The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 925: The Risk of Extracting the Demon Bone!

Nanli’s voice carried an intensity that suggested Qingwu had violated her in the worst possible way. It was as if he had desecrated her ancestors’ graves.

Everyone around her tensed, waiting for her to speak.

When Nanli finally opened her eyes, Siheng was quick to ask, "What’s wrong?"

A flicker of hatred passed through Nanli’s eyes, and she ground her teeth, "Qingwu has hidden the Glassy Bottle in the North Wilderness."

This revelation shocked everyone. The North Wilderness was known for its extreme dangers, and from Nanli’s tone and expression, it was clear that this would be no easy task.

Cinian, eager to assist, immediately said, "Nanli, if there’s anything I can do to help, I’m at your service!"

Nanli turned to him, shaking her head slightly. "The North Wilderness is treacherous. You all should stay here to recover. Siheng and I will handle this."

Bai Hao, visibly relieved, immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes! North Wilderness... I’ve been there before when I was younger, and I still have nightmares from that trip!"

Ximen Chuan, who was about to follow them, paused when Nanli spoke, then cast a sideways glance at Siheng. He turned away but couldn’t help but voice his concerns. "What about them?" He pointed at Yun Yubai and her son. "Once you leave, what’s to stop them from causing trouble?"

Chu Yang furrowed his brow and snapped, "Why do you keep harping on about this? I’ll keep an eye on them. Is that not enough?"

But Ximen Chuan was undeterred. "It’s not about them. I’m worried about Yun Yubai’s bloodline—his demon-immortal heritage. If Shang Jue sees our trust in him, he’ll use it to his advantage."

He turned toward Nanli, his tone turning more urgent. "Nanli, you’re taking a huge risk. You’re going to make an enemy of the entire Immortal World! Siheng, your strength is waning, and you’ve been absent for a thousand years. How much influence do you have left? Can you really protect Yun Yubai?"

Nanli’s eyes narrowed. "We’ll manage."

Chu Yang, after hearing Ximen Chuan’s passionate plea, found some merit in his words, though he remained quiet.

Yun Yubai suddenly made up his mind, his voice firm as he spoke, "Then extract my Demon Bone. That’s the only way."

The group was stunned, and everyone turned to look at him in shock.

Nanli’s brow arched, but she surprisingly agreed, "Alright. That’s not a bad idea."

Cinian, though puzzled, turned to his companion Shanxun, who was growing anxious. "Nanli, you should know—removing a Demon Bone is no small feat. There’s a ninety percent chance it will cost him his life."

Nanli, unfazed, turned her gaze to Yun Yubai. "There’s only a ten percent chance. Will you risk it?"

Before Yun Yubai could respond, Yun Jianchu shouted, "No! Nanli, how can you be so heartless? Are you pushing him to the brink?"

Yun Yubai, though pained, pulled his mother back. "It’s fine, Mother. I’m willing."

His voice was calm, but his eyes were filled with determination. He wasn’t willing to give up on his life, nor did he want to burden his parents anymore.

Yun Jianchu’s eyes welled with tears. "No... no... This is all my fault. I failed to protect him then, and now..."

Nanli’s voice was steady as she replied, "If he’s agreed, then that’s settled. Once I retrieve the Glassy Bottle, the chances of success will improve."

Yun Yubai nodded silently.

Ximen Chuan spoke up, "I have a pair of handcuffs. Once they’re on, they’ll suppress any strength, whether human, demon, or Demon Clan. I suggest we use them."

Nanli didn’t object. "Good. But the key should remain with Cinian."

Cinian nodded in agreement, and Ximen Chuan accepted this arrangement without question.

After everything was set, Nanli turned to Chu Yang and asked, "Please keep an eye on Jialan. It may take us a while to return."

Chu Yang responded quickly, "Don’t worry, Sixth Sister. I’ll keep an eye on Ximen Chuan. He won’t get away with anything."

Nanli smiled slightly and whispered something to Chu Yang, who suddenly widened his eyes in shock. "Are you sure?"

"I suspect," Nanli said, her voice low. "It’s all about whether he can hold himself back."

Chu Yang nodded seriously. "Alright. I’ll be cautious."

With that, Nanli and Siheng set off for the North Wilderness.

As they traveled, Siheng struggled to keep up with Nanli’s speed. But as a man, he wasn’t one to admit defeat easily. He pushed himself to match her pace.

Despite his determination, his expression betrayed him.

Seeing this, Nanli slowed down and glanced at him. "Don’t push yourself too hard."

"I’m fine," Siheng replied, though his face was flushed.

Nanli laughed softly. "The Glassy Bottle is safe in that place. We don’t need to rush. There’s no harm in taking it slow."

Siheng secretly thanked her for the consideration, but kept his composure. "A’Li, you’re pregnant. I’m worried about the baby."

Nanli rolled her eyes. "I know what I’m doing. This is good for the baby. They’ll need to learn early to handle things like this."

Siheng raised an eyebrow. "You’re training them before they’re even born?"

Nanli smirked. "It’s called prenatal education. They’ll get used to flying with me. No way will they get dizzy from swordplay later on."

Siheng sighed in resignation, secretly mourning the fate of their future children. But he couldn’t help but flatter her. "Of course, you’re right. You know best."

Nanli smiled, clearly enjoying his praise.

After some time, she became impatient with Siheng’s slower pace and suggested he use her Spirit Boat.

Siheng’s face immediately darkened. "You fly on your own. I’ll keep up as best I can."

He didn’t like relying on others, even his own wife.

Nanli pouted for a moment but quickly recovered. "Alright, fine."

Without another word, she zipped ahead.

Siheng hesitated for a moment but quickly followed, determined not to be left behind. The two of them, moving at full speed, reached the North Wilderness in less than half an hour.

Siheng had traveled through the North Wilderness countless times in his youth. The place was as perilous as ever, but with their experience, they were able to avoid most of the dangers.

He turned to Nanli. "Where did Qingwu hide the Glassy Bottle?"

"Buliang Mountain," Nanli replied.

Siheng halted in his tracks, frowning. "Buliang Mountain? Isn’t that where the Primordial Mythical Beasts gather?"

Nanli nodded. "Yes, and at this time of year, they should be away hunting for the winter. We’ll need to move quickly and hope that the beasts haven’t returned to their nests."

Siheng immediately felt the weight of the situation. This would be a dangerous mission after all.