The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

"You old codger, you're really lucky. If Su Leng hadn't underestimated you, you'd be dead already!"

Tie Xiong paused, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"If you run into me tomorrow..."

Wang Long looked at Tie Xiong indifferently, completely disregarding him.

"Are you done talking?"

Tie Xiong was taken aback.

"Get out of here after you've finished speaking. I need to cultivate."

Wang Long's voice was calm, as if he were shooing away a noisy fly.

Tie Xiong's face instantly darkened.

"You old geezer—"

"What's wrong?"

Wang Long raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"You want to cause trouble in the palace?"

Tie Xiong's words caught in his throat, his face turning ashen.

Wang Long continued speaking, his tone indifferent.

"This is the imperial palace, not your Zhennan Marquis's residence."

"If you dare to make a move here, you will be showing contempt for the imperial authority and disrespect to His Majesty."

"Are you capable of bearing this charge?"

Tie Xiong's face grew increasingly grim, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but he dared not make a move.

Wang Long is right.

This is the imperial palace. If he makes a move here, not only will he himself be in trouble, but the entire Zhennan Marquis's mansion will also suffer.

He came here intending to provoke Wang Long into making a move and dying here.

I never expected Wang Long to be so calm!

"You old bastard, just you wait!"

Tie Xiong pointed at Wang Long with a furious expression, said some harsh words, and then turned and slunk away.

He slammed the door shut with a deafening roar.

Wang Long looked at his retreating figure and almost laughed.

"What a reckless fool!"

late at night.

The palace villa was shrouded in the deep darkness of night.

The sixteen servants returned to their rooms, and the courtyard quieted down, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

Wang Long sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, his Chaotic Primordial Body operating wildly within him.

The spiritual energy gathered by the Spirit Gathering Array flowed into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, surging and circulating through his meridians.

The shackles of the late second-grade level finally gave way at this moment, shattering with a crash.

Peak Second Rank!

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light.

He felt that his strength had reached a new level.

"Not enough."

Wang Long clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

"A peak second-grade opponent is still far too weak compared to a late-stage third-grade opponent."

He closed his eyes, preparing to continue his cultivation, when he suddenly sensed a familiar presence in the courtyard.

That aura was cold and powerful, carrying a chilling pressure.

Wang Long opened his eyes, and before he could react, the door opened silently.

An invisible force surged in from outside the door, like an unseen hand, and lifted him off the bed.

Wang Long's body flew out uncontrollably, through the doorway, across the courtyard, and finally landed in a soft embrace.

A pair of slender yet strong arms wrapped around his waist, catching him steadily.

Wang Long opened his eyes and was greeted by a cold and aloof face.

Luo Hanyi!

She was dressed in black, her long, black hair tied back, revealing her delicate features and snow-white neck.

The moonlight shone on her face, making her beautiful eyes appear even more clear, cold, and deep.

"The First Madam?"

Wang Long was stunned.

"What's wrong with you—"

"Shut up."

Luo Hanyi interrupted him, grabbed him, and with a light touch of her toes, she soared into the air like a graceful swallow, silently disappearing from the courtyard.

The night wind howled past my ears.

He was held in her arms, and he could smell her faint fragrance and feel the softness of her chest against his body.

His heart started racing uncontrollably.

He, an old stable boy, was carried away from his room by the mistress of the Marquis's mansion.

It's so embarrassing.

If this got out, who would believe it?!

Luo Hanyi carried him and moved swiftly across the rooftops of the palace, her movements as light as a swallow, without making a sound.

A moment later, she landed in front of a secluded palace.

The palace was not large, but it was kept very clean and tidy, clearly prepared in advance.

Luo Hanyi pushed open the door, placed Wang Long on the bed, and with a flick of her hand, the door slammed shut.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling upon her and outlining her breathtaking curves.

Wang Long sat on the bed, looked at her, and swallowed.

"Madam, what's wrong...?"

Luo Hanyi turned around and looked at him, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She slowly walked to the bedside and looked down at him.

You are injured.

Her voice was clear and cold, yet it carried a hint of something unusual that she herself was unaware of.

"This lady will heal your wounds."

Wang Long paused for a moment, then couldn't help but grin foolishly.

"The First Madam is so kind to this old servant."

Luo Hanyi glared at him, annoyed.

"Hurry, I need to get back before Minglan wakes up."

"This old servant obeys!"

Wang Long nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey Luo Hanyi's orders.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on the two of them and casting their shadows on the wall, where they intertwined.

Outside the window, the night wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

Inside, it was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard.

Luo Hanyi's hands roamed over his body, not missing a single wound.

Her movements were very light and gentle, completely different from the cold and aloof First Lady of the Marquis's Mansion she usually was.

Wang Long closed his eyes, enjoying her rare tenderness.

But he was secretly making plans in his heart.

We must win tomorrow.

For no other reason than that.

All for this woman who's tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and for that proud and adorable little girl.

Also for...himself.

Just as Wang Long was lost in thought.

He suddenly shuddered, and an unprecedented power surged from his dantian, flowing throughout his body and tempering every bone.

The bones crackled and popped, as if they had been reforged, becoming stronger and denser.

This process is extremely painful, like having all the bones in your body broken and then put back together.

Wang Long gritted his teeth, his face contorted in pain.

Luo Hanyi's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You...you're about to break through again!?"

Without any hesitation, she flipped her jade-like hand, and a light green pill appeared in her palm.

It was stuffed directly into Wang Long's mouth.

Wang Long immediately swallowed it and found that the pain in his body was instantly relieved.

Although Wang Long was not very knowledgeable, he knew that this pill was definitely worth a lot of money!

A warm feeling welled up inside her, and Luo Hanyi could only watch helplessly as Wang Long tempered his bones.

After all, this is a pain that every martial artist has to go through.

She didn't stand idly by; instead, she wanted to alleviate Wang Long's suffering.

"The First Madam isn't that heartless!"

Even though Wang Long was undergoing pain relief during bone reconstruction, he was still able to joke with Luo Hanyi.

He looked at Luo Hanyi with a smile.

"Focus on breaking through!"

Luo Hanyi stood guard for Wang Long, coldly shouting.

This cold voice sounded so pleasant to Wang Long's ears.

"This old servant obeys!"

Despite the aid of the elixir, the pain persisted, and he gritted his teeth.

He channeled his spiritual energy, continuously cleansing the broken bones throughout his body, accelerating the healing process.

I don't know how much time passed.

Wang Long's forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was filled with pain.

boom!

The next moment, Wang Long's spiritual power surged, and he successfully stepped into the third rank!

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Third-grade Bone Tempering Realm!

Become!