My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Gu Lan looked at the Beauty List, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. A hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"It seems that my husband has some objections to this list?" Mu Yuyan noticed his expression, smiled knowingly, and raised her delicate face to ask.

Gu Lan shrugged, "This broken list doesn't even have my wife. How can it be accurate? Probably the old Daoist deliberately didn't include my wife to avoid attracting attention. Otherwise, how could my wife not be on the list? The Emperor may not have seen her, but she's at least more beautiful than those vulgar beauties left!"

Mu Yuyan covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes like water, "It seems that in my husband's eyes, his lover is exceptionally beautiful. I am truly nothing special, having ordinary looks..."

Hearing her words, a few teahouse customers nearby looked over, then nodded in agreement, indicating that she was right.

Gu Lan paid no attention and smiled indifferently, "So what? As long as I feel that my wife is the top beauty, that's enough. The female Emperor of the Great Jing, no matter how beautiful, is not even half as good in my eyes!"

This fool...

When the sweet words came out of Gu Lan's mouth, they seemed particularly sincere.

Mu Yuyan smiled like a flower, feeling warm in her heart. She slowly leaned against him, her small head resting on his arm.

The benefits of having a Concealing Spirit Jade were evident here!

What is it called to please oneself in appearance? Her peerless beauty was appreciated by Gu Lan alone, and the world had no qualifications to see it. As for those ignorant rumors, there was no need to pay any attention to them.

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"The last Expert Rankings!"

"The Martial Power List!"

Yunlong Daoist released the final list, dazzling with radiant colors. Stretching lazily on the clouds, he was ready to finish his work and return to Tianji Mountain.

In this world where martial power was supreme, the Martial Power List undoubtedly attracted the most attention. Most people present were eagerly awaiting this list!

"May heaven bless us. As long as our sect leader is on the list, the sect's strength will surely rise by a few levels!"

"Our Martial Academy's genius, I don't know how many will make it to the list this time. I'm so nervous!"

...

In the teahouse, Luan Xiaoyao also straightened her body, closely following the names on the golden list.

Suddenly, after a couple of names fell into the river, a dissatisfied shout rang out.

"Hold on!"

"Tianji Pavilion Master, there might be a mistake in this list!"

A rough-looking man, holding a mountain-splitting axe, said with a strong voice!

Everyone turned their puzzled eyes towards the source of the sound. Yunlong Daoist couldn't ignore the public sentiment. He frowned, halted the golden list, and glanced faintly at the man.

"Guild Master! On this list, there's a disciple of our Martial Academy, Su Cheng, ranked 91st. But a few days ago, we had a match at Baihua Arena, and he is not as good as me! Why am I ranked 98th?"

The rough man questioned. The crowd looked at each other, waiting quietly for Yunlong Daoist to provide an explanation.

"The Martial Power List is not for sparring; you are not as good as him."

"Impossible!"

The rough man angrily retorted, "Unless you give me a reasonable explanation, I won't accept it!"

"Heh... Why does Poor Dao need to explain the Golden List I calculated to you?" Yunlong Daoist squinted, and the terrifying aura of the Peak of the Immortal Stage spread out, creating a frightening atmosphere!

Everyone's heart was pounding. This guy looked like he had drunk yellow soup last night, otherwise, how could he dare to shout at the Tianji Pavilion Master?

Now, they were all implicated!

In the teahouse, Gu Lan waved his hand gently, carefully enveloping his wife with a layer of true energy, ensuring she wouldn't be affected by Yunlong Daoist's actions.

On the other side, a figure in training attire flew out from the riverbank and landed on Baihua Arena, bowing to Yunlong Daoist.

"Master, this student is Su Cheng from Jixia Martial Academy. We only sparred without using full strength before, and I never expected this misunderstanding. Allow me to resolve this matter!"

Yunlong Daoist glanced at him before retracting his pressure. The rough man immediately drew his sword and charged towards Su Cheng.

The ranking on the golden list represented future status and opportunities in the capital. Faced with the temptation of the golden list, he showed no mercy!

However, Su Cheng casually flicked his sleeve, and a thin needle shot out, carrying a sharp aura and directly piercing the rough man's forehead. The latter, caught off guard, was instantly defeated, wearing an expression of disbelief, "You... I thought you used a sword?"

"Sorry, my real killing skill is hidden weapons," Su Cheng apologized. "I wouldn't use it in a friendly match, but in terms of strength, you really can't compare to me."

This statement caused an uproar throughout the audience. Even their killing skills could be considered in determining strength.

There was no longer any doubt about the Golden List created by Tianji Pavilion.

In the Gu teahouse, Luan Xiaoyao and others were getting impatient, wanting to see if they made it into the top ten. They didn't expect such a delay.

"So annoying! None of these men made it to the top ten. I don't know what they're competing for!"

"The prestige of Tianji Pavilion is undoubtedly high. If your ranking is not high, just question it. It's truly incompetent and laughable!"

Luan Xiaoyao's sarcastic remarks were merciless, but in reality, she was firing indiscriminate shots. Many Great Jing cultivators who couldn't make it to the list glanced at her, feeling extremely unhappy.

...

On the Longting River, the golden-list-like banners continued to fall, presenting the names of various martial powerhouses to the onlookers. Just as they approached the top ten:

"Eleventh place, Princess Anqiu, Luan Xiaoyao!"

Seeing this embarrassing rank, the twin-tailed girl in the teahouse was dumbfounded. The impatience on her face turned into shock, leaving only doubt and anger.

"What a broken list! It's obviously fake. This princess doesn't believe it!"

Luan Xiaoyao immediately picked up the Soul Reaper Umbrella and flew out of the teahouse. Neither Ao Hanyi nor Ms Gui could stop her.

Her words full of resentment made the previously unsatisfied cultivators feel amused. She had just mocked others for not making it into the top ten, and now she slapped her own face!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Gu Lan's gaze was also drawn over. He had no feelings toward this unruly little girl. However, he wondered why she chose this moment to confront Yunlong Daoist, looking rather reckless.

"Old Daoist, your list is completely inaccurate. I think you shouldn't release it in the future!"

Luan Xiaoyao exclaimed in anger.

"Oh?" Yunlong Daoist's eyes twinkled, and he smiled at her, nodding slightly, "So, you are Princess Anqiu of Northern Ming..."

"It's enough to know who this princess is!"

Luan Xiaoyao questioned, "I say your list is inaccurate... The first positions on every list are empty. Is it deliberate, leaving them for your Consecrator? Even if he is strong, he can't always be the first. Why not remove him and re-rank?"

After she finished speaking, before Yunlong Daoist could respond, laughter erupted from below.

"I recognize her, Princess of Northern Ming. She was beaten up a few days ago by a female swordsman who admired Consecrator. Looks like she's still sulking!"

"Acting domineering when she threatened to come and make trouble in our Great Jing. Is this all she can do? She has learned about the manners of Northern Ming!"

"She even wants the Guild Master to remove our Great Jing's number one person just so she can enter the top ten? What a delusion!"

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