The Destitute Orphan and the God-Killing Prince

The imperial edict arranging their marriage had only been issued the day before when news arrived the next day: her fiancé had bought five years of the time of Yu Yanhua, the eldest daughter of the Yu family, with a seventh-tier magical beast core. Everyone around Jing Xi felt indignant on her behalf, angrily denouncing the Seventh Prince, Taishu Yi, for going too far. Yet everyone in the Yuanfeng Kingdom was watching with anticipation. On the Qingtian Continent, strength reigned supreme, and everyone practiced martial arts, from royal descendants to commoners. Every last one of them had some martial skill, except Jing Xi, a descendant of a military family and a martial arts failure rarely seen in a century. A martial arts failure matched with the Yuanfeng Kingdom's God of War? How was that any different from putting a flower in a pile of cow dung? It was an insult to their God of War. Clearly, this was an engagement no one blessed or thought highly of. Jing Xi was the descendant of a military family known for its loyal service. Her parents died, leaving her alone at the age of three. Frail and sickly from birth, she died just days after learning at three years old that her parents had passed away. Not long after she drew her last breath, her body was taken over by the young heir of a reclusive ancient medical family from the modern world of her next life. From then on, she became herself, and this life was destined to be extraordinary. A subordinate came to report, “Master, the Seventh Prince's residence has announced that he is willing to give the Yu family a seventh-tier magical beast core. The condition is that the Yu family's eldest daughter, Yu Yanhua, sell herself to the Seventh Prince for five years.” He was her fiancé in name, and she needed a seventh-tier magical beast core to temper her body. Yet he had traded that core for five years with another woman. Everyone was furious, and one after another they declared they would make the Seventh Prince pay. But Jing Xi smiled. “Spread the word: the Young Master of the Underworld Physician has arrived in the capital and can cure Yu Qinghe, the head of the Yu family. There is just one condition: a seventh-tier magical beast core.” Their anger instantly turned to joy. The Young Master of the Underworld Physician was their master, so the seventh-tier magical beast core would still belong to her. Taishu Yi, the seventh son of Emperor Yuanming, was exceptionally gifted. At a young age, he went to war and became the Yuanfeng Kingdom's one and only God of War, also known as the God of Slaughter. It was because he was bloodthirsty and violent. Guard: “Your Highness, news has come from the capital. His Majesty has issued an imperial edict arranging a marriage for you. Your bride is Jing Xi, the orphaned daughter of the Jing family.” Taishu Yi's dark eyes were deep and inscrutable. “Jing Xi? The woman who's stayed inside the Jing residence for fifteen years without ever going out? The famous failure of the Yuanfeng Kingdom?” Guard: “Yes, Your Highness. Shall I go kill her?” Taishu Yi: “No need to trouble yourself. It's only a title. Let her have it, if she likes. I have no intention of returning to the capital in this lifetime, so naturally I won't marry her.” “Y-Your Highness,” the guard stammered. “You may not be returning to the capital, but Miss Jing Xi can come to Yunzhou. News from the capital says that in a few days, the children of various officials, along with several princes and princesses, will arrive in Yunzhou. They're coming to help you hunt magical beasts and get some experience while they're at it. Miss Jing Xi is among them.” Taishu Yi: “...”