Chapter 20 – Taking a Concubine, Vermilion Bird Bloodline.
With a single step, his figure vanished and reappeared deep within the encampment of the Tu Hai Blade Sect—in a mysterious little courtyard.
Guided by the system, he soon arrived at a hidden underground dungeon.
Inside the dungeon, dozens of young girls in the prime of youth were imprisoned.
Judging from their clothing, they all seemed to be daughters of common folk.
From among them, Ye Wushang immediately spotted the person he was looking for.
Activating the Eye of Destiny, he saw through the girl’s background in an instant.
[Zhao Qingge – Fate: Red, Aptitude: Superior, Cultivation: First Layer of Holding Yuan Realm, Talent: Vermilion Bird Bloodline – Possible future awakening!].
[Profile: A young lady from a small clan. By a twist of fate, she was captured by the Tu Hai Blade Sect’s young sect master, who was cultivating a demonic art and planned to use her for that cultivation.].
The Eye of Destiny revealed everything in detail.
As it turned out, the demonic cultivation technique practiced by that young sect master required the essence blood of virgins as a medium.
To avoid drawing attention, he targeted girls from impoverished households in secret.
Unfortunately for him, he never completed his cultivation. Ye Wushang stormed in and killed him with a single strike.
With one slash, Ye Wushang split open the dungeon. He spoke indifferently,
“The Tuhai Blade Sect has been wiped out by me. You are all free now—go.”
The girls were stunned, too confused to know how to respond.
Only Zhao Qingge, having been raised as a noble daughter, quickly composed herself and led the others in expressing their gratitude.
“Many thanks for your rescue, kind sir. I am endlessly grateful!”
At this moment, she was already captivated by Ye Wushang’s aura and appearance.
As a cultivator herself, she had clearly sensed the violent fluctuations from the earlier battle.
She had used her spiritual sense and witnessed everything.
She never would have imagined that the once-mighty Tu Hai Blade Sect would meet its end in a single day.
Even more shocking—the one who destroyed them was a young man, not much older than herself.
Those terrifying grandmasters, one after another, were slain like helpless chickens and dogs by his blade.
When did grandmasters become so fragile?
The moment Ye Wushang’s blade fell and killed the sect’s young master instantly was deeply etched into her heart.
She knew better than anyone what fate awaited her, having been captured and used as a vessel for demonic cultivation.
But fate had played a cruel joke… or perhaps a kind one. A supreme figure appeared and saved her.
Ye Wushang stared at Zhao Qingge for a moment, nodding inwardly to himself.
Whether in aptitude or talent, she was quite outstanding.
As for her appearance, if Yue Rushuang was a 98, she was at least a 92.
And this was before awakening her Vermilion Bird bloodline.
If awakened, her beauty would likely reach a whole new level.
Yue Rushuang’s beauty had only reached 95 before awakening her Ninth-Grade Dao Physique.
After reviewing Zhao Qingge’s profile, Ye Wushang began to seriously consider taking her as a concubine.
However, he didn’t speak up right away. He had never forced anyone into anything—what he wanted was willing hearts.
Zhao Qingge, already harboring feelings for him, blushed furiously under his gaze.
By evening, Ye Wushang and Zhao Qingge had escorted the rescued girls down the mountain.
The Ye family, having received his message, arrived to take over the site.
Though shocked, after seeing the ruins of the Tuhai Blade Sect and the corpses of numerous grandmasters, they had no choice but to accept the truth.
At this moment, their hearts were filled with overwhelming awe.
They never imagined that their mysterious patriarch would possess such terrifying power.
The fearsome Tuhai Blade Sect—gone, just like that.
But what followed was unending joy.
With the sect destroyed, their resources naturally fell into the Ye family’s hands.
With such resources, Ye Weiwu was confident that within three years, he could restore the Ye family’s former glory.
And he understood clearly—so long as Ye Wushang stood with them, there were fewer than ten forces in the entire Great Xia Dynasty that could oppose them.
As long as no Purple Mansion Realm experts appeared, who could rival the Ye family?
On a small hill, Ye Wushang and Zhao Qingge stood facing one another.
After spending the day together, the two had grown noticeably closer.
“Miss Zhao, you’re free now. Do you have any plans?” Ye Wushang asked directly.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingge’s expression dimmed.
“What plans could I possibly have? In my current state, even if I return to the Zhao family, I’ll likely be forced into a political marriage. And because of this incident, the one I’d be married to probably wouldn’t be anything good.”
She wasn’t wrong—even in the Eternal Continent, a woman’s reputation was still important.
Hearing this, Ye Wushang paused, then stopped hiding his thoughts.
“Qingge, I’d like to take you as a concubine. Would you be willing?”
Ye Wushang wasn’t foolish. From the way she’d been looking at him all day, he could see her affection clearly.
In such matters, he would never force a woman to take the initiative. He would always speak first.
As expected, the moment those words were spoken, Zhao Qingge trembled slightly, her face flushing pink.
But her shy demeanor could not hide the joy in her heart.
Zhao Qingge gave her answer without hesitation.
She knew Ye Wushang already had a wife, one with terrifying strength and talent.
But she didn’t mind being a concubine.
To be the concubine of such a peerless genius? She wouldn’t even have dared dream of it.
She had never even dared confess her feelings, afraid of being laughed at for overestimating herself.
Now that Ye Wushang had spoken first, how could she possibly say no?
Hearing her response, Ye Wushang smiled faintly and gently held her delicate hand.
“The Ye family is quite busy at the moment. If you’re willing, come stay with me there for a while. When the time comes, I’ll personally go to the Zhao family to propose marriage.”
“Even if you’re to be a concubine, as Ye Wushang’s woman, the proper rites will not be lacking!”
These words moved Zhao Qingge deeply.
Overcome with emotion, she blushed fiercely and boldly gave Ye Wushang a quick kiss on the cheek before dashing away.
Ye Wushang touched his cheek where she kissed him and chuckled softly.