“Sacred Bone? Mystic Ice Sacred Bone? No, no, no, Husband, you must be mistaken. How could there possibly be a Sacred Bone inside me…?”
The difference between a Spiritual Bone and a Sacred Bone was just one word—but worlds apart in meaning.
Jiang Lianxin knew very well what a Sacred Bone represented.
Anyone born with one was a peerless prodigy of their generation—an existence even the Heavenly Courts and Emperors would fight over at any cost.
How could someone like her… possibly have a Sacred Bone?
But as she kept speaking, Jiang Lianxin suddenly began to waver.
She recalled the Sevenfold Mystic Spirit Pill her husband had given her yesterday. The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Could it really be… that there was a Sacred Bone inside her?
If someone else had said this, she wouldn’t have believed it at all.
But because it came from her husband’s mouth… she actually started to believe it.
In her eyes, Gu Changqing was no longer some ordinary young master from a small family.
After all, could a mere young master from a minor clan really cure her shattered spiritual bone, something that even pill kings had failed to mend?
Still, Jiang Lianxin didn’t press Gu Changqing about the origin of the Sevenfold Mystic Spirit Pill, or why he was so certain she had a Sacred Bone instead of a Spiritual one.
If her husband wanted to tell her, he naturally would.
And if he didn’t, then he must have had his reasons.
“My dear wife,” Gu Changqing smiled, “now that your Sacred Bone has been restored, you’re destined to become a future Empress. Will you still want a humble man like me, a young master from a small clan?”
Jiang Lianxin immediately flipped over and pinned Gu Changqing beneath her, her beautiful eyes locked onto his.
“Husband, I know you’re just joking. But what I want to say is—everything I have now was given to me by you. No matter if I become a Heavenly Lord or an Empress in the future, I will always be your woman, your wife.”
The once cool and aloof Jiang Lianxin had turned tender and affectionate in front of Gu Changqing.
“If I truly have a Sacred Bone inside me, then from now on—I will be the one to protect you. I’ll be your sword. Whoever you want me to kill, I’ll kill.”
A few simple words carried all the love and devotion she had for Gu Changqing.
“My dear wife, it’s still early… why don’t we…”
Jiang Lianxin understood perfectly what he meant.
Without a word, her soft body pressed down onto him.
A battle was about to begin.
It wasn’t until the afternoon that Gu Changqing and Jiang Lianxin finally got out of bed.
“My dear wife, come—let’s battle another three hundred rounds!”
“Ah… Husband, how about we wait until tomorrow? I’m actually fine, but you…”
Jiang Lianxin’s words made three black lines pop up on Gu Changqing’s forehead.
What the heck!
What kind of thing is that to say?
Just you wait—once I draw a Supreme Bone or Sacred Physique or something like that, you’ll be the one begging for mercy!
“I meant a proper battle of three hundred rounds! Where did your mind go?”
In the courtyard, Gu Changqing and Jiang Lianxin stood facing each other.
He wanted to test his current strength—see where he now stood in terms of power.
And with Jiang Lianxin’s Sacred Physique restored, she was the perfect sparring partner.
True Spirit Realm vs. Tribulation Realm!
It wasn’t arrogance—it was confidence.
With an Emperor-level cultivation method and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Formation, Gu Changqing had every reason to be sure of himself.
He might only be at the fourth level of the True Spirit Realm, but against an average Tribulation Realm cultivator?
They wouldn’t stand a chance.
“A proper battle?” Jiang Lianxin asked.
“Alright then. Husband, shall I suppress my cultivation to the fourth level of True Spirit Realm?”
Now that her Sacred Physique had been restored, the confidence of a former prodigy had returned to Jiang Lianxin.
It wasn’t that she was looking down on her husband.
But within the same cultivation realm, she had never met anyone who could last ten moves against her—not even the Saintess of Canglan Holy Land.
Back then, Jiang Lianxin had defeated her in just five moves.
If that was the case for people of equal strength, how could her husband, who was still a whole realm lower, possibly stand a chance?
Even suppressing herself to True Spirit Realm felt like bullying her husband a little.
Gu Changqing was a bit frustrated—his wife was seriously underestimating him.
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