Fantasy: Sign-in From The Womb, Born As A Major Antagonist

After Ji Xiu left...

In the Geoxuan Pavilion...

Luo Yuzhu stood respectfully in front of the mysterious woman.

The mysterious woman carefully observed Luo Yuzhu.

After a while, she playfully said,

"Our Yuzhu is truly stunning."

"Even the three-year-old little prince is fascinated by her."

"It's really interesting!"

"It seems that we will entrust you with the task of capturing the little prince of the Ji Family in the future!"

After speaking, the mysterious woman reached out and lightly touched Luo Yuzhu's thigh.

"Master is joking!"

"The little prince of the Ji Family is only three years old."

"He is still a child!"

"Why talk about capturing or not capturing."

Luo Yuzhu smiled awkwardly.

"Master, please don't bully Sister Yuzhu!"

The young girl Xuan Yin said helplessly.

"Alright!"

The mysterious woman chuckled and withdrew her slender jade hand.

"Master!"

"Now that the little prince of the Ji Family has taken the siblings of the Spirit Clan,"

"Do you think the Crimson Cloth Church will give up?"

Luo Yuzhu asked solemnly.

"Of course not!"

"If it were me,"

"I would forcefully take them!"

The mysterious woman responded casually.

"Forcefully take them?"

"In the capital?"

"This is the territory of the Northern Xia royal family!"

"How dare they?"

Xuan Yin couldn't believe it.

Hmph!

The mysterious woman snorted lightly.

"If the important figures in the capital allow it,"

"Why wouldn't they dare?"

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something.

With a turn of the conversation, her red lips curved into a mocking smile.

"But, this time they will meet their match!"

...

In the Western Factory of the capital.

This place is known as the Yanluo Hall of the Northern Xia Dynasty, where people enter but never leave.

Both the nobles and the powerful families are filled with fear for this place.

"Sir."

"What do you mean by this?"

Shen Nanfeng, the young master of the Crimson Cloth Church, stood pale in the hall of the Western Factory.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

The ears were filled with terrifying screams.

"There's nothing."

"I just heard that you want to forcefully break into the Ji Family Military Mansion."

"I don't know if this is true or false?"

Yuhua Tian sat in a chair, leisurely sipping tea.

Upon hearing this, Shen Nanfeng's eyelids twitched, and he nervously replied,

"It is rumored that the Western Factory of the capital is the most powerful intelligence organization in Northern Xia."

"Today, I see that the rumors are true."

"Yes! I do want to forcefully break into the Ji Family Military Mansion and retrieve what rightfully belongs to the Crimson Cloth Church!"

"What? Are you trying to stop me, Sir?"

No, no, no!

Yuhua Tian shook his head, then spoke,

"If you want to break into the Ji Family Military Mansion,"

"I can provide some small assistance."

Oh?

Shen Nanfeng looked at Yuhua Tian in surprise and asked,

"Sir, can you provide us with powerful individuals?"

Hehe!

Yuhua Tian smiled and replied,

"No, I can't."

"But I can guarantee that when you take action,"

"At least, the Northern Xia Palace will not interfere."

"What do you think?"

That's enough!

Shen Nanfeng nodded coldly.

He wasn't a fool, so he naturally knew what the Northern Xia royal family was planning.

They were just using him to test the depth of the Ji Family Military Mansion.

To be honest, he didn't care about being used.

What he cared about was whether he could capture the siblings of the Spirit Clan.

As long as he could do that,

He could accept anyone's help.

Besides, now that Yuhua Tian could guarantee that the Northern Xia Palace wouldn't interfere,

That was the best help he could get.

"In that case,"

"I wish you good luck in advance, young master!"

Yuhua Tian said with a smiling face.

Upon hearing this, Shen Nanfeng nodded and left the Western Factory.

When he returned to the luxurious courtyard where he lived,

He took out a red token engraved with the Holy Fire and handed it to the guardian of the Crimson Cloth Church.

"Give the Holy Fire Token to the Bishop."

"I hope he will come to Kyoto to help me."

"And... contact my contacts in the mortal world."

"I will gather one billion within three days."

"To avenge the humiliation Ji Xiu gave me."

"I want him to pay with his life!"

Yes!

The guardian of the Crimson Cloth Church took the Holy Fire Token and disappeared into the night.

Ji Xiu spent 90 million gold coins to buy the Spirit Clan siblings, causing a huge uproar in the city overnight.

The Ji Family Military Mansion naturally learned about this news immediately.

Ji Xiu's father, Ji Xiao, felt heartbroken upon hearing this news.

90 million gold coins!

Such a large sum of money.

This is equivalent to the annual military expenses of the Ji Family's million-strong Iron Floating Tower Army!

"You brat!"

"Watch me beat his ass tonight!"

Ji Xiao angrily exclaimed.

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go find Ji Xiu to give him a good beating.

How dare you!!!

Mu Hua glared at Ji Xiao and fiercely protected her son, saying,

"I have plenty of money."

"My grandson can spend as much as he wants."

"Do you have any objections?"

"If you dare to lay a hand on my grandson,"

"I'll disable you first!"

Mother...

Ji Xiao looked at Mu Hua's fierce gaze and couldn't help but shrink back, speechless for a while.

"Alright!"

"If 90 million is spent, then so be it."

"The Ji Family can afford it."

"If outsiders find out,"

"They might think that I, Ji Nu, can't afford to raise my precious grandson!"

Grandfather Ji Nu also spoke up.

And he clearly stood on Ji Xiu's side.

"Spending money is a small matter."

"But this time, Xiu'er has offended the Crimson Cloth Church."

"That is one of the seven top-level cultivation sects in the Profound Heaven Continent!"

"What should we do?"

Mother Lin Ru's face was full of worry.

If 90 million is spent, she doesn't mind.

Her only concern is the safety of her son.

Hehe!

Grandmother Mu Hua sneered,

"The Crimson Cloth Church?"

"What are they?"

"If they dare to have any ideas about Xiu'er,"

"They will be in chaos!"

Ji Mansion, in the Moonfall Palace!

Mu Bing sat in the courtyard, her mind restless.

Just now, she learned that Ji Xiu had spent 90 million to buy a pair of Spirit Clan siblings.

"The Gu siblings."

"Could it be them?!"

Just as her thoughts reached this point,

Mu Bing suddenly stood up.

And at this moment, a cold voice sounded,

"Bing'er, what are you thinking about?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Bing hurriedly approached and grabbed her master's sleeve, nervously asking,

"Master."

"What are the names of the Spirit Clan siblings that Ji Xiu spent 90 million to buy?"

Hmm...

Mu Qiu thought for a moment and said,

"Gu Yao."

"Gu Jian."

Hearing these two familiar names,

Mu Bing's pretty face suddenly changed.

Gu Yao is her best friend!

The future Empress of the Spirit Clan!

Gu Jian is also the future Spirit Sword Sovereign!

If they fall into Ji Xiu's hands,

The consequences would be unimaginable.

"How could this happen?"

Mu Bing murmured to herself, somewhat absent-minded.

The thing she was most worried about had indeed happened.

Hehe!

Mu Qiu looked at Mu Bing's worried face and smiled gently,

"Bing'er, it's not a big deal."

"Ji Xiu just offended the Crimson Cloth Church, that's all."

"Bing'er, rest assured."

"I will protect him."

Ah?

Mu Bing snapped back to her senses and asked in surprise,

"Master!"

"Do you really want to protect that brat?"

Silly girl!

Mu Qiu looked at Mu Bing with a smile on her face, reached out and gently patted her head, saying,

"If I don't protect him,"

"Who will?"

"After all, he is your future husband!"

I...

Mu Bing was speechless upon hearing this.

She clenched her teeth and bit her red lips, whispering in a voice that only she could hear, full of grievances,

"It would be better if this arrogant bastard died!"

She didn't expect that.

She just didn't pay attention to Ji Xiu for one night.

And when she woke up, her best friend had become Ji Xiu's possession.

"Damn it!"

"Ji Xiu, how dare you have any ideas about Yao'er!"

"This Emperor will not spare you!"

Thinking of this,

Mu Bing had already decided to find an opportunity tonight to meet Gu Yao.

No matter what, she couldn't let her dear best friend fall into Ji Xiu's clutches!