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Chapter 259: **Chapter 259: Dare You Pretend Not to Know Your Husband?**



**Chapter 259: Dare You Pretend Not to Know Your Husband?**

After discovering she could cultivate, Tang Yuehua quickly gathered a few trusted confidants and headed to Sunset Forest.

She asked them to help her hunt a soul beast that was about a hundred years old. Once Tang Yuehua absorbed its soul ring, her newly transformed Ruyi Yuanyang Yue martial soul gained its first soul ring.

Her soul power skyrocketed from level 15, granted by the "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary," to level 17, leaving her in disbelief.

Her confidants were equally astonished. Wasn't it true that Miss Yuehua's martial soul mutation had left her soul power stagnant at level nine, making cultivation impossible?

But now, her martial soul had completely changed, and with just one soul ring, she had reached level 17. Could it be that Miss Yuehua was actually a rare genius all along?

Despite their curiosity, Tang Yuehua immediately issued a gag order, forbidding them from telling anyone—especially the Haotian Sect leader—about her transformation or ability to cultivate.

Though her confidants didn't fully understand her reasoning, they respected her wishes. After all, if Tang Yuehua's cultivation potential were revealed, her status in the family would undoubtedly soar.

When Tang Yuehua returned to the sect, she quietly left again, determined to investigate Zhao Ling.

Why would Zhao Ling, who has no good relations with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family or the upper three sects, go out of his way to help her? she wondered.

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Meanwhile, Wang Qiuer finally made her way from the Star Dou Forest to Tiandou Imperial City. Standing before the city's towering gates, her bright eyes sparkled with anticipation and curiosity.

Is Zhao Ling the figure from her imagination? she wondered. If so, she must see for herself what kind of man he truly is.

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Unaware of these developments, Zhao Ling was busy planning how to lure the four affiliated sects of the Haotian Sect—the Li, Yu, Min, and Po clans—into working for him.

While their loyalty to the Haotian Sect remained steadfast, Zhao Ling was confident in his plan. As a professional, he intended to refine every detail and execute it flawlessly.

However, his focus shifted when he noticed that the house opposite his mansion had a new owner: none other than Tang Yuehua.

Why would Tang Yuehua move directly across from him? Zhao Ling wondered.

Was this the Haotian Sect's way of spying on him, using Tang Yuehua as bait?

He chuckled darkly. What a naïve plan. Do they think he is so lustful that He would fall for such a trap? They're playing with fire.

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Three days later, Zhao Ling was returning from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in a carriage when he spotted "Tang Wutong" teaching a group of lecherous men a lesson.

Her moves were swift and ruthless, leaving the men crying for mercy.

Zhao Ling shook his head in exasperation. This girl has no idea how beautiful she is. She flaunts her icy royal demeanor in public, attracting trouble like moths to a flame.

Stopping the carriage, Zhao Ling quickly approached her and lightly patted her on the butt with a smile.

"Tong'er, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you'd stay home to play mahjong with your mom and grandma?

"And didn't you say you lost this dress? How come you're wearing it now? Were you hiding it and blaming me for stealing it?"

The moment Zhao Ling's hand touched her, "Tang Wutong" flinched as if she'd been struck by lightning. She dodged to the side and glared at him warily.

But her expression quickly shifted from suspicion to joy. She found him, she thought. After ten long days, She finally found him.

Her journey from the Star Dou Forest to Tiandou Imperial City had been fraught with challenges. If not for her exceptional talent and the knowledge from the "Copy of Zhao Ling's Diary," she might have given up and returned to the forest.

Now, standing before the man she had been searching for, she hesitated. In a tentative tone, she began, "You… is your name…?"

She wanted to confirm his identity but found herself unable to speak the name "Zhao Ling." No matter how hard she tried, the words refused to leave her lips.

Confused, she opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, her brows furrowing in frustration.

Zhao Ling, noticing her strange behavior, frowned. "What's this? Not only did you leave without telling me, but now you're pretending not to know me? Is it because you think I'm too ugly?"

He lightly slapped her butt again and added sternly, "Do you dare? Do you dare to act like you don't know your husband? It seems I've spoiled you too much. When we get home, I'll punish you properly."

"I… I'm not… I didn't… Listen to me!"

Before she could explain, Zhao Ling delivered another light smack, this time with more force, causing her cheeks to flush red.

What's wrong with this man? she thought. She has already told him she is not Tang Wutong, so why won't he listen?

She wanted to defend herself further but faltered under Zhao Ling's piercing gaze. For reasons she couldn't understand, a deep-seated fear of his anger gripped her soul.

When he mentioned punishing her, she felt an inexplicable guilt, as if her very essence demanded obedience.

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