Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

Yang Shifei had only slept for an hour.

He scratched his head and sat up, meeting eyes with Luo Xian’er in silence.

After calming down, both of them felt a bit awkward.

How did they end up flirting so embarrassingly in such a muddled state?

‘Probably because my brain is a bit messed up from staying up all night.’

‘Maybe it’s a side effect of absorbing the Murk.’

Both of them came up with clumsy excuses in their minds and tacitly agreed not to mention what had just happened.

“Shall we… go back now?”

Yang Shifei quickly returned to the cave, put on his tattered robe again, and hurried out of the cave.

Luo Xian’er got up and held the freshly dried undergarments to her chest. “Tan Xiang and the others will handle it properly. They will also gather intelligence on recent developments from the past two days. We can go back with peace of mind.”

The young lady walked into the cave, held her hands against her chest, and glanced back.

At this point, she didn’t say much, quietly took off her skirt, and put on her underwear again.

Yang Shifei, with his back to the narrow cave entrance, pondered briefly, “Miss Luo, how much of your strength can you exert now?”

“Two strikes.”

Luo Xian’er put on the ‘temporarily patched’ underwear and felt a bit tight around her chest.

The fabric that used to cover her chest completely could now only cover half, making it somewhat tight.

Without thinking much, she quickly put on her dress and walked out of the cave. “Using the Extreme Martial Mysticism Technique, I can still execute two strikes before my body reaches its limit again.”

Yang Shifei raised an eyebrow, “Better than before?”

“Yes, thanks to your unique ability.”

Luo Xian’er’s cold tone softened a bit, “Not only did you absorb the excess Murk from my body, but you also eased my old injuries. Although far from full recovery, I do feel much better.”

Yang Shifei mused.

This was consistent with the results seen in Tan Xiang and Yue Rui.

His ability to absorb the cold energy, Murk, it seemed to be mutually beneficial with these ‘demon girls.’

“But, what is this ‘Extreme Martial Mysticism Technique’?” Yang Shifei turned back, curious, “Is it also a martial arts move?”

Having seen it with his own eyes yesterday, he was truly impressed.

Luo Xian’er shook her head, “The pinnacle of martial arts in today’s world is the Heavenly Martial Profound Realm. By communicating with the divine through intent and moving the heavens through thoughts, one’s martial arts can reach the utmost limit, creating a unique supreme martial technique known as the ‘Extreme Martial Mysticism Technique.'”

Yang Shifei was amazed when he heard this.

This was basically a fantasy move, wouldn’t it be a bit overkill in the martial world backdrop of Jianghu?

“But the Extreme Martial Mysticism Technique should be related to martial arts,” Yang Shifei thought for a moment. “Miss Luo, your body is filled with Murk, which is an impure energy, similar to that of demons. Can you also use this move like a martial artist?”

“Demons naturally practice martial arts as well. I deduce the workings of my internal energy based on Murk, so in essence, I am also a Heavenly Martial Profound Warrior.”

Luo Xian’er slightly raised her delicate wrist, and a black beam instantly shot out from her fingertip, creating a small round hole in the stone wall several feet away, with wisps of smoke rising. “Using my true form in a fight is actually less lethal than martial techniques.”

Yang Shifei’s eye twitched as he watched. Isn’t this like the Six-Meridian Divine Sword? Demons practicing martial arts is practically cheating.

“Are there many Heavenly Martial Profound Warriors?”

“In the current world, fewer than twenty people have achieved Profound Warrior realm,” Luo Xian’er looked at him calmly. “I am the youngest among them.”

Yang Shifei: “…”

The wealthy and powerful woman he had latched onto seemed to have a more exaggerated status than he had imagined.

Yang Shifei touched his chest, “Since I can absorb your Murk and use it as cold energy, does that mean I might soon reach the Profound Warrior level?”

“Young master’s innate ability is something I don’t fully understand, so I can’t make hasty judgments.”

Luo Xian’er gracefully walked over and gently pressed his wrist, “The cold energy is continuously enhancing your physique, improving your fixed bones and meridians. This indeed allows for rapid improvement in combat power in a short time, but…”

She looked up seriously, “No matter how much Murk you absord, physical enhancement has its limits and cannot replace the deep understanding of martial arts. The speed of improvement in martial prowess will gradually slow down. If young master wants to progress further, you must learn to introspect.”

Yang Shifei smiled, “I understand the principle of ‘too much is as bad as too little.'”

His combat power had increased so quickly that even he felt it was unreal.

The battle with Xiang Tianlin had left a deep impression on him, making him vaguely aware of his own shortcomings and deficiencies.

If he continued to rely solely on the cold energy to enhance his physique, he would eventually become nothing more than a brute who only knew how to throw punches. But he was still clueless about the intricacies, possibly needing to follow Luo Xian’er’s advice and take some time to self-reflect.

“As long as the young master is aware.” Luo Xian’er’s eyes softened a bit, “When we have time later, I will give you more guidance.”

Yang Shifei laughed, “Having a Heavenly Profound Warrior instruct me in martial arts would make everyone in the world envious.”

“…No, young master can be quite mischievous.” Luo Xian’er seemed to recall something, “Maybe I shouldn’t teach you, lest you take the opportunity to tease me again.”

Yang Shifei: “?”

Looking into the girl’s eyes, there was a hint of amusement in them.

Yang Shifei couldn’t help but laugh.

Despite being a lady of high status, she was still young after all, hiding a bit of her playful side.

He cleared his throat slightly and tried to steer the conversation back on track. “You were born with the Murk in your body, which exempts you from going insane. But how did the Murk in your body exceed what you can handle?”

This had been a question on his mind.

Tan Xiang lost control because she was forced to absorb a large amount of Murk and needed to expel it.

But Luo Xian’er’s case seemed different.

“You misunderstand,” Luo Xian’er softly replied. “Actually, the Murk in our bodies is constantly increasing.”

Yang Shifei frowned, “Isn’t that dangerous?”

“Yes, I am the strongest among us, so the Murk in my body grew the fastest.” Luo Xian’er lowered her eyes, her tone tinged with melancholy. “If nothing major happens, I might live for a few more years. But eventually, the Murk will exceed my body’s limit, tearing this flesh apart and turning me into a true demon.”

“It’s not just me. Tan Xiang and Mo Li at home are the same. Because their cultivation is still shallow, they might live for several decades, but they will gradually weaken over time, unless they truly abandon their human side.”

Yang Shifei said in a deep voice, “Haven’t you thought of other solutions?”

“Founding a sect is one of them.”

“How is that related?”

“As I mentioned before, establishing a sect is my wish and my mother’s last wish. That’s true.”

Luo Xian’er twirled a strand of hair around her finger, her gaze distant. “But there is another reason, which is to use the name of our sect to vie for the Saint Weapons. Perhaps by harnessing the power of the Saint Weapons, we can suppress the excess Murk in our bodies.”

Yang Shifei was stunned when he heard this.

A Saint Weapon made from Sacred Martial Stone was indeed extraordinary and might possess such an ability.

“As the princess of the Liang Empire, isn’t there a Saint Weapon in the palace?”

“There is one.”

Luo Xian’er shook her head. “But that Saint Weapon has been passed down through generations by the ancestors of the royal family. Even the emperor can’t use it easily, let alone give it to an illegitimate princess. Besides, the palace is filled with experts. Our unique identities would eventually be exposed, so we left the palace three years ago and settled in East City.”

Yang Shifei remained silent, gently holding her delicate hand.

Luo Xian’er’s beautiful eyes blinked. “Young master?”

“It might sound a bit cheesy,” Yang Shifei said with a warm smile, “but now that I’m here, I’ll do my best to ensure you and your maids can live peacefully without fearing the backlash of Murk every day.”

“…Um.”

Luo Xian’er’s eyes softened, and she responded gently.

However, as her thoughts shifted, the young lady’s earlobes turned slightly red.

The implication was clear: he was suggesting continuing to take advantage of them by using his mouth to absorb the excess impurities in their bodies.

“Ah, but it’s best to establish the sect first.”

Yang Shifei scratched his head again and gave an awkward smile. “If we can indeed obtain a Saint Weapon to suppress the Murk, that would be a permanent solution.”

Luo Xian’er smiled, “That’s not an easy task.”

“Let’s take it slow. In a few days, we can first check out the so-called Sacred Martial Stone…hmm?” Yang Shifei paused, looking at her in surprise. “Did you just smile?”

“It’s nothing,” Luo Xian’er lightly covered her mouth. “When there’s an excess of Murk, it makes my temperament colder, so I don’t smile easily.”

With that, she quickly whistled to the side.

Soon, the young mare from the Luo Mansion came running from the bushes.

Luo Xian’er stroked the fine hair on the mare’s back. “Although she can’t speak, she’s quite intelligent. And with only a little murk in her body, there’s no need to worry about her life.”

The mare snorted softly, lowering her head obediently.

Yang Shifei pondered for a moment. “It seems everyone in the Luo Mansion is unique?”

“They were all specially sought out by my mother from all over the country before she passed away.”

Luo Xian’er spoke softly. “Tan Xiang and Mo Li were abandoned children, rumored to be disasters who brought death to their families and had to survive as outcasts. My mother noticed something unusual about them and brought them to the palace to live with me.”

Yang Shifei’s expression grew somber.

Not only Tan Xiang and Mo Li, but even Yue Rui had a similar story.

This innate Murk gave them extraordinary strength but also a troubled childhood.

“Let’s go back for now.”

Yang Shifei quickly set his thoughts aside, mounted the horse first, and extended his hand to the young lady.

Luo Xian’er hesitated briefly but then settled into his arms.

Meeting Yang Shifei’s puzzled gaze, her eyes shifted slightly. “Sitting in the back is a bit inappropriate.”

“Uh, right.”

Yang Shifei recalled the feeling of their bodies pressing together and had an odd expression.

Indeed, there were… certain inconveniences.

He lightly shook the reins, and the horse quickly galloped along the mountain path.

…

East City, Luo Mansion.

Tan Xiang stood alone by the desk, sorting through numerous intelligence reports, her expression slightly heavy.

The turmoil in East City was within the young lady’s expectations, but the origins of the black jade box in Xiang Tianlin’s home were highly unusual.

“—Who’s there?!”

Noticing a slight movement in the room, Tan Xiang turned abruptly.

From behind the screen, Yue Rui silently emerged, like a ghostly shadow, and coldly spoke:

“Where did Yang Shifei go?”