Chapter 27: But She Alone Cannot Charm My Soul!

Lin Xun had a habit: he liked to read the newspaper.

He couldn’t help it. What if the times changed?
So, only by keeping up with current events could he keep up with the rhythm and pace of the times.

The newspaper Lin Xun read was the official paper of Luo City. It was interspersed with major events concerning the “immortals” that occurred in the province, which could make the common people feel that immortal cultivation wasn’t so distant and could serve as a bit of after-dinner conversation.

However, today’s newspaper made Lin Xun’s mood a little complicated…
It wasn’t because of “Shocking! Why Did Wang Ergou’s Sow Scream in the Middle of the Night?”

Nor was it because of “Why Did the Big Tree Outside Widow Chen’s Courtyard Rustle?”

And it certainly wasn’t because of “Seventy-Year-Old Man Brutally Murdered in the Dead of Night, Is This a Moral Decay or a Distortion of Human Nature?”

It was solely because of the large headline on the newspaper—”Demonic Path’s Lin Xun Has Appeared in Luo City of the Qian Kingdom! In Control of the Demonic Sword!”

However, the Luo City officials had marked it as a “rumor,” telling the people of Luo City not to panic too much.

There was another report, which was that Tianji City’s Wangxing had obtained the demonic sword. Half of Tianji City’s elders and the Tianji City Lord had set out on the same day, arriving at the Violet Mist Holy Land to escort the demonic sword back to Tianji City.

This was very confusing, because the rumor was that Lin Xun had obtained the demonic sword, but the official confirmation was that the demonic sword was in Sikong Wangxing’s hands.

Thus, a third-party commentator in the newspaper analyzed, “Could it be that this rumor is true, but the demonic sword was Lin Xun’s betrothal gift to Sikong Wangxing?”

Actually, this reporter’s guess wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t a betrothal gift, but compensation for breaking off the engagement…
“Sigh… I hope Miss Sikong can forget about me,” Lin Xun felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, this was his first “breakup,” and the starting point of the breakup was annulling a marriage contract.

But Miss Sikong didn’t like him anyway, and she was so kawaii. She wouldn’t lack for young, handsome pursuers and would soon forget about him. Thinking of it this way, it could be considered that he had given her freedom…
As for the news of him being in Luo City, Lin Xun felt it was probably spread by the Black Dragon Sect.

Now that the Black Dragon Sect’s strength was greatly damaged, they were fully contracting on the righteous-demonic battlefront. As a result, the cultivators of the Violet Mist Holy Land responsible for crusading against the demonic path were staring fixedly at the Black Dragon Sect.

They would rather let the weirdos of the Myriad Demons Sect run away, and give the girls of the Joyful Union Sect time to put on their clothes, than give the Black Dragon Sect any breathing room.

So, the Black Dragon Sect, which was complaining incessantly, spread the “rumor” of “Lin Xun is in Luo City,” wanting to temporarily divert some of the righteous path’s attention.

As for the effect, Lin Xun also noticed that the number of cultivators in Luo City had indeed increased quite a bit.

However, Lin Xun didn’t care. Unless he acted in public, otherwise, even if he shouted in the street, “I am Lin Xun, if you’re my brother, come and chop me,” he would probably be treated as an idiot~~
Continuing to read the newspaper, it was nothing more than news of “The Qian Kingdom’s Empress’s 108th Blind Date Failure” and “The Violet Mist Holy Land’s Saintess to Preside Over the Violet Mist Grand Ceremony in a Month.”

Among them, the news of Jiang Qingshang presiding over the Violet Mist Grand Ceremony occupied a large section of the newspaper and was very eye-catching.

Finally, at the very end, was “The Saintess of the Bodhi Holy Land of Wanfo Province is Heading to Qianye Province.”

It was just a single line of text, but it made Lin Xun’s heart beat faster, as if he had done something wrong.

“She’s probably not coming to find me. It must be to attend the Violet Mist Grand Ceremony, to offer congratulations. Mm, that must be it.”

Closing the newspaper, Lin Xun closed his eyes and put his hands together, quickly praying.

She’s going to the Violet Mist Holy Land to offer congratulations, but I’m not going. No need to panic. Mm, no need to panic!

“What’s wrong? What are you praying for?”

Jiang Qingshang, who had just returned home, saw her husband’s pious, Buddha-praying appearance. The long legs under her skirt took lotus steps to her husband’s side. She reached out her small hand, her soft fingertips gently smoothing her husband’s furrowed brow.

“It’s nothing…” Lin Xun opened his eyes to his wife’s clear and beautiful face.

He gently pulled his wife’s wrist, letting her sit on his lap.

A girl’s body was really soft, like water, as if there were no bones at all. With a little force, it felt like she could be kneaded into his own bones, and she always smelled fragrant.

He knew his wife never used any rouge, but why was she still so fragrant?

Jiang Qingshang was also in a good mood today and didn’t press the matter, just nuzzling in her husband’s embrace. “Husband, look, what’s this?”

The girl proudly took out a token from her small sachet.

Seeing the words “Violet Mist” on it, as well as the spiritual energy aura emanating from the token, Lin Xun was completely dumbfounded…
“This is…”

“Mm, that’s right. In a month, the Saintess of the Violet Mist Holy Land is holding the Violet Mist Grand Ceremony. This is the pass.”

“Ah, this… no… um, Qing’er, how did you get this?”

Lin Xun’s head was a little muddled… Even if Qing’er was the secretary and relative of that female City Lord of Luo City, it should be impossible to get this.

Because there were only ten of these tokens in Luo City, and that was because it was an important economic city of the Qian Kingdom. The entire Qian Kingdom only had a hundred, and they were basically divided up by the nobles.

“I…” Jiang Qingshang turned her head slightly. “The City Lord said that all ten of Luo City’s spots would be given out in a public lottery to comfort the people who were panicked during the last blood moon, so you were drawn…”

“…”

Lin Xun felt it wasn’t his good luck, there must have been some under-the-table dealings…
The reason Qing’er said this was probably because she didn’t want him to owe that female City Lord a favor.

However, he would still have to return the gift another day.

But this Violet Mist Celebration… he really didn’t want to go…
“How about we forget it? There’s nothing much to see at this celebration.” Seeing her husband’s conflicted face, Jiang Qingshang gently lowered her eyes, making a gesture as if to put away the token.

“We’re going! Why wouldn’t we go!”

Lin Xun steeled himself and took the token.

Qing’er would definitely go with that female City Lord of Luo City. He definitely had to go and accompany Qing’er.

“Really? Then you can’t go back on your word.” Seeing her husband accept the token, Jiang Qingshang’s fair, lotus-root-like arms wrapped around her husband’s neck, her forehead gently touching his, her shimmering large eyes captivating his soul.

“You…”

Knowing that his wife was playing hard to get, Lin Xun just smiled lightly and gave her a gentle peck on her eye.

Jiang Qingshang leaned on Lin Xun’s shoulder, her fragrant breath tickling his neck. “I’ll be going with the City Lord too. Don’t let me see you getting your soul charmed by that Violet Mist Saintess.”

“How could that be possible?” Lin Xun said righteously. “Even if she can charm the souls of everyone under the heavens, she alone cannot charm my soul!”

“Fool…”

The girl didn’t explain, just closing her eyes, her long eyelashes shimmering with a faint light, the corners of her mouth hooking up slightly, like an intoxicating crescent moon.

But I don’t want to charm the souls of everyone under the heavens.

I only want to charm your soul…
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(End of this chapter)