Two figures in the cover of the shadows caused by a new moon were sneaking in into the Wu clan state. Going past guards at frightening speeds. These two figures were moving at high speeds toward one of the state's medium size family houses. The duo reaches these houses, being marked by a flying red flag.
The duo, a female and male figure entered the house by opening one of the first-floor windows. Sneaking in and closing the window behind them like it's nothing. Without turning on any lights, the figures take off their mask. The female figure is covered in red color clothing, that covers her body to a tee.
The male figure on the other hand is wearing gray color clothing. As their faces stop being covered by their mask, the female figure spoke.
"Good job Mors"
"No need to thank me, you did most of the work"
Mors said to his beautiful wife as they started to wall towards their bedroom. To do so they need it to climb up the stairs, as this new house of theirs has two floors. After being promoted all the way to core disciples, they were gifted this house for them to stay in when they come to visit the clan.
"Now that we essentially have control of one of the communication giants, the sect will have the technological advantage compared to the other sects"
"Let's hope there is no way to break that contract"
"There shouldn't be, after all it's bounded to her soul"
"I hope so"
"What I hope for is that she did not figure out our identities"
"If she were to hear your voice somewhere else she might recognize it. Sadly, the system did not provide anything to change our voices."
--------Xinyang Pov-------
It's midday, the sun is high up in the sky. Xinyang is currently outside of her house. Sitting under the nice shade as she looks at the wedding dress that is being presented in front of her. The dresses were made of red and golden silk. There were a variety of styles that only used these two colors.
These two colors represent the two heavenly elements, blood, and lighting. Blood represents life and lighting energy. Both aspects are needed for a good wedding and married life. Not even the happiness of getting a monarch stage physique could drown out the pure anger she is feeling deep inside.
'Why must I share my wedding with her and her low-born husband!? Most important why the hell is he still alive!? And now they are both commander stage!?'
Xinyang could not help but think that the Celestial Dragon really is playing against her. It seems like the Celestial Dragon really hates her. Why is it that her cousin is more talented? But before she can continue to think these dark thoughts, a voice takes gets her attention.
"Wu Xinyang, are you paying attention to the dress? What if you pick something that will embarrass your cousin?...I really don't know what to do with you"
The middle age man that is sitting next to her could not help but sigh. He has green color eyes and yellow-ish color hair. Some of his facial features are very similar to Xinyang's own.
"I am paying attention sir"
"Good, this will be Zhihui's special day. You can't go ahead and ruin it for her"
Xinyang said nothing to her father's comment, she is used to it. But it never stops hurting. The middle age man continues to look at the dresses, getting ready to pick the one that will not embarrass his dear niece. His dress picking is interrupted by a trio of cultivators making themselves known. One of the cultivators, the only male figure in the trio steps up as he bows down. His female companions doing the same.
"We greet the sect and clan heir, we have something we wish to speak with you"
"What? Who are you-"
"Sir, they are with me, you can go ahead and look at the dresses while I talk with them"
"Ugh…Zhihui would have not done that"
"Yes…I know"
Xinyang said as she walks towards the trio, taking them inside her house.
"Sec-"
"Not now, we should talk in my room"
Xinyang said, her voice a bit shaky. The group makes its way toward her room, entering together as the door closes behind them. Xinyang leans against the door, looking at the trio as she speaks.
"Explain to me why the hell is Mors not dead yet?"
"Well my lady as you know he and Zhihui went to help out the elves and"
"And could you not follow them?"
"My lady they were going to fight in a war, we thought he would die in there" One of the women said, Xinyang's mood slowly became worse
"ugh..enough! Just how incompetent can you all be!? Did you never think about following him into the battlefield and killing him by surprise!? That would have been the perfect change! Just how fucking stupid can you all be!?"
The trio said nothing, they knew it was a stupid decision to not follow Mors. But as pamper cultivators, they could not envision going to war. How are they supposed to function without having their regular bubble bath with green apple incense!?
But Lim spoke up, cutting Xinyang's rampage short.
"But my lady doesn't worry! We have the help of the clan leader of the Jinshu clan! He gave us a potion called Crystal Death! It has the ability to kill a commander stage cultivator with no difficulties. We were planning to use it during the wedding and k-"
"No, stop right there! You will not, I don't want you to ruin my special day! Kill him any other time except the day of the wedding! You hear me?!"
"Yes, my lady"
"Good..Good… In that case, our deal is still on, just please kill him as fast as possible. Now please leave.. I need some alone time"
"Yes, my lady!"
The trio nodded their heads, happy to hear that the deal is still active and that they get to live for another day. The trio leaves the room the moment Xinyang stops leaning on the door. They leave the room and close the door behind them. Xinyang did nothing more than sit on the floor. Covering her face with her hands as she speaks in a soft tone to herself.
"Is ok…I…it's my special day…it's no one else…I will be happy…She will die and finally leave me alone, then I will truly have my happiness"