Reborn as the General's Useless Daughter-Chapter 54: Going outside for training

Outside the Neon Square, Zora saw Prince Kael waiting for her not far away.

When he noticed her approaching, the corner of his lips lifted into a faint smile. "Is everything settled?"

Zora nodded lightly. "Settled."

Scarlett had come looking for trouble. Naturally, she had returned it in full.

Her way of doing things had always been simple.

If someone dared bare their fangs at her, she would make sure they remembered the bite.

"You seem unusually generous today," Zora said, raising her brows slightly. "Those dresses you bought were not cheap."

She had clearly seen the prices earlier.

Back when she had smashed his teacups, she had tried to charge him only a hundred gold coins, and he had refused with stingy righteousness. He acted so poor and shameless, as if he couldn’t spend a single gold coin.

Yet today, not a single word had been said.

Prince Kael blinked, then gave her a look that was half teasing, half shameless.

"The husband’s money is meant to be handed to the wife. I wasn’t yours back then, so naturally, I didn’t give it. But now the situation is different."

He smiled brightly at her and added. "You are already mine, now. Naturally, all your expenses are covered by this husband of yours."

The red lips of Zora curved subtly.

She knew very well that this man was skilled at twisting logic into sweet nonsense.

Yet annoyingly... it still lifted her mood.

The next moment, Prince Kael pulled out a money card and pressed it into her hand.

"If you need money, just use this."

Zora’s gaze paused.

The Continental Bank’s money cards were divided into green, silver, gold, and black.

Across the entire Elysia Empire, only dukes could truly afford to have a card because only they could store so much money in the bank.

And now, one lay quietly in her palm. A black one at that. That means one should have atleast hundred millions of gold coins in the bank.

So this man was not poor at all.

He was outrageously rich.

"I have enough money of my own," she said, returning the card while suppressing her temptations and greed. "You keep it."

"To cultivate early, you should conserve your mental energy," Prince Kael, however, replied calmly, pushing the card back into her hand. "As for the Origin Medical Hall, I suggest suspending consultations for now. Focus on cultivation instead."

Zora’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Why?"

Prince Kael smiled lightly.

"You are no longer just Zora. You are now a Princess Consort. Too much exposure is not a good thing."

She looked at him calmly. "Are you worried?"

"I’m not worried," Prince Kael said lightly, shaking his head. "But the Royal Hunting Tournament is right around the corner. If you can secure a good ranking in it, it will benefit you far more than anything else at this stage."

Zora instantly understood his meaning and nodded without hesitation.

"Then I will suspend consultations at the Origin Medical Hall."

If her guess was correct and her origin was truly tied to that terrifying House Griffin, then time had become her most precious resource.

She could no longer afford to waste it.

From that day on, Zora stopped receiving patients. Only medicinal Potions were still sold as usual, while she herself returned to the Zora’s Manor and devoted all her time to cultivation.

With only half a month left before the Royal Hunting Tournament, every single breath of effort mattered.

*

The next morning, she went straight to Prince Kael’s room.

"Kael," she asked directly, "is there a place near the Imperial City suitable for body tempering? Somewhere like a waterfall, for example?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

She had thought carefully about it the night before.

Simply cultivating spiritual power in a closed room would only strengthen her energy, not her body.

In her past life, she had been soaked in medicinal baths since childhood. Her physique had always been abnormally strong.

But this body was different.

Years of malnutrition had left it far weaker than ordinary cultivators. Even now, though her cultivation level had improved, her physical limits still restricted how much of her power she could truly unleash.

That was the fundamental flaw she needed to fix.

Only when her body was strengthened could her true combat power be fully released.

And only then could she truly step onto the path of higher cultivation.

Prince Kael instantly understood what she wanted to do, though surprise flickered through his eyes.

Most cultivators, especially those from small dynasties, focused only on spiritual cultivation. Almost no one paid attention to tempering the physical body.

Yet at higher realms, the importance of physique would become overwhelmingly clear.

Only the great powers of the continent truly understood this truth.

What puzzled him was not her decision itself, but how she knew this at all.

This was knowledge that even many major sect disciples did not fully grasp.

The more time he spent with her, the more unfathomable she became.

"There’s a small mountain range not far from the Imperial City," Prince Kael replied after a brief pause. "There’s a waterfall there."

Zora’s eyes instantly lit up. "When can we go? Where exactly?"

"Do you plan to go alone?" he asked in return. "That area isn’t too far from the city, but there are still many demonic beasts lurking there. With your current cultivation, it would be dangerous."

"It’s fine," she answered lightly, her lips curving faintly. "I know my limits."

In her previous life, she had walked alone through countless zones of death. Compared to that, this was nothing more than another trial.

Even if she wasn’t strong enough yet, she was confident she could still protect herself.

"I’m going with you," Prince Kael said calmly.

His tone was quiet.

But it left no room for refusal.

Zora paused, a trace of awkwardness flashing across her eyes. "I’m going there to cultivate seriously. If you follow me, how exactly are you supposed to cultivate?"

Prince Kael only smiled, calm and unhurried. "You don’t need to worry about me. As long as you’re not in danger, I won’t interfere."

Then he leaned slightly closer, his tone soft yet unwavering. "You are my woman. If something truly dangerous happens to you and I stand by doing nothing, what kind of man would that make me?"

Zora rolled her eyes at him. "So what exactly do you want to do by following me?"

"Where the lady goes, the husband naturally follows," he replied without hesitation.

Before she could react, he added lightly, as if it were an afterthought, "I’ll also have people spread the news that we are traveling together. Let everyone see how close our relationship as husband and wife truly is."

"Prince Kael!" Zora snapped.

But he was already gone, acting as if he hadn’t heard a single word of her protest.

"Master," White said slowly, curling its tail, "I think the Prince is just worried about you. Letting him follow isn’t a bad thing."

"With your current cultivation level, Master, once you encounter a truly powerful demonic beast, danger is unavoidable," Black added. "The Prince staying close is at least an extra layer of safety."

Zora sighed helplessly.

They weren’t wrong.

On the Holy Mystic Continent, demonic beasts were terrifyingly powerful. Unlike humans, their bodies were naturally strong, and the higher their cultivation, the more horrifying their physical strength became.

Human cultivators relied on techniques, weapons, formations, and intelligence to survive.

Demonic beasts relied purely on brute force.

And yet, despite that, they were also priceless treasures.

Their hides could be made into armor, their blood into medicine, their cores into cultivation materials.

Countless cultivators lived off hunting demonic beasts alone.

Which also meant danger lurked everywhere.

Prince Kael acted swiftly.

Knowing that every moment mattered for Zora, he arranged everything within a short time. Soon after, the carriage quietly passed through the gates of the Imperial City and headed toward the outskirts.

The news spread like wildfire.

The Prince and the Princess Consort had left the city together.

The entire Imperial City buzzed with discussion.

Some envied their deep affection. Some whispered about their intimacy. Some sighed that although the Prince was disabled, he was clearly completely devoted to his wife.

Among all those who heard the news, one person nearly ground her teeth to dust.

Luna, her sister...

"So it’s exactly as I thought..." she muttered bitterly.

Prince Kael was truly infatuated with Zora.

What she could not understand was this.

That woman had been a waste. A discarded daughter. A so-called remarried woman (typically means one who is betrothed to someone else before...)

What was she worth?

Why was she treated like a treasure?

Why was she cherished so openly?

Jealousy gnawed at her heart like poison.

At the same time, someone else was on fire, too...

A scream tore through the Prime Minister’s residence like a bolt of lightning that morning when Prince Kael and Zora had just left the Imperial City....

It was shrill.

It was filled with terror.

The servants froze before chaos erupted.

Minister Henry and Penelope rushed from different directions, their faces pale as they stormed toward their daughter’s courtyard.

Before they even reached the door, they heard Scarlett’s terrified sobbing echo through the halls.

Something had gone terribly wrong.