Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 176 - 165: Both Hurt (Additional release by the Alliance head book friend 20210115140123825)_1

Chapter 176: Chapter 165: Both Hurt (Additional release by the Alliance head book friend 20210115140123825)_1

When Su Zhaojun stepped out of the study, her middle-aged maid greeted her, "Miss, be careful. It seems the old lady is mustering her forces. Looks like she got you a ’welcome’ gift."

"I could have guessed that myself." Su Zhaojun responded with a sneer, "There’s only so much she can do. We can adjust ourselves to deal with whatever she throws our way."

Gracefully, she headed towards the direction of the backyard. As she crossed the courtyard gate, a cloud of dust rained down from above, followed by an alarmed cry, "Be careful, Young Mistress!"

The sword-wielding lady was startled. She didn’t notice anyone above her just now. At that moment, Su Zhaojun was surrounded by a frosty glow as a series of impenetrable sword shadows swept around her like a thunderstorm.

The dust was then propelled ten feet away, forming a neat circle.

Now there were two young men dressed in long working clothes above them, looking at them with fear, "Sorry, Young Mistress. We were careless, are you alright?"

Su Zhaojun glanced at these two men, and then she chuckled lightly, "Be more careful next time, don’t hurt anyone."

She continued to walk towards the inner yard, but her middle-aged maid was still indignant, "This is clearly deliberate, Miss. They should be punished for their mistakes, even dismissed from the mansion."

"What good would that do?" Su Zhaojun shook her head, "A few strikes are nothing. Will you be the one to do it? As for dismissal, the old lady brought a dowry worth a million, can’t she afford to keep some idle men around?"

She looked towards the depths of the courtyard in surprise, "My mother really did prepare a surprise for me this time. I wonder who gave her such a bad idea."

At that moment, the scaffold leaning against the wall behind them suddenly collapsed, and the two workers tumbled down with a yelp.

The middle-aged maid glanced back and saw that the two workers, although landing not hard, fell at just the wrong place. Their buttocks squarely landed on two jutting sticks.

This made the two workers howl in agony, rolling around on the ground clutching their behinds.

The middle-aged maid couldn’t help but laugh. After all, that’s her Miss; she wouldn’t let herself be slighted. She would never harbor resentment.

They moved on and were walking through a long corridor when the wall next to them suddenly collapsed. Meanwhile, several maids watering nearby lifted their ladles and splashed their dirty water at them.

These ladies even had some cultivation.

This time the middle-aged maid was the one to take action. With a wave of her sleeve, a gust of wind blew back the dirty water, soaking the perpetrators.

The real danger, however, came from the wall. Hundreds of balls wrapped in yellow paper hurtled towards them.

The middle-aged maid pointed, and the longsword behind her flung out, slashing at the flying balls. However, her expression changed when she noticed what was inside.

"Durians?"

Those yellow papers were packed with durians, an infamously odorous fruit!

Su Zhaojun’s eyes narrowed slightly, "I got this."

As she clenched her fist, a thunderous blast echoed through the corridor.

First, a swirl of thunder shattered the durians into pieces. Then a surge of rosy flames blazed forth, completely incinerating the remnants into ash.

Only a faint smell lingered in the area.

The middle-aged maid didn’t mind the scent, she even liked it, even craved for it. But she knew her mistress despised it, so she immediately summoned a gust of wind to blow the smell far away.

However, they hadn’t walked for another twenty steps when they felt the ground beneath them collapse, revealing a sizable pitfall.

For an eighth house level Wu cultivator like Su Zhaojun, and a seventh house Sword Cultivator like the maid, such a trap was laughable.

However, a powerful suction force arose from the pit, immobilizing them on spot.

What made the situation worse, - and consequently made the middle-aged maid’s face grow serious - was that the pit was lined with piles of durians all around.

Under her gaze, those durians burst open simultaneously, splattering yellow fruit jam around.

"Boom!"

Still, an incredible thunder’s light, a burst of crimson flames, a fierce gust of wind blasted.

As the last gust of wind faded, Su Zhaojun was still standing elegantly in her place, untouched by the smoke and dust.

However, she narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Interesting, does my mother intend to nauseate me to death with durians?"

"Highly likely". The middle-aged maid chuckled bitterly: "I know this cost her a fortune. Just this trap alone cost a thousand taels of silver."

——The Array in the pit should have been designed by the house’s Spellcaster, probably not very expensive. But the materials for the Array inside added significantly to the bill.

Also, durians are very costly fruits. Transporting them from the south to Jiangnan is expensive.

"Let’s move on!"

Su Zhaojun chuckled coldly, and they went on to encounter at least seven more traps.

Due to heightened vigilance, they managed to bypass three traps. The remaining four were inevitable, all involving durians.

Upon reaching the main courtyard where Mrs. Liu resided, they saw Leng Yurou waiting at the entrance with a group of maids.

Su Zhaojun shook her head and walked over with an ambiguous smile: "Was this your idea, Yurou? Was it necessary, wasting so much money? Those durians were nauseating, but how does that hurt me?"

"It was my idea." Leng Yurou responded calmly: "Madam desired satisfaction and comfort. If it helps her to vent, spending a few thousand taels of silver is worth it."

She glanced at Su Zhaojun: "Seems you are quite disdainful? Didn’t you smell anything?"

Su Zhaojun frowned, taking a sniff. She first noticed an unusual fragrance followed by a strong fishy smell.

Her face changed instantly: "Xuekun Perfume? What trick is this? When did you do it?"

Like ambergris, Xuekun Perfume originates from the intestines of a Sperm Whale, but unlike ambergris, Xuekun Perfume has a fishy smell.

The reason Su Zhaojun could identify it was that this substance was a vital ingredient for the Wu cultivators.

When in bulk, this item has no distinctive smell, but as soon as it contacts fire, it releases a fishy and coagulated odor. Once affected, it’s hard to get rid of it even after a month or two.

"It’s hidden in those durians. I figured you would use Thunderfire to remove the durian pulp. One must always be prepared for surprises. Are you surprised, miss?"

Leng Yurou walked in: "Miss, please come in. The old lady has been waiting to see you."

Su Zhaojun’s face turned pale, and she started grinding her teeth, but soon she put on a bright smile and walked in.

Mrs. Liu sat at the top of the inner courtyard, holding her teacup and grinning, "How have you been all this while, my dear daughter-in-law?"

Su Zhaojun paused for a moment, then broke into tears and threw herself into Mrs. Liu’s arms: "Mother, I’ve missed you so much!"

Mrs. Liu was stunned, puzzled, but quickly pushed Su Zhaojun away: "Let go, let go! This is inappropriate. Someone help, someone...

She suddenly recalled that the Xuekun Perfume on Su Zhaojun hadn’t fully solidified yet. If Su Zhaojun clung to her long enough, she might also end up getting infused with the smell of Xuekun Perfume.

However, Su Zhaojun clung onto her like a vice. She cried: "Don’t you miss me, mother? How could you do this?"

Seeing this, Leng Yurou, standing behind, was dumbfounded. She thought, does she plan to ruin both of them?