Chapter 279: The Method of Soul Transposition

Chapter 279: The Method of Soul Transposition

Under the crowded Yuan wood bed, Shangguan Ying, Ning Waner, and Su Youyu, their bodies compressed and beginning to twist out of shape, had reached their limits.

Before they could make a move, Wu Bingqing, having heard Luo Xinyi's words, suddenly sprang up and overturned the large bed.

She drew her sword, and a few words escaped through her gritted teeth: "I will kill you!"

"Brother-in-law, I'm so scared."

With her "green tea" persona maxed out, Luo Xinyi curled up in Qin Xuan's arms, too afraid to look at Wu Bingqing.

Su Youyu pointed in Luo Xinyi's direction, gnashing her teeth in indignation: "You still have the nerve to hide in Qin Xuan's arms!"

"Running over in the middle of the night and spouting filth the moment you open your mouth—those who know you are a True Disciple of Hongya Peak in the Yaochi Sacred Land might understand, but those who don't would think you're a courtesan from the Yihong Brothel out for a tryst."

"And 'brother-in-law'—if Mu Qingxue knew you were treating her fiancé like this, she wouldn't even need to attempt a Breakthrough; she'd be angered to death by you sooner or later!"

Ning Waner shook her head, unable to accept it: "Shameless."

She felt that Luo Xinyi's affected behavior was not the conduct of a normal person.

Not to mention that Luo Xinyi and Qin Xuan were not even married; even if they were, they should treat each other with mutual respect.

They should drink the nuptial wine, extinguish the oil lamp, and then quietly engage in marital relations under the dim covers.

How could one be as uninhibited and flirtatious as Luo Xinyi?

This is clearly an act of the Demonic Path!

Luo Xinyi was incensed by these words.

She might have backed down in a fight, but she had never feared anyone in an argument.

"I'm shameless?" Luo Xinyi pointed at Ning Waner's nose and cursed, "If I'm shameless, then what do you call yourself, a court official of the Mingyue Dynasty, hiding under Qin Xuan's bed in the middle of the night?"

"The common people outside are displaced, yet instead of handling disaster relief, you find time in your busy schedule to come here and play hide-and-seek?"

"Do you really like hiding under the bed, or do you have other plans—planning to wait until everyone else leaves so you can be shameless with Qin Xuan?"

"And you!" Luo Xinyi pointed at Su Youyu's nose, "You are the dignified Saintess of the Yaochi Sacred Land, yet you join in this nonsense. If the Holy Master found out, where would she, as your Master, put her face?"

"Have you forgotten who brought you food and visited you every day when you were locked in the dungeon? Ungrateful—that's exactly what a woman like you is!"

Luo Xinyi crossed her arms over her chest, lifted her snow-white neck, and provoked Wu Bingqing: "Kill, kill, kill—always talking about killing. If you have the ability, then kill me. Soul-Devouring Body, right? Able to kill a quasi-emperor, right?"

"Anyway, Qin Xuan and I have already consummated our marriage, and who knows if I'm already carrying Qin Xuan's child? If you have the guts, then stab me to death with your sword."

She had long heard of Wu Bingqing's fame.

This time, Wu Bingqing's act of beheading the commander of the Prince Zijing at the Wu Clan had shaken the Grandmist Continent.

She loved gossip, so how could she not know?

Yet, the Wu Bingqing whom others feared was someone she simply did not fear at all!

Wu Bingqing's action of drawing her sword halfway stopped.

Her eyes were filled with rage and murderous intent, but when she looked at Qin Xuan, she could not turn a blind eye.

Seeing that Wu Bingqing dared not make a move, Luo Xinyi snorted coldly in annoyance, then turned her gaze to Shangguan Ying, shouting angrily, "What are you glaring at? Not happy with me, are you?"

"I won't say anything about the three of them joining in the fun, after all, they are adults, but you, a little brat who hasn't even grown your hair out, why are you joining in?"

Luo Xinyi followed up with a vicious, mocking jab, "Have you grown your hair out yet?"

Shangguan Ying's beautiful mouth twitched violently on her slightly chubby face.

Just a moment ago, Su Youyu had called her a several-hundred-year-old woman, and now Luo Xinyi was mocking her to her face for not having grown her hair out.

She wanted to retort, but she could perceive her current body.

It wasn't that the hair hadn't grown out—it hadn't grown at all!

Su Youyu, refusing to be outdone, cursed, "One thing at a time. You also swindled me out of my true phoenix feather—why don't you mention that? You're the only one who can talk, and you talk more than you fart!"

Ning Waner snorted coldly, "If Mu Qingxue knew that you, her sister, were secretly fooling around with Qin Xuan in the name of her younger sister, you would be the first person she'd kill when she comes out of seclusion!"

She had come only to warn Qin Xuan; she had never thought of doing anything inappropriate.

Not to mention that she and Qin Xuan were simply people from two different worlds.

Even if there were that slim hope, it should be after they were married, having drunk the nuptial wine, covered by blankets in a dim environment, quietly engaging in marital relations—how could one be so shameless as to have a secret tryst?

A heated argument erupted in Qin Xuan's residence.

Zhou Chen, who was practicing boxing in the backyard, heard the argument, rushed over in a panic, and asked anxiously, "Mistress, what's going on with you all?"

"If there's something, sit down and talk about it slowly. Please don't argue, otherwise, Master Qin will feel bad."

The group, who had been arguing, suddenly turned their collective focus toward Zhou Chen and said coldly, "Little kid, don't interrupt!"

"Go back and practice your boxing!"

"When adults are talking, what is a child joining in for?"

Zhou Chen's naive face was full of panic. He swallowed, not daring to disobey the Mistress's orders, let out an "oh," and scurried back to the backyard.

While it was just a typical scene of a Mistress scolding a disciple, the System's cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out in Qin Xuan's mind.

"The Daughter of Luck, Empress Zhou Wu, has increased her resentment toward the host. Reward: Host gains 150,000 Villain Points!"

Empress Zhou Wu, Empress Mingyue?

The suspicion in Qin Xuan's heart suddenly cleared at this moment.

Immediately, his gaze shifted to the most petite and cute among the arguing Daughters of Luck: Shangguan Ying.

He had previously suspected that Shangguan Ying was an impersonation by Empress Mingyue, and now, having received confirmation from the System, there was no more disagreement.

He did not know why Empress Zhou Wu had occupied Shangguan Ying's body, nor did he know how Empress Zhou Wu was able to make her Soul exist within Shangguan Ying's body without any incompatibility.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the System's judgment could absolutely not be wrong.

Empress Zhou Wu thought she had the situation under control and could occupy Shangguan Ying's body without being detected by anyone.

Yet, she didn't expect to be outplayed by one move, failing to account for the fact that he was cheating.

Of course, more importantly, Empress Zhou Wu, who would not get angry over other things, just happened to encounter her reverse scale—Zhou Chen—being scolded by others.

This was why the System was able to capture it.

And it provided him with a massive 150,000 Villain Points!

"Empress Mingyue is indeed Empress Mingyue; capable of forcing back Great Emperor Ziyang with a single palm. These Villain Points are too generous!"

"Just the increase in resentment alone is a massive 150,000; if things were to become a done deal, wouldn't that mean millions, or even several million Villain Points?"

Qin Xuan was greatly shocked.

Empress Mingyue alone was enough to allow his "Dragon-Elephant Domain-Suppressing Scripture" and "Phoenix Treasure Technique" to surpass the Peak and reach the level of Perfection!

Amidst the argument, Wu Bingqing, who was not good with words and couldn't get a word in, turned to look at Qin Xuan, pointed at Luo Xinyi, and said concisely, "Talks too much. Shall I kill her?"

Qin Xuan shook his head, "You cannot kill her. Argue however you want; as long as you don't take lives, breaking bones or whatever is fine. If you're thirsty, there's tea here—help yourselves. I'm leaving first. Farewell!"

What he was most curious about now was the state of Empress Mingyue's body at this moment.

Empress Zhou Wu could not be in seclusion; at such a critical juncture, she would have to show her face.

Empress Zhou Wu had occupied Shangguan Ying's body.

As for Empress Zhou Wu without a Soul and Shangguan Ying without a body, what kind of treatment would they be subjected to?

Qin Xuan, unable to wait, soared into the sky, exited the Mingyue Imperial City, and after confirming no one was following him, summoned the ancient prison-suppressing tower, changed direction, and flew straight toward the inner palace of the Mingyue Dynasty.