Chapter 6: Useless Demoness (3)
Lin Nan felt that something was off.
Whether it was Fatty or the city guard soldiers, why did they all turn into scaredy-cats the moment those swordsmen mentioned the “Demon Sect”? They practically swung open the city gates like they were auditioning for a door-opening competition, displaying expressions that screamed “I’m about to faint!”
It was clear this wasn’t their first rodeo; similar incidents must have happened multiple times and left them with traumatic memories. So, they…
Could it be that the “useless” Lin Nan wasn’t actually useless? Perhaps she just needed the right trigger to unleash her potential.
With the Demon Sect’s downfall, that name became her personal vendetta. Anytime someone casually mentioned it, it was like a red flag was waved at her, sending her into a rage and making her slaughter enemies like a crazed lunatic.
Right! That had to be it! Otherwise, how could one explain why Fatty and the others suddenly changed from being respectful to skittish and evasive?
But…
When she opened the skill bar, she was disheartened to see that her stats hadn’t changed at all—her attributes hadn’t budged an inch! Where was her power-up explosion that everyone promised?
Um… how was she supposed to fight like this?
Then there was the other puzzler: she was a child of the Demon Sect, meant to keep a low profile, yet here they were, calling her a “Demoness” and seemed to know her life story inside and out. What the heck was going on?
All these questions and the system was as helpful as a rock, so she had to rely on her wits to figure things out.
“Demoness! Now that the gate is wide open, are you going to fight or just stand there looking pretty?”
“One round to decide the winner! Our Burning Moon Sword Manor plays by Jianghu rules, even with the Demon Sect!”
The white-clothed swordsmen continued their ruckus outside the tower.
Oh, come on! These sanctimonious buffoons knew perfectly well that their little gang of around thirty couldn’t storm the hideout and rescue anyone. Yet here they were, yammering about Jianghu principles! Like who would care about that nonsense?
But would her sudden change from the usual behavior of the Mountain King spark suspicions among her brothers?
As she pondered, she realized she wasn’t a random spirit possessing someone; she had entered this world as herself. Plus, even Fatty and Shiyuan were now guest NPCs. So, it was highly likely that this low martial world was a temporary system creation, and all the people’s memories were just a string of data codes.
So she was her own self! Even if her style changed, the NPCs wouldn’t mistake her for an imposter.
At that enlightening moment, Lin Nan felt as carefree as if spring had sprung inside her.
She was the Mountain King! Did she need to care about others’ expressions in her own territory?
Good grief, how had she just wrapped her head around such an obvious truth? All that time as the “boss” really went to waste!
“Close the gate, unleash the arrows!” Lin Nan ordered coldly.
Fatty wasn’t the only one taken aback; the soldiers were shocked too.
Sure, the King’s sudden shift in style was odd, but who in their right mind would disobey a king? They immediately shut the gate and sent dozens of archers up onto the walls, aiming directly at the Burning Moon Sword Manor crowd.
“If you don’t scram, we’ll let the arrows fly!”
The swordsmen retreated while shouting, “Hey, hey, hey? Turns out they really are a bunch of uncivilized bandits!”
“That Demoness must be scared of our Burning Moon Sword Manor, right?”
“Scared? More like terrified! She can’t even show her face at the mere mention of our fame. Seems like that Demoness is just a phony fishing for fame without any real skill.”
“Ha ha ha! Well said! Let’s go back and tell the various sects how frightened the Demoness is of us and how she’s locked herself away in shame!”
“Swish, swish, swish…”
Once a dozen arrows thudded into the ground beneath them, the swordsmen transformed into rabbits, bouncing away faster than you could say “Where’d they go?” and vanished from sight in a blink.
“Fatty, next time someone comes to challenge us, we handle it the same way.”
“Got it, King.”
Fatty trailed behind Lin Nan, feeling that today’s King was different from before.
In the past, when anyone dared to make trouble, the King would leap into action faster than a cat with a hotfoot, eager to beat the offenders to a pulp.
So, naturally, he’d followed the standard protocol to inform the King of the ruckus.
But he hadn’t expected the King’s reaction to be so different this time, especially after hearing the words “Demon Sect.” She didn’t even fly into a rage like usual! If it weren’t for her stunning beauty being the same as always, he might have suspected she had been replaced by an imposter.
Wait, could this be the power of love?
The change in the King seemed to have started only after they rescued Shiyuan.
With his delicate and soft appearance, it was clear he wouldn’t fancy a fierce and rough woman like the King. So for his sake, she’d willingly become more demure, turning down any behavior that didn’t suit her new persona.
That little brat is just too lucky! Why should he get all these concessions from the King?
If he’d known that things would end up like this, he wouldn’t have saved him this morning!
No matter how much Fatty cursed her so-called “husband” in his head, Lin Nan was in a surprisingly good mood now that she’d sidestepped a needless fight.
Recalling the system’s recent mission, she realized the requirement wasn’t that tough; she simply had to survive in this world for 60 days.
Considering her current identity as the Mountain King, hanging out in the hideout for a couple of months was a walk in the park, right?
As long as she didn’t do anything dumb and go down the mountain, wouldn’t everything be just peachy?
As for dominating the martial world…
For someone like her, with only two level 1 and level 2 skills, that was like trying to climb Mount Everest without oxygen.
Unless she stumbled upon some legendary martial arts tome or somehow gained all the skills from a dying martial master, she was definitely staying put in the hideout for now. Given her current pathetic strength, she’d probably only be able to bully eight-year-olds.
“King, according to your plan from yesterday, tonight is the wedding night. I’ll go inform the kitchen to prepare everything according to the highest standards for the banquet.”
Lin Nan almost rejected the suggestion. Wasn’t jumping straight to home base a bit too fast?
Not just Shiyuan; she wasn’t ready for this either!
But then she looked around at the happy faces of the bandits and locals, all genuinely wishing her well, and her heart softened, not wanting to rain on their parade.
Alright then, let’s just do the ceremony. As for the consummation, that’s for her to decide when the time comes.
“Fine, Fatty, let’s roll with the plan.”
“Sure thing!” Fatty licked his lips and dashed off joyfully.
With the prospect of feasting like kings, it was indeed a reason to celebrate in their materially scarce ancient world.
So perhaps… these guys were not just excited about the wedding but mainly the feasting!
Lin Nan suddenly felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
But having promised Fatty, how could she backtrack now?
She shook her head, her thoughts in a whirl.
When she came back to her senses, she found herself standing unconsciously at the door of the room where Shiyuan was being held.
