Defending His Wife with Strength

The shorty was sent flying by the impact once again. He stumbled backward, leaving several deep footprints in the ground. After finally dissipating the force, he looked heartbrokenly at his nails, which had been worn down smooth.

"Hiding inside that turtle shell won't do you any good. That kid left only two minutes ago. There's no way you can hold out until reinforcements from the Town Demon Suppression Division arrive."

He looked up at the lotus before him, which was already growing indistinct. Through it, he could even make out the faint outline of Shangguan Qingxue's curvy figure.

"If you surrender obediently and serve me, I, the Star Lord, might spare your life." The shorty narrowed his eyes, a sinister glint showing in them.

"Keep dreaming, shorty! I already have someone I love. Compared to him, you're not even as good as a stinking bug. You think I'd go with you? Pah!" Even in the midst of danger, Shangguan Qingxue remained defiant.

"It doesn't matter if you refuse. After you die, I'll refine you into a zombie, and you can still serve me for all eternity—"

"If you dare lay a finger on her, I'll fight you to the death!"

Before the shorty could finish speaking, an urgent roar rang out through the woods.

A streak of golden light tore through the night sky and crashed down in front of the shorty. The tremendous impact sent him flying, scattering a mass of broken branches and leaves.

A figure enveloped in golden light burst through the shower of falling leaves and slammed into the burly zombie's chest, sending it flying away even faster.

The burly zombie didn't stop until it had crashed through dozens of trees. It landed sprawled on the ground, limbs splayed, and couldn't get back up.

At the same time, Shangguan Qingxue instantly withdrew her Heavenly Lotus Body Shield. She swept past the golden figure with her sword in hand and glanced back at him, a captivating smile blooming on her face. For an instant, even the heavens and earth seemed dim by comparison.

The golden figure paid Shangguan Qingxue no heed. Like old friends who had known each other for years, one charged toward where the shorty had been sent flying, while the other advanced toward the burly zombie, lotus flowers blooming beneath her every step.

"Damn it, you're a Peak Night Wanderer Envoy!" A hoarse roar came from the distant woods, its voice trembling unmistakably.

The golden figure said nothing. Wherever he went, rocks and earth exploded, the ground shattered, and trees burst apart.

A deafening boom rang out, like a meteor crashing down to earth. The entire forest shook, and countless splinters of wood shot skyward. A massive crater appeared in the woods.

A figure covered in golden light stood in the center of the crater, one foot planted on the shorty's charred body. He was barely recognizable as human.

There was a clear difference between the strength of a Peak Night Wanderer Envoy and that of an ordinary Third-Realm Night Wanderer Envoy.

Take martial artists as an example. Once they reached the Night Wanderer Envoy realm, each Yang Fire they ignited advanced their cultivation by one step. When they ignited their third Yang Fire, they could be called a Third-Realm Night Wanderer Envoy.

A Peak Night Wanderer Envoy, on the other hand, was someone who had reached the very pinnacle of the Night Wanderer Envoy realm. Their blood and Yang energy had reached their limits, and their three Yang Fires shone in concert. Only after reaching a stage where they could advance no further could they be called a Peak Night Wanderer Envoy.

The gap in strength between the two was even greater than the gap between a Night Wanderer Envoy and a Night Patrol Envoy.

An ordinary Third-Realm Night Wanderer Envoy was virtually helpless against a Peak Night Wanderer Envoy.

After all, not everyone was a freak like Lu Siye, who possessed several peerless techniques and could fight above his level.

So the moment the golden figure caught up to the shorty, who was fleeing for his life, his defeat was already inevitable.

Meanwhile, a lotus blossomed in the woods, and Shangguan Qingxue suddenly appeared beside the burly zombie.

She raised her sword. Its blade shone with a deep blue light as she drove it into the chest of the burly zombie, which was struggling to get back up, pinning it to the ground.

The blue light spread, instantly freezing it into an ice sculpture.

When a gust of wind swept over, Lu Siye returned to the battlefield and saw a scene that left him stunned.

The burly zombie from earlier had turned into an ice sculpture, and the shorty was sprawled on top of it like a human pyramid.

Nearby, a man radiating golden light leaned forward with one elbow resting on his knee. His foot was planted on the shorty's back.

Shangguan Qingxue was leaning against the golden man's shoulder, both arms wrapped around his. Her breasts pressed against him as she smiled happily.

Meanwhile, the golden man looked like someone who didn't know how lucky he was. He kept shaking his arm as though trying to shake the beautiful woman clinging to him loose.

"You're back, kid. You've already entered the First Realm of the Night Wanderer Envoy? Not bad!" The golden man noticed Lu Siye's return right away and greeted him as if they were old friends.

His voice was muffled and resonant, but it did sound familiar.

"Are you... Brother Meng?" Lu Siye asked uncertainly.

"That's me!" The golden light slowly faded, revealing the figure beneath. It was indeed Meng Jianmin.

"What are you two..." Lu Siye pointed at them, then suddenly seemed to realize what was going on.

Meng Jianmin blushed, straightened his back, and gently pushed Shangguan Qingxue's shoulder with his large hand.

"Shangguan Qingxue, I'm warning you again: stop getting handsy with me. I only like women who are stronger than I am."

"I don't believe you. You definitely like me!" Shangguan Qingxue didn't let go. She only held him tighter.

"I told you, I only like women who are stronger than I am." Meng Jianmin's face grew even redder.

A fierce man who could subdue a Third-Realm Night Wanderer Envoy with one move seemed completely at a loss when faced with Shangguan Qingxue.

Standing beside them, Lu Siye's face twitched. Even he, another man, didn't believe what Brother Meng was saying.

"Is that so? Then who was it just now, shouting, 'If you dare lay a finger on her, I'll fight you to the death!'?" Shangguan Qingxue looked up into Meng Jianmin's eyes, a smile tugging at her lips.

"Th-this..." Meng Jianmin was at a loss for words.

Shangguan Qingxue looked at his flushed face, a smug look appearing on hers.

When dealing with a man who was this bashful, she just had to take the initiative and break through his defenses in one strike.

"Hic—well, you two carry on. I'll be off, then!" Lu Siye gave an exaggerated hiccup. He felt like he'd had his fill of watching them be lovey-dovey.

Being single was rough, so he'd better make himself scarce!

"..." Meng Jianmin watched Lu Siye walk away, opening his mouth as if to say something but unable to find the words.

He looked down at the woman hanging off his arm, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth before he even realized it.

He noticed a leaf on Shangguan Qingxue's head and instinctively raised his hand to remove it.

"Um, sorry. I came back to get my weapon." Lu Siye suddenly returned after leaving. Seeing Meng Jianmin's hand frozen in midair, he gave an awkward smile.

After rummaging through the heap of broken branches and leaves for a while, Lu Siye finally found his Blazing Blood Blade.

He looked at the faint palm print on its blade and felt a pang of heartache.

"You two carry on!" After giving them an awkward but polite smile, Lu Siye clutched his Blazing Blood Blade and beat a hasty retreat.