A Wife’s Reward and a Desolate Village

It was late at night when Xia Yi and Bing Yingying finally reached their destination.

“Hmm~”

After the camp was set, Bing Yingying, nestled in his embrace, let out a languid groan and opened her beautiful eyes.

Her lithe, alluring body stirred gently within Xia Yi’s arms.

“Yingying, are you awake?”

Noticing her movement, Xia Yi lowered his gaze to the fairy in his arms, who, having just awakened, was now smiling sweetly back at him.

“Hehe, my dear husband, you’ve worked hard.”

Having rested the entire journey, Bing Yingying was now fully revitalized.

“It’s no hardship with my wife by my side.”

Xia Yi offered a faint smile, continuing to manipulate his spirit swords with the Great Evolution Myriad Sword Canon to prepare their camp.

The journey had only strengthened Xia Yi’s conviction to develop a cultivation-era ‘fighter jet,’ a creation he believed would greatly simplify his future undertakings.

Moreover, he wouldn’t have to worry about his wives’ restlessness causing a crash.

Truth be told, Xia Yi had yet to experience the sensation of ‘airborne tremors’—why was he feeling a slight anticipation?

If he could persuade Yingying to fashion a uniform, wouldn’t that make it even more thrilling?

“My dear husband, what mischievous thoughts are you harboring?”

Bing Yingying’s delicate voice pulled Xia Yi from his reverie, as he felt the warm, soft touch of her hand on his cheek.

Xia Yi then confided his thoughts to Bing Yingying.

“Is my husband suggesting he wants to build a miniature immortal vessel?”

Xia Yi nodded. “It’s essentially the same idea, though there are still some aspects I haven’t quite grasped yet.”

Indeed, while the most complex control system of a ‘fighter jet’ could be replaced by a method akin to sword-flight, Xia Yi remained utterly clueless about the array formations required to propel it.

Furthermore, Xia Yi currently had no idea where to acquire the core components necessary for constructing an immortal vessel.

“Hmm… then why doesn’t my husband inquire at the Myriad Treasure Pavilion? Perhaps they have what you need.”

“Myriad Treasure Pavilion?”

In Hanhai City, Xia Yi had once asked Xuan Shen and Chi Danzi about it, receiving a reply that they would need to confirm.

However, with Li Junying’s arrival, Xia Yi had forgotten all about it and traveled directly to the Azure Feather Immortal Sect.

Now, prompted by Bing Yingying’s reminder, Xia Yi finally recalled his identity as a first-rank guest elder of the Myriad Treasure Pavilion.

“I had completely forgotten about the Myriad Treasure Pavilion until you mentioned it. I’m truly grateful for your reminder, Yingying.”

“Hehe, actually, the Myriad Treasure Pavilion is the largest immortal vessel rental company, you know.

Most of the immortal vessels we commonly see are crafted by them.”

“Eh?! Even the immortal vessel we took to the Azure Feather Immortal Sect?”

“Of course.

The Azure Feather Immortal Sect also has an affiliated city—Qingyu City.

The Myriad Treasure Pavilion, being a partner of the sect, has an establishment there.

Coincidentally, one of our commissions is located in Qingyu City, so we can visit it along the way.”

Only after Bing Yingying’s explanation did Xia Yi remember that one of the commissions he had accepted was indeed in Qingyu City.

He had initially assumed Qingyu City was merely a settlement trying to capitalize on the Azure Feather Immortal Sect’s fame, never expecting it to have a genuine connection.

“Yingying, you truly are a wonderful wife.

Without you, your husband would still be fretting over this matter.”

“Then, my dear husband, how do you intend to reward your good wife~”

“Hmm…”

After a moment’s contemplation, Xia Yi decided to indulge his wife’s ‘alphabet’ preference that night, allowing Bing Yingying to be a true queen for once.

Their mutual understanding was reciprocal; as Bing Yingying unveiled a ‘new world’ for him, Xia Yi also became aware of some of his wife’s particular predilections.

He then whispered the details of his ‘reward’ into Bing Yingying’s ear.

The more Xia Yi spoke, the brighter Bing Yingying’s eyes shone.

Concurrently, a flush slowly crept across her beautiful face, and her breathing grew heavier.

“My husband, are you truly willing? Won’t you find it humiliating?”

“Hmm… perhaps a little.

But if it’s for you, Yingying, it doesn’t matter…”

Pausing slightly, Xia Yi’s lips brushed against Bing Yingying’s delicate, small earlobe as he whispered.

“Yingying, you are my very best wife.”

“Hehe, my husband actually enjoys being trodden upon.

What a little fish of a husband you are! ♡~”

****

The next morning, Bing Yingying, radiant and invigorated from a night of queenly treatment, emerged from the tent.

Xia Yi followed close behind, faint footprints still visible on his face.

“Husband, I recall one of our commissions involves investigating the disappearance of ordinary disciples, doesn’t it?”

Bing Yingying looped her arm through Xia Yi’s, gazing at the small village nestled below the mountain as she asked.

“That’s right.

However, for over ten ordinary disciples to consecutively vanish from a mortal village within the Azure Feather Immortal Sect’s jurisdiction… this village is likely far from simple.”

Despite the passing night, Xia Yi still felt that slick, soft sensation in his mouth, accompanied by a faint taste of the ocean.

“According to the description, among those dozen or so disciples, some were even at the Mid Foundation Establishment stage.”

Bing Yingying tidied up their camp’s belongings, all while speaking.

“This implies that our opponents are likely at the Late Foundation Establishment stage, or perhaps even Golden Core realm cultivators.

We must proceed with caution.”

This was precisely why they had chosen to set up camp outside the village.

It was certainly not so they could be more uninhibited when engaging in ‘mischievous’ activities.

After Xia Yi and Bing Yingying discussed their plan, they flew towards the village below the mountain.

The moment they stepped into the village, both felt a chilling, eerie wind sweep past them.

The village before them was terrifyingly silent, as if it were a ghost town.

There were no pedestrians, no domestic animals, and no lights.

Even in broad daylight, with the scorching sun overhead, the entire village seemed shrouded in shadow.

Xia Yi and Bing Yingying exchanged a glance, then split up according to their plan.

Xia Yi was to enter the village for investigation, while Bing Yingying would stand guard outside.

Drawing his spirit sword, Xia Yi cautiously stepped into the desolate village.

“Bang.”

A slight touch caused a wooden door to instantly collapse to the ground, producing the only sound in the stillness.

Xia Yi’s brow furrowed slightly; the sect disciples had only been missing for about a month.

Yet, these houses appeared to have aged by several years at least.

This was far from good news.

Following the freshest traces, Xia Yi eventually arrived before a brand-new mansion.

This residence was not only new but also adorned with vibrant red ‘囍’ characters, and two blood-red lanterns hung from its door, emitting a faint, eerie crimson glow.

Even under the bright daylight, Xia Yi could clearly discern the blood-red radiance emanating from the lanterns.

Xia Yi looked up above the mansion, only to see an auspicious aura of seven colors.

Above the deathly silent village, there was an expanse of multicolored auspiciousness.

This combination appeared utterly bizarre, no matter how one looked at it.

While the heavens displayed colorful auspiciousness, the ground below was barren and desolate, covered in decaying wood and rotting leaves.

Xia Yi activated his Purification power, meticulously observing his surroundings, yet he found nothing unusual.

Despite the place being overtly strange, he could detect no specific oddities.

Having no other choice, Xia Yi pushed open the gates of the ‘囍’ mansion and stepped inside.