Extra 2: My Wife is Strong but Overly Cautious

"Brother Feng, there is something this concubine has been keeping from you."

Qing Yanjing, nestled in her lover's arms, gently pushed him away with her arm.

Mu Feng scratched his head, momentarily confused: "What is it?"

"Actually, I am very strong."

"Ha, is that all?"

The initially tense Mu Feng let out a sigh of relief.

Since their love blossomed in the Spirit Beast Forest, the two had been inseparable. Not long after, they chose to return to Mu Feng's homeland, the Northern Spiritual Realm, to establish the Mu Domain, build a career, and settle down.

Over the quiet dozen years that followed, the number of times Qing Yanjing had taken action could be counted on one hand.

Yet, every time she did, she struck at the vital point and resolved the crisis. She was like a pillar propping up a collapsing building or a hand turning back the tide, leaving a profound impression on Mu Feng.

His wife was an expert, a peerless, supreme expert.

This impression had long since taken root and flourished in Mu Feng's heart, becoming deeply ingrained.

Therefore, Qing Yanjing's words did not surprise Mu Feng in the slightest.

"A-Jing, I have known this for a long time."

Mu Feng comfortingly draped an arm over his wife's shoulder and laughed with feigned bravado: "Let me guess, you must be an expert who has stepped into the Three Heavens Realm, right?"

"Rongtian, Huatian, or Tongtian?"

"It couldn't possibly be a Sovereign, those who see the head but never the tail?"

Well, please forgive the poverty of our Mu Domain Lord's imagination.

The Mu family was merely a small, ordinary clan that had resided in the Northern Spiritual Realm for generations. Their ancestors had never stepped foot outside the Hundred Spirit Continent, and calling them a clan was already being generous.

For someone in Mu Feng's generation to reach the Spirit Soul Realm was already a leap across social classes.

Among the nine domains of the Northern Spiritual Realm, the strongest, Liu Jingshan, the Lord of the Liu Territory, was only at the late stage of the Spirit Soul Realm, yet he dominated the entire Northern Spiritual Realm and was arrogant beyond measure.

It was rumored that he intended to pass the position of Domain Lord to his son, Liu Qingtian, while he himself went into seclusion to break through to the Three Heavens Realm, becoming the true number one expert of the Northern Spiritual Realm.

Watching his suddenly silent wife, Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat. A sudden heat surged within him, and his voice rose slightly: "It couldn't possibly be a Sovereign expert, could it?"

Don't let his current status fool you; Mu Feng had traveled and seen much in his youth.

But back then, he was only at the Spirit Movement or Spirit Wheel stage and could not come into contact with the legendary Sovereigns who possessed vast supernatural powers and could summon wind and rain. The strongest person he had ever encountered was merely a Tongtian Realm martial artist.

Furthermore, in the northwestern territory of the Great Thousand World, the Hundred Spirit Continent was just an ordinary high-level continent, not even qualifying as a super continent.

Not to mention the renowned top ten, which were forces under the jurisdiction of the super power, the Northern Profound Sect.

The previous strongest person on the continent, an Eighth Grade Sovereign, had been sent by the Northern Profound Sect to oversee it.

Facing Mu Feng's inquiry, Qing Yanjing's expression turned strange, and she remained silent.

"First Grade, Second Grade, or perhaps Third or Fourth Grade?"

Mu Feng licked his dry lips, almost talking to himself.

At this moment, his heart was pounding and his blood was boiling. He felt as if he had struck gold; his wife was highly likely to be a Sovereign Realm expert.

Qing Yanjing lowered her head, twisting her delicate fingers, and whispered like a mosquito: "Higher."

"Ancestors above, a High-Grade Sovereign?"

Mu Feng clenched his fists, feeling his blood rush to his head.

"A little higher."

While carefully observing her husband's facial expression, Qing Yanjing shyly extended a slender, jade-like finger and cautiously made a gesture.

"Hiss, could it be the legendary Earth Sovereign?"

With a faint suspicion already forming in his heart, Mu Feng's voice turned hoarse. He gasped sharply on the spot, making an outstanding contribution to the global warming of the Great Thousand World.

Just last month, the Sect Master of the Northern Profound Sect, the hegemon of the northwest of the Great Thousand World, had sent his heir to the Hundred Spirit Continent to rule as a vassal. He was titled the King of Hundred Spirits, seated high in the Hundred Spirit Heaven, governing the yin and yang.

It was expected that in a year's time, he would summon the heroes of the continent to Hundred Spirit City to attend the "King's Tribute Festival" to pay homage to the new generation of monarchs, the Lord of the Hundred Spirits, the King of Hundred Spirits.

The Northern Spiritual Realm, as a small realm within the Hundred Spirit Heaven, had yet to receive an invitation.

This newly enfeoffed King of Hundred Spirits was precisely an Earth Sovereign expert.

Heavens, was his beloved wife a super-powerful being comparable to the Lord of the Hundred Spirits?

This had completely shattered the limits of Mu Feng's imagination!

"You blockhead, can't you be a bit more daring?"

With a blushing face, Qing Yanjing stomped her jade foot in frustration. Her slender waist swayed like a willow in the wind, and her momentary shyness and charm almost stunned her husband.

Giving up, she blurted it all out: "This concubine cultivates both spiritual energy and spiritual arrays; I am a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign. Beyond that, I am also an intermediate-level Grandmaster of Spiritual Arrays."

Mu Feng might have been numb from inhaling too much cold air earlier, but at this moment, he appeared strangely calm—calm to the point of being terrifying.

He stared straight at Qing Yanjing, asking in a hoarse voice, "I know what a Heavenly Sovereign is, but what exactly is a Grandmaster Spirit Arrayist?"

"You can think of it as a Heavenly Sovereign within the field of spirit arrays."

"An intermediate Grandmaster Spirit Arrayist corresponds to an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Sovereign."

Qing Yanjing felt a bit shy under her husband's gaze, lowering her head with an awkward smile.

"I see~~"

Mu Feng nodded calmly, then just as calmly fainted.

Everything seemed so peaceful, indifferent, and composed.

"Oh no, the Domain Lord has fainted! Someone come quickly!"

The next moment, a sharp, panicked cry rang out across the backyard.

The atmosphere within the Domain Lord's mansion shifted instantly, descending into chaos and frantic disorder.

Don't panic, the Domain Lord is not in any serious trouble.

Just a bit of heart palpitations; two days of quiet rest will suffice.

However, his behavior has been rather strange these past few days, causing quite a bit of worry among everyone in the mansion. The most worried, naturally, is the Domain Lord's wife.

Back in that same backyard.

Mu Feng lay flat on a recliner, soaking up the sun, his body relaxed and his eyes vacant.

Recalling the conversation with his wife from a few days ago, a pile of strange titles suddenly flooded his mind.

My Lover Is Too Strong Yet Excessively Cautious

My Beloved Wife Is Truly Too Steady

The Devil King Doesn't Need to Be

The city folk seem to call this "Cautious Heroism"?

I recall the running under the sunset that day; that was my lost, "Mu Feng, do you still want to spend the rest of your life with me?"

Suddenly, a slightly angry rebuke reached his ears.

Before the Domain Lord could finish reminiscing about his youth, he was forcibly interrupted.

"A-Jing, why are you here?"

Mu Feng scrambled up from the recliner with nimble movements, forcing a smile as he looked timidly at the person approaching—Qing Yanjing, who had transformed in a second from a gentle, petite wife into a little tigress.

Seeing this, Qing Yanjing felt a pang of guilt.

She knew this was all her fault.

Mu Feng was simply overwhelmed because she was too strong—strong to the point of despair, impossible to catch up to, with a gap between them so vast that he had begun to give up on himself.

Spirit Realm versus Heavenly Sovereign; it was like comparing a mere mortal to an ancient god.

For the past decade or more, Qing Yanjing had kept it a secret precisely because she feared this.

No, she couldn't let Mu Feng continue to sink like this; she had to find a new goal for him and reignite his fighting spirit.

"Mu Feng, haven't you always wanted to know about my origins and background?"

Thinking of this, Qing Yanjing's tone softened, and she said gently, "As long as you agree to one request, This Concubine will tell you everything."

ps: I only managed to write one chapter yesterday. I spent most of the day helping my parents put up couplets and cleaning the house, so I didn't have much time to write. Sigh, I'm exhausted.