Chapter 123: Yu Luonang: My Bottom Feels Hot - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 123: Yu Luonang: My Bottom Feels Hot At that moment, Su Mo stopped at a fortune-telling stall. In front of him sat an elderly Daoist with a few brushes on display. Seeing Su Mo approach, the old Daoist immediately spoke up. "Young man, are you here to have your fortune or love life read?" Su Mo shook his head. "I'm here for neither." "I want to buy some of your ink and brushes. How much would that cost?" "My ink and brushes?" The old Daoist was rather taken aback; this was the first time someone had made such a request. "In that case, it'll be ten taels of silver." "I'll give you a pouch of ink and a wolf-hair brush." Although ink and brushes could be bought at a regular market for just a few copper coins, this was the Yin-Yang Bazaar. Hence, Su Mo didn’t haggle over the price. "Alright, ten taels it is." "Please fill your pouch with the ink." "Got it." The old Daoist promptly filled his water pouch with ink. With the pouch and the brush in hand, Su Mo felt emboldened. He had no fear of the monsters and demons at the stalls around him. In fact, he was eager to see what effect his ink would have once it touched them. At that moment, Yu Luonang and the five ghosts disappeared, alarming Su Mo. Don't tell me they've run off... With this in mind, Su Mo returned to the city gate. He found Yu Luonang’s silk palanquin still there, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. He approached the palanquin, took out his brush, and wrote a large "Seal" character under the cushion. Thanks to the special material of the seat and cushion, Su Mo's blazing yang energy didn’t burn it away. Having done this, Su Mo retreated to the corner of the city wall and quietly observed. Meanwhile, at the Halfway Inn. Bai Suzhen, after a bath, donned a fresh outfit and exquisite makeup, quietly awaiting good news from Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing was growing anxious, pacing back and forth at the inn's entrance. No sign of Su Mo appeared, contrasting with her script in which he was supposed to approach, allowing her to inform her sister for a coincidental meeting. But Su Mo hadn’t shown up, and no one knew where he was. Xiao Qing decided to head to the city gate to check if Su Mo was too afraid to enter, hence his absence. Just as Yu Luonang, having bought her cosmetic powders, exited a shop with her five ghosts, she was still marveling at the diversity of the Yin-Yang Bazaar. Though tempted to continue browsing, she refrained as the thought of the youth at the gate filled her with apprehension. Better leave quickly and return another time. With this decision, Yu Luonang hastened towards the exit of the Bazaar with the five ghosts. At the gate, she noticed a green-clad beauty restlessly scanning the area, seemingly waiting for someone. This sight piqued her caution. Was this woman somehow connected to that young man? It didn’t matter. Leaving now was the safest option. Outside, Yu Luonang climbed into her palanquin. Hmm? What’s this? Why is my seat so warm? Before she could fully process it, blinding golden-red light enveloped her, sapping her of妖力 (demonic power). Meanwhile, the five ghosts were oblivious to the occurrence, attempting to lift the palanquin. Yet, without her妖力, Yu Luonang became as burdensome as a mountain to the ghostly spirits. Struggling with the unexpected weight, the five ghosts slumped down after only a few steps. "What's going on today? This palanquin weighs far more than usual." "Lady Yu Luonang, are you carrying something extra?" Now devoid of妖力, Yu Luonang was in sheer panic, unsure of what had occurred. But she was certain someone had tampered with her seat cushion. If the five ghosts found out she had no powers, who knew what they might attempt? Feigning composure, Yu Luonang said, "You lazy ghosts, all you do is complain. Hurry up and get me out of here!" With that, the five ghosts grudgingly resumed carrying the palanquin. They couldn’t even manage a few steps before being forced to set it down again. From his corner hideout, Su Mo saw the time was ripe and stepped forth. "Yu Luonang, didn’t expect this, did you? You're not going anywhere now!" Yu Luonang was immediately on guard upon hearing his voice. "It's you!" "Yes, it’s me." "How does it feel to lose your powers?" As he spoke, Su Mo approached the silk palanquin. The five ghosts, hearing that Yu Luonang had been rendered powerless by Su Mo, lined up in fear, like students before their teacher. Su Mo then drew his brush and wrote "Seal" on each of their foreheads. In an instant, the five ghosts, unable to maintain their magical aura, transformed into five differently colored ghost beads. Su Mo picked up the beads and climbed into Yu Luonang’s palanquin. Seeing him approach, Yu Luonang was terrified, collapsing into her seat with helpless dread. She was like a deer caught in a hunter's snare. "What do you intend to do?" Facing this ravishing beauty, Su Mo teased with interest. "When you ordered the black ghost to gouge my eyes, you weren’t like this." "You said you liked my eyes." "Do you still like them now?" Su Mo placed his hands on the armrests of her seat. Leaning in, his face was mere inches from hers. Their breaths mingled in the small space. Yu Luonang found his actions shamelessly flirtatious, something she'd never experienced. Now, however, she had no choice but to feign docility. Tears glistened in her sultry eyes as she pleaded with a voice as soft as springtime breezes. "Master, you're truly going to be the end of me." "I was blind, failing to recognize your greatness." "Please, spare me this one time." Her pleading voice, matched with her enchanting eyes, almost swayed Su Mo. Had he not known her treacherous ways from previous encounters, he might have been deceived. "Fine, I'll spare your life, but you won't escape unscathed." With that, Su Mo brought out his ink and brush, leaving Yu Luonang unsure of his intentions. In a moment, he wrote the word "Seal" on her forehead. "No!" The ink burned as if searing her skin, causing beads of sweat to form. The ink infused with Su Mo’s fiery energy tormented her. "What do you mean, 'no'?" Unfazed, Su Mo continued marking her exposed skin. Each stroke elicited a cry of pain. "Please, kind sir, stop writing," she implored. "The ink burns." Her pleas were relentless. "I'll obey your every word, I’ll go east if you say so, never west." "You say one, I’ll never say two..." After covering every bit of exposed skin with "Seal" characters, only then did Su Mo pause. Yu Luonang, once radiating allure, was now covered in black "Seal" characters, like some heavily tattooed spirit girl. Except, she retained her beauty. Satisfied with his work, Su Mo smirked and put away his brush. "Alright. From now on, you’re with me." Yu Luonang showed no signs of displeasure, maintaining steady eye contact with Su Mo. A hidden joy seemed to glimmer in her eyes. "Yes, my lord," she said. "You can call me Yuniang from now on. That's my nickname." Seeing Yu Luonang's obedient demeanor, Su Mo couldn't help but feel affirmed in the truth of his simulated insights into life and relationships. Her personality, as expected, thrived under a firm hand. Curious, Su Mo asked, "With your powers sealed, can you still return to your original form?" "Yes, my lord," she replied. With that, Yu Luonang transformed into a white jade spider, her body marked all over with "Seal" characters. She shrank rapidly to the size of a fingernail, resembling a tiny spider toy. Without hesitation, Su Mo tucked her into his bosom, where she joined the beads that the five ghosts had become. From within his garment, Yu Luonang's voice emerged. "My lord, there's a magical artifact at my place that I haven't retrieved. Could you make some time to go with me to get it? It would be of great help to you." Su Mo recalled the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Net. It was an artifact that Yu Luonang had perfected, allegedly leading to her downfall due to heavenly retribution. "There's no time now; we'll see about it later," Su Mo replied. "By the way, how did you get into the Yin-Yang Bazaar?" Curious about this, Su Mo was reminded of his need to return soon, lest Xu Miaoyin and Chunzhu become worried. "I got in with an invitation," Yu Luonang explained. "But if you want to exit, you'll have to unseal a portion of my powers so I can guide you out. Otherwise, you'll need a Gen Di Jade Token. But those are rare. The tree demon who’s cultivated for 2,500 years has only distributed a few hundred." "Alright, let's check out the market first." Before leaving, Su Mo glanced at Yu Luonang's silk palanquin. "Can you put this away?" "Yes, my lord," she replied. Under Yu Luonang's mental command, the palanquin rapidly shrank and vanished into her storage space. Meanwhile, Xiao Qing observed from a distance, watching in secret. Witnessing Su Mo vanquish an 800-year-old spider demon with just a brush, she grew anxious. What if Su Mo turned his attention to her, given her own beauty? Would she then become his next target? (End of chapter)