HLnovel Chapter 439 Siblings from the same mother, bound by fate
Chapter 439 Siblings from the same mother, bound by fate
"You're not talking about Lin Qi, are you?"
The inner demon within her consciousness spoke softly, and saw Xue Lan nod.
Xue Lan was somewhat gloating:
"The Lin family is plotting to obtain Lianchuan's Ice Spirit Root. They need tools made of Vermilion Bird Spirit Iron to smelt it. I don't believe they didn't make preparations beforehand."
"I don't want to offend the Feather Clan right away, especially since I still need Lei Chuxi and Zhu Lingzhi's help, but the Lin family..."
The woman's laughter vanished instantly, like a cheerful stream suddenly freezing into ice.
"I wouldn't mind slaughtering your entire family!"
"Master!"
An aged voice interrupted Xue Lan's conversation with her inner demon; it was Nie Jing who spoke:
"If the workshop master wants to forge a smelting furnace, I suggest that we wait until that fellow Daoist Lin completes the trial of the Heavenly Forging Hammer, and then use the power of the Heavenly Forging Hammer to forge materials."
"After being forged by the Heavenly Forging Hammer, the quality of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Iron has been further improved, making it foolproof!"
Xue Lan nodded: "That's absolutely right."
Lord Wolf is not stupid. Although he is also a master craftsman, he is no match for the masters in the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop.
“In that case, besides the Vermilion Bird Spirit Iron, you should also find other materials containing spiritual fire,” Wang Jingchun said.
Xue Lan nodded again.
The masters of Wan Gong Fang began a lively discussion in front of Xue Lan, each offering their own insights.
From the discussion of material composition to the color of the smelting furnace.
During this time, Xue Lan remained silent, only nodding repeatedly.
In the end, Jiu Sheng delivered a critical hit with his rattan cane.
"Master!" the old man's voice was authoritative: "Were you even listening?"
Xue Lan rubbed her forehead, which had been slapped, and said in a somewhat aggrieved voice:
"How could I not have been listening carefully? Didn't I respond to every single word?"
Jiu Sheng rolled his eyes at her: "You responded to everything you said, meaning you nodded no matter what color or who was speaking, right?"
Xue Lan's voice suddenly became much softer:
"I'm not...I didn't..."
"I wonder how Lin Su is doing! I'm going to go check on him!"
The workshop owner ignored him and took off running, heading towards the outside of the main training ground. He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Master Qin looked outside, then at Jiusheng, and finally asked a question from the bottom of his heart:
"Ninth Master, is she truly the eldest lord of the wolf clan?"
Jiu Sheng sighed: "I'm starting to have my doubts too!"
Xue Lan activated his Void Stepping technique and ran all the way from the main training ground to Hidden Sword Mountain. He sat down on a rock at the top of the mountain and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When weapon cultivators discuss matters together, it can be more terrifying than when sword cultivators fight. It's best not to utter a single word of rebuttal.
Xue Lan already knew this.
Since you've said you're here to see Lin Su, you should do something practical and not give him any leverage.
Xue Lan plans to contact Xue Tong!
On the official road seventy miles from Wuci Town in the Great Yu Dynasty, a young girl in a fur coat watched as the blood of the assassin seeped inch by inch into the snow beneath her, her expression icy.
"Your Highness, there are a total of eighteen assassins, all of them are here." The guard behind him stepped forward to report. Xue Tong nodded slowly, drew his sword and turned around, and saw Yu Shu peeking out from the carriage.
Yu Shu's voice was cold and succinct: "Whose person?"
Xue Tong sheathed her longsword: "Anyway, he's not Second Brother's man. If it were him, he wouldn't be so easy to deal with."
Yu Shu sighed softly, jumped down from the carriage, and held a small hand warmer in her hand.
Xue Tong reached out to help her, but the woman calmly brushed him off.
Yu Shu's elegant skirt fell to the ground, stained with a bright red stain, but the woman didn't care at all and walked straight to the corpse.
The woman's soft, fair hands gently removed the mask from the assassin's face, and she reached behind his ear to place the delicate little heater on it.
A moment later, Xue Tong saw a small plum blossom mark appear behind the assassin's ear.
"They are my brother's men."
Yu Shu seemed to have finally realized something, sighed softly, and turned to look at the carriage that had been stabbed by the assassin during the fight.
The woman's voice was filled with bitterness: "We are siblings from the same mother, bound by the same fate."
In the power struggles within the royal family, she was merely a younger sister.
She was just a younger sister who was not favored by her father.
"I just want to...live well!"
Xue Tong wanted to go up and comfort Yu Shu when she suddenly heard a familiar voice:
"Xiao Tong, Xiao Tong, are you there?"
"If you call me that again, I'll go outside and hit you!"
"What's wrong with her?" Xue Lan searched her mind for the new words she had learned from Xue Tong:
"He's turned evil?"
"Almost!" Xue Tong's voice was tinged with fatigue.
"We have already found four old men along the way. As soon as they returned to the capital, they started clamoring for reforms at the behest of the old emperor."
"There was a commotion in the court, and no one dared to make a move under the old emperor's nose, so they had to send someone to block the last one."
"Xing Lingchong, the former Imperial Censor of Wuci Town, is the last official I wish to invite back."
Xue Lan couldn't help but laugh: "This is an old acquaintance of mine, a very gentle old man."
When teaching her how to mend porcelain, I spoke softly and gently.
Xue Tong sneered: "Gentle?"
Xue Lan realized she might have misunderstood something, and the woman's voice sounded somewhat weak:
"Did I said wrong thing?"
Xue Tong leaped onto the carriage and plopped down next to Yu Shu.
"This seemingly gentle Lord Xing, before leaving the capital, went to court three times and cursed the old emperor to his nose each time. He almost jumped onto the dragon throne. In the end, he forced the old emperor to smash his scepter during the morning court session. Only then was he ordered to retire and return to his hometown, Wuci Town."
Xue Lan felt the world was somewhat surreal, and the woman quickly spoke up:
"No, let me have a moment!"
Is she referring to Grandpa Xing Lingchong? Why is she different from the one on my side?
Xue Tong secretly rolled her eyes:
"This Lord Xing and his wife are very affectionate; he's willing to put on an act in front of his wife!"
Xue Lan immediately understood that Grandma Lu had been by her side the whole time she was learning how to mend porcelain.
The woman couldn't help but sigh:
"Truly... appearances can be deceiving."
"But since the princes are determined to prevent Xing Lingchong from returning to the capital, why don't they just go directly to him? Why not stage a bandit murder or something?"
"You think they didn't think about it?" Xue Tong said irritably.
The girl pointed silently to Yu Shu on the side:
"The child's suspicious father had already sent people to protect the adults."
"Throughout the entire process, only the two of us, the princesses who were personally appointed, faced the risk of assassination."
Xue Lan comforted her, "You've worked hard!"
Xue Tong nodded: "Yes, I've worked hard!"
The carriage swayed and rattled along the official road, and the bodies of the assassins were soon buried by the heavy snow and disappeared into the vast天地 (heaven and earth).
Yu Shu held a hand warmer in her hand, rubbing the delicate patterns on it against her palm.
The person next to me was asleep, their body swaying with the movement of the carriage, the sword they were holding occasionally bumping against the carriage, making a crisp sound.
The guards' voices came from outside the carriage:
"Your Highness! We have arrived at Wuci Town."
With no one around her moving, Yu Shu turned to wake Xue Tong, only to be met with a pair of exceptionally clear eyes.
"You're not asleep?" The woman's voice was full of astonishment.
"I thought you were going to cry, but I didn't expect you to pretend you didn't hear me the whole way." Xue Tong stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and jumped down.
"Since you didn't cry, then move forward well."
"Fifth Sister, we've arrived!"