The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 1106 - 1223: Lin Shiyu [First Update]

Li Jiuling, along with Han Yi, entered the base of Shushan Mountain. Outside the entrance of Shushan, there stood two gigantic stone pillars, one hundred zhang high, towering between heaven and earth, appearing majestic and solemn. The path to Shushan ran between these stone pillars.

The steps leading to Shushan totaled 8,888, resembling a road to the heavens, endless and never seemingly arriving at an endpoint. Han Yi and the others stood before the steps, feeling insignificant in comparison.

Li Jiuling furrowed his brow, realizing he hadn’t returned to this place for almost a century.

If he had spent the past century cultivating within Shushan, he might now hold a respected and influential position as an elder—not merely someone in the early Divine Realm.

All this was because he had been betrayed by his fellow disciples, leading to his current predicament.

Perhaps this time, by returning with Ye Feng, he could clear the wrongs done to him in the past.

Gazing at the endless mountain road, Han Yi sighed, unable to help himself from commenting, "This mountain road is like a road to the heavens..."

Li Jiuling nodded, "Indeed, Shushan was constructed this grandly and majestically to remind martial artists of the greatness of Martial Arts and Heavenly Dao, of how small we are, and to always maintain a heart filled with awe and respect for the Dao.

Han Yi acknowledged the wisdom, and then, alongside Han Yi, headed towards Shushan. On the mountain path, martial artists continuously made their way towards Shushan, with people coming and going, shadows everywhere.

This time, the martial artists gathered in Shushan were far beyond what they had imagined.

Exceeding their expectations greatly, they began to worry whether Ye Feng could safely escort Lin Shiyu back to the mortal world.

Meanwhile, within a beautifully decorated courtyard in Shushan, a woman in a red wedding dress sat before a dressing table. This woman, with exquisite features and clear, bright eyes, exuded an indescribable beauty; her every movement held a lethal attraction to men.

She was none other than Ye Feng’s wife, Lin Shiyu. If Ye Feng were to see Lin Shiyu right now, he would surely feel astonishment, as Lin Shiyu had now reached the Middle Innate stage.

Bear in mind, Lin Shiyu was merely an Inner Strength martial artist before, but in just over three years, her abilities had undergone a monumental transformation, advancing directly to the Middle Innate realm.

With her power increase, Lin Shiyu’s looks and aura ascended to a new level.

At this moment, Lin Shiyu wore a sullen expression, her eyes revealing pain. Next to Lin Shiyu stood a maid with a delicate appearance, urgently saying, "Miss, you should quickly cooperate with me to do your makeup. The wedding is about to begin, and attendees from major forces within the Martial Arts World will be present.

If they see Miss without makeup, it will embarrass the Sect Leader. If the Sect Leader punishes you, both you and I will face dire consequences. I beg you to cooperate!"

At that moment, the maid was so anxious she was nearly in tears, her eyes brimming with tears.

However, Lin Shiyu remained icy, completely unwilling to do any makeup because she had no intention of marrying Shushan’s Young Sect Master, Tang Yu. In Lin Shiyu’s heart, she only had one husband, Ye Feng!

"What’s going on here?" At this moment, a richly dressed middle-aged woman entered, frowning as she inquired.

Upon seeing the middle-aged woman, fear colored the maid’s eyes: "Madam, Miss is refusing to do her makeup!"

The middle-aged woman was Li Yunxian, the wife of Shushan Sect Leader, Tang Quan.

Hearing the maid’s words, Li Yunxian immediately displayed a fierce look: "Little wench, at this point, you’re still being difficult? Our Tang Yu is the foremost prodigy of the martial world’s top three young talents, already a Divine Realm expert at such a young age, destined to become a leader of the Martial Arts World. He hasn’t minded that you’re not untouched, so what right do you have to spurn him?"

Nevertheless, Lin Shiyu remained indifferent, blatantly ignoring Li Yunxian’s words.

"Wretch!" Seeing Lin Shiyu dare to disregard her, Li Yunxian’s anger surged; she shouted in rage, her face contorting, uplifted a hand, intending to strike Lin Shiyu.

But at that moment, the maid stopped her: "Madam, please don’t! Later, Miss will have to attend the ceremony at the square with the Young Master, and if the guests see Miss with injuries on her face, it will not be good!"

Hearing the maid’s words, Li Yunxian halted her action, then swiftly changed her target, slapping the maid instead.

"Slap!" The slap landed heavily on the maid’s face, sending her flying off her feet and into a wall.

"Ugh!" Immediately, the maid coughed up blood, severely injured.

Li Yunxian looked disdainful: "Who are you to remind me? Do you think I didn’t know myself?"

Lin Shiyu’s expression changed, anxiously calling, "Little Tian!"

With that, Lin Shiyu stood up, intending to help the fallen maid, Little Tian, but just as she did, Li Yunxian leapt over to Lin Shiyu and kicked her in the abdomen.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, Lin Shiyu was sent flying by Li Yunxian’s powerful kick.

Then, Lin Shiyu crashed heavily against the wall, instantly feeling Blood Qi surging, with blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. Li Yunxian coldly eyed Lin Shiyu: "Little wench, do you really think I can’t deal with you? I’m telling you, put on makeup immediately, or I’ll beat you to death today!"

However, Lin Shiyu’s face displayed not a hint of fear, rather a readiness to face death: "Then just kill me. I’ve said this before, I have only one husband, and that is Ye Feng! In front of Ye Feng, your son is nothing; I belong only to Ye Feng. Even if I die, I won’t marry your son!"

"Nonsense!" Li Yunxian yelled furiously, charging forward to deliver another kick.