The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 682.2: Total Domination!

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Gu Jiao had essentially ruled out the possibility of the monk entering the State of Yan through the slave mark.

So, he must have a legitimate travel permit for the State of Yan.

Now these questions arose: how did he obtain the State of Yan travel permit, or was he originally from the State of Yan and already had a domestic travel permit?

The two of them spoke with each other in the State of Zhao’s language, but he conversed with those three embroidered-uniform guards in the State of Yan’s language.

He spoke both languages very fluently.

Actually, besides these points, she had another doubt in her mind——how did he end up in Guanshan, and coincidentally encountered her confronting the people from the Crown Prince Estate?

Was it just a coincidence?

Or perhaps——

As her thoughts were racing, the monk walked in calmly and gracefully.

His clothes showed no signs of disarray, nor were they stained with any blood, appearing impeccably clean and giving the impression of an otherworldly monk.

Who could have predicted that this monk could kill faster than an a.s.sa.s.sin?

He brushed off his wide sleeves and sat down by the fire.

Gu Jiao asked, "What martial arts technique did you use just now?"

At first, she couldn't make out the moves, but gradually she started to discern a pattern. It was seemingly designed specifically to deal with formidable a.s.sa.s.sins.

The monk smiled and asked, "Why? Do you want to learn?"

Gu Jiao nodded eagerly, "Yes."

The monk replied, "Not teaching."

Gu Jiao: "..."

Why did you ask then?

The monk thought it was about time to eat the rabbit, but when he reached out, where was the rabbit meat? Why was there so little left?

Gu Jiao let out a small burp.

The monk gritted his teeth. He had roasted the rabbit for an entire hour. If he had known, he would have cooked it faster!

Frustrated, the monk tore off the remaining half of the rabbit's leg, unfastened a wine pouch from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and began eating with alternating bites of meat and gulps of wine.

Gu Jiao intended to go back to the haystack to lie down.

Unexpectedly, just as she stood up, the monk, who was in the middle of eating, suddenly leaped up and swiftly jumped onto Gu Jiao's back!

Yes, onto her back.

Not behind her.

Gu Jiao: What on earth?

The monk, hanging on her back and holding the rabbit leg and wine pouch, stammered, "S-s-s-s-snake!"

"Oh." Gu Jiao found the snake he mentioned under the table. Carrying him on her back, she walked over, bent down, grabbed the snake by its tail, and lifted it up, calmly saying, "It's just a little garter snake, it's not poisonous."

A moment ago, the monk had fiercely killed three Tian Langs, but now he was utterly terrified by a mere non-venomous snake.

He nearly roared, "Get rid of it! Get rid of it now!"

Gu Jiao tilted her head, "You're afraid of snakes?"

The monk insisted, "I’m not afraid!"

Gu Jiao let out an "oh" and swung the little snake behind her.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!" The monk's hair stood on end.

His body went limp, and he lost his grip on Gu Jiao, falling to the ground with a thud.

Gu Jiao suddenly remembered the incident where he was bitten by a snake.

She had always wondered, with such high martial arts skills, capable of easily killing three Tian Langs, how had he gotten injured by a silver-ringed snake back then?

It turned out that seeing a snake made his whole body go weak, rendering him powerless.

Gu Jiao gave a mischievous smile and slowly walked towards him with the little garter snake in her hand.

"Hehehe." She laughed eerily.

A very exaggerated laugh.

The monk: "..."

The monk shouted, "Girl! What... What are you doing?"

Gu Jiao bent down and handed the little garter snake to him, spreading her hands helplessly. "What bad intentions could a little snake have? It just wants to bite you. After all, you wouldn't teach the world's smartest JiaoJiao any skills."

The little garter snake: "..."

The monk: "..."

As dusk settled in, the sky was adorned with a streak of fiery clouds trailing over the mountains and rivers.

In an old, dilapidated temple, a monk, a seemingly male youth, and a small snake sat facing each other in a triangular formation.

The small snake tried to escape several times, but each time it was caught by the youth. The youth swung the snake around until it was dizzy, after which the snake stopped trying to escape and obediently coiled up there.

“Sigh.” The monk let out a sigh, saying, “It’s not that I don’t want to teach you, but those few moves are beyond your ability to learn. Even if you did learn them, they would just be for show and wouldn’t unleash their true power.”

Gu Jiao said, “You haven’t even taught me, so how do you know I can’t learn them?”

“Do you have internal force?”

“No.”

“Do you know how to perform qinggong?”

“No.”

The monk laughed, “There you go. That set of martial arts can only be powerful if used by someone with deep internal force."

Gu Jiao grabbed the small snake.

The monk’s expression changed, and he extended his hand, “Wait! I haven’t finished speaking!”

Gu Jiao paused her movement, leaving the snake dangling in mid-air, and the snake flicked its harmless tongue cooperatively.

The monk composed himself, glanced at the red-ta.s.seled spear beside the straw mat, and said, "Your weapon is a spear. I'll teach you a set of spear techniques instead."

Hmm, this monk also knows spear techniques.

Gu Jiao's current spear techniques were taught by Old Marquis, consisting of only a few moves, with just one deadly strike as the finis.h.i.+ng move.

Old Marquis had chosen those techniques based on her situation at the time. In fact, as her strength recovered, that spear technique had indeed become insufficient.

The monk stood up, walked over, picked up the red-ta.s.seled spear leaning against the wall, and stepped into the open s.p.a.ce outside the temple hall, “Watch closely.”

He pointed the spear to the ground, his gaze sharpened, and his aura s.h.i.+fted in an instant, as if invisible wind blades were sweeping through the surroundings.

Gu Jiao could clearly feel the monk's presence change. Upon careful thought, this monk had always been very unpredictable.

She couldn't sense any hint of martial arts prowess from him, so she hadn't found it strange when he first fell into the trap.

But the terrifying power he unleashed when killing those few Tian Langs made him seem like a completely different person.

If Gu Jiao had to describe it——she couldn't quite find the words.

Perhaps... like a Buddha who had fallen into the path of demons.

But right now, with both his Buddha-like and demonic auras gone, he stood wielding the spear amidst the vastness of heaven and earth, exuding a righteous aura. Even his normally mischievous eyes looked unusually serious.

“What is this spear technique?” Gu Jiao murmured.

The monk finished the last move, tossed the spear to Gu Jiao, and said, “Alright, your turn.”

This spear was very heavy. How could he just throw it over without worrying she might not catch it?

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like s.h.i.+ Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

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He hasn't finished his lines yet though…