A short while later, Li Ling and the Ninth Princess left the residence together without alerting the guards or servants.
This time, they had no entourage surrounding them or servants following at their heels. They strolled through the streets of this mortal city, with ordinary people coming and going all around them. Amid the bustling crowds, they found a rare measure of afternoon tranquility.
They exchanged smiles, both filled with an inexplicable delight.
They had been married for years, inseparable as glue and lacquer, and had done many things together as prince consort and princess. Yet this was their first time standing together as cultivators to fight an enemy, an entirely new experience.
The Ninth Princess looked at Li Ling walking beside her and found him gazing back at her with bright eyes. Her heartstrings stirred, and she said with a smile, "Husband, I suddenly feel so exhilarated!"
Li Ling smiled. "So do I. At last, I don't have to keep hiding everything."
He paused, his tone growing sober. "Someone is hiding in the shadows, plotting against us. We'll drag them out together.
"Even if we can't destroy them immediately, we can sever their hands and feet, pull out their fangs and claws, and make them afraid to attack us again!"
"Yes!"
The Ninth Princess looked at Li Ling with excitement, feeling immense happiness surround her like a rising tide.
Once upon a time, she had imagined Li Ling cultivating and pursuing the Dao, the two of them moving forward together, husband leading and wife following. She had never expected that dream to come true so soon.
They had changed into blue Daoist robes, looking like ordinary rogue cultivators. It seemed that this change of clothes had also freed their minds from the restraints of sect and clan, leaving them