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Chapter 404: The Four Wicked Women

“Big Brother, goodbye!”

Wang Yuanjun, having packed her belongings, stood beside Wang Haoran, smiling brightly as she bid farewell to her elder brother, Wang Yaodong.

Wang Yaodong responded helplessly, “I know, I know, Xiao Jun. Remember to come home and visit when you can.”

Ever since his sister married Wang Haoran, she had been smiling every day, looking incredibly happy.

Even now, she clung to Wang Haoran’s arm with a blissful expression.

As for leaving home.

In the ancient martial arts world, the custom of “following the husband after marriage” was common, so he had long expected his sister to follow Wang Haoran back to the Piaomiao Holy Land. It didn’t surprise him at all.

In fact, he supported it.

Because now, their Wang family was in-laws with the War God Zhao Nishang of the Piaomiao Holy Land!

Of course.

Wang Yaodong was mentally prepared for his sister’s departure.

But as for another—

“…”

“…Xi’er, are you planning to go too?”

Seeing his obedient daughter Wang Yuxi also carrying a bundle, Wang Yaodong was extremely surprised.

Wang Yuxi immediately nodded, “Yes! Dad, I want to go to the Piaomiao Holy Land with Aunt!”

“……Don’t be silly, why would you…”

“I must go! I don’t want to be separated from Aunt!”

Wang Yuxi’s determined attitude made Wang Yaodong frown, “……This……”

He hadn’t expected such deep feelings between aunt and niece—

When his sister married into the Murong family, Xi’er hadn’t been this reluctant.

Why was she more dependent now that she was older?

“Dad, I want to live with Aunt!”

“No, you’ll be a burden to your aunt!”

Wang Yaodong was about to persuade her further, but his sister interrupted—

“Big Brother, let Xi’er come with me!”

“I’ll miss her too!”

Wang Yuanjun, with Wang Yuxi clinging to her arm, smiled gently and patted her niece’s head.

“……” With his sister also supporting the idea, Wang Yaodong turned to his brother-in-law, Wang Haoran.

Wang Haoran smiled and said, “It’s fine, let Xi’er come with us!”

“She can also train in the Holy Land!”

“……Alright then.”

With his sister and brother-in-law not objecting, Wang Yaodong had no reason to oppose.

He began to give instructions:

“Xi’er, once you reach the Piaomiao Holy Land, remember to listen to your aunt and uncle!”

“Mm-hmm! Got it, Dad!”

Wang Yuxi smiled joyfully.

The sunlight illuminated her rosy, well-nourished face, making her look radiant.

……

……

As Wang Haoran and the two women headed to the Piaomiao Holy Land.

On a guest peak of the Piaomiao Peak.

In a quiet courtyard, around a square table.

An Buyu, the Saintess of the Nine Nether Holy Land, lifted her veil to sip tea.

Beside her, her disciple Xu Ruochu rested her elbows on the table, hands cupping her face.

Her eyes stared blankly ahead, lost in thought.

Naturally, Xu Ruochu occasionally showed a joyful smile, making An Buyu wonder, “……Why is she smiling so happily……”

Unable to resist, she asked, “Ruochu, did something good happen?”

“Mm!”

Xu Ruochu casually responded to her master, then continued to immerse herself in her fantasies.

Ever since she heard about Wang Haoran’s actions at the Wang family in Yongling Town, she had been like this—

“Brother Haoran tormenting that eunuch Murong Bufan must be because he’s angry……”

“Angry at his shamelessness, which caused us so much trouble……”

Because she had believed Murong Bufan’s slander and didn’t trust Brother Haoran.

So Brother Haoran was disappointed and abandoned her……

Thinking about this still made her heart ache.

But today, besides the pain, she also felt great joy and anticipation—

“Brother Haoran being angry means he cares……cares about me……”

“He just ignored me because he was angry……”

“I have to work hard……Once Brother Haoran’s anger subsides, we can reconcile……”

“He’ll smile at me and hold me again……”

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Xu Ruochu silently vowed.

Until not long after.

The courtyard door suddenly opened.

The person they were waiting for had arrived—

“Buyu.”

“Xixue, come sit!”

The newcomer was naturally Lin Xixue, the Saintess of the Piaomiao Holy Land.

Upon entering, Lin Xixue, as usual, sat across from An Buyu.

At the same time.

This time, besides herself, she was accompanied by another petite figure.

Though she looked like a child, the three women knew she was a full-grown adult—

“Xiaoxue, come sit!”

Xu Ruochu greeted her, inviting Fu Xue to sit opposite her.

“Alright, now that everyone’s here.” An Buyu said.

The four women, familiar with each other, sat around the square table.

At this moment, everything else on the table had been cleared, leaving only—four cups of wine.

Though none of them particularly liked drinking, they decided to do this for the sake of ceremony.

Each holding a cup, they exchanged glances.

The strongest among them, An Buyu, spoke first, “Let’s begin!”

“Mm!” The other three responded.

Then—

“I, An Buyu.”

“I, Lin Xixue.”

“I, Xu Ruochu.”

“I, Fu Xue.”

The four said in unison, “We swear to become sworn sisters today!”

“We don’t ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we wish to die on the same day, month, and year!”

“We’ll share each other’s worries and joys, working together!”

“Together, we’ll tie up that scoundrel Wang Haoran and torment him until he begs for mercy!”

Saying such fierce words, the four women remained solemn.

After finishing, they downed their cups of wine in one go.

“Alright!”

“Let’s start the first meeting of the ‘Wicked Women Society’!”

The name “Wicked Women Society” was proposed by Lin Xixue, and the other three agreed.

After all, their main goal was to tie up a certain someone and torment him… which made them true wicked women!

By the way, this goal was also first suggested by Lin Xixue.

After the oath.

The eldest sister, An Buyu, announced the start of the meeting.

“Let’s begin by exchanging information!”

“Wait—”

But Fu Xue suddenly interrupted, “Why am I ranked the youngest? I’m older than Ruochu!”

“Oh! That!”

An Buyu raised an eyebrow, “Do you really want to know why?”

“Tell me!”

Facing Fu Xue’s insistence, the second-ranked Lin Xixue answered first:

“Because it’s the Wicked Women Society, so it has nothing to do with age!”

“The more wicked we are, the higher we rank!”

Fu Xue was puzzled, “Wicked? How do we measure that?”

“It’s simple!”

An Buyu smiled:

“The fiercer we are, the more wicked we are!”

“Xiaoxue, you’re practically flat as a board!”

“Naturally, you’re the least wicked, so you’re ranked last!”

After An Buyu spoke, Xu Ruochu and Lin Xixue couldn’t help but glance at Fu Xue’s chest.

Fu Xue also couldn’t help but look down at her thighs—her view unobstructed by anything.

Then she looked up, her face full of indignation, “……Hmph, nonsense!”

At this point, Xu Ruochu had to step in to mediate:

“Alright, Xiaoxue, don’t be angry.”

“The two sisters are just teasing.”

After the oath, Xu Ruochu also started addressing them differently.

Lin Xixue and An Buyu also comforted her—

“Yes, don’t worry about who’s older or younger.”

“Anyway, when we capture Wang Haoran, we’ll all… fufu…!”