Volume 11, Chapter 769 – I Call You “Wife”, You Call Me “Wife” Too

After that, disguised as a man again with her little lover, they went to the best brothel in Wuye City, planning to hire a dozen of the finest singers and dancers to liven up the Immortal Alliance’s funeral feast.

“Two young masters, do you know what keeps a brothel thriving? The girls! That’s right,  only if the girls are truly excellent can the business flourish. Our Baihua Brothel is the largest in Wuye City; the girls’ quality speaks for itself, so naturally our wages are higher.”

The brothel madam boasted as usual to raise the price.

“Enough, enough, spare us the speech. We’ll take twelve girls, two singers and ten dancers. Just name your price.”

Qi Huang asked impatiently.

“One hundred taels of silver per person, but that’s only for a single day’s work. If the patron wishes to hire them long-term, that price applies as well.”

The madam opened her mouth wide.

“Ten taels a day for one person? You might as well go—”

Cheng Hongling immediately got excited. Ten taels could buy a cow on the cultivation continent; if that was only a day’s wage for one person, she refused to be taken for a fool.

“Ahem ahem…”

Qi Huang quickly cleared her throat twice, then said, “Ten taels it is; we’re not short on money.”

“Having money doesn’t mean you should be taken for a fool. If you really have nowhere to spend it, hand the wages to me directly. I’ll bring a few sisters to perform. I guarantee we’ll dance better than any of those singers and dancers.”

Cheng Hongling volunteered herself.

“Ah?”

Qi Huang froze on the spot.

“You dance? Heh, patron, are you planning to dance or cast spells? If you dance, won’t you send the millions of Wuye City’s citizens running away? The banquet would turn into a funeral.”

The madam sneered viciously.

‘Convenient, I’m literally staging a funeral.’

Qi Huang muttered in private.

“How dare you insult me?”

Cheng Hongling exploded. If it weren’t for the fact that the person beside her had become notorious for her mischief and brought fame to her face, she would have immediately ripped off her hood and slapped the madam hard.

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“May I ask who the patron is—”

The madam asked curiously.

“She insulted me. Are you still planning to hire this brothel’s singers and dancers?”

Cheng Hongling didn’t wait for an answer and turned to Qi Huang.

“Let’s go!”

Qi Huang didn’t hesitate; he took Cheng Hongling’s jade-like hand and left.

“Patron, don’t go! I was wrong! Won’t an apology do? How about five taels a day per person?”

The madam panicked, bowing and pleading.

Qi Huang remained silent; she absolutely could not tolerate anyone insulting her little wife.

“How about one tael a day per person then?”

The madam, feeling the pain in her purse, asked.

“Deal!”

Cheng Hongling decisively withdrew her hand and, linking arms with the madam as if old friends, went back inside.

Qi Huang turned her head mechanically, her mind blank for a long moment before her thinking returned: “So you were haggling!”

Not long after, Qi Huang followed Cheng Hongling out of the brothel.

Cheng Hongling had successfully bargained; she was in a good mood.

“I say, wife, was it necessary to haggle like that? Ten taels per person for a day, we aren’t short of that money.”

Qi Huang transmitted the thought with some speechlessness.

“Was I haggling? I was saving your face! Money is a small matter; the point is not to be taken as a fool! If you agreed so easily, wouldn’t people look at you as an idiot? From then on they’d view you with three parts contempt. Are you pleased with that?”

Cheng Hongling spoke earnestly.

“I see. Wife, you always think things through.”

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Qi Huang suddenly realized and had to admit she’d been thoughtless.

“Good. Wife, from now on, listen to your husband more and you won’t go wrong.”

Cheng Hongling showed a touch of pride.

“I call you ‘wife’ and you call me ‘wife’ too? Is that alright? We’ve argued so long; there should be a result. Or, in light of the fact I used to be a man, maybe you can call me ‘husband’ instead?”

Qi Huang asked in a conciliatory tone.

“I think that’s fine. You call me ‘wife’, I call you ‘wife’. We’ll be co-wives, no one forces the other, living in harmony. Isn’t that right?”

Cheng Hongling refused to compromise.

“Ah, right right right.”

Qi Huang was somewhat helplessly amused.

News that Qi Huang intended to destroy the Immortal Alliance spread quickly and instantly detonated the cultivation world.

“Our Alliance Master just announced wiping out the Honghua Sect on the first day of the seventh month, and she posts a proclamation saying she will destroy the Immortal Alliance on the thirtieth of the sixth month, this is blatant provocation. It’s hard to imagine a woman could be so reckless. I want to rip her to pieces right now.”

In the Immortal Alliance’s main hall, Lu Lin’s eye twitched with fury.

“Master, don’t be angry. If she plans to come die early, we can save the trouble of a long journey.”

Elder Cao advised soothingly.

“That may be, but this woman’s cultivation can’t be underestimated. With the Huarong Sect’s Immortal Might protecting her, we’ll need the full support of the elder generation from the immortal clans.”

Lu Lin pleaded politely. Though powerful, he could not match Immortal Might, so he had to be humble before the clan elders.

“Don’t worry, Alliance Master Lu. You are kin to my Jingtian Sect; the blood of the Xiao family runs in you. I, Xiao Shi, will do my utmost to help.”

An elder from Jingtian Sect spoke up.

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“Alliance Master Lu, my elder brother Cao Hong died by that demon woman’s hand. Rest assured, the Cao family will not let this go.”

Cao Kun ground his teeth.

“Elder Cao, why don’t you contact your family now and directly use your Immortal Might to destroy Huarong Sect’s immortal stele?”

Lu Lin suggested.

“Uh… Alliance Master Lu, you should know that to destroy an immortal stele requires the vital blood of a Heavenly Tribulation Realm expert to activate. My clan brother Cao Hong is old and frail; he likely couldn’t withstand such a drain.”

Cao Kun explained awkwardly. He knew that for the Cao family to secure its position as the top immortal clan, they could not be without a Heavenly Tribulation Realm powerhouse.

“What about the Heavenly Tribulation Realm experts from the other immortal clans?”

Lu Lin shifted his gaze to the other elders from immortal families.

Those elders wore troubled expressions and bowed their heads; for aged, frail individuals, vital blood was essentially nonrenewable. Using it was tantamount to spending life.

“Huff…”

Lu Lin sucked in a displeased breath.

“Alliance Master Lu, why worry? It’s just a master-grade immortal stele. If she dares strike at us, the Cao family’s stele will naturally counterattack; the effect will be the same.”

Cao Kun hurried to save face.

“Indeed, among the nine immortal clans there are five steles stronger than Huarong Sect’s. With us present you need not concern yourself.”

Elder Xiao of the Jingtian Sect also reassured him.

“Then that’s settled.”

Lu Lin had to give up the plan to take the initiative and changed the subject. “Everyone, didn’t I recently ask you to send idle disciples into the territories of those rebel forces to cause trouble? Why is there no feedback? Where are they?”

“Master, the disciples we sent to the Leiting Kingdom vanished like cattle sinking into the mud, completely lost.”

A trembling voice answered.

“Master, ours sent to the Taiping State are the same.”

“Those sent to the Western Radiance Dynasty likewise!”

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“Even those sent to the Mingyue Empire lost contact just as they were about to act.”

One by one came frustrated reports.

“What?”

Lu Lin jumped up, disbelief on his face, and the hall erupted.

“Alliance Master Lu, could it be that Cheng Hongling anticipated our revenge and arranged masters in advance to guard her allies?”

Cao Kun speculated.

“Makes sense… I was too naive.”

Lu Lin inhaled deeply.

“Impossible. We sent many disciples, and several had late-stage Incarnation Realm cultivation. Where would Cheng Hongling find so many masters to defend multiple countries simultaneously, and do it so flawlessly?”

Elder Xiao of the Jingtian Sect raised doubts.

“That too, unless she has five or six Heavenly Tribulation Realm experts, each guarding a nation. Obviously impossible.”

Lu Lin nodded thoughtfully.

“Besides, many of the people we sent wore specially made garments of Nine Nether Demon Cats pelts that divine sense couldn’t detect. Even if she did have many Heavenly Tribulation Realm masters helping, they couldn’t prevent our disciples from getting a chance to act.”

Elder Kang added.

“That’s strange. Then how did they suddenly vanish?”

Lu Lin was baffled.

“Master, what should we do next? Keep sending people to harass them?”

Elder Kang asked in puzzlement.

“If we don’t understand the reason, sending more is like throwing meat to a dog. Stop for now. Everyone replenish your strength and wait for them to come and die on the thirtieth of this month.”

Lu Lin said after some thought.