Chapter 373

373 6.11 – Holy Maiden – The Wheel Of Time

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Edited by Psycho S.

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Receiving a harsh blow to his jaw, Xuan Mu crashed to the ground – the sharp edges of stones flew outwards with dirt and clouds of dust haphazardly flying around his opponent’s side too. Xuan Mu, after shaking off the impact of the blow, stood straight back up and teleported before his wife. He grabbed the mask she was waving around, and fastened it around her mouth again.

“What the fuck,” Xuan Mu muttered under his erratic breath; as expected, even if he was breathing heavily and his voice was super rough, he still sounded handsome with his deep vocal tone. Her voice had his heart pounding harshly because, for only a moment, he felt high. It offered gently relaxing (and at the same time euphoric properties) to whoever heard it. She didn’t sound any different from Bing Shi. Well, she did, but the power in her voice was no different from Bing Shi.

The most impactful thing to him was also the thing all of her spirits had in common that finally showed itself. It made those nearby, even deaf ones, feel exactly what she wanted them to feel by controlling her own emotions.

“...” Realizing that it was probably because of her, Bing Shi pressed an ice pack against Xuan Mu’s jaw, her robotic voice killing the serious situation in the air, “Does Sir want an ice pack too?”

“...” The Demon King grabbed his chest. Her voice was extraordinary, unforgettably addicting. He shook at just the thought. Wanting to refuse her offer, his eyes followed the thing that flew in his direction, a bit disappointed that he wouldn’t get her special treatment, “...”

After Xuan Mu made sure that the mask couldn’t fall off easily, he grabbed her shoulders and bit his bottom lips in disbelief. He too, was at a loss for words, “...”

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Bing Shi peeked her sky gray eyes over Xuan Mu’s shoulders towards the looming Demon King’s army. Was this the right time to ask the Demon King for a tailor? She really wanted a new set of clothes. Maybe there would be one among this large group. The fashion in the underworld was very peculiar, she would like to get a few outfits as a souvenir.

Unable to hear her thoughts, Xuan Mu tossed her in front of the bloodthirsty soldiers. When it came to training her powers, Bing Shi would never come out with a solution so quickly, so this was a good opportunity to train her.

“-!” Bing Shi stared flabbergasted at nothing in particular. Hey, if he wanted to see what other tricks she knew, he should have done it differently! What if the soldiers saw it as a sudden attack?!

The army immediately attacked the winged creature with explosion magic. Mistaking her sudden ‘approach’ as an enemy ambush, “Get ready to die!”

Bing Shi chewed at her inner cheeks, sulking in midair, she let them throw their array of attacks at her without putting up any defences. Her husband became a power freak. His obsession with her turned into an obsession with getting strong. Unfortunately, there weren’t many that could match his powers. To improve, he would make it intentionally hard for himself, like throwing her in front of an army of demons and blocking the array of attacks coming at her, everything at the same time.

During that instance, she felt like punching Xuan Mu’s face, and didn’t mind fulfilling his masochistic tendencies. It was strange to become what she used to hate.

Crushing every kind of pill inside her mouth, she appeared behind Xuan Mu’s back and pressed her short staff against his neck. When her knees couldn’t move up to hit his spine, nor her teeth to bite his ear due to her mask, she used her wings to immobilise his body, “Magic is futile against him!”

The Demon King who attempted to use sealing magic on Xuan Mu, punched the man in the face after he heard her words. Smelling Xuan Mu’s fresh blood, he widened his eyes in surprise. Human blood? How was that possible?

Bing Shi’s initial plan to slap Xuan Mu’s cheeks turned into a violent bloodbath. This was not how their welcoming party was supposed to turn out for sure.

Falling to the ground, Xuan Mu took his new wife together with him. Caressing her temples that had some traces of his blood, he suddenly collapsed on top of her body.

Thousands of soldiers watched the defeated man on the ground with wary eyes. Their simple minds couldn’t understand why the terrifying winged monster was suddenly on their side.

Did he faint or did he not? A question mark popped above Bing Shi’s head. He was squeezing her body with a painfully tight hug yet he didn’t respond to anything she did or said, “Hubby, you stink like our son’s poop.” See? Nothing.

The Demon King dismissed the physician and walked towards Bing Shi, ready to invite her to his palace, stumbling on his steps when he heard her next words.

“I hate this place, I want to go hom?!” Bing Shi suddenly disappeared on the spot together with Xuan Mu. If he wanted to be alone with her, just say so. What was the need to heed to her wishes so halfheartedly?

The whole army opened their eyes wide at the black hole that devoured their Demon King as well as the huge palace in the blink of an eye. Their brains couldn’t find the right words to express how dumbfounded they were.

The silent Kuro flew towards the prison leisurely. He was about to give Bing Shi’s followers a mountain of delicacies before a new wave of famine emerged.

The current Demon’s King boredom and indifference caused some imbalance in this world. He was supposed to bring back the missing darkness to the underworld due to the previous Demon King falling in love with a human girl, yet, he started to become less and less ‘evil’, thus the reason why Xuan Mu was summoned to take action ? to find a more suitable heir.

Kuro thought about how Bing Shi’s appearance would postpone Xuan Mu’s actions, but it immediately flapped away its assumptions as soon as it remembered Xuan Mu’s words that were spoken to the Demon King: ‘Is it true that the current Demon King’s army lost their glory because everyone depends on your unrivalled strength? I can help you give them a small reminder...I can help you give them a new will to fight.’

During wars, a new leader would always emerge from the ground to salvage the situation.

When everyone thought Xuan Mu was being controlled by his emotions, that man took advantage of them. He embraced his emotions instead, and proved everyone the opposite: his feelings were not a weakness, but rather, they were weapons that he was happy to use against his enemies.

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Bing Shi looked around the bedroom. It was messy enough to show that he didn’t care about the space he lived in. The dark mood of the surroundings could only be matched by the sky outside. The place was cluttered with objects, plastic containers, books, and items that, in summary, made up his daily life. The sheer number of items in the room would be difficult to organize. One would barely be able to move around. This was Xuan Mu’s latest destination.

Bing Shi hoped that Stinky Bun’s living condition within his space was better than this pig’s hole, “Hubby, wake up...” She tried to stuff him with a rejuvenation pill, “Open your mouth, pretty please.”

After what seemed to be a few minutes, Bing Shi was feeling awfully tired. She looked up at Xuan Mu’s blurry silhouette sadly, letting her mind fill with their memories.

Why was he so against them being soulmates? She wanted to call him softly. To see if he would stop fighting and let her pass through his thick walls which he built around himself.

It was partly her fault. She became an important part of forming his brain into thinking that he was better off with her absence.

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