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My Wife Climbs the Wall (Author: Lian Zhi Qing Ting)
Chapter 1 The Enchantress's Wedding
In today's martial arts world, who is considered the number one sect of the demonic path?
Ask ten people, and all ten will answer without hesitation: Cangming Water Pavilion. But the eleventh person might say: Youming Sect—clearly, this eleventh person has some hearing problems.
Among the dense text on the Demonic Path Cangming Ranking is this line: The Number One Evil Cult in the Demonic Path - Youming Heaven.
Therefore, compared to Cangming Shuixie, the largest sect in the demonic path that is both righteous and evil, Youming Sect may not be as large, but it is a genuine "demonic cult".
Those who know about the Netherworld Cult will naturally know about the Netherworld Heaven and the Blissful Heaven, and those who know about the Netherworld Heaven will also know about the Eight Guardians of the Netherworld Heaven—and a little tail of the Eight Guardians.
This tail is [Kalavinka], Ningxian.
—Zhanzhou, a small gang—
The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was cloudless. The weather was warm, but in the courtyard of a small manor, a slight chill could be felt.
The cracking of whips rose and fell incessantly, while a lazy, nonchalant voice counted, "Seventy-eight, seventy-nine... Hey, gang leader, haven't you decided yet? In this heat, how long do you want me to keep counting... Seventy... Huh? Where was I?"
In the courtyard near the entrance to the main hall, there stood a carved wooden armchair. The woman in the chair appeared to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure. She wore a light black satin dress covered with a layer of black gauze, with subtle green vine patterns adorning the collar, hem, and belt. Her face was delicate and charming, her expression languid, yet with a hint of wickedness. Against the backdrop of her black attire, she resembled a flower yet to fully bloom in the night—was it pure and innocent, or bewitching and seductive? It left much to the imagination.
Seemingly impatient, he thought for a moment, then said, "Since you've forgotten, let's start counting from the beginning—"
"No—no, Lord Jialing, please spare my son!"
Beside her, a thin man in his forties, covered in cold sweat, pleaded anxiously, glancing from time to time at the young man in the yard whose back had been whipped and was now a mangled mess.
The woman in black glanced at him casually and said, "Chief Du, I know you dote on your youngest son, but Youmingtian is not a benevolent philanthropist. Your eldest son ran away after owing money. Either you pay it back for him, or... we'll just have to get it back in our own way. If we can't get the money back, we don't care if he loses his life."
Chief Du knew very well that Youmingtian meant what he said. Ignoring the sweat on his face, he cried out in despair, "Two hundred thousand taels of silver...where am I supposed to get that kind of money in such a short time..."
"It's 250,000 taels. Please don't forget the interest."
Before the Demonic Sect's Netherworld Heaven, what room did a small gang like his have to bargain? It was truly a sin to have raised such a spendthrift son, who caused trouble for himself and implicated his family and younger brother! He could kick his eldest son out, but this youngest son was his only heir... Gritting his teeth, he said, "Lord Jialing, I offer the land deed of our sect as collateral, please have mercy and spare my son!" He hurriedly sent someone to fetch the land deed and presented it with both hands.
The woman in black glanced at it twice to confirm it was correct, then hesitated and said, "Chief Du, I think you understand that even if you mortgage this land deed, it's only worth 100,000 taels..."
"Yes, I will definitely find a way—"
"Alright," she stood up from the chair, lazily stretching and loosening her limbs. "It's so hot, I'm tired of counting. I'll take the land deed back first. As for the remaining silver—well, your gang will temporarily submit to Youmingtian and be under my name. That way, I can report back easily. You can pay back the silver slowly. Once it's all paid off, your gang will be free again. But according to the rules, you have to pay a year's 'annual fee' for every year you're under my name, understand?"
"Thank you, Lord Jialing!"
"Come on, now that we've reached an agreement, have me sign all the 'sell the gang,' 'sell the body,' 'sell the house,' and 'sell the person,' because I need to go back and report."
Chief Du seemed to age ten years
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