Thud!
Chu Feng’s body collapsed. This time, it wasn’t just a depletion of true qi. Even his spirit felt a wave of exhaustion.
What’s going on? The “Three-Breath Sword Draw” was supposed to end fights quickly, but the more he used it, the heavier the side effects felt.
“Little brother!”
A red-robed figure appeared at Chu Feng’s side.
Next, he felt his head being gently lifted, and a soft, springy, and comfortable sensation touched the back of his head.
A lap pillow!
As for how Chu Feng was so sure…. the large, white mounds blocking the light above him were all the proof he needed.
For a woman, if she can’t see her toes when she looks down, she’s a peerless beauty.
From a man’s point of view, if he looks up and can’t see her face, that too is a peerless beauty.
Like now… Chu Feng couldn’t see Sister Wan’er’s face at all; he could only hear her voice.
Then, a pair of slender hands began gently massaging his temples.
“Little brother, you were amazing. You’ve grasped sword intent at just second rank.”
“Sword intent? That last move I used… had sword intent?”
Chu Feng wasn’t sure. He’d simply used his usual ultimate move, but at that moment, everything around him had seemed to vanish. All that remained was the beast before him.
Driven by a will to kill the beast no matter what, he swung his sword.
Could that have been what they called “sword intent”?
“Of course it did….. and it was very pure. Looks like little brother will be able to take responsibility for big sister very soon.”
At this moment, Ji Yuhuang was in high spirits. Compared to his past life, her little husband had awakened sword intent much earlier.
Hearing Sister Wan’er mention “take responsibility”, Chu Feng couldn’t help but recall the entangled scene from just moments ago.
Fortunately, the cooldown of his post-nut clarity hadn’t worn off yet. Otherwise, he might have made a fool of himself in front of Sister Wan’er.
After resting for a while, the true qi in Chu Feng’s body had mostly recovered.
“Sister Wan’er, let’s keep moving.”
Chu Feng stood up. The only real threat in the area which was the demonic beast had already been sliced in half by him.
“Alright.”
Ji Yuhuang was enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of strolling with her little husband.
However, the communication talisman at her waist suddenly lit up.
She picked it up, and a message appeared before her eyes.
—The Moonlight Sword Fairy has arrived.
Lu Xiyue…
A seductive figure flashed through Ji Yuhuang’s mind.
She sure got here fast…. looks like that little “gift” I sent really pissed her off.
“Sister Wan’er, should we keep going along this path?”
Just as Chu Feng was about to turn around and ask the red-robed figure behind him—
Suddenly, over a dozen figures burst out from the surrounding area. Among them, one face Chu Feng instantly recognized.
“It’s you! The eunuch from the Empress’s side!”
Among the crowd, Chu Feng immediately picked out Eunuch Cao. After all, he was the only face Chu Feng had seen before.
If it were anyone else daring to shout “eunuch” at Eunuch Cao, he’d already be smiling gently as he said, “Our Imperial Court needs talents like you”, before raising his blade and cutting the problem at the root.
But the man before him now was Her Majesty’s consort. Eunuch Cao wouldn’t dare.
“Young Master Chu Feng, we meet again. You’ve had your fun these past few days, haven’t you? Now, come back with me. Her Majesty is getting impatient.”
What?!
Chu Feng was shocked. So his every move had been under surveillance by people planted by the Empress?
Then what had he been struggling so hard for all this time?
At that moment, Chu Feng felt like a complete clown.
Thankfully, he wasn’t in Gotham City or he’d be Gotham’s clown.
“Do I have another option?”
“Another option? Of course there is, Young Master Chu Feng. Will you come with me willingly? Or shall I seal your cultivation and carry you back myself?”
As he finished speaking, Eunuch Cao gave a wide smile.
Seeing the eunuch’s chrysanthemum-like smile, a chill ran down Chu Feng’s spine.
“N-No, I’ll walk on my own, thanks.”
Being carried in a eunuch’s arms? Yeah… no thanks.
“Sister Wan’er…”
Chu Feng turned around only to find that the red-robed figure behind him had vanished.
“Young Master Chu Feng, Her Majesty’s… younger sister has already left with our people.”
Eunuch Cao discreetly wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had nearly let something slip.
“In that case, let’s go.”
Chu Feng let out a long sigh. So, in the end, he had never escaped the Empress’s grasp.
***
Ji Yuhuang had changed out of her red dress and put on a dragon robe.
She arrived at the imperial study, where a beautiful woman had already been waiting for some time.
When Lu Xiyue saw Ji Yuhuang, she restrained the urge to attack and said coldly, “Where is Feng’er?”
Seeing how furious Lu Xiyue was, Ji Yuhuang calmly replied, “My little husband is naturally with me. Oh, right…. when it’s time for the engagement ceremony, I’ll have to respectfully call you ‘Master’, Moonlight Sword Fairy.”
Bringing up the most sensitive topic, Lu Xiyue’s expression turned stone cold.
At that moment, she suddenly caught a strong scent of Feng’er lingering on Ji Yuhuang’s body. It was a scent she was all too familiar with. After all, her own body had once been covered and filled with that scent.
Moreover… Ji Yuhuang’s primordial yin was gone!
“Ji Yuhuang, what did you do to Feng’er?!”
Ji Yuhuang’s rosy lips curled into a smile. Her slender hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, and a faint blush appeared on her stunning face.
“Mmm~ Little husband was so vigorous. He poured everything into me…. it was almost overflowing.”
Boom!
Lu Xiyue couldn’t take it anymore. She slammed her palm down and crushed the nearby table into dust.
***
Holy Land of the Yaochi.
Amid mist-shrouded mountains, clusters of buildings could be seen faintly.
From time to time, flocks of celestial cranes soared across the skies…
Inside a pavilion at the mountain peak, a white-robed woman sat in meditation.
The sheer white veil accentuated the tall woman’s graceful curves. Her figure was striking. Her upper body was full and ample, while her waist tapered into a slim, delicate shape, free of any excess. Beneath the flashy skirt, her long fair legs were faintly visible, adding to her allure.
The woman was breathtakingly beautiful, her jet-black hair flowing like ink. Dressed in pure white, she exuded a holy, snow-like purity, with a noble and icy aura…..like a peerless blue lotus in full bloom.
Her beautiful eyes remained closed, and in that moment, she seemed like an immortal who had descended into the mortal world.
“Xue Yao.”
In the quiet stillness, a graceful older woman walked in.
The woman in white slowly opened her eyes. There was no emotion in her gaze. Nothing in this world seemed capable of stirring her interest.
“Aunt.”
Her voice was calm and indifferent. Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought she was speaking to a stranger.
The beautiful older woman looked at her precious niece and let out a soft sigh.
“These days, you’ve been sending people out to gather information about someone….someone named Chu Feng, right?”
At that name, a glimmer of emotion flashed through the cold eyes of the woman in white, but her expression quickly returned to calm.
“Xue Yao, you are the Saintess of Yaochi. If word spreads that you’re actively asking about a man, it could damage your reputation. Besides, the Sky-Mending Secret Realm is about to open….you should be focusing your attention on that.”
In response to the graceful woman’s words, the woman in white remained expressionless. She neither replied nor argued. She simply listened in silence.
Seeing this, the beautiful older woman pressed her red lips together. Lately, Xue Yao had been asking about this man almost every single day, as if it mattered more to her than cultivation itself.
“This man….what is he to you, Xue Yao? Why go to such lengths to inquire about him?”
At those words, the woman in white finally spoke, her voice soft and steady:
“He is… my husband.”
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