The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 119-120

Chapter 119 – Still Useless Trash

Within her range of spiritual perception she could clearly sense several strong auras rapidly approaching her direction.

The aura’s surrounding these people were unfamiliar and hidden, indicating that whatever they wanted, it obviously wasn’t anything good.

Hexi’s brows slightly wrinkled, and quickly concealing her aura, she leapt onto the roof of her own room to hide, yet still be able to monitor everything that occurred in her courtyard.

Almost at the same time, four tall men with their bodies wrapped in black clothes quietly broke into the small courtyard.

With Hexi currently lacking the slightest amount of spiritual power, she of course had no way to know what rank their cultivation bases were. But judging from the strong power pressure being emitted from their bodies, they weren’t low level martial artists.

Amongst these four people, the man with the tallest stature waved his hand, sending the three other figures to quietly leap to every corner of the small courtyard. While the tallest masked man moved directly towards her bedroom.

Hexi’s heart shivered, and moving from her position, she rapidly entered the room from the rear window.

It seemed that this group of people were rushing here for her because looking at their actions and attitude, they were making an utmost effort to not alarm the people in this courtyard. Since they were sneaking around, their purpose wouldn’t be to kill anyone, but some other hidden motive.

Since they only dared to secretly nose around, then she better beat them at their own game and see what they wanted!

Moreover, this group of people’s manner is suspicious. Their cultivation bases are much higher than her’s so if she was to collide with them, Hexi wasn’t afraid for herself, but the people in this courtyard would most likely suffer.

Once deciding on a plan, Hexi quickly lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep. In order to not reveal any flaws, her consciousness entered her space, and from her space she observed the situation outside.

After a moment, her bedroom door that was locked quietly opened, and a tall shadow quietly entered.

The light from the moon and stars lit up the doorway, illuminating the black clothed man’s body. Hexi was holding her breath in anticipation, yet once she saw this, she frowned.

Why did she feel that the black clothed man’s figure was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before?

The man dressed in black walked to the front of bed, and seeing Hexi deeply sleep, a touch of suspicion flashed in his eyes as he examined her.

He looked at the small shallow face for a long time, then suddenly he lifted his hand and placed it on Hexi’s chest.

Hexi startled in fright, thinking that he was going to kill her. Yet within the next moment, she felt a trace of icy cold spiritual power enter her body through the palm on her chest.

It searched along her four limbs and hundreds of bones towards her dantian, finally gathering in her brain.

Hexi suddenly opened her eyes wide in her space—Soul Searching Technique!

This black clothed man is actually using the Soul Searching Technique on her! This is a technique that only a high level cultivator was able to use against a low level cultivator. Not only would they be able to dig out a person’s memory, but if the person this technique was used against struggled and resisted, it would ultimately result in them becoming an idiot.

In the end, who is this person that was so ruthless they used the Soul Searching Technique on Nalan Hexi? What is his purpose?

Hexi rejoiced that fortunately her mind is hiding in her space, so even if this black clothed man searched through every memory in her brain, he would only be able to sense her sleeping and nothing else.

Sure enough, after the time it would take to burn half an incense stick, the black clothed man began to exude a ruthless and irritated aura.

There’s nothing! Unexpectedly there wasn’t any useful information! As well as being unable to cultivate spiritual power in her dantian, this girl sleeping on the bed was clearly still useless trash.

Chapter 120 – Nalan Hexi’s Mother?

Just then, the other black clothed men that had been searching the small courtyard rushed in, conveying their results to the man standing over Hexi.

This place is a spiritual energy wasteland, so even though they searched such a big courtyard, they couldn’t find even one spiritual plant or a piece of crystal stone, let alone something like a Jade Slip.

The black clothed man glared fiercely at the sleeping soundly Hexi, and suddenly raising his hand, he reached down to strangle her.

Hexi was scared as she watched from her space. At this moment, she clearly sensed the man’s killing intent. He exuded loathing and detest, as if he was itching to dismember her body into pieces.

All of Hexi’s soft hair was standing on end as she resisted the almost unbearable urge to exit her space. Yet just as she was about to move, she heard the man suddenly start to talk with a low, hoarse voice, “I didn’t expect that from the stunning you, all that would remain of your bloodline is actually trash destined to be bullied like this. If at that time you had obeyed me…hehe, as things have reached this stage, I wonder if you regret your decision!”

Finished speaking he withdrew his hand, and shouting a low “Withdraw”, he then left the room.

Once Hexi was certain that all the intruders had left, her consciousness exited her space and returned to her body.

Touching her neck that still felt chilled, a trace of doubt emerged in her heart. What was the meaning of the last sentence that man had spoken? This stunning person, is that the Mother of Nalan Hexi?

However, Nalan Hexi’s Mother was obviously Nalan Zhengze’s Concubine. If she had really been peerless, how could she have been willing to be someone’s Concubine?

Previously she had thought that Nalan Hexi is a daughter of an unfavored Concubine from Nalan Manor. Petty and low, cowardly, and without the slightest innate talent for cultivating, even the most lowly servant hadn’t paid attention to her. Yet now it seems that Nalan Hexi’s identity is apparently…not so simple?

Hexi was puzzled as she got up to examine every corner of her small courtyard.

The actions of these men were very careful. Although they had randomly dug three feet holes around the yard, the items arranged in the house hadn’t been disturbed much, and everyone was still sleeping soundly.

In the end, what was that group of black clothed people looking for?

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At this moment, that group of black clothed people that Hexi was wondering about were rapidly sneaking into Yan Jing city, jumping between the high building walls.

Several breaths later, they arrived in front of a huge residence of a high ranking official. The leader of the black clothed men took off his mask, and ripping off the black clothes, he strutted through the half open side door. The remaining three men quietly hid, not entering the courtyard.

Above this residence’s gate hung an impressive and imposing plaque with two words…”Nalan Manor”. The leader of the black clothed men is Yan Jing city’s most outstanding, famous, and number one doctor – Nalan Zhengze.

Nalan Zhengze’s face was overcast as he walked into his study, and after confirming that no one was nearby, he quickly stepped in front of a red wood shelf, using one hand to rotate an ordinary looking vase left and right a few times.

The next moment the red wood shelf issued “ka ka” sounds, and shifting to the left and the right, it revealed an empty room.

A simple pill furnace and some refining tools were set up, while on the left there was a spiral staircase leading down. In front of the pill furnace, there hung a picture of a beautiful woman.

Nalan Zhengze slowly stepped forward, staring at the picture without blinking as he walked.

On the slightly yellowed paper a beautiful woman that could make a person have to pause and catch their breath vividly appeared. With long shapely eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a beautiful nose and snow white skin, her cold and indifferent expression made her look like a goddess from the ninth heaven. Such a lofty woman would of course not bother with ordinary people.