Chapter 11 Emptying the Night Soil (Part Two)

Pei Yuanshao’s body stiffened slightly. He blinked, lowering his head after a brief delay. The end of the fire-red whip in his hand was now being held in reverse by someone else.

His gaze moved up along her thin wrist, and what met his eyes was her cold face.

His forehead throbbed, and the anger in his heart, mixed with an indescribable feeling of loss of control, made him react half a beat slower. In his ears, the merciless reprimands of the person opposite him echoed back and forth.

Pei Yuanshao gripped the whip tightly, narrowing his eyes.

His left hand was tucked into his sleeve, fingers clenched into a fist, fingertips digging deep. The pain allowed him to regain a fraction of his rationality from his rage.

He stood in place, his dark eyes obscure and hard to read. Laughing in extreme anger, the sword-like aura that had just emerged slowly dissipated.

His crimson lips curled slightly, the coldness in his demeanor fading, instantly changing his expression.

Releasing the whip in his hand, Pei Yuanshao looked at the person before him with a half-smile.

Taking two steps forward, his outer robe hung loosely on his body. Whether intentional or not, the movement was too large, causing the outer robe to slip down a bit, revealing a fair and smooth neck.

As the distance between them grew closer, the scent of pine wood from his body wafted straight into Liu Changning’s nose.

She crossed her arms, her eyes filled with annoyance. This person failed at fighting, and now was trying to seduce!

Pei Yuanshao was now burning with anger, though it didn’t show on his face. The smile at the corner of his lips grew wider and wider.

The village woman was not good in that aspect, and according to his observations over the past few days, she seemed to be afraid of men!

Huh!

His eyes, dripping with venom, flashed, and he seductively curved his lips at her. In the sunset, he was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

He raised his hand, his fair, slender fingertips twirling the falling ink-black hair.

Every movement was full of bewitchment.

Lowering his head, bending down, his lips paused at her ear, his hot breath exhaling, his voice deliberately processed to be low and husky: “No, this lowly husband will listen to wife-master!”

The hoarse male voice was forcibly converted into an affected tone. Liu Changning’s exposed skin broke out in goosebumps.

She retreated two steps, skillfully avoiding his increasingly close body.

The person opposite, however, seemed to have lost his bones and made to pounce on her again.

If force doesn’t work, resort to seduction? Shameless!

Liu Changning, having lived three lifetimes, had never encountered a man acting so coquettishly and trying to get close to her. She felt waves of revulsion.

Forced with no other option, she ducked quickly into the woodshed, swift as lightning, with a “bang” shutting the demon-possessed person outside.

Damn it! This person was doing it on purpose! Wanton and licentious!

From outside the door came the person’s low, deep laughter, growing louder, clearly deliberate.

Liu Changning leaned against the door, unable to bear it any longer. Her usually indifferent and uninvolved expression completely cracked. She said coldly and officially, “Get lost! Cook the meal, clean the manure. If you don’t do your duties well, even if we go to court, I won’t want to keep such a husband.”

After saying this, she no longer paid attention to the person outside. The mighty ancestor of the Wuqing Dao, for the first time, was rendered helpless and at a loss by someone’s provocation.

—

Liu Changning stayed in the woodshed for half an hour. By then, the sky had completely darkened. She walked towards the kitchen.

Although there was no food in the pot, there were three white, plump meat buns warming.

Liu Changning narrowed her eyes, picked up a meat bun, and fed it into her mouth.

She had always liked dealing with clever people. Although her cheap husband’s behavior was wanton, he was very smart and understood her tolerance threshold.

Today, although they had been at odds, it was mostly just mutual probing, with neither truly gaining the upper hand. If he was willing to take a step back, they could coexist peacefully.

The meat buns were much tastier than the meals he had cooked before. The skin was thin and the filling plentiful. Taking a bite, there was even rich soup that spilled out.

Liu Changning bit through the skin, sucking in a mouthful of soup hard, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction. The anger that had been building earlier dissipated like smoke.

After eating the three meat buns, she looked up at the outhouse not far away. Outside, the sky had turned gray. Several wooden buckets were vaguely placed near the outhouse, and from a distance, the stench in her nose had lessened somewhat.

Thinking that the man had obediently gone to clean the manure, Liu Changning’s eyes curved in a smile.

This manure-scooping business was something she truly didn’t want to do.

If enduring her cheap husband’s disgustingness could exchange for him scooping manure, then this deal was worth it.

Thinking of this, Liu Changning’s mood improved even more, the curve of her lips deepening.

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In Xiqiao Village, as the sun set in the west, the married women of the village began shouldering their hoes and heading home.

The country lane was still quite lively at this time, with the women walking one after another, chatting and laughing.

Just as they were engaged in idle gossip, they saw a man in red clothes on the fork in the road ahead, carrying a pole on his shoulders with two buckets of manure hanging from each end, the stench wafting towards them.

Looking closely as he drew nearer, it was clearly the wanton husband from the Liu family at the west end of the village.

Almost everyone who saw him had looks of surprise on their faces.

“Liu family’s husband, you’re carrying manure!”

“Yuanshao, in the past, wasn’t this manure-carrying done by your wife-master… How come it’s you today?”

“This manure bucket business, it should be done by women. How can a young man like you do such a thing?”

…

Everyone asked, talking over each other.

But they saw the man in red clothes lowering his head, his voice tinged with a bit of grievance: “Wife-master nearly fainted in the fields a few days ago. Now her strength is not what it used to be. Someone has to do the household chores, so…”

He trailed off, half-concealing, half-revealing.

Seeing his expression, the others could guess seven or eight tenths of the story.

The villagers of Xiqiao Village were originally simple and honest folk. Although they felt his past behavior had been somewhat improper, seeing a young man like him carrying manure buckets today, they actually felt he was somewhat pitiful.

So they gave him more or less some sympathy.

Pei Yuanshao deliberately took a detour, choosing the busiest fork in the road, and carried the manure buckets around the entire village.

By the time he was pinching his nose in disgust, pouring the manure into the ground,

Almost every household in Xiqiao Village was spreading the word that Liu Changning’s body had broken down, and her husband was forced to carry manure buckets for their livelihood. How pitiful.

The spy hidden in the reeds had followed the whole way. Seeing the sky turn gray, he finally vanished without a trace with a flash.

Pei Yuanshao, carrying the empty wooden buckets on his back, didn’t return home. After many twists and turns, he went to an open space behind the mountain.

Using his inner strength to check that no one was around,

He put down the pole on his body and called out to the darkness: “Come out!”

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Seducing a God, Do You Dare? 

This is also on my reread list!

The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.

But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.

Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.

I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.

The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.

As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.

This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.

Definitely worth a read, y’all!

Intro

As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.

But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…

Do you dare?

Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.

Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.

The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.

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