[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could-":3,"chapter-you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--chapter-114":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","You Promised to Be an Idle Son-in-Law, How Could You Become a Land Immortal?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},347513,607,"Chapter 114 - 115: This Blade Is the Price for Your Insubordination","you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--chapter-114",114,"\u003Cp>Meanwhile, a thousand li south of Shu State Prefecture City, deep within a dense forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clearing a hundred zhang wide had been carved out of the woods. Some trees were cut down to stumps, others were uprooted completely, and the ground had been leveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The area was illuminated by surrounding bonfires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the clearing, dozens of temporary wooden huts stood in neat rows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging on the outer wooden fence were the red banners of the Xiao Family and wolf-head carvings of the Wumeng Mountain Race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of the Xiao Family’s Personal Guard, clad in black armor, were patrolling the perimeter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was late at night, but Xiao Jinghong was not resting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was at her desk handling official business, her eyes beneath the half-armor mask as calm as still water. The wolf hair brush in her hand would either circle a passage or jot down a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She worked quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, she had been overseeing the survey and design plans for the Mutual Market, which meant she could only handle the Dingyuan Army’s affairs late at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Su Zhenyue was there to help, organizing the documents by urgency ahead of time so that Xiao Jinghong could manage everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, delaying these matters for even a few days would be detrimental to both the Mutual Market and the Dingyuan Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an hour of work, Xiao Jinghong finished all the official documents. She checked them one last time to ensure nothing was missed before finally standing up and calling out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhenyue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Su Zhenyue, who had also been writing at a desk, heard the call and hurried in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong pointed to four stacks of booklets on her desk and gave her instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These four are about the summer harvest. Take them to Yan Hong and have him deliver them to the Capital Commandery tonight, without fail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for the training of the New Army in the Profound Armor, Iron Wall, and Cang Lang Three Towns, a carrier pigeon will suffice. Tell them not to slack off, and that I will inspect them personally once I’m finished here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Zhenyue noted everything down, then gathered the booklets from the desk and hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she left, Xiao Jinghong sat back down at her desk. She picked up a cold, hard pastry and ate it in small bites, washing it down with tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her expression was calm, her mind was still swirling with various matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of her thoughts were on building the Mutual Market with the Mountain Race, a smaller portion on the Dingyuan Army, and the rest on the Xiao Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The site for the Mutual Market had been chosen, and the contract with the Mountain Race was settled. Once the blueprints were drawn up, construction could begin in earnest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the combined strength of the Dingyuan Army and the Mountain Race, it would take less than half a year to attract merchants from all over Shu State, and even from the prosperous Jiangnan and Capital Prefectures of the Great Wei Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, the Dingyuan Army would no longer need to worry about funds and provisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Xiao Family...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong put the last piece of pastry in her mouth. After chewing it slowly, she took two letters from her robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was signed \"Chen Yi,\" the other \"Chen Qingzhou.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spread the two letters out on her desk. The one on the left was the first letter Chen Yi had sent her, which contained a poem titled \"Thoughts of a Summer Night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one on the right, she had received just a few days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also contained a poem, this one titled \"Two Thoughts on a Summer Night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last night, the stars; last night, the wind. West of the Painted Tower, east of the Cassia Hall. We have no rainbow-phoenix wings to fly as one, yet our hearts are linked in perfect understanding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong gazed at the elegant, glowing script of \"Two Thoughts on a Summer Night,\" and the weariness that had settled in her mind over the past days began to ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she found Chen Yi’s casual approach to naming his poems somewhat amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Since this one is \"Two Thoughts,\" why wasn’t the previous one \"One Thought\"?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’My husband was probably just being lazy.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong had guessed correctly. When Chen Yi named the poem, he had indeed been too lazy to think of a new title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so, she didn’t mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’In any case, the feeling of this poem is beautiful.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Our hearts are linked in perfect understanding...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong sighed softly. Right now, her mind was completely focused on the Dingyuan Army, so when it came to Chen Yi...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, her thoughts were interrupted. Her eyes turned cold as she looked outside the hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have come three times. What is your business?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was soft, not disturbing the rest of the camp, yet it carried ten li to the ears of a Wandering Martial Artist with a long blade hanging at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than the \"Sword Madman,\" Liu Lang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he gazed at the fire-lit camp in the distance, his expression no longer casual as it had been in Shu State Prefecture City, but solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forgive me, General Jinghong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang spoke in a serious tone. \"Although I have come three times, I had not made up my mind until just a moment ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he had found Xiao Jinghong five days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had intended to challenge her directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the first time he saw her, the mere sight of her eyes—as tranquil as an old well—made him lose his nerve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice echoed in his mind— ’Don’t attack her. You’ll die!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’You will definitely die!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang believed it without a doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He trusted his intuition; it was the secret to how he had run rampant across the Northern Desert for so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, that first time, he had retreated without saying a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after two days of deep thought, Liu Lang couldn’t accept leaving without making a single move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he came a second time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, he only took one look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, his body trembled uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having no other choice, Liu Lang retreated once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until this very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xiao Jinghong finally spoke to him, Liu Lang still couldn’t suppress the fear in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but find himself ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was called the \"Sword Madman,\" yet when faced with an opponent he truly could not defeat, even his blade grew fearful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thought this, he gritted his teeth and continued, \"General Jinghong, will... will you accept my...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...challenge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how hard he tried, that final word felt like a great mountain pressing down on him, impossible to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Xiao Jinghong’s voice echoed around him. \"You wish to challenge me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang felt his tension ease, and he prepared to nod and say yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result left him dejected—his own body refused to let him nod, refused to let him speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang gave up. Just as he was about to retreat, a figure appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Xiao Jinghong, dressed in snow-white robes and wearing her mask!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang froze. \"You... you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong stood atop a tree branch, holding neither a sword nor a long spear, and simply watched him calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After looking him up and down, she said lightly, \"I’ll give you one chance. Draw your blade.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang opened his mouth. \"I... I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved toward the long blade at his waist, as slow as that of a withered old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But veins bulged on the back of his hand, and the True Essence within him circulated madly as he tried to gather his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without even realizing it, his goal had shifted from challenging Xiao Jinghong to simply drawing his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Just one strike! That would be enough!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steeling his resolve, Liu Lang’s face twisted into a crazed snarl as he roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AHH!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand finally closed around the hilt, and he drew the blade with a fierce tug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single strike, one that condensed his life’s work and contained all his strength, was finally unleashed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of blade light, like a bolt of white silk, shot out a hundred zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its Sword Intent shone like moonlight, illuminating the entire area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wrinkled bark of the trees and their tender green leaves became clearly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything in the path of the blade’s edge was cleaved in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CRACK!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp sound echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong had caught the long blade between two fingers, easily snapping it and holding the broken piece steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Liu Lang could finish, Xiao Jinghong flicked her finger. The shard of the broken blade arced like a crescent moon, grazing his chest before sinking into the earth below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the storm in the forest seemed to cease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wind, no rain, no sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong glanced at him and said calmly, \"This cut is the price for your insubordination.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Xiao Jinghong turned and headed back to her camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a General of Great Wei, not one of the Jianghu People.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Liu Lang hadn’t spoiled her mood, she wouldn’t have even bothered to strike back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, wait...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Liu Lang seemed to snap back to his senses. He looked at the broken blade on the ground, then at the blood seeping from his chest, and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... you’re not going to kill me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I robbed your Xiao Family, their medicinal herbs...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, she said without turning back, \"Next time you see your master, send him my regards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ma-master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang’s eyes widened as if he had realized something. \"You... you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jinghong ignored him, her figure flickering away into the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang opened his mouth but said nothing more. He simply stared blankly at the treetop where she had stood, letting the blood flow freely from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain began to patter down through the forest, and gusts of mountain wind howled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood there, stunned, for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lang’s gaze fell upon the distant camp, and he suddenly shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"General Jinghong, Liu Lang will one day repay the mercy you’ve shown me with this strike!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And another thing! The ones who sent me to steal the medicinal herbs were the Liu Family of Jing State!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re planning to move against the Xiao Family Medicine Hall soon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single word drifted back from the distance: \"Understood...\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1780,"2026-05-30T04:08:05.489Z","2026-06-01T04:30:16.742Z",1,"novelbin.me","957be8c96dc269187a812d0252166ca1aa280496a6f4f96f04bc793c2d52786f","you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--chapter-115","you-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--chapter-113",225,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyou-promised-to-be-an-idle-son-in-law-how-could--cover.jpg"]