Chapter 188 - 188 186 When Can I Get Married
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Updated : Sep 30th, 2025
188: Chapter 186: When Can I Get Married 188: Chapter 186: When Can I Get Married Upon hearing these words, a vein bulged prominently on everyone’s forehead.
His blood had not drawn the slaying blade of the massive guardian of the city; instead, it had made him submit!
He was safe and sound!
He was calm and composed!
Clearly, he had sensed the submission from the guardian of the city, which was why he was so fearless.
He had no concern for his life, yet he still killed Ming Yuanji!
Li Beifeng and An Siqi had already reached into the Qiankun Bag with fingers tinged with deep hatred.
Chai Ye, however, stepped forward respectfully and said, “Night has fallen, miss, you should enter the city to rest earlier.”
His expression was very calm, and even the raging anger in his eyes had vanished, replaced with a hint of contemplation.
Fang Geyu finally recovered from his shock and kicked Baili An behind the knees, “Who allowed you to take it upon yourself to kill?”
Baili An smiled and said, “Hungry, shall we enter the city earlier?”
Everyone’s expression varied, and even though Li Beifeng and An Siqi were eager to make trouble, seeing Chai Ye’s demeanor, they had no choice but to forcibly suppress their fury and silently follow into the city.
The figures of the few disappeared under the moonlight.
Unseen by anyone, sixteen large characters appeared on the ancient stele guarded by the two giants:
“Heaven and earth, only vastness remains.”
“Arriving like wind and rain, departing like dust.”
The residual cold blood on the stele flashed a hint of purple, and then quickly blended into the inscriptions, disappearing from sight.
The chilly night was silent, and the snow fell heavily.
Soon, the steppe was again covered in a vast expanse of snow, a boundless white world where no path home could be seen from afar.
A bright moon hung high, piercing through the snowy night mist with a dance of shadows.
Suddenly, a vivid red shadow seemed to rise up from the distant horizon, reflecting off the white snow.
Dressed in red like flames laid upon the mortal world, she stood silent and enchanting.
A piece of snow, skewed by the wind and falling, brushed past a giant rusty sword, split into two, and finally fell forlornly onto the steppe.
In that brief moment, the figure in red appeared from the horizon underneath the stele.
In her bright red attire, like a bride about to be wed, she seemed to radiantly catch the eye.
But her lips were almost devoid of color, and the corners curved in an austere arch, cold and sharp like a merciless sword.
Yin Baishuang ignored the two guardian giants, raised her head to gaze at the ancient stele for a while, but unlike others who entered the city before, she didn’t offer her blood.
She intended to walk through the two kneeled giants, heading into the city.
The giant figures slowly rose again, their silhouettes stretching over the snowy ground like towering mountains overnight.
Two enormous swords cleaved towards the woman’s neck and waist, the ground swept by snow raised white waves, obscuring the red shadow in a blur.
“Spare her under your sword!”
Just then, a dark figure rushed down from the city wall, holding a Golden Order, and shouted loudly.
The two guardians immediately halted their motion, the wind and snow dispersed, but the red-clad figure had already disappeared into the distance.
The man holding the Golden Order was shocked, and though he sensed nothing, he guessed what had happened.
He turned abruptly to see the figure in red standing quietly behind him, like a ghostly apparition in the night.
The man in charge of the outer city swallowed his dry throat and awkwardly greeted her, “I have seen Miss Yin before.
Thank you for sparing them under your sword just now.”
It turns out that the earlier words were not meant for the guardians.
Yin Baishuang’s hand which had been pressing on the sword slowly relaxed; her face calm but her gaze was like an ancient, still pond, so deep that it could stir no ripples.
In a voice as desolate and dreary as an autumn night she said, “I heard that the Ghostly Herb that blooms once every millennium has appeared.”
The man’s expression faltered, and he hurriedly said, “It grows beneath the Ghost Mountain in the western deserted city, hanging upside down; the place is extremely dangerous, a land of death.
No one harvests such useless medicine as the Ghostly Herb, not even the wealthy Xianling City.”
“No matter,” she said expressionlessly, standing there.
Her red clothes trailed over the snow, as if carrying a world of red dust upon white snow, “There are mountains in the city, and herbs on the mountains, I can go and collect them myself.”
Her clear eyes gazed at the man, “Let me enter the city,” it was not a tone for discussion.
The man thought it was an important time to test the candidates, how could they allow such a mad woman, who had been so for over two hundred years, into the city?
It was not so much about wrecking the important trial; this year was unlike previous ones.
In the past, the trial to choose the City Lord’s heir was always presided over according to tradition by the Seal Keeper girl, Qing Xuan, from the Kunlun Ruins.
For thousands of years, it had always been so.
But this year, they expected the legendary Empress herself, the Holy Venerable, to grace them with her presence!
That was an occasion that could not afford even the slightest mistake!
“Uh… Miss Yin is entering the city just to find the herb, nothing else?”
“Else?”
“Er… such as the City Lord’s trial in Xianling City?
Although Miss Yin carries the Immortal Bloodline, if you were to enter the trial, the Empress would not be pleased.”
Yin Baishuang met all the qualifications to participate in the trial for heir, but what the Empress wanted to see was definitely not any of the Three Sects’, Tianxi’s Thirteen Swords, Taixuan’s Nine Classics, Cangwu’s Ten Hidden Palaces or Su Jing, Yin Baishuang herself becoming the master of Xianling City.
That would break a certain balance in the mortal world.
Since it was not what the Empress wished to see, even if she had the qualifications to participate, it would become meaningless.
Yin Baishuang fell silent for a moment and said, “The City Lord’s grand trial of Xianling City?
What is that?”
The man in charge was suddenly speechless, looking at her with an exceedingly surprised gaze, “Miss Yin, you have cultivated for over two hundred years and still do not know what the Xianling City trial is?”
Yin Baishuang suddenly smiled, but that smile seemed more like a delicate skin mask affixed to her face.
There was the form of a smile, but not the genuine sentiment.
She said, “After over two hundred years of cultivation, I’ve only thought about how to marry myself off.
How would I have the time to consider these things?”
The topic was suddenly terrifying.
What to do?
The man felt a chilly sweat break out.
To marry off?
If she were willing to marry, with all the vast Immortal Sects in the mortal world, who would dare to take her?
Two hundred years ago, she was to wed the Taiyuan Ghost Sect, yet before they could even bow to heaven and earth, she pierced the bridegroom with her sword, leaving none alive, dissatisfied as she was!
Even with her unparalleled beauty, who would dare to wed her?
Heaven forbid, you might find a happy union today, only to have your family slaughtered the next!
However, if she was not here for the grand trial, that was truly a relief.
The man, with a forced smile on his face, said, “The Deserted Ghost Mountain is dangerous; I hope Miss Yin takes care.”
He wasn’t really worried about any mishap befalling this miss in the Ghost Mountain.
To others, the Ghost Mountain was dangerous.
But he knew that Yin Baishuang possessed the Central Netherworld’s Black Emperor Jade; with it, even the most ferocious Evil Ghost that approached would be scared to death.
He watched the lady enter the city.
The man wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and sighed in relief, “Thank goodness that plague is gone, I hope I can have a peaceful sleep tonight.”
But suddenly…
The cold wind passed, carrying an edge of killing intent.
Sword chimes pierced through the night sky into the Nine Heavens, and the rolling thunder echoed throughout the long night, causing the entire steppe to quake.
The man turned stiffly, only to see the two colossal guardians fallen to the ground, their giant swords broken in half, shattered pieces of armor scattered all over.
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