Ten Thousandfold Return, Invincible Twin Pupils!

Xiao Yang clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Ning Hongye, a full ninety-degree angle.

A grand bow!

Though the Great Xia Dynasty valued etiquette, even facing elders or superiors, a slight bow was usually sufficient.

Such a grand bow was reserved for only three occasions.

One, to honor the Son of Heaven.

Two, to honor one's parents.

Three, to honor a Saint.

And Xiao Yang, though holding no official rank, was still Ning Hongye's fiancé—yet he performed this grand bow...

Wasn't this a laughingstock, shaming the entire mansion?

At once, King Zhenbei's face darkened like ink, clearly displeased to the extreme.

"Haha! Ninth Brother must be scared of Miss Ning, so he's begging for mercy like this to save his skin?"

Eldest Prince Xiao Junlin sneered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

The other princes followed suit, gloating.

"So... he's nothing special after all."

Ning Hongye shook her head slightly, her gaze still icy.

But the next moment, Xiao Yang spoke again, shattering the shell of her frozen heart completely.

"Generals guard the nation's gates; princes die for the altars of state."

"Soldiers are buried on the battlefield; sons give their lives for the rivers and mountains."

"Miss Ning, you've risked life and limb for Great Xia since childhood. Though you ordered the city's slaughter in the Southern Wilderness, you spared the old, the weak, and the women—you only killed the able-bodied men!"

"If you hadn't, they'd have become vengeful enemies, blades turned against Great Xia!"

"Killing one is a crime; slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. In eight hundred years of Great Xia, which hero hasn't killed?"

"You, a woman, bear the burden of infamy, endure humiliation, and guard these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!"

"How is this any different from a Saint saving the world?!"

Xiao Yang's words rang out like thunder, shaking the surroundings.

The soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Army were moved as well, one after another imitating Xiao Yang's bow to Ning Hongye.

"Thank you, General Ning!"

"Thank you, General Ning!"

"Thank you, General Ning!"

Even many servants of King Zhenbei's Mansion joined in, bowing in salute—a spectacular sight.

Seeing this, Ning Hongye felt an unprecedented emotion stir within her.

It wasn't that Xiao Yang had defended her, but that for the first time in this world, someone understood her.

Could this be... a kindred spirit?

"Xiao Yang, since you dare to marry me, then this engagement—I, this General, accept!" Ning Hongye declared.

[Ding! Ning Hongye's favorability +5, total 5.]

Xiao Yang saw the system notification and secretly rejoiced.

It seemed his words had truly struck a nerve.

A decisive female general like her—if she was set on breaking the engagement, no one could stop her!

Even if Xiao Yang tried to gift her the Kirin Golden Light Armor, she wouldn't accept it, and the system's return wouldn't trigger...

But now, with her favorability gained, she likely wouldn't refuse.

"Miss Ning, there's something I..." Xiao Yang began, about to offer the gift.

But he was cut off by Eldest Prince Xiao Junlin: "General Ning, I hear you were wounded in the Outer Regions this time and lost your left eye?"

At this, Ning Hongye remained silent, but a murderous aura seeped through her armor.

"Junlin, mind your manners!"

King Zhenbei also scolded.

Hit a man where it hurts, but don't slap his face!

Ning Hongye's face was already scarred, and now wounded and blind in one eye—bringing it up was like tearing open a wound.

"Father King, you misunderstand! I only mention this because I have a proposal that could help General Ning restore her left eye and see again!" Eldest Prince Xiao Junlin explained.

"How so?" King Zhenbei asked.

"Father King, have you forgotten?"

Eldest Prince Xiao Junlin countered: "Ninth Brother was born with a Spirit Eye, and among the three thousand retainers I keep, there happens to be one skilled in transplantation—he can transplant the Spirit Eye onto General Ning!"

What?!

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present turned somewhat strange.

What kind of Plastic Brotherhood was this?

So vicious, so cold and ruthless, completely disregarding his own younger brother as if he were nothing...

Moreover, if Ning Hongye really did take her fiancé's eyes and install them on herself, the infamy she would bear would only grow by another count!

"General Ning, since you and Ninth Brother are about to become husband and wife, that makes you family—no distinction between us! What do you think?" Eldest Prince Xiao Junlin asked.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, Ning Hongye drew the War Saber from her waist, her speed like thunder.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and her blade was already resting against Xiao Junlin's neck.

The edge cut into his skin, and blood flowed freely.

One inch deeper, and it would sever his carotid artery!

"Ning Hongye, what are you doing?"

"This prince was kindly helping you, yet you raise a blade against me—truly a wolf-hearted, parent-killing Jinx!!!"

Xiao Junlin ground his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury, but his body remained frozen in place.

Even though he possessed the Supreme Bone and had cultivated to the Fifth Grade Vajra Realm of martial arts, he was far from a match for the Female God of Slaughter, Ning Hongye, and dared not make a rash move.

"How dare you!"

King Zhenbei finally could no longer hold back, an overwhelming aura surging from his body: "Ning Hongye, this is King Zhenbei's Mansion—you will not act so insolently here!!!"

The soundwave swept forth, unstoppable. Some of the lower-cultivation officers present felt as though they were about to be blasted unconscious.

"Your Highness, I'll give you face today! But if there's a next time, this general's blade won't return to its sheath until it's tasted blood!"

Ning Hongye sheathed her blade, fixing her gaze on Xiao Junlin as she said, "Even if this general only has one eye, I can still slay thousands of enemies—I have no need to borrow from another!"

Xiao Junlin immediately touched his neck, a wave of lingering fear washing over him, but his eyes flickered with resentment.

Damn that wretched woman, just wait!

Once this prince's divine art is complete, I'll trample you under my feet!

It seemed this storm was about to end.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yang stepped forward again: "Father King, I have something to say!"

"Jiu Lang, what is it now?" King Zhenbei asked.

"I think Eldest Brother's suggestion is quite good! I am willing to offer my Spirit Eye to Miss Ning!" Xiao Yang declared loudly.

"What did you say?!"

King Zhenbei frowned deeply, utterly baffled.

And Xiao Junlin and the other princes were also stunned.

What the hell was this?

Xiao Yang, the neglected Ninth Young Master, had lost his mother early and had no maternal clan backing him—he was as good as destitute.

The only thing of value on him was his innate Spirit Eye, and now he wanted to donate it to the Female God of Slaughter?

Was he out of his mind?

"You... why are you helping me?"

Ning Hongye also stared at Xiao Yang.

Not to mention others, even she found it hard to believe.

Xiao Yang had only just met her, yet he treated her like this—could he have some ulterior motive?

"Of course it's because of the system!"

Xiao Yang thought to himself.

But on the surface, he spoke with righteous conviction: "Miss Ning, the Spirit Eye on me is nothing but a pearl cast into darkness!"

"But on you, it can shoot an eagle from a hundred li, spy on enemies from a thousand li, illuminate the eight wilds, and awe ten thousand troops!"

"If you truly wish to thank me, just kill a few more enemies on the battlefield—that will be enough!"

Hearing this, Ning Hongye was silent for a long time before finally nodding: "Good, I agree."

[Ding! Ning Hongye's favorability +5, total 10.]

Nice!

Another boost to favorability!

"In that case, Junlin, immediately arrange for a retainer to prepare for the surgery!" King Zhenbei commanded.

Half an hour later.

At the Eldest Prince's Estate.

An old man in a black robe, his body thick with yin energy, held a thin blade as he walked step by step toward Xiao Yang.

"Ninth Young Master, this transplant surgery requires gouging out your Spirit Eye while you're still alive. Please bear with it."

He was called Ghost Hand, one of Xiao Junlin's retainers, skilled in transplanting limbs or organs.

Once wanted by the Central Province authorities, he had fled to the Northern Territory and taken refuge under Xiao Junlin.

"I'm ready. Do it," Xiao Yang said.

"Shua!"

The next moment, Ghost Hand moved directly, forcibly digging out the Spirit Eye, then using secret techniques and divine abilities to transplant it into Ning Hongye, who stood nearby.

Even during the surgery, Ning Hongye remained in full armor, still wearing that Asura Mask.

A few minutes later.

A stirring voice rang out at Xiao Yang's ear.

[Ding! Host has gifted a "High-grade Spirit Treasure" Spirit Eye, triggering the first-time reward!]

[Ten-thousandfold Return: "Immortal King Grade" Invincible Twin Pupils (The Only One in This Era)!]

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