My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 356 - 230: All Sects Gather Together

In the early morning, when Li Nuo got out of bed, his wife was nowhere to be seen, only a faint fragrance lingered by his side.

Yesterday was an odd-numbered day, which meant he had shared the bed with Jiaren.

If he had been with Anning, he definitely wouldn't be up so early, not even possibly.

After washing and eating breakfast, his wife practiced her martial arts in the courtyard in the morning, while Li Nuo sat next to a stone table in the yard, studying the Internal Cultivation Methods.

Anning sat next to Li Nuo, studying the classics of Legalism.

The family of three, each busy with their own things.

At a certain moment, a figure walked in from outside.

Yiren held three skewers of candied hawthorns in her hands; she walked up to Li Nuo and Anning, handed them two skewers, and said, "I saw these for sale on the street just now and thought of getting some for you as well..."

Then, she walked over to Song Jiaren and handed the last one to her.

Li Nuo and Anning looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in the other's eyes.

It was just one night, yet Yiren seemed like a different person, actually remembering them when she saw something delicious on the street. For a moment, Li Nuo even wondered if she had spit on the candied hawthorns?

That suspicion was obviously too malicious.

Based on Li Nuo's understanding of Yiren, she would never do such a thing.

Even though he didn't know what had happened overnight, living under the same roof, Li Nuo naturally hoped they could get along harmoniously, and he was very pleased to see this change in Yiren.

The more she acted this way, the more embarrassed Li Nuo felt.

If not for fate's cruelty, she should have been the mistress of this house.

Putting himself in Yiren's shoes, he might have fallen apart by now.

The night was deep, and as Li Nuo left the study to stretch his body, he prepared to rest in Anning's room but noticed a faint light still shining from the courtyard next door. He thought for a moment and then slowly walked over.

A short while later, in Song Yiren's room.

She sat at the table, propping her chin with one hand, staring blankly at the flame within the Glazed Lamp.

Her daily routine was completely overturned, unable to sleep at night, and groggy during the day, she was wondering how to get through the long night when her eyebrows suddenly quirked.

The next moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

She walked over, opened the door, and seeing Li Nuo standing outside, she asked, "What are you doing up so late?"

Li Nuo asked, "Why aren't you sleeping at this hour?"

Song Yiren turned and walked back into the room, saying, "I can't sleep."

Li Nuo knew she couldn't sleep. Phoenix had business back at the Jade Sound Pavilion today, and the only room that would have a light on could only be hers.

He didn't say much and simply said, "Go to bed."

Song Yiren paused slightly, somewhat disbelieving her own ears.

Go to bed?

Song Jiaren and Li Anning were still at home...

Was he planning to fulfill the marriage vow from that time?

Phoenix sister had said, as long as she was a bit nicer to Song Jiaren and Li Anning, he would care more about her, but wasn't this too fast?

Li Nuo said, "Why are you standing there? After I give you the massage, I still need to go back to sleep."

Song Yiren came back to her senses and then silently walked to the bed, lied down, and wrapped herself in the quilt.

Li Nuo washed his hands and after drying them off, sat by the bed.

He placed his hands on her head, found the exact acupoints, and gently applied pressure.

With the experience from last time and mentally prepared, Song Yiren did not cry out.

Having him by her side made her feel exceptionally secure, and her whole person completely relaxed.

Incredibly, though she had been utterly awake, after enjoying a moment of massage, a slight drowsiness began to assail her.

This drowsiness grew heavier and heavier, irresistible...

A quarter of an hour later.

Looking at Yiren, who was breathing steadily and asleep, Li Nuo slowly stood up, washed his hands, extinguished the light, closed the door, and left.

For Yiren, both he and his wife felt a little guilty in their hearts.

It was only right to be a little nicer to her.

Back in his room, Anning anxiously greeted him, chiding, "Why did it take you so long to come here? I've been waiting for you for so long..."

Li Nuo explained, "Yiren has been suffering from severe insomnia these past days; I just massaged a few sleep-inducing acupoints on her head."

Li Anning asked, "Did she fall asleep?"

Li Nuo nodded and said, "She fell asleep before I came here."

Li Anning expressed her astonishment, "Isn't that something only the Imperial Physician would know?"

When she had trouble sleeping as a child, her mother would call a female doctor to massage her, and after just a short time, she could sleep soundly.

Li Nuo's hand had already slipped under her nightgown, he laughed and said, "Your Prince Consort knows many more things than that, you will find out in time..."

A touch of blush flashed across Li Anning's pretty face, and she whispered in his ear, "Hmph, your Princess knows a lot as well..."

There's a song that goes: The lonely white rabbit, looks here and there.

Again, a poem sung: "Beauty plays the flute and flowers sway in awe; the noble son gleams like jade, his sword, a rainbow in flight..."

...

As time trickled into mid-August, the Martial Arts Tournament organized by the court also drew near.

The common folks of Chang'an only heard rumors of such an event; Jianghu was too distant a concept for them, and they were more concerned whether today's price of rice and vegetables would rise.

The courtiers paid little attention to the event as well.

The court agreed to hold the Martial Arts Tournament for one reason only—to give Li Xuanjing's son something to occupy his time.

As it turned out, that thought was correct.

For a full three months, he hadn't found the time to trouble any officials.

Although other people remained indifferent, for the Martial Arts world, this was a rare grand event in decades.

For this Martial Arts Tournament held by the court, none of the notable Martial Arts Sects from Jianghu was absent, including supreme sects like Sanqing Sect and Shu Mountain, which had sent all their Grandmasters.

In recent days, the Martial Arts Sects attending the tournament had arrived in Chang'an one after another.

To better welcome and accommodate these Martial Arts Sects, the Ministry of Rites set up reception points at each city gate.

A massive banner reading "Martial Arts Tournament Reception" was put up, visible as soon as one entered the city gates; it was unlikely for any Sect to overlook it.

Over a dozen figures carrying long spears gathered at the East City Gate.

They hailed from Yue State's Silver Spear Sect.

The two Sect Leaders of Silver Spear Sect, both with Grandmaster-level cultivation, belonged to a Second-class Sect but were top tier among them, akin to Heavenly Mountain Sect.

If another Grandmaster emerged from the Sect, the Silver Spear Sect would ascend to being a first-class sect.

The Silver Spear Sect took this Martial Arts Tournament very seriously. Both Grandmasters, leading ten talented disciples, had traveled thousands of miles to come here.

It was the Sect's first time dealing with the court, and the members of the Silver Spear Sect were understandably nervous at first.

But as soon as they entered the city gates and saw the reception set up by the Ministry of Rites, the civility of the officials towards them lifted their spirits completely.

Arrayed on a table at the reception were various fruits for their enjoyment.

Grapes, bananas, tangerines, lychees, and more.

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Having traveled a dusty road to Chang'an and feeling parched, these fruits were a welcome relief.

Chang'an's reputation held true; even the fruits were far more delicious than those in Yue State.

It was the best fruit they had ever tasted.

The Ministry of Rites had to register each person and issue a waist card, which took a bit longer.

While waiting, the disciples of the Silver Spear Sect didn't sit idly; the whole table of fruits was quickly devoured.

The fruits were so enticing that even the two Grandmasters couldn't resist and ate two bananas and a handful of lychees.

At first, they placed the banana peels, orange peels, grape skins, and lychee pits on the table.

But since the table was very small, it quickly ran out of space for these refuse. Not being sticklers for manners, the ground soon became littered with their discarded peels and seeds.

Meanwhile, at another city gate.

Mad Blade Sect and Mysterious Sword Sect arrived at Chang'an one after the other, waiting for the Ministry of Rites reception at the West Gate.

The disciples of the Mad Blade Sect each carried a large blade on their backs.

Those of Mysterious Sword Sect bore heavy swords.

Such a sight was uncommon in Chang'an, drawing much attention from the public.

Onlookers watched from afar, whispering amongst themselves.

"These people, what are they here for?"

"With everyone carrying either a blade or a sword, they sure look intimidating."

"Don't you all keep up with court affairs? There's going to be a Martial Arts Tournament in a few days. These people are definitely here to participate."

"Hey, what do you think, which is more formidable, the sword or the blade?"

"I think the sword is more powerful. Otherwise, why would so many learn the sword rather than the blade?"

"I think the blade is mightier. Look in the army, almost everyone uses blades. Few use swords; it's surely because the blade is more powerful..."

...

As the people chattered on, the topic shifted from the identities of these individuals to a dispute between swords and blades.

As for these discussions, the Grandmasters of the two Sects paid no mind, but some of the younger disciples couldn't hold back.

A disciple from Mad Blade Sect curled his lips and said, "Though many learn the sword, when it comes to sheer power, the blade prevails by far..."

The disciple from Mysterious Sword Sect felt slighted and retorted sardonically, "If the blade is stronger than the sword, then why do so many learn the sword and not the blade?"

"That's because the blade is harder to master than the sword."

"Bullshit, the Sword Dao is infinitely variable. What else can you blade-brutes do besides hack and slash?"

The bystanders, ever eager for excitement, saw their argument and someone loudly said, "All this talk is useless. Fight and show us—whoever wins is right..."

"Fight then, I only fear some brutes might lack the courage."

"Fear is for your grandchildren!"

Both young Martial Artists, brimming with youthful vigor and unwilling to concede, strode towards an open area beneath the city walls not far away.