parentshiftbook Chapter 2 The Undying Sword Body
Chapter 2 The Undying Sword Body
As the rain subsided, the door to the mourning hall was pushed open again.
Zhou An returned, followed by two guards and a woman being escorted in the middle.
The woman was dressed in a dirty prison uniform, her hands and feet were tightly bound with thick hemp rope, and her eyes were covered with a cloth strip of indistinguishable color.
She was roughly pushed in, stumbled, and fell to her knees on the cold, wet floor.
Xu Ming raised his head, his gaze passing over the woman and landing on Zhou An's face, which was plastered with a fake smile.
"Father-in-law, what does this mean?" Xu Ming tilted his head, his expression as innocent as a child who knew nothing of the world. "You said there would be three, but only one came? Where are the other two? Were they delayed on the way, or are they shy?"
Zhou An flicked his whisk, his smile forced and insincere.
"Young Master Xu, please don't be in a hurry. His Majesty said that good things often come with difficulties. It's getting late, so let's send one over first so that you can have some fun."
He paused, then added meaningfully, "We'll take it slow with the rest."
Take your time?
Is this a phased execution of the humiliation inflicted on the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion? A different dish each day, slowly torturing him until he completely breaks down?
This emperor's mind was truly wicked.
However, even if the other party has malicious intentions, one cannot show any dissatisfaction.
Xu Ming sneered inwardly, but on the surface he looked as if he had just realized something.
"I see, Your Majesty is indeed very thoughtful!"
He walked a few steps to the woman, squatted down, and looked her over with great interest.
Mud and filth obscured her face, but her figure exuded an indomitable spirit.
Xu Ming reached out and gently lifted the strip of cloth covering the woman's face as she trembled warily.
Beneath the strip of cloth were a pair of tightly closed eyes. Long eyelashes were still damp with moisture, and even in this disheveled state, their delicate beauty remained undeniable.
She's a natural beauty.
"Alright then." Xu Ming stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "One is fine. We're already here, we can't keep these young ladies kneeling forever."
He turned around and tore off a long strip of red silk from the sacrificial table next to him.
This was originally part of the funeral rites, but he has now given it a new purpose.
Xu Ming tied one end of the red silk to his wrist, then walked to the woman and wrapped the other end around her bound hands.
The bright red silk satin looked eerie and jarring in the gloomy mourning hall.
"Father, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother..."
Xu Ming, holding the red silk ribbon and leading the silent woman, faced the seven dark coffins, his voice clear and resonant.
"I've brought your daughter-in-law and sister-in-law back. Although the ceremony is a bit simple and there aren't many people, the sentiment is there."
"If you could know this from beyond the grave, you should be happy for me."
After saying that, he grabbed the red silk and yanked it hard.
The woman stumbled and was forced to kneel down.
"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"
Xu Ming bowed deeply to the gloomy sky outside the mourning hall.
"Bowing to the parents a second time!"
He turned around and solemnly bowed to the seven coffins.
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
He turned around again, facing the woman who had been forced to kneel, and pulled on the red silk, forcing her to lower her head.
Throughout the entire process, the woman remained silent, her body taut like a fully drawn bow.
The guards and eunuchs standing at the door felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.
Inside the mourning hall, red silk used in funeral rites was used to perform a traditional wedding ceremony facing the seven coffins…
This young master of the Xu family isn't just crazy, he's possessed by a demon!
The ceremony is complete.
Xu Ming straightened up and casually untied the red silk ribbon from his wrist.
He looked at Zhou An at the door and smiled warmly, "Thank you for your trouble, Father-in-law. The rest is a family matter for the Xu family, so we won't keep you for the wedding banquet."
Zhou An felt a chill run down his spine and didn't want to stay a moment longer, so he hurriedly turned around and left with his men.
The door was closed, cutting off the last ray of light from outside.
Inside the mourning hall, only Xu Ming, the bound "bride," and seven coffins remained.
Xu Ming lifted the woman off the ground, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and strode towards a pre-prepared room next door.
That place should have been where the vigil keepers rested.
With a "bang," he threw the woman onto the simple wooden bed.
The ropes were specially made by the Ministry of Justice, and the technique used was professional.
But this woman never struggled from beginning to end.
It's too quiet.
It was unusually quiet.
Xu Ming stood by the bed, looking down at her, and reached out to untie the hemp rope binding her hands.
The knot had just loosened a crack—
A sudden change has occurred!
The woman suddenly opened her eyes!
A sharp piece of wood appeared between her fingers, seemingly broken off from somewhere, and she thrust it directly at Xu Ming's throat!
Xu Ming turned his head, and a piece of wood grazed his neck, leaving a shallow bloodstain.
"I, Ye Qingqiu, would rather die than submit to the imperial court's lackeys!"
The woman's screams were filled with piercing hatred and despair.
She tried to roll off the bed, but she was too weak and her movements were a beat too slow.
Xu Ming grabbed her wrist and pushed her back onto the bed.
"Why bother?" Xu Ming looked down at her. "You're very weak right now."
Ye Qingqiu remained silent, and once again thrust the wooden shard in her hand toward Xu Ming's eyes.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap landed on Ye Qingqiu's face.
Her head was knocked to the side, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and the wooden piece in her hand fell onto the bed.
Name: Ye Qingqiu
[Identity: Disciple of the Sword Sect.]
[Realm: None]
[Hidden Attribute: Innate Sword Bone (Gold)]
Gold entry!
Born with the bones of a sword!
Xu Ming was overjoyed; this was an absolutely perfect start!
Without the slightest hesitation, taking advantage of Ye Qingqiu's momentary lapse in concentration, he suddenly raised his other hand and bit his thumb hard.
Fresh blood seeped out.
The next instant, he forcefully placed the drop of blood on Ye Qingqiu's smooth forehead.
His actions were domineering and left no room for refusal.
"From this day forward, you belong to me, Xu Ming."
He leaned close to her ear and, word by word, declared his ownership.
"This is the ceremony for taking a concubine."
【Ding! 】
[Target detected: Ye Qingqiu.]
[Binding successful! Starting to share the entry...]
[Host detected first-time binding of gold-level affix, triggering a 100x bonus!]
The entry "Innate Sword Bone" has been shared and is currently experiencing a 100x increase...
[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the Immortal attribute: Undying Sword Body!]
In an instant, an indescribable pain and power erupted from the depths of Xu Ming's bones!
It was as if millions of invisible steel blades were frantically hammering, tempering, and reshaping every inch of his bones inside his body!
The originally fragile meridians were forcibly widened by a tyrannical force, breaking inch by inch, and then instantly regenerating.
That kind of pain is beyond what "pain" can describe. It's a transformation that erupts from the depths of our genes, a complete dismantling and reassembling of our entire being.