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My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 845 - 472: Most of the Girls on Muyu Peak Are Poor
Li Zhibai was somewhat curious.
Once upon a time, Zhu Tongjun, although affiliated with the Hehuan Sect and indeed practiced the Charm Technique, in reality... had no actual connection with these courtesans.
Now, she would actually step forward to ’meet guests’ in a performance.
Li Zhibai was surprised. With years of understanding, he honestly felt curious to see how Zhu Pingniang would look performing on stage.
Thinking about it, he might truly overturn that image of Tong Jun in his mind.
Li Zhibai could understand.
The Charm Technique of the Hehuan Sect is fundamentally about Yin and Yang Balance, but Tong Jun was always so pristine... So expecting her to achieve Yin and Yang Balance was almost impossible, hence borrowing techniques from ’other paths’.
Therefore, Li Zhibai believed that her decision to step onto the stage and closely observe these brothel girls was indeed the right choice.
The so-called necessity of learning from others.
The girls from the brothel could genuinely provide useful insights for Zhu Pingniang in cultivating the Charm Technique.
"Tong Jun’s performance... is it?" Li Zhibai lightly shook his head.
It’s truly hard to imagine this girl’s music carrying such enchanting allure...
Chang’an must have heard it?
Li Zhibai thought so.
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Zhu Pingniang now vaguely sensed that Li Zhibai was aware of her current situation, but... not everyone had the chance to meet her Ah Bai.
So, who acted as the spy... became obvious.
"Chang’an..." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Zhu Pingniang gritted her teeth lightly.
Almost instantly, she understood why Li Zhibai wasn’t too surprised after meeting her; it’s like... he already knew how she appeared now?
Turns out... before Xu Chang’an became her spy... he was already Li Zhibai’s spy.
This kid...
Zhu Pingniang’s teeth grated noisily.
Thinking about how Xu Chang’an had indeed worked for Ah Bai, and when she herself asked him, he was so hesitant, Zhu Pingniang was infuriated.
So, he could report her information to Li Zhibai, but could not report Li Zhibai’s information to her?
At this moment, Zhu Pingniang was prepared for the worst.
That is, Li Zhibai already knew about her plan to perform, and just... Li Zhibai must have wanted to ask this very question.
As anger subsided, came a sense of helplessness.
Ah Bai, too.
Some things shouldn’t be asked, didn’t she know? Can’t they just have some tacit understanding?
Why insist on tugging away that last bit of dignity?
Zhu Pingniang was visibly displeased, but luckily she had a topic shifter.
Wen Li.
Wen Li leaned on the longsword, barely supporting her body, the fabric at the chest, cuffs, and waist of the black-red Daoist Robe was completely shattered, her delicate body didn’t bear any obvious wounds yet was covered in dust and charred marks, gasping for breath with a pale face, looking quite distraught.
At this moment, not a trace of starlight remained on Wen Li, as if she had exhausted every bit of energy to maintain Sword Intent, the radiant glow in her eyes gradually dimming...
Despite Wen Li’s distress, scanning the entire pockmarked battlefield, not a shadow of ’Zhu Tongjun’ could be found.
The victor was quite apparent.
But naturally.
After all, unless Zhu Tongjun was in her true form, and not a phantom, this outcome was inevitable given Wen Li’s Star Sword Array.
At this point, Zhu Pingniang understood.
Loss is loss, she, a ’normal’ girl, indeed had no need to compare with Wen Li, such a formidable adversary. Besides, although she lost... as long as it wasn’t entirely one-sided defeat, nothing too humiliating, it was acceptable.
Right now... seeing Wen Li’s condition, it’s evident her Star Sword Country had surpassed several levels, yet even winning against her Taixu Realm self, came at a significant cost.
Zhu Pingniang sighed lightly.
She truly hadn’t expected Wen Li to exert herself to such an extent, exhausting herself this way... even though this inner realm was Li Zhibai’s, Wen Li was genuinely dragged in.
Her expenditures were genuine, and so were her wounds.
Just a mere assessment... was such desperation necessary?
"Ah Li, are you alright?" Zhu Pingniang walked over, gently helping Wen Li up.
"I’m fine." Wen Li panted heavily, yet her expression remained calm, clearly digesting the gains that confrontation brought her.
Indeed, with the amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi she could draw upon, dealing with an initial Taixu Realm cultivator was manageable, but meeting someone like her uncle inevitably showed disparity.
Despite revealing all her cards, even using her Star Sword Light to form an illusory cage, she failed to explode her uncle’s phantom, ultimately clutching an unexpected win in this assessment.
The result being her internal meridians damaged into a chaotic mess, clearly—even in winning this round—she would have no combat ability thereafter.
"Indeed, against Taixu Realm... still quite strained." Wen Li said softly.
Zhu Pingniang supported Wen Li, retorting angrily: "Strained? While still in Mingxin Realm, you consecutively overcame those in Cloud Soaring Realm and Taixu Realm, slaying this sister of yours in one strike, what’s there to be dissatisfied about?"
Today, she thoroughly became part of the background.







