My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Eating one out of house and home simply for gold and riches, those with good fate may survive, but those with bad fate meet their end. Yet for Lv Xiaoshan, what’s lost is not just life, but also the ancestral fortune.
Indeed, what Zhang Yong coveted was the fortune of her Lv family, using it not only to change his own lifelong poverty, but also to alter his appearance and ensure that his descendants could prosper.
Behind Zhang Yong was a master who helped him change his fate, by meddling with the Lv family’s ancestral grave.
Lv Xiaoshan was completely dumbfounded after hearing Qin Liuxi’s words, and stood there stunned. She truly never imagined that the man who had shared her bed for five years could be so vicious.
When Qin Liuxi and Lv Xiaoshan went to the Lv family’s ancestral tomb, Zhang Yong also rushed to Tang Mountain on the outskirts of the capital, hastening on horseback. He looked up at the hazy thatched cottage halfway up the mountain and clenched his teeth as he climbed up.
In front of the cottage was drawn a Tai Chi Eight Diagram. Zhang Yong did not dare to barge in and instead knelt on the ground.
“Master, save me.”
Inside the cottage, all was quiet, as if no one lived there at all.
“Master, Lv Xiaoshan has willingly severed the marriage fate line, and the magic bound to me might be rendered useless. I beg the master to help me once more.” Zhang Yong began to kowtow on the ground.
He had grown accustomed to the luxurious life of the past few years, high and mighty, no longer willing to return to the days of hardship, where he had to use charcoal for writing.
He, Zhang Yong, was destined to be a dragon soaring to the heavens.
Blood appeared where Zhang Yong’s head hit the ground, and then someone who was enshrouded in a black robe and whose face was not visible came out from inside, a hoarse voice said: “Our karma is resolved, go back.”
Zhang Yong was startled, and suddenly looked up, but upon meeting the other’s chilling gaze, he quickly lowered his eyes and said: “Master, please, for the sake of my granduncle, help me one more time.”
“How dare you!” The Black Robed Man waved his sleeve, and with it sent a wave of air that flung Zhang Yong away, angrily saying: “You have the audacity to use my master to pressure me?”
Zhang Yong coughed out blood, and crept forward on his knees, saying: “I wouldn’t dare, but wasn’t it me who saved you back then?”
“I helped you defy Heaven to change your fate, and that squared our karma. Do not entangle me any further.” The Black Robed Man coldly huffed.
“But my marriage fate line with Lv Xiaoshan is broken,” Zhang Yong said. “Didn’t you say that I cannot break the karma with her until the Lv family’s fortune is completely transferred onto me?”
“That’s your own affair, your own excesses, why involve me?” The Black Robed Man looked at him with disdain.
Zhang Yong protested: “It’s not our fault. It’s because a little ghost from the capital, also some Daoist doctor, who exposed something wrong with Lv Xiaoshan’s body that she cut ties with me. Master, it’s clear that the little ghost messed with your magic.”
The Black Robed Man snickered: “Stop using those instigative tactics to provoke me. I haven’t suffered any backlash from my magic being broken, which means the spell is still active. Why the rush, at most you’ll just have some bad luck for a few days. Once Lv Xiaoshan dies and the Lv family’s fortune vanishes, naturally it will all fall onto your Zhang family.” It’s just a matter of whether she dies sooner or later.
Zhang Yong was overjoyed: “So if she dies, it will work?”
Seeing his intentions, the Black Robed Man internally scorned him.
“Master, to avoid prolonged trouble, can’t you take action again?” Zhang Yong gritted his teeth, thinking of Qin Liuxi, always feeling she would spoil things.
“Get lost!” The Black Robed Man turned to leave. He wouldn’t bother using his strength, to avoid incurring more Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies. This man was not worth it.
Seeing him about to leave, Zhang Yong quickly said: “I’ve discovered the whereabouts of the Jiao Pearl.”
The Black Robed Man paused in his steps, swiftly turned around, and looked down at him: “Where?”
Zhang Yong’s eyes flickered: “As long as the master is willing… uh.”
He slapped the hand clutching his neck as if he had gone mad, struggling to say: “I… will tell.”
Black Robed Man sneered and released him, disdainful that such an insignificant creature would dare to negotiate terms with him.
“It was obtained by Marquis Ancheng, I heard it’s for his longevity celebration.” This information was inadvertently learned from Qiao Ziling—he wasn’t the one always searching for the whereabouts of the Jiao Pearl?
Black Robed Man narrowed his eyes, contemplating a theft at Marquis Ancheng’s place.
Zhang Yong then clutched his robe, pleading, “Master, please help me once more. That lad from Qingping Temple is a bit sinister; I’m truly afraid he’ll ruin things.”
Black Robed Man’s eyes flashed fiercely – Qingping Temple?
The same name as the temple?
“Which Qingping Temple? How old is this boy?” Black Robed Man pressed.
Zhang Yong saw his urgency and thought for a moment, “Seems to be from Li City, just a small Daoist Temple, but his medical skills are quite remarkable. Since arriving in the capital, he has healed quite a few people.”
Black Robed Man’s eyes narrowed further – Li City Qingping Temple, hmph.
Zhang Yong carefully observed his expression, “Master, what about my matter? Not that I’m impatient, but that lad mixing with Lv Xiaoshan might mess things up, ruining years of our efforts.”
Black Robed Man sneered coldly, “You too are a malicious one. Your wife has given you wealth and honor, and even your family enjoys her riches. Like leeches sucking blood, you all fatten yourselves on her, and lack any gratitude. Instead, you seek her life; truly heartless.”
Zhang Yong’s face flushed red, grinding his teeth he said, “I never intended to be so ruthless; otherwise, I wouldn’t have just aimed to weaken her to death, to deteriorate her body through replenishing treatments. It’s only because she suddenly became aware of my tampering. If she hadn’t been so resolute, I wouldn’t have wished for her immediate death. She forced my hand.”
As he spoke, he bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, the pain making him more vicious. Licking his lips, it spread a bit of blood on them, making him appear even more ferocious.
“Isn’t it you who said, ‘Every man for himself or face utter destruction’? Had my great-uncle not done so, he wouldn’t have…”
“Shut up!” Black Robed Man slapped him across the face, “It’s not your place to comment on my master.”
Zhang Yong knelt on the ground, his downcast eyes seething with resentment.
Black Robed Man directed, “Fetch Lv Xiaoshan’s birth dates, hair, and nails here.”
Zhang Yong was overjoyed—these items, he had prepared long before. From the moment this man performed the magic to change fortune, he’d listened in on a thing or two. To harm someone, it was easy if you had their birth dates, hair, nails, and blood.
So, whenever he helped Lv Xiaoshan comb her hair or trim her nails, he’d secretly saved some, thinking it might come in handy one day.
And indeed, the day had come.
Zhang Yong expressed his thanks and hurried down the mountain.
Black Robed Man watched him leave, snorting coldly. Had it not been for his master’s sake, he would not have given Zhang Yong a second glance.
He looked up at the sky; it was better to wait for nightfall before attempting to steal the pearl from what’s-his-name Marquis Ancheng. The most important thing was the Jiao Pearl.
Black Robed Man turned to walk back into the thatched cottage when suddenly he paused, feeling like he missed something.
No, that wasn’t right. Zhang Yong said it was the Daoist doctor from Qingping Temple who indicated Lv Xiaoshan’s abnormal condition, who could practice medicine. What about magic?
That person, hailing from Qingping Temple, would then be under Chi Yuan.
This is bad!