Becoming Invincible By Marrying The Ultimate Villainess - Chapter 54 - Chapter 54 – Ning Ye’s Killing Intent Blooms — The Storm Is About to Break!

“Wait, no—”

“She wasn’t spying with her eyes…she was eavesdropping!”

Ning Ye shook his head, correcting himself. After all, Jun Qianye had lost her sight—she could only listen now.

But if that was the case… then just now, the interaction between him and Mu Lin…

Could she have misunderstood something?

Considering what was said—and how it sounded—his and Mu Lin’s exchange might’ve really come across the wrong way…no, not just a little wrong. Extremely wrong.

At that thought, Ning Ye’s old face blushed. He cleared his throat awkwardly, pretending as if nothing had happened, and asked, “Ahem, ahem—”

“Second Miss Jun, what brings you here?”

“Hmph.”

Jun Qianye gave a cold little snort and slowly walked over. Her lips curved with amusement as she teased, “If I hadn’t shown up tonight, I wouldn’t have known just how domineering the Tenth Prince really is.”

“To think… a dignified Princess Consort, being bullied like that?”

“Your Highness truly has some remarkable methods.”

I’m flattered!

Ning Ye accepted her “praise” without the slightest shame. He didn’t bother explaining—given their current relationship, there didn’t seem to be any need.

Hehe.

Jun Qianyue smiled casually upon hearing this. Then, with clear interest, she said, “Let’s put that aside for now.”

“I didn’t expect you could reverse-control the Love Gu!”

“So tell me, Your Highness—what other tricks are you hiding?”

Ning Ye merely spread his hands and answered flatly, “In time, Second Miss Jun… you’ll find out.”

“Mhm.”

Jun Qianye gave a soft grunt, her expression calm.

“I look forward to it.”

A breeze stirred between the two of them, and for a moment, the night fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, it was Ning Ye who broke it, speaking with a sheepish tone: “About what Mu Lin said just now…”

“You heard everything, did you?”

“I did.”

Jun Qianyue nodded.

She had been tailing Mu Lin ever since the woman had secretly infiltrated the Divine Strategy compound. So of course—she had heard the entire exchange between Ning Ye and Mu Lin.

“The Yin-Yang Sect and Mu Lingxi… are about to make a move on your Jun family.”

“So—what are you planning to do about it?”

Ning Ye asked with genuine curiosity. He knew that ever since he arrived in Wudu, the entire power structure of the city had shifted. In the original timeline, Jun Qianyue would’ve needed at least three years to overturn the imperial authority of Junlin. But now, with his arrival throwing everything off, that timeline had been pushed forward drastically. So he was eager to know her next steps.

Because now—he could smell it in the air.

The storm brewing over Wudu.

Jun Qianye’s lips curved into a faint smile as she gave him a calm reply: “Don’t worry.”

“I’m fully prepared.”

Mhm!

Ning Ye nodded in acknowledgement, his voice low: “That’s good then.”

Heh.

Jun Qianyue chuckled lightly. She stepped closer, leaned in, and whispered teasingly by his ear: “Rest up early.”

“After all… His Highness the Tenth Prince must be worn out after tonight.”

“Tomorrow—might just bring something big.”

With that, she offered no further explanation, and strolled leisurely out of the small courtyard.

…Huh?

Ning Ye blinked, stunned. Could it be… that the upheaval in Wudu is coming tomorrow?

At that thought, another realization struck him. He quickly called out—

“Where’s Wu Lintian?”

“I’ve heard this Second Prince is your right-hand man, Second Miss Jun.”

“So tell me—what do you want me to do about him?”

Jun Qianyue halted, then turned her head slightly. A faint, meaningful smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

“Just do what you’re supposed to do.”

“Huh?”

Ning Ye was slightly surprised. So she’s not against me killing Wu Lintian? No—judging from that expression… she might even be hoping I do it!

But just as that thought formed, Jun Qianyue seemed to recall something amusing. With a light chuckle, she pulled Ning Ye’s wandering thoughts back:

“But Your Highness the Tenth Prince… are you really going to let Mu Lin go?”

“I find that very hard to believe.”

Ning Ye spread his hands, answering solemnly and with mock righteousness: “A man of honor always keeps his word!”

“Of course I’m serious!”

Then, suddenly shifting his tone, he added: “…But only for tonight.”

Hearing this— Jun Qianye’s cold, stunningly beautiful face lit up with an increasingly amused smile. She smiled meaningfully:

“Hehe…”

“Not bad at all.”

“If it were me, I wouldn’t let go of such an entertaining little plaything either!”

“Ning Ye, Ning Ye… you really are becoming more and more to my liking.”

“I can’t wait to see what you’ll do next.”

“…But, I have to say, spanking a woman is not a good habit!”

Ning Ye smiled lightly in response: “Maybe not a good habit…”

“But it’s damn effective, wouldn’t you say?”

Hearing that, Jun Qianyue smiled helplessly. She said no more, simply turned and strolled out of the courtyard.

Watching her disappear into the night, Ning Ye slowly shifted his gaze toward the outskirts of Wudu. In his eyes, a glint of cold, murderous intent began to rise.

“Second Prince… Wu Lintian.”

“At long last—we meet.”

Outside Wudu City.

A contingent of over a hundred soldiers thundered across the land, led by a tall, cold-faced man clad in black-gold war armor, wielding a pitch-black halberd. Like a blade slicing through the night, they surged forward at terrifying speed.

Wherever this force passed, the ground trembled violently. A suffocating aura of death and discipline swept in all directions.

This was the Black Cavalry Iron Guard—one of the three elite armies of the Junlin Empire, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the famed Divine Strategy Iron Cavalry.

Their numbers were few—only one hundred and seven—but every single one of them had reached the Transcendence Realm and survived the hellish training of the Black Prison. They were the best of the best—natural-born killers.

Now, under the command of Wu Lintian, the Black Cavalry had become the personal guard of a royal prince. For years, Wu Lintian had led them across battlefields, earning them a fearsome reputation throughout the eastern region. In the eyes of many, they were a true iron-blooded army.

Boom—Boom—Boom!!

The cavalry charged relentlessly, and before long, they arrived at the gates of Wudu. With a thunderous rumble, the gates swung open. Hundreds of city guards in Junlin armor bowed respectfully to the cold-faced man at the front and shouted:

“Welcome home, Your Highness the Second Prince!”

“Mhm.”

Wu Lintian gave a curt nod, then spurred his horse and led the Black Cavalry into the city.

Tonight, the streets of Wudu were lined with civilians and cultivators alike. After all, Second Prince Wu Lintian wasn’t just a war hero of the Junlin Empire—he was an idol to many cultivators, and the dream lover of countless ladies of noble families. A turnout like this was only natural.

Many cultivators stared in awe at the prince riding through the streets as if declaring his return to the entire city. Their hearts stirred: It’s been years, and yet the Second Prince seems even stronger than before. Who’s stronger now—him or Ning Ye?

Countless noble ladies who had snuck out of their manors blushed and swooned, admiration sparkling in their eyes: Second Prince, you’re as dazzling as ever!

But amidst the fanfare, the shrewd ones sensed it—the moment Wu Lintian returned, Wudu would not remain peaceful. A storm was coming.

After crossing ten li of city streets—

Wu Lintian and the Black Cavalry finally arrived outside the Divine Strategy Army’s compound. Just when everyone thought he would challenge Ning Ye to a life-and-death duel tonight…

He shook his head in silence.

Without a word, he led the Black Cavalry past the compound and headed straight for the palace. This move left the city’s power players utterly stunned.

After all, back when Wu Lintian left Wudu, he had publicly declared: “Anyone who dares set their sights on Second Miss Jun—I’ll wipe out their entire clan.”

Now, Ning Ye was not only involved with Jun Qianyue—he was her fiancé, and they were set to marry soon. If Wu Lintian didn’t make a move tonight… it just wouldn’t be like him.

But what the people of Wudu didn’t know was— Wu Lintian wasn’t retreating.

He was brewing a storm like none before.

“Ning Ye.”

“Just you wait.”

“Tomorrow… will be your day of reckoning.”

Wu Lintian gazed coldly at the moon hanging high in the night sky. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the curve of his lips turned sharp and icy as he spoke.