Awakened: The Spirit King!

"Welcome home, hubby."

The greatest joy of life for any man was having a wife who would welcome him when he returned home from a day of hard and tiring work, and Xie Yang wasn't much different from others in this aspect.

Happiness filled his heart when he looked at the woman filial to him.

"I'm back."

He wanted to hold her, but as blood covered him, he dared not touch her as he was worried that he would dirty her.

It was at this moment in which he wanted to proceed forward but was unable to move that his body came to his rescue, and his stomach that he hadn't adequately trained in the art of no consummation growled loudly to tell its owner that it wanted food.

Lin Hua gave him a startled look as she was a bit surprised to see this imperfect sight of his, but she smiled pleasantly in the next moment as to not embarrass him, and then she said sweetly, "I will tell the maids to send in your favorite dishes for dinner. In the meantime, you should take a scented bath. You reek of blood."

Xie Yang noticed that the guidance that Zhang Xiu had provided his wife had brought a positive change in her.

Her tone carried the confidence it never had before.

She was behaving more like how the wife of a young master like him should behave.

She was still missing a few things from her demeanor.

What was she missing?

It was arrogance!

However, to pour such a thing into her would be more complex than moving mountains.

If she didn't like it, Xie Yang had no intention of making her change her ways.

'My wife is perfect the way she is. She doesn't need to feel the need to change anything about her.'

While he did feel that way, he also didn't intend to stop her from improving herself.

"Huh? Really? Is it that bad?!"

Xie Yang smelled himself, and his nose wrinkled.

A putrid smell was coming out of him, and it was bad enough to scare dogs and rats.

He wondered why his stepbrother Xie Ye and his father Xie Yong didn't raise a complaint when he was with them.

Maybe they were too used to the smell of blood?

They were soldiers who have fought many wars, so it indeed makes sense for them not to overreact at the bad smell of others.

"Yeah, you reek of sweat, dust, the ocean, and blood. I mean it." Lin Hua said playfully with confidence brimming in her bright eyes.

'To be able to accurately distinguish different scents coming from me even when I am giving off such a bad smell, just how good is her sense of smell? is she a little dog?'

Xie Yang pinched her nose with such gentleness that she didn't feel pain as he said, "What a good nose you have. A great talent like you can become a perfumer or a gourmet."

"You overpraise me."

Lin Hua didn't know whether he was making fun of her or not, but she took it as a compliment. She shyly smiled and accepted his praise humbly. Xie Yang left her side and went to soak his body. After taking off his robes, he sat in the bathtub. The maids had it filled with warm water before they left their young master up to his own devices.

Before leaving, they took away his robes and placed a new set of them near the vast bathtub that could fill a dozen or so people. The blood had soaked his clothes crimson and also dyed his body red. The maids took his robes away to clean them.

The water in the tub turned red slowly and steadily.

"I have caused too much bloodshed today, and if I keep on going like that, I might end up developing True Killing Intent. Do I need such a thing in this life too? Probably. But I won't misuse it after I get it, and I won't take a shortcut to get it either."

Xie Yang gave it a look and contemplated happily but also sadly.

He was feeling a mixture of emotions in complete contrast to each other.

True Killing Intent was a good weapon for a cultivator.

He was familiar with it because, in his past life, except for the first seven years, he had spent the rest of his life with it.

He knew that it was like a forbidden drug.

The more a cultivator utilized it, the more pleasure he would feel from killing others.

It pushes a man to embrace their primal nature.

As a result, those who give in to it kill at the slightest disagreement.

Xie Yang was sure that he would not let it consume his rationality and overcome its enticement just like he did in his past life.

He had experienced it once.

Due to this, he didn't fear it.

Humans feared the unknown.

It was known to him, so while he did consider it dangerous, he didn't fear it.

The scented water washed the blood off his body and also made him smell better than before. He stepped out of the bathtub and used spiritual energy to push water droplets off his body and out each strand of his hair before he wore a clean set of white robes and stepped out of the bathroom to return to his wife and have dinner with her.

He enjoyed a harmonious time with his wife.

Xie Yang wanted to chase her skirt and get into her cave, but he said no to horny when he saw her yawning. Tears of sleepiness appeared in her eyes and hung on her eyelashes, threatening to drop out at any time. He dared not put his already tired wife through extracurricular activities. He put her into the bed. She was finding it hard to fall asleep.

Thus, he gave her a full body massage and told her a lustful story. She felt guilty. She should be the one giving him a message but look at what was happening. It was the other way around. As he told her what the man in the tale did to please his wife, his hands pressed her sensitive areas, and his fingers thrust in and out of her cave that was overflowing with fluids. He helped her achieve release.

After which, she felt drowsy and easily fell asleep.

'Masturbation really helps in inducing drowsiness in a person.'

Xie Yang kissed the soundly sleeping person.

He covered her with a blanket, then stood up from the bed and went out of his home.