What's wrong with me, a powerful minister, supporting a few female officials?

Chapter 61: The Hundred-Household Commander Wields His Sword and Slays the Immortal Taoist Sorcerer! Please continue reading!

I saw Xue Yishu walk into the courtyard by herself.

Su Mo was speechless.

"Brother Xue, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing that Xue Yishu was still dressed as a man, Su Mo felt embarrassed to call her Miss Xue!
I wonder if she knows that her parents have already betrothed her to me!

The engagement tokens have already been given!
Xue Yishu stared wide-eyed at Su Mo, looking completely bewildered: "Of course I'm coming to stay here!"

"Didn't you promise to take me in for seven days?"

She added, "They've already taken the money!"

Su Mo was dumbfounded.

Isn't this a bit too open?

The marriage hasn't even been officially arranged yet, isn't Wang afraid that she won't agree?

Also, what if the young widow comes at night?

It's not really appropriate to be intimate with Qin Bier right under his fiancée's nose, is it?
Xue Yishu had no idea that Su Mo had so many thoughts.

He frowned: "Brother Su, what are you still standing there for?"

"Quickly make me a good meal!"

She swallowed hard, her eyes shining: "I haven't had lunch yet, I'm starving!"

Even the poorest family of a county magistrate would never go hungry, and certainly wouldn't eat twice a day like the common people!
They eat four meals a day: breakfast, lunch, dinner, plus delicate pastries and late-night snacks!
As Xue Yishu was speaking, she suddenly heard a dog barking.

Turning his head, he saw two snarling puppies and was speechless.

Su Mo actually went and bought two dogs!

Su Mo was equally speechless!

So it turns out I'm going to marry a little foodie!

Lady Chen, please come back quickly and practice your cooking skills.

Stop brandishing knives and guns all the time and getting yourself into trouble!

……

After lunch.

Xue Yishu then pestered Su Mo, constantly asking him questions about poetry, and even forced Su Mo to recite the remaining fragments.

Su Mo ignored her.

Miss Xue sulked and went off to sit with her book in her hand for half a day, completely ignoring Su Mo.

It wasn't until evening, after Su Mo had prepared the meal, that she eagerly came over again.

His shamelessness was so great that Su Mo felt ashamed of himself.

After dinner, Miss Xue returned to her room with a book in her hand, leaving Su Mo slightly disappointed.

And this girl, she doesn't even clean up her dishes after eating!
But Su Mo immediately perked up and waited until 9 PM.

Sure enough, there was another knock at the door outside the courtyard, two long and two short knocks.

The young widow has arrived!!!
Just as Su Mo and the young widow were getting into the swing of things and fighting fiercely, determined to determine who was superior, Su Mo and the young widow were getting into a fight.

Outside the Su residence, under the dim moonlight, a black shadow appeared silently!
As the shadowy figure drew closer.

The one who arrived was none other than the expressionless old servant of the Cao family!

It's a dark and windy night, and it's a day of murder and arson!

They've come to take Su Mo's life!

A fierce glint flashed in the old man's eyes as he coldly glanced at the dark and gloomy Su residence!
It is an honor for a mere clerk in the government office and a strongman in brocade robes to die at the hands of a sorcerer in the Soul-Stabilizing Realm!

As an old man at the peak of the third realm of immortality, he was quite confident in his strength.

Let alone a mere clerk.

Even the most skilled martial artists in the world would find it difficult to last two rounds against him!
Taoist sorcerers and martial arts masters mostly gathered in Shenjing.

Despite its population of hundreds of thousands, Changping County is a small county.

However, there are no more than twenty Taoist sorcerers, and most of them are at the beginner or body-observation stage!
This wasn't the first time the old man had eliminated enemies and troublemakers for the Cao family.

A black rope, hidden in his sleeve, flew out like a nimble snake.

He then wrapped himself around a large tree branch on the inside of the wall and flew into the Su residence.

Sudden.

A sharp and unparalleled sword aura shot out from the treetop.

The old man's expression changed drastically.

The black rope in his hand returned rapidly, twisting and coiling, drawing countless black ripples in mid-air.

Large, rapidly shrinking black circles enveloped the sword energy.

He narrowly managed to disperse the sword energy before it reached him!
The old man took a deep breath, and his body moved like a ghost, instantly retreating more than ten feet away.

Two slanted, triangular eyes, gleaming with sharp light, stared intently at the large tree in the Su residence. He uttered a deep shout: "Who's there?" A gentle breeze rustled the treetops, and a red shadow flickered among the swaying leaves.

Lin Moyin, dressed in white with a red cloak over her clothes, held a book in one hand and, bathed in the dim moonlight, drifted slowly down from the treetop like a fairy in a painting.

She looked at the old man expressionlessly.

"You come to kill my men, and you even ask who I am?"

The old man's expression turned solemn. The black rope in his hand, like a giant black python, coiled around his body, with one end resembling the python's head, held high!
"A centurion of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"Lin Moyin?"

Lin Moyin remained expressionless and said calmly, "Soul Chaser, Master of Fate!"

He paused, then continued, "Peak of the Soul-Stabilizing Realm. Cultivate diligently, and you might be able to advance to the Divine Realm and extend your lifespan by thirty years!"

"Why hide your name and act as a lackey of the Cao family?"

Si Guiming sneered: "I am a lackey of the Cao family, and you, fellow Daoist, are no different from the imperial court's lapdog!"

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and said coldly, "Are you sure you want to make an enemy of me for that insignificant strongman?"

Lin Moyin paused for a moment before saying, "It's not your place to kill my people."

"and……"

She curled her lip upwards, her pretty eyes revealing disdain: "A mere Soul Realm sorcerer, exhausted and weakened, is not qualified to speak to me like this!"

Si Guiming snorted heavily: "What an arrogant scoundrel!"

"I'd like to see what kind of person you are, young lady, who dares to speak so arrogantly!"

As he spoke, he pointed with two fingers, and the black rope instantly transformed into a giant black python over ten feet long.

It opened its blood-red maw and lunged to devour Lin Moyin!

Lin Moyin sighed, her lips parted slightly, and she uttered two words: "Foolish!"

He lifted the book in front of him.

Amidst a flash of white light, another rune appeared.

It instantly transformed into a ten-foot-long flying sword and flew out at great speed.

The flying sword spun in mid-air and actually chopped off the giant python's head!
A black cloth floated down from mid-air!

Si Guiming's expression changed, and he suddenly waved his hand, retracting the black rope!
The black rope was a full three feet shorter!

My heart bled instantly!

This Soul-Chasing Rope is a third-grade magic weapon, which was forged over thirty years using the blood and sweat of the heart!
However, he knew that now was not the time to be sentimental about the magical artifact.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he stared intently at Lin Moyin, his sinister voice squeezing out from between his teeth: "You are... a sorcerer at the Divine Transformation Realm?"

Immediately, his gaze shifted down to the book: "What kind of magical artifact is this?"

Lin Moyin didn't hide anything from him and said softly, "A fourth-grade magic weapon, the Sword Control Manual!"

Upon hearing this, Si Guiming's expression changed drastically, his old face becoming unpredictable!

His cultivation level was higher than his, his magical artifacts were stronger, and he was in the prime of his life.

How can I fight against her?
How can this little girl be so terrifying?
He's at most in his early thirties, so how did he manage to cultivate to that state of transcendence?
Could it be that one's cultivation begins from the womb?

Seeing Si Guiming's gloomy and unpredictable expression, Lin Moyin sighed, "I am mindful that we both cultivate the path of immortality, and this cultivation level was hard-won!"

"Cut off your own arm and leave the Cao residence, and I may spare your life!"

"If you can't bear to part with this arm, then I have no choice but to..."

Her voice suddenly turned cold: "I'll take your life!"

Si Guiming fell silent. After a long while, he saw runes reappear on the sword manual in Lin Moyin's hand.

Finally, I gritted my teeth and persevered.

His palm was like a knife, slashing hard across my left arm.

Blood splattered.

Half of his left arm fell to the ground!

After severing his own arm, Si Guiming looked up at Lin Moyin, about to utter a harsh word and leave.

To everyone's astonishment, the sword talisman on the Sword Control Manual had not disappeared!

Lin Moyin pointed her sword.

Runes materialized into flying swords, which shot towards him like lightning!

Si Guiming was shocked and suddenly swung his right hand, sending the black rope flying out.

He roared in fury, "You...you won't talk..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Black Chain was cut in half at the waist by a flying sword!
The flying sword swept past him.

Si Guiming's fine head rolled to the ground!
The female centurion glanced at the head that was still glaring angrily and said in a low voice, "How can a man over a hundred years old still be so naive!"

"To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots. How could I possibly let you leave alive!"

(End of this chapter)