Chapter 147: The Talented Glutton and the Buried Fei Lingxue - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 147: The Talented Glutton and the Buried Fei Lingxue [Rewards are being calculated.] [Congratulations on defying destiny in this instance. You have earned a talent reward.] [You have acquired the talent: Glutton.] [Glutton: It's not that you can eat more than others; rather, you digest slightly faster than the average person.] ... In the next moment. Su Mo's stomach suddenly growled. The remnants of food in his stomach began to digest at an extraordinary speed. Hearing this, Xu Miaoyin was taken aback. "Husband, it seems that your appetite today was even larger than usual." Although the food in Su Mo's stomach was being digested rapidly, he did not feel hungry. "No problem, it's just that my digestion is a bit faster." Then, Su Mo embraced Xu Miaoyin's waist, rested his face against her shapely back, and savored her full, mature, and alluring figure. Of course, most importantly... Big! Big! Big! No matter how much he grasped, he couldn't get enough... “Let’s go quickly.” “Even though Lingxue is powerful, it still feels a bit uncertain.” “If something goes wrong, it’ll be troublesome.” Despite his confidence in Fei Lingxue's strength, Su Mo still felt an underlying unease. This time, upon reaching her, he must ensure she takes a few of his liquid golden pills to enhance her power. Hearing Su Mo's urging, a hint of bitterness stirred in Xu Miaoyin's heart, but she swiftly suppressed it. No matter what. She was Su Lang's woman. Xu Miaoyin nodded gently. "Alright!" "Shuang, hurry up!" With those words, the whip cracked. Their horse, Shuang, picked up speed. In his spare moments, Su Mo started another simulation... This time, however, the simulation location shocked him... ... [Do you wish to start the simulation?] "Start!" [Randomly selecting birth location.] [You are born this time in Qinglin County of the Great Song Dynasty.] [Randomly selecting fateful character.] [Your bound fateful character this time is Jiang Xuan, the daughter of the tree elder.] [Randomly selecting identity.] [Your identity this time is the son of Hua Zixu from Qinglin County, and you take your mother's surname, Su.] This! The moment turned dark for Su Mo, even the joy in his play ball lost its charm. The birth location is surprisingly Qinglin County. And he is the son of the man competing with him in the previous simulation. As for Jiang Xuan, Su Mo had no clue who she was. She wasn't mentioned in any prior simulations he participated in. Daughter of the tree elder, he never heard the elder speak of her, nor did he ever encounter her. It seems she's a sort of hidden character. At this moment, a random talent selection began. ... [Randomly selecting talent.] [Your random talent this time is “Reincarnated Lustful Spirit.”] [Reincarnated Lustful Spirit (White): Since birth, you possess an uncommon infatuation with the opposite sex, easily captivated beyond control, yet your words easily garner trust from the opposite sex.] ... Seeing the white-tier talent, "Reincarnated Lustful Spirit," Su Mo felt a wave of panic. Not this, not this. If this reward somehow ties to him in conclusion, what will he become? A lustful spirit falling for every attractive face? Pondering that, Su Mo strongly rejected this idea. He absolutely didn't want this talent. His current state was already quite satisfying, and he wasn't eager to invite unknown changes upon himself. Just then, his fateful life offered a prompt. ... [The idle function is now unlocked.] [Will you activate idle mode?] “No!” In his distress, Su Mo decided against opting for idle mode this time. He wanted to see if there were any choices within the simulation that might lead to his character's early demise... ... The headquarters of the Blood Garb Tower. This place, encircled by various perilous terrains, was once a tranquil refuge. Here lay an expansive complex of ancient buildings. Construction unknown if it spanned centuries. Grand in scale, the architecture was a marvel, artfully staggered and visually stunning. However, what should have been a place of clarity and calm was now littered with corpses, primarily those of the hall maidens. Beautiful in life, they now lay here, awaiting their inevitable descent into dust. Rogue martial artists, peculiar in their attire, rummaged through rooms ceaselessly, searching for someone. Soon enough, a ferocious-looking man leaped into the square, calling out to those around him. “Stop searching.” “It’s highly likely Fei Lingxue isn’t here.” Simultaneously, a white-faced scholar carrying an iron pen and book approached. “Sha Jiu You, we have never set foot in this headquarters before; how are you convinced they fled?” Sha Jiu You bore a disdainful expression. “Bai Canye, for all your standing as the head of Blood Shadow Hall, your lack of foresight is surprising.” “For centuries, the Blood Garb Tower must have anticipated such an eventuality.” “Undoubtedly, secret pathways exist that are beyond our knowledge.” “Even if they’re hidden within, what assurance do you have of discovering them?” Bai Canye interjected angrily, “Sha Jiu You, what do you imply? We’re all in this together now. Cold Wuhen and his left-hand protection have already injured Fei Lingxue with the Blood Shadow Sword technique from the Blood God Map.” “If we fail to seize or slay her while momentum is on our side, once she recovers, none of us will survive!” Recognizing Bai Canye's fury, Sha Jiu You realized how tense everyone was, knowing that sparking collective anger could lead to unfavorable outcomes. He promptly curtailed his behavior. “You’re right.” “Why not set the Blood Garb Tower ablaze?” “If she hides in its secret passages, eventually smoke will force her out or suffocate her within.” “You!” A glimmer of regret shadowed Bai Canye's eyes. To him, many structures within this headquarters were masterfully crafted, rumored to hide innumerable treasures. Burning seemed wasteful. At that moment, a refined and poised middle-aged man floated down from a distant high-rise. He performed the rare art of walking through the air. Only a sage in the realm of innate supremacy could manage such a feat. Upon his arrival, Sha Jiu You and Bai Canye saluted in unison. “Left Protector Cold.” “Mm.” Cold Wuhen nodded subtly. “I too have visited this Blood Garb Tower's headquarters sparingly.” “I overheard your earlier debate, and burning it down isn't a bad strategy.” “Where are the Blood Boy Twins!” Cold Wuhen shouted fiercely, two childlike figures appeared swiftly, kneeling in sync before him. “Left Protector Cold, what do you command?” Cold Wuhen surveyed the surrounding halls, his eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness. “You are to gather ten thousand Exploding Thunder Balls and inter them throughout this headquarters!” “Once detonated simultaneously…” “This operation must be executed flawlessly!” The Blood Boy Twins exchanged a glance of shared astonishment. In days of yore, This location symbolized a sacred haven in their eyes. Now that it was finally captured, destroying it seemed an extravagant waste. How was it any different from Xiang Yu’s burning of the Epang Palace? Nonetheless, Cold Wuhen wielded de facto power as the overlord now, and his orders could not be disobeyed. “Yes, Left Protector!”   ... Deep beneath the Blood Garb Tower, in a concealed dungeon. Fei Lingxue’s face was pallid. Her white dress soaked with blood. A faint tear, caused by true energy, marred her left shoulder. Yet, despite her grievous wound, Fei Lingxue’s eyes remained bright. She stayed silent. Allowing Su Jin and the two others to continue tending to her injury. Observing the wound on Fei Lingxue’s shoulder, Su Jin appeared worried. “Miss.” “From where did Cold Wuhen learn to wield such potent blood shadow energy?” “So formidable.” “Even you couldn’t thwart it.” Fei Lingxue bit her lip for a moment, then spoke. “It should be a technique from the Blood God Map.” “It’s the perfect counter to the Ten Rotations of Dust Heart.” “Perhaps only by mastering the tenth rotation could I defeat Cold Wuhen.” “I always believed that my father destroyed the Blood God Map, but never did I imagine Cold Wuhen retained a copy.” Su Jin, curious, spoke up. “Miss, why don’t you train in it?” At this point, even Lan Xin and Ning Yue were curious. They could not fathom why their lady avoided cultivating such formidable martial arts. Fei Lingxue shook her head at the suggestion. "The martial arts from the Blood God Map are too sinister." "It requires drinking the fresh blood of a different close relative each month to continue practicing." "What!" Su Jin and the others gaped, horrified by the macabre cultivation method. Su Jin then expressed her disdain. "No wonder I've heard rumors that Cold Wuhen married many concubines and had children with all of them." "Even tigers don't eat their own cubs, yet he's capable of such acts." "Moreover, the critical issue is that Cold Wuhen somehow obtained the recipe for the Blood Soul Elixir." Even Fei Lingxue's eyes flashed with fatigue. Indeed. Running such a vast organization as the Blood Garb Tower wasn't simple. But, Father, Why would you have handed over the reins and initiated the visibility of the Blood Garb Tower? Fei Lingxue couldn't comprehend it. But now, she didn't wish to ponder it any longer. "Ah!" She let out a painful groan, as the wound, now cleaned and treated with the Blood God's dispersal, a sacred remedy of the Blood Garb Tower, began to take effect. The injury, which was bleeding profusely initially, immediately sealed upon contact with the medicine. There was even a sign of scabbing. "Boom!" Suddenly, a thunderous explosion echoed from above. The stones of the pit began tumbling down, immediately followed by a jarring tremor. "This!" Su Jin identified the sound. "Those are Exploding Thunder Balls!" "They intend to demolish the headquarters!" Fei Lingxue struggled to her feet, pointing towards an iron cage nearby. It was the very cage where Su Mo had once been imprisoned. "We should get to the cage." "The cage is made of profound ice iron." "Even if this place collapses, the cage won't take any damage." Su Jin looked alarmed. "Miss." "If we’re buried inside, we might never find a way out." Fei Lingxue sighed gently. "If it comes to that, it is simply fate." Seeing this, Su Jin quickly began to pray. "Young Master Su, Young Master Su, you must come." "Otherwise, you and the miss will truly be separated by life and death!" With those words, all four ladies made their way into the iron cage. The cage had such narrow gaps that even falling stones couldn't get through. Unexpectedly. Without warning. A series of continuous explosions echoed again and again. A massive wave of shock entered the stone ground, causing boulders to fall, burying Fei Lingxue and her three companions beneath... ... [Your lecherous nature has reached an abnormal level, and to keep you from the brothels, your father, Hua Zixu, has placed you under house arrest.] [Even your attending maids have been replaced with burly martial guardians.] ... At this moment, Su Mo held Xu Miaoyin while carefully observing the simulation of his fateful life. In the simulation, his counterpart had already reached the age of sixteen. Noticing his son’s unusual tendencies, Hua Zixu nearly summoned a Daoist to exorcise the evil spirit from their home. He was simply too lustful. Due to the "Reincarnated Lustful Spirit" talent, simulation Su Mo couldn’t resist any woman he encountered from childhood into adulthood. Even if he couldn’t consummate with them, he'd still squeeze a hand or cop a feel whenever he could. In the hopes of hastening his simulated demise, on the opening day of the Bordello established by the tree elder, Su Mo opted to send his simulation there for pleasure. The scenes were so lascivious that they often caused Xu Miaoyin to sense changes in Su Mo. She even asked. Whether he wished to do it on horseback. But Su Mo, uninterested, placated Xu Miaoyin, chalking it up to the bumpy ride on Shuang's back. Of course. He withheld from her the most important detail. In the simulation, Su Mo, under house arrest and guarded by burly martial warriors outside, was agitatedly pacing. He even resorted to admiring collectible beauty scrolls and prints daily... ... [You feel trapped by a burning desire within, unsure how to release this fiery urge.] [So you retrieve picture books and scrolls lent by a former classmate.] [But distant satisfaction can't quell immediate craving; you begin pondering ways to escape.] [At this moment, you choose?] [Option 1: Bribe the two guards to let you leave.] [Option 2: Sneak away during the shift change by climbing over the wall.] [Option 3: Self-harm, prompting Hua Zixu to take you to a doctor.] ... Seeing the three options, Su Mo started to deliberate. In terms of efficiency. Self-harming would definitely work the quickest. Yet, over the simulated years, Hua Zixu had become so familiar with the simulation Su Mo that he didn’t buy it. He would even sit right before him, ridiculing him. On top of that, the simulation Su Mo's reputation preceded him, to the point that even daughters of farming families wouldn't marry him. After deliberation. Su Mo figured the second option had the highest success rate. The moment he escaped, he'd head to the tree elder's new establishment. One indulgence for a year's lifespan. The sooner he died, the better. ... [You chose the second option.] [Under the cover of night, during a guard shift change, you fled outside.] [However, while climbing the wall, you accidentally fractured your leg.] [Yet despite the searing pain, you hobbled straight to the newly opened brothel.] [The brothel boasted an exceptional standard, where each lady seemed like a masterpiece to you.] [Upon your arrival, even the madam was taken aback.] [Though she knew of your reputation, she never expected you to be this impetuous, breaking a leg just to visit.] [Remembering the tree elder's task, the madam welcomed you warmly.] [You brazenly said you'd put it on account today, asking the madam to collect from your father, Hua Zixu, tomorrow.] [The madam agreed to your credit request willingly.] [Seeing the enchanting ladies of the brothel, your lust surged.] “I want to take on ten!” (End of Chapter)