Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 269 Breakthrough

Yang Silang coughed and, steeling himself, opened the door.

Sure enough, two figures and two horses appeared outside.

Fu Hongying was wearing a cloak, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she looked travel-worn; behind her sat a woman.

The woman wore a veil and a conical hat with the brim turned down, making it difficult to see her eyes clearly.

At this moment, she stretched out her slender hand to put the straw hat on top, immediately revealing a pair of phoenix eyes. Those eyes seemed to speak, and wherever they looked, they were full of charm.

Yang Silang shivered.

He knew perfectly well that his spiritual intuition was infallible, but he only gave up hope after seeing it with his own eyes.

At that moment, he even had the urge to clean house.

"Red Tassel..." Yang Silang gritted his teeth, his murderous intent rising.

Fu Hongying sensed something was wrong, but she didn't know how she had offended her master.

I accompanied my master's wife all the way south. Even if I don't deserve credit, I certainly put in a lot of hard work. Why is my master so cold and displeased?

Combined with the master's guilty look.

Fu Hongying has a vivid imagination; she imagines her father having a mistress and being caught by her mother, and he would have the same expression.

She glanced behind Yang Silang, her eyes already showing suspicion.

Has Master found himself another mistress? Is he keeping her as a mistress while his master is away?

Yang Silang was unaware that his eldest disciple was letting her thoughts wander, otherwise he would have definitely let her know what kind of kind concern came from her master.

He was about to reprimand Fu Hongying.

He watched as Hu Jiaoniang reached out her hand to him, her voice ethereal.

"Husband, help me down."

Yang Silang shivered, forced a smile, and stood there for a few moments, about to say, "Your Majesty, please don't joke with me."

His cold voice was felt in his very soul.

"Hurry up..."

"I'm holding up my hand, sleepy..."

Yang Silang immediately jogged forward a couple of steps, carefully stretched out his hand, and even deliberately placed it gently under Hu Jiaoniang's hand through a layer of clothing.

Hu Jiaoniang placed her hand on it, feeling as if it were nothing. Her body flew upwards, and then she floated down slowly like a piece of paper, landing on the ground with excellent grace.

"Come on," she said with a smile to Yang Silang, "let's see how my room is arranged?"

Sweat dripped from Yang Silang's forehead.

"Okay, okay."

He led the way, guiding the two through the second gate to the back courtyard where a row of main houses stood.

The central room of the main house is the main hall, which is used for receiving guests and ancestor worship, and is not for living.

The main room, which is Yang Silang's room, is a large suite divided into inner and outer sections, and is also the seat of the head of the household.

The west room of the main house is usually the bedroom of the elders in the family, or it can be used as a study or Buddhist shrine.

Yang Silang had no elders, so he converted the space into a combined study and quiet room, where he usually practiced his skills at night.

Because the house was bought from that fifth-rank garrison commander, even the furniture was left behind, and there were traces of the previous owner's life inside.

Inside the bedroom, a heated kang (a traditional heated platform bed) is built against the north wall with large blue bricks. The exterior is decorated with stone carvings depicting pomegranates bursting open with a hundred children and the phrase "immediately promoted to a high rank," symbolizing many children, good fortune, and wealth.

The kang (heated brick bed) was covered with silk quilts and pillows and brocade bedspreads, all of which were newly purchased. There was a small table in the middle of the kang and a footstool in front of it.

In addition, there is a wardrobe and a dressing table against the west wall of the room.

The dressing table, in particular, must have been cherished by the lady of the house. It was made of fine hardwood, painted with a fine lacquer, with a bronze mirror inlaid in the middle, drawers below for storing rouge and jewelry, and an embroidered stool on the outside.

There was a table with two rose chairs under the window on the south wall, a brazier stand on the floor, and a lamp stand on the table.

Inside the room were also a washbasin stand, a clothes rack, and a long table. On the long table were some antique decorations, which Su Zhixiu had suggested buying, such as a Zhaoming incense burner, a jade vase, and the Four Treasures of the Study.

Hu Jiaoniang nodded in satisfaction.

"Hmm... although it's simple, it has everything you need."

"Hongying..." she turned around and instructed, "After you settle in, go to the market and buy me a set of the best bedding."

Fu Hongying responded excitedly, indicating that she had run errands for her "master's wife" quite a bit along the way.

Hu Jiaoniang suddenly turned to look at Yang Silang.

"My husband, from the moment we met until now, you haven't called me 'wife' even once, have you?"

"Do you have a problem with me?"

Yang Silang's leg trembled; how could he dare to have any objections?

Under the other party's threatening gaze, he coughed and forced out two light, airy words.

"My wife..."

Hu Jiaoniang nodded reluctantly, then turned and waved to Fu Hongying, who was standing to the side.

"You can go now... there's nothing for you to do for the time being."

Fu Hongying responded and left quickly.

She went to find She Nu to help arrange accommodations. She had just looked around and found that the courtyard was large with many rooms, but there were very few people, so she wasn't worried about not having a place to stay.

She was willing to live in the south-facing room, as she only wanted to focus on practicing martial arts.

When only Yang Silang and Hu Jiaoniang were inside the room.

"Your Majesty, please be seated..."

Yang Silang hurriedly invited Hu Jiaoniang to sit down, and then used his spirit to summon She Nu in to quickly boil water.

She Nu had actually sensed Hu Jiaoniang intentionally letting out a hint of her presence while she was in the kitchen, which frightened her so much that she shrank into a ball and held her breath.

She went inside, obediently kowtowed, and took the tea set.

"Little snake..." Hu Jiaoniang's voice came directly, "Remember, I am Hongying's good teacher's wife."

"Don't let it slip and tell that stupid donkey and the big cow too."

"Oh, and tell Da Niu to remember to call her sister-in-law."

"Oh, and tell Da Niu to remember to call her sister-in-law."

She Nu froze, her hand trembling as the tea set clattered.

"Sir, I'm so sorry."

"They are powerful, so it's not a big deal for us to back down a bit."

She nodded slightly and hurried out.

Seeing that no one was around, Hu Jiaoniang took off her straw hat and veil, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Your Majesty..." Yang Silang was lost in thought for a few moments after just one glance.

His heart pounded. The opponent's supernatural power was strange; it seemed that in the six months since they last met, its power had become even stronger.

Wait, why does that hairpin in her hair look so familiar?

Using the golden light of merit to calm himself down, Yang Silang bowed.

"Having not seen you for half a year, Your Majesty remains as radiant as ever."

"Which wind blew you here, and why do you travel with my young apprentice all this way?"

"This joke has gone way too far."

With a wave of her hand, Hu Jiaoniang took out a jade box from her storage bag and placed it on the table.

Yang Silang's brow twitched when he saw that the box was sealed. Inside, besides the substitute doll, face powder, and hairpins, there was also a thin, see-through silk bodice for intimate moments.

hiss……

This was meant for Mo Xinlian, but now that it's in Hu Jiaoniang's hands, it's rather offensive.

"Tell Hongying."

"Just ask one question."

"Is it Mount Wuzhi, Mount Wuzhi, or Mount Wuzhi that's suppressing the Great Sage?"

"The one who answered correctly is the master's wife. I answered correctly, how could I not be worthy of being the master's wife?"

"What's in this jade box...?"

She gently touched her cheek and smiled.

"I used watercolor."

Another fingertip.

"I've put on the hairpin."

She pointed to herself again, looked at Yang Silang's extremely nervous eyes, and then smiled reproachfully.

"What about the undergarment...?"

"Hmph, what kind of taste do you have..."

Yang Silang breathed a sigh of relief. He could let it go, but if Hu Jiaoniang wore that mandarin duck swimming bellyband, it would really cause a lot of trouble.

Who could have imagined that Wuzhishan would cause such a huge upheaval?

Monkeys are such a handful.

Yang Silang felt that Hu Jiaoniang seemed more vibrant after leaving the capital. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but it seemed as if she had become younger inside and out.

"Your Majesty... please don't play tricks on me. I'll explain everything to my disciple later, and this room will be redecorated for you."

Hu Jiaoniang waved.

"No need."

"When that child knelt down and called me 'Master's Wife,' I suddenly understood something."

"I won't kill Mo Xinlian, but I don't want her to suffer a quick death either."

"But no matter how frustrated this silly cat gets, it always manages to find something to make itself happy."

"Because in the end, she always does business without any investment, taking things from others, opportunities, and even emotions, without any psychological burden."

"This time I've stolen her title as my teacher's wife, let's see if she can still be happy about it..."

Yang Silang gave a helpless, bitter smile.

It seems like she's stealing a man, but it also seems like she's just a prop here.

He then asked Hu Jiaoniang and Fu Hongying how they left the capital.

Hu Jiaoniang said calmly.

"Oh, of course we're traveling south with the Yuanwei Escort Agency's caravan."

"By the way, Guo Laogan, who led the team, was very impressed with you. He said that your beautiful spear fighting skills and horsemanship defeated the bandits, and he is still excited and convinced of your skill when he thinks about it."

"As for how I got out of the capital this time, well, I came out under the pretext of visiting my family."

"The distance between Da Shun and Gaoyu is ten thousand miles."

"I'll be able to stay away from home for a whole year this time."

It turned out that Emperor Yongchang had sealed off the capital for several months because of the loss of his deceased father's body, and young women were allowed to enter but not leave.

However, in the end, no young woman matching the criteria who had been struck in the abdomen by the Martial Saint's earth-elemental true energy and divine will was found.

The ban was eventually lifted as a last resort.

Fu Hongying prepared to head south to find her master.

Over the course of several months, the teacher's wife would visit a few times, each time staying for a short while before leaving. But this time, she suddenly had an idea: to go south with her.

When Fu Hongying saw Yang Silang off, she learned that her master was working for the Yuanwei Escort Agency, so she went to find him as well.

It just so happened that Guo Laogan was the head镖师 (chief镖师, a kind of bodyguard/escort), and he needed to form a team to escort goods south, so they went along on the trip.

Knowing that Jiangbei Province had fallen, they took a very long detour, which is why they are only arriving now.

"Remember..." Hu Jiaoniang said with a smile, "From now on, you will change 'Niangniang' to 'Niangzi'."

"Never forget this, whether in public or in private."

"If you displease me, I'll let you taste what it's like to have Lei Hai roast the Golden Body..."

Yang Silang frowned as he watched Hu Jiaoniang speak with a constant smile.

"Mom...uh...I thought we were friends..."

Good grief, no matter how I shout, it's not right.

Hu Jiaoniang shook her head and chuckled softly.

"Being friends doesn't prevent us from being cultivation partners..."

"Remember not to make the same mistake..."

"Also, when we come back to sleep tonight, this kang (heated brick bed) is big enough to fit both of us."

Yang Silang frowned as he came out of the house.

This is bad news.

Mo Xinlian, Mo Xinlian, didn't I send you a message? Why didn't you go sooner? I wonder where you've gone off to again.

He was frowning.

Fu Hongying had already run over, her face full of pride as she awaited praise.

"Master, I have served my mistress with all my heart throughout her journey."

"My teacher's wife said you should teach me properly."

Fu Hongying was very perceptive and could tell that her master seemed to be very afraid of his wife.

"Hongying..." Yang Silang looked at his carefree disciple and wished he could grab her ear and yell at her for ruining his master.

Forget it, I can't afford to call out to them.

The entire courtyard was under Hu Jiaoniang's divine influence; nothing could escape her notice.

"Come on, let's go see your great-grandfather."

The two left the courtyard, mounted their horses, and headed straight for the martial arts hall.

The new house was some distance from the Martial Arts Hall, but we waited until we reached the Martial Arts Tower.

Kong and Meng greeted her, but seeing that Fu Hongying was an unfamiliar face, they did not know who she was.

Yang Silang explained.

"This is my apprentice."

"She also has another identity: the great-granddaughter of Master Fu."

When the two men saw that their leader's family members were blocking the way, they quickly let them pass.

Yang Silang and Fu Hongying were about to enter the tower.

Suddenly, the group stopped and looked up.

At the top of the tower.

A terrifying surge of energy rose up, coalesced into a ball, and lingered for a long time, its scale far surpassing that of a grandmaster.

Fu Hongying hadn't reacted yet.

Yang Silang patted her on the shoulder.

"Disciple, congratulations! Your great-grandfather has broken through!"

"Finally, I've taken that step and become a Grandmaster of Golden Marrow!"

Fu Hongying was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant and said with trembling lips.

"Master...is...is this real?"

Yang Silang nodded, trying to find joy even in hardship.

"Absolutely true, even more true than your master's wife..."

Fu Hongying didn't understand the meaning behind his words and jumped up excitedly.