My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

After a moment, the phoenix spread its wings on the top of the Misty Rain Building, and the flowing fire lines painted the twilight sky exceptionally dazzling as it carried Gu Lan away gracefully.

The Nightwalkers below were all astonished! Some of them had heard about the news of the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator riding a phoenix in Shuzhou, and suddenly everything made sense.

"This powerful figure is actually the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator?"

"The person revered and flattered by everyone in the major dynasties and the martial world... actually came to our Misty Rain Building?"

"Hiss!"

Everyone was shocked. Fortunately, today, the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator needed them for a task, which gave them some value. Otherwise, the destruction of the building would probably have happened in minutes!

Looking at the departing phoenix, Yin Liang's eyes showed fear and resentment. At this moment, a dark iron arrow flew down from the top floor, piercing through his forehead and nailing him to the ground.

Simultaneously, with Li Xiong's warning, "He said that today's events should be completely forgotten, and no one is allowed to mention it again in the future!"

"Yes!"

The crowd felt a sudden tension and hurriedly responded.

...

That night, in the Great Yu Imperial City.

At the first light of dawn in the east, Li Xiong flew out from the wall of the Crown Prince's Residence, blood flowing like a river inside.

"Fortunately, I have already cultivated to the mid-stage of the Immortal Realm. Otherwise, if I had failed, that person would definitely have vented his anger on our Misty Rain Building!"

Li Xiong didn't dare to linger too much and directly used the Nightwalker's secret technique to vanish into the shadows.

In the early morning, the bloody smell filled the entire street within the Crown Prince's Residence. Emperor Yu and some ministers hurriedly arrived, including the Third Prince.

Seeing the arrows pierced into the body of the eldest son, Emperor Yu's eyes turned red.

"It's Li Xiong of the Nightwalkers!!"

"Father, should we go and avenge the Crown Prince? The Nightwalkers have been causing trouble in the martial world for too long. This is an opportunity to avenge our elder brother!"

The Third Prince spoke indignantly, but there was an unmistakable joy in his eyes. Two obstacles were gone, and the throne was now within easy reach.

Emperor Yu looked at his third son, a flash of fierce anger in his eyes, and pulled him over, "Did you... kill your elder brother?"

The Third Prince was terrified, "Father, I dare not! Moreover, I can't possibly mobilize someone as formidable as Li Xiong!"

This statement made Emperor Yu sober up a bit.

He put down the trembling Third Prince and murmured to himself, "That's right, anyone who can mobilize Li Xiong must be extraordinary. This formidable expert... might have already set their sights on our Great Yu imperial family!"

"What has the Crown Prince done recently?"

Emperor Yu asked a strategist brought with him, who was an aide from the Crown Prince's Residence.

The strategist recalled and said, "Recently, the Crown Prince dispatched people from the Tianyang Sacred Ground to assassinate the young prodigy of the Great Jing..."

"The Great Jing! As expected, it's that damned Great Jing!"

Emperor Yu gasped for breath, his eyes filled with malice. Then, with a single palm, he turned the strategist into a pile of minced flesh.

"It's all your bad ideas that caused the death of my son!"

If it weren't for Grand Master's intervention, he would have personally led the troops against the Great Jing. Both of his sons died consecutively at the hands of the Great Jing! However, now he could only resort to some mysterious arts to retaliate against the Great Jing.

"Third son!"

Emperor Yu suddenly turned around.

"I'm here, Father!"

"In these days, you must be honest and not provoke the experts of the Great Jing. The past of your brothers is right in front of you... Take it as a warning!"

Emperor Yu was afraid that he would lose his last son and stared with a thousand warnings.

"Yes..."

The Third Prince agreed. Suddenly, a chill ran through his heart as he thought of something... Thousand-Face Woman, it seems like he just sent her to the Great Jing's capital city! This... should not be a problem, right?

...

Two days later.

The capital city was particularly lively this day, especially on the Changting River. Countless painted boats and pleasure boats surrounded the Baihua Arena.

Numerous colorful ribbons floated out of the Dulcet Pavilion by the river, and the delicate and melodious sounds of the stage, along with the harmonious tunes of the zither, outlined the festive scene.

This was the day when the Tianji Pavilion announced the Wind and Cloud Ranking to the world!

In just a list, it represented the opportunity for literati to become famous and for cultivators to make a name for themselves in the immortal world!

At present, the people from the Tianji Pavilion had not arrived yet. People were still waiting here, listening to the opera, drinking tea, or engaging in martial arts.

At the Gu teahouse.

Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan were still sitting in their previous positions on the second floor, enjoying the tranquil view of the river from the balcony. The teahouse they owned was comfortable and elegant.

"Master Gu, will you be on the ranking later?"

Since Mu Yuyan made it clear that she knew Gu Lan's identity, she enjoyed listening to his stories and achievements as the "number one expert in the world," even though she had known these things before.

"Perhaps."

Gu Lan chuckled softly. Feeling Daoist Yunlong's character, he was likely to be on the list, but he knew he didn't want to be in the limelight, and Yunlong would handle it properly.

"Master Gu is so powerful; you must be at the top of the Wind and Cloud Ranking!"

Mu Yuyan's phoenix eyes curved slightly, and she said with a soft laugh.

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While the two were being affectionate, a loud sound of wooden clapping on a table attracted the attention of everyone in the teahouse. Experience more on empire

Gu Lan glanced downstairs, helplessly rubbing his forehead. "It's that annoying storyteller again. What's wrong with Old Yang? Why do we still invite him?"

The memories of the last time he bragged about himself were vivid. The most uncomfortable part was that he couldn't resist and joined in with a few boasts.

After coming clean with his wife, Gu Lan wished that this matter would never be brought up again, especially not to remind his wife of it; otherwise, it would be so awkward. And now, it was happening right in front of him.

Seeing Gu Lan's appearance of fearing mockery, Mu Yuyan couldn't help but hold back a laugh. She lightly tapped his shoulder with her jade-like hand and said, "Old Yang is also here to make a profit for the teahouse. Besides, isn't what he says quite interesting?"

"You're really amazing, my husband!"

Gu Lan fell into silence.

For some reason, listening to his wife praise him felt entirely different from that annoying storyteller.

Well, indeed... his wife was a mortal, and no matter how he boasted, she wouldn't see through it. She wasn't a cultivator, so how could she know how absurd the storyteller's tales were?

Not now, and probably not in the future!

As Gu Lan thought this through, he felt a lot less embarrassed. The storyteller was now energetically narrating, unsurprisingly focusing on the achievements of the Tianji Pavilion Consecrator!

A stack of scripts lay on the table, some of which contained stories Gu Lan himself was unaware of, but if they were popular, he would just play along!

Gu Lan withdrew his gaze and suddenly saw three familiar figures on a table on the first floor: Luan Xiaoyao, Little Dragon Maiden, and Ms Gui!

"It's a small world. They were here last time too. Today, they might be waiting for the Expert Rankings..."

Gu Lan casually took a sip of tea.

...

"Hanyi, after the Wind and Cloud Ranking is over, I should return to Northern Ming... Do you want to come with me, or will you continue looking for that stinky Consecrator here?"

Luan Xiaoyao, listening to the storyteller praising Gu Lan, pouted in frustration.

Hanyi tapped the tea cup gently with her slender and fair fingers, her beautiful eyes fixed on the swaying tea water as before. "I won't go. I came out to help my clan find Auntie..."

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"Well... I won't."

Hanyi pursed her lips and said earnestly, "We dragons have an innate divinity, and our premonitions are accurate. I feel like I'm about to find a clue!"

"Alright."

Luan Xiaoyao shrugged helplessly.

"And you, what about you? You came for the Expert Rankings. How high do you want to rank?"

Hanyi's beautiful eyes sparkled, showing her concern for her only friend in the mortal world.

"Top ten!"

"Each generation's top ten will be listed on the Celestial Monument, that is the real way to become famous throughout the world. It's what I, Luan Xiaoyao, want – to be renowned throughout the world!"