Chapter 716: Pure Yin Body
After opening his eyes, they were once again obscured by a layer of white clouds, and he could only faintly see Luo Hanyan's playful eyes through the gaps.
Gu Yun was only slightly taken aback before he identified the woman on him from her slight trembling.
Yin Moon.
Luo Hanyan had recommended this Pure Yin Body to him before, but he hadn't expected her to actually go through with it!
"What, don't you like it?"
Luo Hanyan chuckled softly, then slightly lifted Gu Yun's head and placed it on her own pair of rounded, slender thighs as she sat in a kneeling position.
She placed her hands on the young man's temples and gently massaged them.
Gu Yun's nostrils twitched slightly; he could smell that special fragrance.
Having soaked in the Hundred Flowers for so long, the scent on Luo Hanyan's body was the most unique among all of Gu Yun's women.
It was rich and fresh, yet noble and aloof.
Wisps of it seeped into his limbs and bones.
She was both the sacred and inviolable Master of Hundred Flowers and the Luo Hanyan who only bloomed with ultimate charm in his arms.
Coldness and sweetness, holiness and bewitchment—two extremely contradictory qualities achieved a strange harmony within this fragrance.
Yin Moon heard their entire conversation, but she only dared to bury her face in Gu Yun's chest, not daring to say a word.
This was only because what she was currently wearing was truly embarrassing.
Soft black silk garments wrapped around her entire body; though they seemed to cover her tightly, the snow-white, delicate skin beneath could still be seen indistinctly.
Even though she was acting like an ostrich by burying herself in Gu Yun's arms, her perfect curves were still exposed before the young man's eyes.
Especially since Luo Hanyan had propped his head up, the previously somewhat blurry scenery had now become even more spectacular.
"Han Yan, do you intend to use Yin Moon to offset the promise you made back then?"
"That's not a good habit. If you want to become the Head Wife of the Gu Family, you must do what ordinary people cannot."
"Even Flame Princess could do it. As a Quasi-Emperor Peak powerhouse, what reason do you have to be afraid?"
Gu Yun didn't give Luo Hanyan any face at all, directly exposing her inner thoughts.
"Who... who said I was afraid?"
Luo Hanyan's fingertips massaging his temples paused for a moment before she resumed as if nothing had happened, though her cold voice now carried a hint of petulance: "I only saw how hard you've been working, so I specifically had Yin Moon come to show you some consideration. I didn't expect that instead of being grateful, you'd bite the hand that feeds you."
"It's truly disheartening. Since that's the case, Yin Moon, let's go. Let's ignore this heartless bastard."
As she spoke, she made a move to get up, but Gu Yun's body felt as heavy as ten thousand tons.
Naturally, neither of them was being serious, so Luo Hanyan could only give up.
"What... you heartless little bastard, do you want to force a deal on us?"
Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly felt the world spin. After a shift in space, both of them had fallen into Gu Yun's clutches.
One lay on his left chest and the other on his right, facing each other.
"Holy Lord, h-hello..."
Yin Moon felt incredibly awkward, not knowing how to speak for a moment.
"Hello my foot... Gu Yun, l-let go!"
Luo Hanyan glared at her irritably, then struggled a bit, only to find that Gu Yun's arms were like iron hoops, unmoving.
"Let go?"
Gu Yun let out a low laugh. "A little lamb who walked into the trap only now realizes her situation? Isn't it a bit too late?"
As he spoke, he freed one hand and gave Luo Hanyan's perky butt a slap that was neither too light nor too heavy.
Slap!
The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the silent hall.
Luo Hanyan's entire body stiffened, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief, and her cheeks instantly turned so red they looked ready to drip blood.
An intense sense of shame mixed with an indescribable numbness made her forget to react for a moment.
Yin Moon, who was beside them, was even more dumbfounded. She hurriedly closed her eyes, pretending she didn't exist, though her racing heart and burning cheeks betrayed her.
"You... how dare you..."
Luo Hanyan's voice was even trembling slightly.
"What wouldn't I dare?"
"Or rather, has my Holy Lord already forgotten the fear of being dominated?"
Gu Yun's gaze was fierce. Giving Luo Hanyan no further chance to argue, he lowered his head and accurately captured those slightly parted red lips.
"Mmph...!"
Luo Hanyan let out a muffled groan. Her hands, which had tried to push him away, were pressed against Gu Yun's chest, but an unquestionable will came from the back of her head.
Gu Yun was just as domineering as he had been at the start.
Beside them, Yin Moon could only peek cautiously, her breathing becoming soft for fear of being noticed by the two of them.
However... how could she, who had already fallen into the net, possibly escape?
A black net covered the sky, and a dark curtain descended, reflecting thousands of colors and the wondrous sight of two phoenixes playing with a pearl... [Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully unlocking page 95 of the xuan qing treasure mirror. Reward: Orange Treasure Chest *1]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Li Jianqiang's destiny value has decreased by 1,000 points]
As expected of a human bulldozer, the loss of a mere heroine was simply inconsequential.
Although the rewards for taking Yin Moon weren't particularly bountiful, she did provide Gu Yun with a different kind of flavor.
Furthermore, the Pure Yin Physique Origin was now flowing through the young man's body, which could be considered an unexpected harvest.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Luo Hanyan has generated an emotion of extreme pleasure. Reward: 5,000 villain value]
Just as Gu Yun was feeling smug, another notification sounded.
Gu Yun then looked at Luo Hanyan in his arms, only to see that this once noble and cold Holy Lord had now completely cast aside all her disguises.
Those cold eyes were now misty, and the corners of her eyes were stained with a passionate light red, her slightly parted lips seemingly murmuring something.
Every word and thought of hers could no longer be separated from the young man who had brashly barged into her life.
A faint smile curled at the corner of Gu Yun's mouth, and he then thought to himself, "Xi Tong, open the treasure chests."
This time, he wanted to open them along with the two Red Treasure Chests he had previously obtained from Gu Zhaojun.
[Ding! Host has successfully opened the Orange Treasure Chest. Obtained: Truth Serum *100]
[Ding! Host has successfully opened the Red Treasure Chests. Obtained: Emperor-level Culinary Skills, Great Dao Heavenly Book Fragment (3/10)]
"Emperor-level Culinary Skills?"
"No, Xi Tong, are you joking? What use do I have for this thing?"
[Ding! System products are guaranteed to be high quality. Please explore it for yourself, Host.]
Fine, he couldn't get any information out of her, but Gu Yun could guess that perhaps in the future, he would encounter a Child of Destiny whose golden finger was culinary skills.
Honestly, this was too useless. With his status, was he really going to participate in some King of Cooking competition with others?
Even if he didn't care about his reputation, the Gu Family still needed to save face.
"But cooking occasionally can be considered adding a bit of flavor to life."
...The next day.
In the main hall of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, Snow Thousand Years walked in.
She looked at Luo Hanyan, who was able to sit in Gu Yun's arms on the throne, her eyes full of envy, though she could only suppress these feelings deep in her heart for now.
"Reporting to the Holy Lord, someone from the Canglan Imperial Dynasty has arrived and wishes to see you."
//717//
Chapter 717: Han Qichi's Visit (Combined Parts)
Snow Thousand Years's sudden appearance dissipated the previously intimate atmosphere within the hall.
The flush on Luo Hanyan's face quietly faded, restoring the aloof and dignified bearing befitting a Holy Master.
Yin Moon had long since straightened her dress and was now standing quietly to the side.
However, her gaze still seemed glued to Gu Yun, her eyes flickering with an indescribable intensity and astonishment.
It was simply unbelievable!
The shock Gu Yun had given her was all-encompassing.
She had never imagined that her sacrifice, which she had approached with a resolve to die, might end up being the greatest opportunity she had encountered in tens of thousands of years!
When the Pure Silver Power was broken, her heart had already turned to ashes, only hoping for a better future under Gu Yun's protection.
But the ensuing torrent of Myriad Transformation Power instantly filled her body.
Her fair skin glowed with a faint pink hue, and her aura surged accordingly.
Up to now, she had already stabilized at the Quasi-Emperor Sixth Heaven realm!
And this was just the beginning... If this continued... Yin Moon unconsciously pursed her lips, her throat moving slightly, and her gaze towards Gu Yun grew even more fervent.
If she could remain by His Highness's side, her future achievements would likely surpass all her past wildest dreams!
"People from the Canglan Imperial Dynasty?" Gu Yun seemed oblivious to Yin Moon's gaze, only looking at Snow Thousand Years with a light laugh. "Are they here to sue for peace?"
"If it's peace talks, send them back," Luo Hanyan said, crossing her arms. Her voice was clear and cold, carrying a natural aloofness and pride. "Tell the Canglan Emperor that what my Hundred Flowers Holy Land wants is the complete unification of the entire Myriad Spirits Dao Domain."
In front of outsiders, she was forever that lofty, unattainable Holy Master who looked down upon the world.
"Holy Master, this disciple feels... that doesn't seem to be the case..."
Snow Thousand Years hesitated for a moment before saying, "Because the Canglan Imperial Dynasty... only sent one person."
"One person?"
Gu Yun and Luo Hanyan exchanged a glance, both seeing a trace of surprise in the other's eyes.
"What does the Canglan Emperor mean by this?" Luo Hanyan frowned slightly, her elegant brows knitting together. "Sending only one person, does he think my Hundred Flowers Holy Land is insignificant?"
If this were before, she might have just swallowed this insult. But now that Gu Yun was here, if she still acted timidly, wouldn't his coming be in vain?
"Who is the visitor?"
"It's a woman. She claims to be... a princess of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty."
"A princess?"
"...Princess Qichi, please follow me. The Holy Master has been waiting in the main hall for some time."
Han Qichi did not have to wait long before Snow Thousand Years returned.
"Thank you, Holy Maiden Feng."
Han Qichi nodded in acknowledgment.
During this period, Snow Thousand Years had been active in the Southern Border under the name "Feng Yunyun" without Deliberate concealing it, and Han Qichi had long taken notice.
She naturally recognized this suddenly appearing, extraordinarily talented Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Han Qichi followed Snow Thousand Years deep into the Holy Land.
Along the way, she saw clouds and mist swirling, a hundred flowers vying in beauty, spirit springs and flying waterfalls, and immortal birds dancing gracefully.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so dense it was almost liquefied, refreshing to the heart and mind with every breath.
Han Qichi was inwardly shaken.
She had originally thought the Hundred Flowers Holy Land was merely an upstart that had risen suddenly due to some fortuitous encounter, never expecting its current foundation to be so profound.
Such a vast concentration of spiritual power was not inferior to, and perhaps even surpassed, that of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty's Imperial Palace.
One must remember, this was the Southern Border, a place she remembered as bitterly cold and barren. Who could have imagined such a transformation had occurred!
This was definitely not something Luo Hanyan alone could have achieved.
There must be an unfathomably profound existence supporting it from behind.
Those fools in the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, still Delusion like ants trying to shake a tree, were truly Utterly foolish, bringing trouble upon themselves!
Zhao Kun's destiny value had long since waned, no longer able to suppress the ambitious heart of this Protagonist of Fortune, Han Qichi.
After weighing the pros and cons, she had ultimately made her choice.
Before long, she was led before a majestic yet elegantly simple grand hall.
Seated on the main throne inside was a peerlessly beautiful woman in water-blue palace attire. Her temperament was as aloof as a cold lotus on a snowy peak, her demeanor as solemn as a goddess of the Ninth Heaven. This was Luo Hanyan, Holy Master of the Hundred Flowers.
However, Han Qichi's gaze was instantly captured by another figure.
Not far from Luo Hanyan's side, on a slightly lower soft couch, a youth in dark robes reclined lazily.
His features were bewitchingly handsome, his expression indolent, propping his head up with one hand as if indifferent to all matters.
Yet, the moment Han Qichi's eyes met his, she felt as if she were being stared down by a slumbering primordial ferocious beast. A chill ran through her entire body, and all her secrets felt laid bare.
[Ding! Protagonist of Fortune detected]
[xuan qing treasure mirror, Page Thirty-Seven]
[Name: Han Qichi]
[Favorability: 70]
[Cultivation: Great Saint Realm (Actual Cultivation: Quasi-Emperor Sixth Heaven)]
[Constitution: Cold Jade Spirit Body]
[Identity: Protagonist of the novel 'Heaven's Secrets Calculation, I Can See the World's Hidden Truths']
"Han Qichi of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, greets Holy Master Luo."
Han Qichi quickly collected herself and performed an elegant bow towards Luo Hanyan on the main throne.
"Princess Qichi need not be so courteous. You are the Eldest Princess of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty. For you to grace our remote Hundred Flowers Holy Land with your presence should be our great honor."
Luo Hanyan gave a slight nod, her gaze calm. Her tone was indifferent but carried a hidden edge. "Might I ask the purpose of the Princess's visit?"
Han Qichi straightened up, the smile on her face unwavering, unprovoked by Luo Hanyan's pointed words.
Although she had mentally prepared herself, before everything was settled, she still wanted to secure more leverage for herself.
"Holy Master Luo jests. With the Hundred Flowers Holy Land's military might sweeping across the entire Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, who would dare to look down upon it?"
Han Qichi wanted to say more but was directly interrupted by Luo Hanyan.
"Princess Qichi, let's speak plainly between straightforward people. Those underhanded dealings your Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance have been engaged in together—you don't think I'm unaware of them, do you?"
"It seems there has long been no need for us to sit down and talk."
"So then, my dear Eldest Princess," Luo Hanyan chuckled lightly, but the aura around her suddenly surged, deep as an abyss and towering as a mountain, "now that you've walked right into the trap yourself, what price do you think the Canglan Emperor will pay for you?"
The pressure of a Quasi-Emperor Peak descended abruptly. Han Qichi felt her shoulders grow heavy as if weighed down by an invisible mountain. Her delicate frame trembled slightly, and her breath hitched.
She merely quickened her speech: "Holy Master Luo, please calm your anger. Qichi's visit here does not represent the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, nor does she have any intention of making an enemy of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land."
"On the contrary, Qichi's purpose is... to seek cooperation!"
"Cooperation?" Luo Hanyan raised an eyebrow slightly, her aura receding a bit, but her tone carried a hint of amusement. "The Eldest Princess of Canglan wants to cooperate with me, this 'rebel'? Doesn't the Princess find this rather laughable?"
"The world is ever-changing, Profit First," Han Qichi took a deep breath and said slowly. "The alliance between my Imperial Father and the Myriad Dao Alliance is one of mutual suspicion and fragile foundations."
"To this day, they still fail to see the trend of the times, even attempt to go against the heavens. This is truly a path leading to their own demise."
"Qichi merely does not wish to perish along with this Decaying dynasty."
Silence fell in the grand hall.
Luo Hanyan's cold eyes watched Han Qichi, as if trying to see through her calm exterior to discern her true thoughts.
Gu Yun also sat up straighter, his gaze towards Han Qichi shifting slightly.
"Not wishing to perish with the dynasty?"
Repeating Han Qichi's words, Luo Hanyan pressed further: "Princess Qichi's words are quite interesting."
"Does the Princess believe my Hundred Flowers Holy Land will certainly replace the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and unify the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain?"
"Even the combined forces of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance cannot withstand it?"
"Even I lack such confidence. Why then, Miss Qichi, do you dare to make such a bold gamble?"
"If it were before, Qichi might have had some doubts," Han Qichi said with certainty. "But after witnessing the grandeur of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land with my own eyes today, all doubt is gone."
"That a small place like the Hundred Flowers Holy Land could undergo such earth-shaking changes in such a short time..."
"Surely, behind this... there must be an existence far beyond our imagination..."
She paused, then took light steps forward until she stood before Gu Yun, where she bowed gracefully. "This humble one, Han Qichi, pays her respects to the Young Master."
Her posture was impeccable, but the tension and anticipation in her eyes still betrayed the turmoil within her heart.
A smile tugged at the corner of Gu Yun's mouth as he asked nonchalantly, "Oh? Princess Qichi knows me?"
"The Young Master's elegance is outstanding, his bearing extraordinary. Even when Conceal your aura, he is like a bright lamp in the dark night, impossible to ignore."
Han Qichi's voice was soft, her words filled with flattery.
Luo Hanyan narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched this scene, especially after seeing Gu Yun's secretly pleased expression, she inwardly cursed: "What a shameless hussy! This lecher is really bewitched!"
However, she showed no outward reaction.
As the Holy Master of the Hundred Flowers, she naturally understood the intent behind Han Qichi's action—this Eldest Princess of Canglan clearly had already made her own judgment.
She believed Gu Yun was the true master behind the Hundred Flowers Holy Land. Whether she was perceptive or had stumbled upon the truth by accident, this was a good thing for the Holy Land.
"Since Miss Qichi was able to guess my existence, why didn't you persuade your Imperial Father to surrender together?"
"The Canglan Emperor has held a high position for many years; he is no frog in a well who knows nothing of the world's vastness."
"He might currently be blinded by certain villains, but he shouldn't disregard the words of his own daughter."
"Or is it..."
The corner of Gu Yun's mouth curved up. He spoke while observing Han Qichi's expression.
The latter's expression did not change. Even when the youth mentioned her Imperial Father—the Canglan Monarch—she remained indifferent, as if speaking of an insignificant stranger.
"Those who cannot see the situation will ultimately be disuse by the times."
"Imperial Father is too old. He can no longer bring peace and prosperity to the people of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty."
"The Myriad Spirits Dao Domain and the Canglan Imperial Dynasty need a new leader."
Han Qichi's voice was calm and even, and the temperature in the hall seemed to drop a few degrees because of her words.
After a long while, a few scattered claps sounded. Gu Yun had stood up, lightly clapping his hands, his gaze play as he looked at her.
He slowly walked to stand before Han Qichi, looking down at her from his height, his voice calm. "A new leader?"
"The Princess is quite ambitious. Then, what makes you think you are qualified to become this new leader?"
"And what can I gain from helping you ascend?"
Feeling the faint Intimidation, Han Qichi was astonished.
This youth before her looked no more than a hundred years old, yet he already possessed cultivation at the Quasi-Emperor level.
She had originally thought he was merely a disciple from some great family, powerful only in background. Now it seemed his personal strength also exceeded her imagination.
It appeared... her choice this time was correct!
"The reason the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance chose to ally is because the founding ancestors of both major forces are now on their last legs, their lamps nearly extinguished."
Han Qichi did not hesitate, directly dropping a bombshell.
"What did you say?!"
Luo Hanyan's tone rose sharply. What she had been fear was precisely the Four Tribulation ancestors of the two major forces.
Below the Third Tribulation, even the yet-to-be-upgraded great emperor warships could deal with with numbers.
But once one reached the Fourth Tribulation, it was completely different.
Numbers could hardly make up the gap; rashly attacking would only lead to Unforgivable.
Although she no longer feared them now, she was still very shocked to learn this news.
"Every word Qichi says is true."
"The two forces are usually Water and fire are incompatible. The reason they can cooperate so easily now is because of the Common Dilemma they face!"
"To solve this problem, they have already set their sights on..."
"Great Emperor Bailian's tomb."
Gu Yun interjected, saying the words Han Qichi was about to speak.
The Princess glanced at the youth, not overly surprised.
If before she hadn't understood Gu Yun's goal, now she could guess most of it.
For someone like him, the entire Myriad Spirits Dao Domain probably held little value. Only the tomb of Great Emperor Bailian could be of slight interest.
"The Young Master sees clearly. My Imperial Father and the Myriad Dao Alliance Leader, Mo Yuan, indeed covet the supreme emperor weapon within Great Emperor Bailian's tomb."
"They hope to still have the Confidence to stand at the peak of the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain even after the ancestors pass away."
"However, all this is but a A Dream of Nanke. To oppose the Young Master will lead both the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance to Unforgivable."
"Moreover, Great Emperor Bailian's tomb is Dangerous and unpredictable, and the experts gathering there will only be more numerous than imagined."
"There are certainly not few people like the Young Master who have long had their eyes on this piece of fat meat."
"For the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance alone to try to gain benefits in such a Surrounded by wolves environment, the difficulty is It is conceivable!"
"Qichi is merely preparing an escape route in advance. If the Young Master is willing to cooperate, Qichi can serve as an insider, providing all movements of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance."
"At critical moments, she can even open convenient doors for the Young Master."
"My only request is that after the Young Master successfully unifies the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, he entrusts the governance of this territory to me."
"I can enshrine the Hundred Flowers Holy Land as the state religion, but I want... to become the sole... Empress of this land!"
She raised her head, meeting Gu Yun's deep eyes directly. In those originally cold, deep-pool-like eyes now burned the flames of ambition.
//718//
Chapter 718: Enslavement (Two-in-One)
Inside the hall, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
"Become the Empress of the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain? Is that your goal?"
"If your ambition is only this small, then it's hard for me to believe in your determination."
Gu Yun lowered his head, reaching out to pinch Han Qichi's chin.
"Young Master, please conduct yourself with dignity."
Han Qichi's expression shifted slightly. She was extraordinary and prideful; how could she be willing to be treated so frivolously?
However, the youth's hand was like an iron pincer. When she exerted her power, it flowed into his body like a clay ox entering the sea, vanishing instantly!
Despite being a fellow Quasi-Emperor, she felt as if she had no power to resist before him!
Han Qichi's heart instantly sank to rock bottom.
"Princess Qichi, the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain is but a tiny speck of land. I am now inviting you to join me. I will make you the one and only Empress of the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains."
"What do you say?"
Gu Yun lowered his head and whispered into Han Qichi's ear. His warm breath brushed against her earlobe, sending a wave of numbness through her. However, the content of Gu Yun's words was even hotter and more soul-shaking than that breath!
Han Qichi's delicate body trembled violently, and her cold eyes snapped shut before dilating. In the depths of her pupils, Gu Yun's handsome face—close at hand and wearing a somewhat wicked smile—was reflected.
The youth's words were like a demonic melody piercing her ears, echoing deep within her soul and refusing to dissipate for a long time.
Become the only Empress... of the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains?!
How is that possible?!!
The Three Thousand Dao Domains were vast beyond measure, filled with Immortal Palaces and Imperial Dynasties, occupied by Immortal Ancient Families, and hidden with Secluded Sects.
Internally, ten thousand races watched like tigers; externally, the Forbidden Zones were mysterious and unpredictable.
From ancient times to the present, no one had ever dared to speak of unifying the Three Thousand Dao Domains. Even in the legendary Immortal Ancient Era, such a feat had never been accomplished!
This man... how does he dare?!
But why... why did her heart beat uncontrollably fast upon hearing these words?
That sliver of excitement and desire she didn't dare to examine closely barged into her heart, taking root like a seed.
"Y-Young Master, please stop joking."
"Unifying the Three Thousand Dao Domains... how, how is that possible..."
Han Qichi's voice carried a tremor she hadn't noticed.
"Why is it impossible?"
Gu Yun pressed closer, releasing his grip on her smooth chin to instead stroke her soft, delicate cheek.
His movements were incredibly gentle, yet he seemed like a man-eating demon about to swallow Han Qichi whole.
"The Immortal Ancient Families sit high above? Then pull them down from their pedestals!"
"The Immortal Palaces and Imperial Dynasties dominate their regions? Then trample their palaces!"
"The Secluded Sects are mysterious and unpredictable? Then dig out their roots!"
"What of the myriad races? What of the Forbidden Zones? Destroying them is but a flick of the wrist."
"In this world, nothing is impossible—only people who don't dare to think or act."
"Princess Qichi, are you truly... willing to let your entire life be bound by this tiny Myriad Spirits Dao Domain?"
"Tell me, when you sit upon that cold throne of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and look down upon the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, have you never thought of seeing the scenery further away?"
"Billions of galaxies and endless territories will move according to your will!"
"Powerhouses of the myriad races and Sovereigns of the Forbidden Zones will wail under your wrath!"
"Become the master of everything, and truly grasp your life entirely in your own hands."
"Are you... unwilling!!"
Gu Yun's words were deafening. Han Qichi was completely stunned and took several steps back.
Strands of black Qi flickered in her eyes, and everything before her seemed to blur.
In a daze, she saw herself sitting high above the heavens.
Countless living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting, 'Long live Her Majesty the Empress.'
"No, that's not right!!"
Almost sinking into this hazy illusion, Han Qichi, worthy of being a Protagonist of Fortune, finally snapped back to reality at the last moment.
She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue. The sharp pain and the metallic taste of blood instantly dispelled the illusion before her and the bewitching voice in her mind.
She stumbled back a few steps until her back hit a cold pillar. Only then did she steady herself. Her chest heaved violently, fine beads of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her gaze toward Gu Yun was filled with unprecedented horror.
This man was too terrifying.
With just a few words, he had hooked the deepest desires of her heart, nearly causing her to lose her mind and sink into the temptation of illusory power.
She didn't dare imagine what her future would become if he had succeeded.
"You... what did you do to me?"
Han Qichi asked with a dry voice, filled with lingering fear.
"Nothing... I just never believe in free lunches."
"Rather than befriending a partner whose background I don't know, I'd rather take in a loyal subordinate."
Gu Yun's expression was cold, and his eyes held no emotion as he looked at Han Qichi.
Luo Hanyan's beautiful eyes had been watching this direction the whole time. Seeing everything settled now, a brilliant light flickered in her eyes.
Wisps of black Qi swirled around Han Qichi's forehead, and before long, a dazzling demonic flower bloomed.
At the same time, Han Qichi—and her true body still within the Canglan Imperial Palace—
Both felt the changes occurring in their bodies.
A cold, domineering, and unquestionable will, like the deepest brand, was carved into her soul and fused into her bloodline.
The fading demonic flower on her forehead brought no unbearable pain, but it felt like a sharp blade hanging over her head, ready to strike at any moment, leaving her in constant unease.
Han Qichi could clearly sense that her life and death were now entirely controlled by the whim of this handsome and dangerous youth before her.
She had originally thought that since only an incarnation was here, the worst outcome would just be losing this body.
But now... everything had exceeded her imagination.
"No need to be nervous," Gu Yun's voice rang out again, returning to its previous calm and even carrying a hint of warmth. "As long as you don't have ulterior motives or do anything to harm me or those around me, this mark is harmless to you. Since you are alone in the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, it can even provide some protection if you encounter danger."
"But if you break your oath or attempt to betray..."
He didn't finish, but the sharp, cold pain from the depths of Han Qichi's soul said it all.
Resist? It would be like an egg hitting a stone.
Flee? Even at the ends of the earth, if the mark isn't removed, one remains a prisoner forever.
Han Qichi's expression shifted erratically. She stared fixedly at the youth, truly not understanding why.
Was her sincerity not moving enough?
Why did he have to do this?
The previous temptation was merely a tool to open her heart; from the very beginning, this man had been aiming to control her.
"Young Master, there was really no need for this."
"Qichi would not dare to betray you."
"A person who dares to betray their own Imperial Dynasty and their own father..."
"Your promises are worthless."
Gu Yun's words were cold and realistic, like sharp icicles piercing Han Qichi's last bit of hope and pretense.
Her face turned pale instantly. Her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound to defend herself.
"I..." Han Qichi's throat tightened, and she finally lowered her head dejectedly. "I understand."
Only now did she realize that from the moment she stepped into the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, she was destined never to speak to the youth before her as a partner.
From start to finish, the other party had merely treated her as prey.
Either submit, or... die!
...Han Qichi left the Hundred Flowers Holy Land with an indescribably complex state of mind.
Before setting out, she had been full of heroic ambition, harboring the wish to become the Empress of the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain.
Upon returning, she had become another's plaything, with even her life no longer under her own control.
However, she didn't have any thoughts of resistance, simply because Gu Yun had taken her to see them at the end—those five terrifying great emperor warships.
These behemoths were on a completely different level compared to the ones Luo Hanyan had used before.
She knew very well that the Canglan Imperial Dynasty was completely finished this time.
All she could do was act as a guide, hoping to secure a good end for the cultivators of her own lineage.
The arm can never win against the thigh. Her proud conditions and foundations were nothing more than laughable conversation pieces to others.
That youth... the Young Master of the Immortal Ancient Gu Family, had never once spared a glance for these two great powers of the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain.
I destroy you; what does that have to do with you!
Deep within the Princess's Manor in the Canglan Imperial City.
Han Qichi's true body suddenly opened its eyes. She raised her hand to lightly touch the center of her forehead; the touch was cold, as if she could still feel the temperature of the youth's fingertips and his unquestionable will.
"Gu... Yun..."
She whispered the name, her delicate body trembling slightly, a different kind of color swirling in her cold eyes.
"Princess, Young Master Zhao Kun requests an audience."
A maid's voice sounded from outside the door, interrupting her thoughts.
Han Qichi's brows furrowed slightly, a flash of annoyance appearing in her eyes, but she quickly masked it, returning to her usual cold appearance: "Let him in."
Before long, Zhao Kun walked in.
Dressed in white and holding a folding fan, he had a refined smile on his face. His eyes landed fervently on Han Qichi: "Qichi, you've finally come out of seclusion. I came by several times recently, but they said you were in seclusion. You really made me wait."
"Now, I want to officially tell you this good news!"
Zhao Kun cleared his throat: "His Majesty the Canglan Emperor has already promised to betroth you to me."
"Lady Qichi, we can finally be together."
His eyes were full of expectation for the future, and his mind was filled with every little detail of his time spent with Han Qichi over these days.
But looking at him like this, Han Qichi only felt nauseous.
Previously, she thought Zhao Kun had some value, which was why she treated him with some regard.
She had hoped he would become an aid in her quest for the throne, but now he had actually sided with the Canglan Emperor and even dared to boast before her!
Suppressing her inner disgust, Han Qichi remained outwardly impassive: "Young Master Zhao, Qichi is already aware of this matter."
"My father has already mentioned it to me."
Seeing this, Zhao Kun was overjoyed. He quickly took a step forward, his voice becoming even more tender: "Qichi, rest assured, I will definitely not fail the expectations of His Majesty or you!"
He wanted to pull his beloved into his arms, but Han Qichi subtly dodged him.
"Young Master Zhao, men and women should maintain proper distance. Let us wait until our wedding day for such things. What do you think?"
"Qichi, I won't do anything else. We've known each other for so long, and you haven't even let me hold your hand."
Zhao Kun lowered his head, a flush of red appearing on his face.
Han Qichi's voice was soft, carrying a strange magic: "Brother Kun, my father has already promised you."
"Surely you can't be unable to wait for just these few days?"
Her voice seemed to have magic; Zhao Kun felt his bones go soft.
A foolish grin appeared on his face: "Fine, fine, Qichi. Everything as you say, my dear wife."
Han Qichi laughed inwardly, while outwardly she was all smiles.
The two talked pleasantly until the sun set in the west, and only then did Zhao Kun leave with satisfaction.
However, the information he possessed regarding Great Emperor Bailian's tomb had already been completely extracted by Han Qichi.
Touching the mark on her forehead, the youth's appearance surfaced before Han Qichi's eyes.
Her pretty face took on a crimson hue, and only then did she slowly inject spiritual power into the mark.
"Great Emperor Bailian's tomb is hidden in the Dragon Bone Star Ring. One must wait for the three star fragments to return to their positions to enter."
"According to Zhao Kun's calculations, the optimal time is in half a month!"
...Hundred Flowers Holy Land.
Holding Luo Hanyan's thighs with both hands, Gu Yun straightened his back.
Suddenly sensing a strange feeling, he finally let the Holy Mistress down.
"What are you doing? Is that all you've got?"
Luo Hanyan was still leaning against Gu Yun's chest, teasing him.
"That little girl, she really moves fast."
"It seems she really has a lot of grievances against her father and the Canglan Imperial Dynasty."
Spiritual power surged in Gu Yun's hand, and soon Han Qichi's message appeared before the two of them.
"In half a month?"
"Do you plan to wait that long?"
Luo Hanyan asked, distracted.
"What are you saying? If it's for Great Emperor Bailian's tomb, then we indeed have to wait."
Great Emperor Bailian was once an Eighth Tribulation powerhouse; even Gu Yun could not underestimate him.
In any case, he had the relevant maps in hand and had held an absolute advantage from the start, so he naturally didn't care about the secret realm's opening time.
"But if you're talking about the two great powers..."
Gu Yun said with a light laugh: "Does little Han Yan think we should wait for half a month?"
"What do you mean 'little' Han Yan? Where am I small?"
"Whether it's age or... scale."
"It should be me calling you 'little Gu Yun' instead."
"Don't you agree, lit-tle Gu Yun?"
After Luo Hanyan's Extremely Yin Body was fully developed by Gu Yun, she could no longer bear to be away from him.
Normally, she could control herself with her powerful willpower.
But once Gu Yun opened that gap, it became uncontrollable.
Sometimes cold, sometimes wanton.
She had fallen into a strange state of duality.
To this, Gu Yun was naturally tireless. Who wouldn't want to see a cold and noble fairy being charming and seductive before them?
It was at this time that his arrogance reached its peak.
"Halt, you demon! Watch me make you show your true form!"
...The next morning, as the first light of dawn broke.
Five great emperor warships were ready to depart. Countless powerhouses from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land and the Four Directions Region had been arranged by Luo Hanyan on each warship to serve as human engines.
"Set sail—depart!!"
With Luo Hanyan's command, the five great emperor warships flashed with light simultaneously, tearing through the void as they sped away.
//719//
Chapter 719: Striking First (Double Chapter)
Five great emperor warships tore through the calm sky above the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, turning into five streaks of dark-gold light that ripped through the heavens as they sped toward the Central Region.
On the hulls, complex star array diagrams and pale pink floral patterns complemented each other, emitting vast yet restrained energy fluctuations. Wherever they passed, the sea of clouds dispersed, and space rippled in layers.
Luo Hanyan stood on the bridge of the lead ship, dressed in a water-blue palace gown with a pale gold cloak over it.
The Hundred Flowers Crown glittered in the morning light, her cold face showing no emotion.
"At this speed, we'll reach the edge of the Central Region in two days at most."
"Gu Yun, are you truly prepared?"
A pair of arms wrapped around her waist. A faint smile played on Luo Hanyan's lips as she asked.
"What, my wife, do you lack confidence?"
"It's not a lack of confidence, but those two major forces both have ancestors of the Fourth Tribulation or higher presiding over them."
"Though their lifespans are near their end, if they truly fight for their lives, it's no laughing matter."
Feeling the strength from the arms around her waist, Luo Hanyan tilted her head slightly and spoke with a hint of worry.
"Once the tomb of Great Emperor Bailian opens, I won't have time to worry about the affairs of the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain."
"Delays lead to complications. Even if we have to take some risks, we must eliminate this hidden threat now."
"With Han Qichi acting as an internal mole, now is the best time."
"What you say makes sense. I just hope nothing goes wrong."
Luo Hanyan leaned gently against Gu Yun's shoulder. Only with this man by her side would she drop her usual icy defenses.
However, the expression on Gu Yun's face remained calm.
No trouble?
How could there be no trouble? In the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, Zhao Kun wasn't the only Child of Destiny.
There was also Li Jianqiang with his dual cultivation system. On the previous night of the full moon, he had finally managed to resurrect Melodious Sound, only to end up with a system puppet under his own control.
Guided by Melodious Sound and forced by the Suo Yang Technique Gu Yun had prepared for him earlier, Li Jianqiang was compelled to frequent pleasure houses.
Now buried in debt, he had been discovered and taken back by the people of the Yin Yang Holy Land while wandering about.
He had now turned the tables and become one of the Holy Sons of the Yin Yang Holy Land.
This was the providence of a Child of Destiny; if left alone for even a moment, they could undergo a massive transformation.
But... it ended here.
Because Gu Yun was back.
On the surface, the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain only had two major powers: the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance. But in reality, there were hidden entities like the Zhao Imperial Clan and the Yin Yang Holy Land.
What Gu Yun intended to do... was to sustain the war through war and eventually occupy the entire Myriad Spirits Dao Domain!
"Let's start with the Canglan Imperial Dynasty."
"With the power of five great emperor warships and Han Qichi as an internal mole, we should be able to achieve this in the shortest time possible."
...Central Region, the Far North, deep within a mountain range shrouded in gray-white mist year-round.
There was a quiet and secluded hidden place, the dao field of the Yin Yang Holy Land, a hidden power within the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain.
A holy land that practiced dual cultivation was notorious in the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain. Countless people avoided them like the plague, yet they couldn't resist the rocket-like cultivation speed that dual cultivation provided.
Because of this, their situation was quite strange: they weren't accepted by the mainstream, yet they weren't hunted down like the members of demonic sects.
Hidden in this mountain range and relying on the cultivation speed of dual cultivation, they had actually developed quite well.
They had gradually become a hidden behemoth within the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, with no fewer than five Emperor Realm experts within the Holy Land.
At this moment, in a cave dwelling where the spiritual energy was so dense it had almost liquefied.
Li Jianqiang sat cross-legged on a bed, and beside him were several bodies that had been sucked dry like mummies.
These were the cauldrons bestowed by the Yin Yang Holy Land for his cultivation. However, due to the Suo Yang Technique, Li Jianqiang had lost his ability in that regard and could only absorb yin energy in this most primitive way.
After a long time, Li Jianqiang slowly opened his eyes.
Looking down at the mess before him, his lips curled into a hideous arc.
"That bastard who schemed against me! Don't let me find where you are!!!"
"Once I, this Holy Son, know who you are, I will definitely let you know what true agony is!!"
Since his trip to the Southern Border, he had lost his ability in that area.
For Li Jianqiang, this was more painful than being killed!
Fortunately, he still had the system. Although it couldn't cure this sudden ailment, it gave him an alternative solution.
By devouring the yin energy of these cauldrons, his cultivation had now reached the Great Saint realm.
But looking at these beautiful bodies and being unable to taste them, while having to harden his heart to destroy them, was the ultimate torture for him!
"What happened? How did you end up like this?"
Just then, a voice rang out from outside the door.
Melodious Sound walked out from the hall. Since Li Jianqiang became the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Holy Land.
The relationship between the two had changed. The once high-and-mighty Elder Melodious Sound had now become Li Jianqiang's prospective concubine.
Fortunately, Li Jianqiang was a sentimental person, and since Melodious Sound's current strength was still above his.
The two were now treating each other with mutual respect and were close friends.
Li Jianqiang had mentioned many times that he hoped Melodious Sound could help him with his cultivation.
Having already tasted countless "roots," Melodious Sound naturally had no objections. However... after many failed attempts, Melodious Sound had no choice but to give up.
Li Jianqiang could only choose the system's backup plan, and Melodious Sound would use her influence to help him clean up the aftermath.
The two cooperated, and over the past few months, everything had been peaceful.
Now seeing the mess in the hall, Melodious Sound handled it with ease. A few dead cauldrons were nothing significant in the Yin Yang Holy Land.
"It's nothing. Try again now."
"I feel like I'm in great condition!"
Li Jianqiang's old face was flushed red. His heart was already seething with rage, yet there was still no reaction.
He thought of having Melodious Sound try her hand at it to see if it could provide some stimulation.
However... it was still useless... "No—!!"
Li Jianqiang knelt on the ground and cried out in pain. He, the dignified Pure Yang Saint Body, possessed a dual cultivation system.
He should have been conquering the Yin Yang Holy Land, so how did he end up like this?
"I told you to be moderate back then, and now there's no good way."
Without Gu Yun's control, Melodious Sound was just the normal Melodious Sound.
Seeing Li Jianqiang like this now, she also had a look of disgust on her face.
If it weren't for his rising status, she wouldn't bother continuing to deal with this useless old thing.
She would have gone back to have three hundred rounds with her young toy boys long ago.
"Why have you come to find me today?"
Hearing the complaint in Melodious Sound's voice, Li Jianqiang's expression darkened as he asked.
"It's like this: the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain hasn't been peaceful lately."
"The Hundred Flowers Holy Land has risen abruptly and actually taken the entire Four Directions Domain into its pocket."
"They've forced the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the Myriad Dao Alliance to unite. Now everyone is on edge, and our Yin Yang Holy Land's business has suffered quite a bit!"
Thinking of this, Melodious Sound was also somewhat dissatisfied.
Previously, she could use the Holy Land's channels to contact some Quasi-Emperor experts in the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain.
Both parties got what they needed to improve their cultivation, and if she performed well, she could even get some tips.
Now... it had been a long time since she had any business. If she weren't so bored, she wouldn't have the heart to come to Li Jianqiang's place.
"The Holy Land wants to get involved too?"
Li Jianqiang frowned. He didn't want to be dragged into any disputes at a time like this; he only wanted to recover his prowess and restore his manhood as soon as possible.
"Of course!" Melodious Sound said crossly. "If we let those crazy women from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land keep causing trouble, the order of the entire Myriad Spirits Dao Domain will be thrown into chaos! How can our Holy Land's business continue? Last month, the Holy Land's income dropped by thirty percent, and the elders are going crazy with worry."
"It's said that the Holy Lord has decided to secretly contact the Canglan Imperial Dynasty or the Myriad Dao Alliance to deal with the Hundred Flowers Holy Land together."
"When the time comes, we'll likely all be sent out on missions."
Li Jianqiang's heart sank. The Hundred Flowers Holy Land possessed great emperor warships.
Although he had the title of Holy Son, his foundation was shallow, and his cultivation was weak.
Once caught in a collision between such overlord-level forces, the slightest mistake would mean being crushed to pieces!
"Then... can I refuse?" Li Jianqiang asked tentatively.
"Refuse?"
Melodious Sound looked at him as if looking at a fool. "What do you think a Holy Son is?"
"Since you've enjoyed the resources and status of the Holy Land, you naturally have to work for it!"
"Of course, you don't actually need to be too worried."
Seeing Li Jianqiang's face grow uglier, Melodious Sound continued, "Recently, the Holy Land received new information."
"It's said that both sides are now focusing their attention on another matter."
"Near the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, a large-scale secret realm is likely to appear soon."
"At that time, you and I might have a chance to enter. Perhaps you'll find a way to restore your prowess!"
"Truly?!"
Li Jianqiang's cloudy old eyes instantly lit up.
"Of course!"
Seeing Li Jianqiang take the bait, a smile curled on Melodious Sound's lips.
Although this old thing was useless, for some reason, after being ordinary for so many years, he had recently shown extremely powerful talent.
Perhaps by riding on his coattails, she could also get some benefits.
"That's wonderful!"
"Melodious Sound, if I can restore my prowess, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am!"
Li Jianqiang tightly grasped Melodious Sound's hands and spoke excitedly.
"You old devil, what are you saying~~ How annoying!"
Melodious Sound shyly pulled her hands away and then swayed her hips as she left the cave dwelling.
Watching her graceful and slender back, a sharp light flashed in Li Jianqiang's eyes.
"I must break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm during this time!"
"Mhm, first I'll go exchange for a few more cauldrons!"
...Ten days later.
In the Canglan Imperial City, on the Star-Gazing Platform.
"How is it, Zhao Kun? Can you determine the exact location of Great Emperor Bailian's tomb?"
The Canglan Emperor's voice carried a hint of subtle urgency as it echoed across the empty Star-Gazing Platform.
Mo Yuan of the Myriad Dao Alliance had already left. These past few days, the Emperor had kept Zhao Kun here divining, hoping to gain the upper hand.
Zhao Kun sat in the center of a complex star-gazing array. An ancient tortoise shell floated in the air before him, its surface covered in intersecting cracks and flowing starlight.
His face was pale. His hand shook, and his body slumped to the side.
The tortoise shell that had been floating in the air fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spilled from his lips.
"Your Majesty, the three star fragments do not align. The traces of Great Emperor Bailian's tomb are ethereal and impossible to find."
This was already the third time he had told the Canglan Emperor this. If the other party continued to be unreasonable, he wouldn't endure it any longer.
"..."
The Canglan Emperor's expression was grim, but he finally sighed. "Forget it. Beloved Minister Zhao Kun has done well to reach this point."
"I was a bit too impatient."
"You may leave. By the way, I have already told Qichi about the wedding date. Once we return from Great Emperor Bailian's tomb, I will personally preside over your wedding!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhao Kun was overjoyed and left the Star-Gazing Platform.
He headed toward Han Qichi's sleeping quarters, but at that moment—
Boom!!!
From the distant horizon, an earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted, like ten thousand thunders exploding at once!
Immediately after, a blinding light tore through the dark night sky, illuminating the entire Canglan Imperial City as if it were day!
"What's happening?!"
Zhao Kun was shocked and hurriedly increased his speed, but Han Qichi and the Canglan Emperor were even faster.
Several figures with terrifying strength had already soared into the sky.
"Damn it."
As a Minor Destiny Physique, unease rose in Zhao Kun's heart.
He wanted to find Han Qichi, but she was already standing by the Canglan Emperor's side.
"No! The Canglan Imperial Dynasty might be facing a catastrophe."
"I... I have to save Qichi. Qichi cannot be harmed!"
Zhao Kun made a quick decision, turned around, and vanished like a bolt of lightning... High in the sky, the Canglan Emperor and Han Qichi looked at what had appeared before them with solemn expressions.
Five dark-gold warships, as massive as mountains, tore through the clouds and hovered in the air.
A terrifying pressure, like a tsunami, instantly swept across the entire province.
In an instant, the Canglan Imperial City and several nearby guardian cities simultaneously flashed with brilliant light as their defensive arrays were activated.
They were used to resist the overwhelming divine power of these uninvited guests, but the condensed light screens were still swaying, as if they would collapse at any moment.
Countless ordinary cultivators were terrified, looking up in horror at the terrifying presence that obscured half the sky, their hearts trembling.
"Is... Is that the Hundred Flowers Holy Land's warships?"
"Although there are only five, why is the aura so terrifying? It's more than ten times stronger than the rumors!"
The one hundred and eight kings of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty gathered. Among them were six Emperors and eighteen late-stage Quasi-Emperors, plus the Canglan Emperor himself.
All the experts gathered together, yet they were all shocked by the scene before them, their faces filled with astonishment.
On the bridge, Luo Hanyan stood in mid-air, her water-blue palace dress fluttering in the wind, her beautiful face icy cold.
Looking down at the Emperor Realm experts below, she felt as if she were in control of everything.
"Canglan, those who follow shall live, and those who oppose shall die!"
"Submit now!!!"
//720//
Chapter 720: Defection (Two-in-One)
Luo Hanyan's cold voice echoed through the clouds, carrying an indisputable aura of slaughter.
Like ten-thousand-year-old ice crashing down, it instantly froze the hearts of the many experts of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty below.
After a brief, deathly silence, roars and boiling killing intent soared into the sky.
"Arrogant!"
"How audacious!!"
"A mere Holy Mistress of Hundred Flowers dares to speak such wild words in my Canglan domain."
"You are but a mere Quasi-Emperor cultivator; do not think you can do as you please just because you have external assistance!"
"The true might of a Great Emperor is beyond your imagination!"
The Canglan Emperor's face turned ashen, and dragon qi surged around him, rising like the phantom of a furious golden dragon.
He was the ruler of a nation, a Three Tribulation Great Emperor at the peak of his cultivation, wielding the dynasty's providence. He could even burst forth with combat power comparable to Four Tribulation. When had he ever been subjected to such blatant threats and humiliation?
"Luo Hanyan, your Hundred Flowers Holy Land has wild ambitions. Annexing the Four Directions Domain wasn't enough, and now you dare to bring your troops to my imperial city. Do you really think my Canglan Imperial Dynasty is made of clay?!"
The Canglan Emperor's voice was like thunder, containing supreme majesty.
"Ministers, heed my command! Form the 'Heavenly Astral Fiend Constellation Grand Array'! Seize this ignorant thief for me!!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!!"
The one hundred and eight Kings responded in unison, their voices shaking the firmament.
Although they were all shocked by the terrifying power of those five warships, this was a moment of life and death for the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, so they naturally would not hold anything back.
In an instant, six figures flew out from within the imperial city, firmly occupying six key positions in the surroundings, echoing the Canglan Imperial Dynasty from afar.
The remaining Quasi-Emperors and Great Emperor experts also quickly moved toward their positions in the array. Vast spiritual power soared into the sky, combining with the imperial city's ley lines and the national providence dragon qi to condense into that top-tier Emperor-grade array famous in the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain—the Heavenly Astral Fiend Constellation Grand Array!
This array used the one hundred and eight Kings of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty as its foundation, bestowing infinite power upon the Canglan Emperor. In an instant, his aura was boosted to a level comparable to a Four Tribulation expert!
Compared to a true Imperial Dynasty, these foundations appeared somewhat weak, but to the subjects on the ground, it was nothing short of a miracle.
This was their Canglan Imperial Dynasty, suppressing a domain, unparalleled in the world!!
Luo Hanyan's expression changed slightly. The great emperor warships had just been upgraded and were now entering actual combat for the first time; it was still unknown what kind of combat power they could exert.
Now that her first move was to fight a tough battle, her heart couldn't help but beat a few points faster.
But at that moment, a palm pressed down on her restless, delicate hand.
Luo Hanyan turned around in slight surprise and saw Gu Yun's smiling face: "Don't be in a hurry. We... shall watch a good show first."
"A good show?"
Luo Hanyan didn't understand, but when she turned back around, her expression also shifted slightly.
Vast spiritual power gathered, and the Canglan Emperor had already risen into the sky. He spread his arms as if to receive this sacred gift.
The spiritual power did not disappoint him, surging frantically toward the sky like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
The wild wind blew against the dragon robes on the Canglan Emperor's body, making them flap loudly. His face bore the majesty of one in control of everything.
"Come, offer your power to me."
"Today, I shall! Slay all, invading enemies!!"
He shouted loudly, his voice spreading throughout the imperial city.
However, in the next moment, his majestic expression suddenly froze, replaced by unbelievable shock and fury!
The vast spiritual power that had gathered seemed to hit an invisible barrier just as it was about to pour into his body. It suddenly took a turn, deviating from its intended path and frantically surging in another direction—as if it had found its true master.
That direction was toward Han Qichi, who was standing not far from his side and had remained silent all this time!!
"No—!! This is impossible!!!"
The Canglan Emperor let out a roar of mixed shock and anger, attempting to regain control of the spiritual power.
But it was all in vain.
The gazes the one hundred and eight Kings directed at him were no longer filled with the awe and loyalty of the past, but were instead full of indifference, mockery, and even... a hint of pity.
"Prince Jing! Prince An! Prince Su! You... you dare to betray me?!"
The Canglan Emperor's eyes nearly split from rage as he stared fixedly at those few leading 'Princes of the First Rank' who had defected.
Those who could achieve such a status in the Canglan Imperial Dynasty were truly his trusted confidants and pillars of the state.
What exactly could have caused them to betray him at the same time?
"Your Majesty, times have changed. Princess Qichi possesses great strategy and talent; she is the future hope of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty. You are old and can no longer see the grand trend."
"Your Majesty, we are sorry. To ensure the dynasty isn't completely destroyed and our family legacies aren't wiped out, please... abdicate and let someone more virtuous take over!"
"Old Emperor, see clearly. Don't destroy the million-year foundation of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty for your ridiculous ambition!!"
"A wise man submits to circumstances. Your Majesty, we have no other choice."
As words of accusation or lamentation rang out, the vast spiritual power poured even more turbulently into Han Qichi's body.
Han Qichi closed her eyes tightly. Chilling qi flourished around her, and an ice-blue light soared into the sky as her aura rose accordingly.
Soon, a faint Imperial Might was released from her delicate body.
Although there was still a certain gap compared to a true Emperor expert, she was barely able to stand as an equal against the Canglan Emperor.
She suddenly opened her eyes, ice-blue divine light flickering within them. The hidden black demonic flower mark on her forehead flashed slightly. It was precisely the power from Gu Yun that gave her the capital to accept this vast divine might.
"Father."
Han Qichi stepped through the air, reaching the same height as the Canglan Emperor. Her cool face was icy, and her voice carried no emotion: "Do you see? This is the will of the people, the trend of the times. You have already... been abandoned by everyone."
"Rebellious daughter!! I will kill you!!!"
By now, how could the Canglan Emperor not see through it?
This person whom he had always trusted the most, whom he thought was the most filial and pure little white flower, had actually betrayed him long ago.
In an instant, he lost all reason and fell into a state of complete madness!
Boom!!
Terrifying spiritual power transformed into a giant ice crystal dragon, sweeping toward Han Qichi.
"Protect the Princess!!"
The six Princes of the First Rank shouted in unison and moved together, jointly laying down a thick ice barrier to block the way in front of Han Qichi.
However, this strike from the furious Canglan Emperor was launched with pure hatred, and its power far exceeded the norm.
The ice barrier only held for an instant before it shattered with a bang!
Several princes groaned, blood leaking from the corners of their mouths as they were knocked back.
Even without the array's support, the Canglan Emperor still enjoyed the protection of the national providence within the borders of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, making the power he released extraordinary.
Yet, Han Qichi's expression didn't change much. What she needed to do was show her stance.
Her stance, and the stance of the entire Canglan Imperial Dynasty.
As for the rest, she didn't need to worry about it.
That person would make his move.
"The farce should end."
"Han Yan, fire!"
At that moment, the youth's clear voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, a point of starlight, brilliant to the extreme, suddenly lit up in the very center of those five behemoths hovering in the sky!
In an instant, a dark gold beam of light with a diameter of over a hundred meters shot out from the cannon muzzle.
Its speed was extreme. Almost as the voice fell, it had already crossed space and struck the ice crystal dragon the Canglan Emperor had unleashed with incomparable precision.
A deafening explosion rang out, and the firmament seemed to be completely covered by the dense spiritual power that had been blasted apart.
When the dust settled, everyone watched in shock.
A figure flew backward from the center. The protective dragon qi on the Canglan Emperor's body instantly shattered, and his chest was pierced by the beam. Golden Emperor blood gushed out like a fountain. Like a falling meteor, he crashed heavily into the ruins of the palace below.
High in the sky, Han Qichi stood proudly, her robes fluttering, with traces of glistening blood still flickering on the longsword in her hand.
At the same time the great emperor warship launched its attack, she had also moved. Her spiritual power surged, and she dealt the Canglan Emperor a fatal blow amidst the chaos.
Behind her, the figures of the various Canglan Kings appeared one after another.
A dense crowd of figures covered the firmament, looking down at the ruins on the ground with cold expressions.
They all had lingering fears. Thinking of those warships and the handsome youth standing with his hands behind his back on the bridge with an indifferent expression, only incomparable awe remained in their hearts.
The choice they made... was incredibly correct.
"Han Qichi!!"
"How dare you do this!!"
A youth wearing a python robe walked out, blocking the way in front of the Canglan Emperor, his gaze toward Han Qichi filled with hatred.
He was the Crown Prince of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty and the junior the Canglan Emperor valued most.
However, even though he was over five thousand years old, he was only at the third level of the Quasi-Emperor realm. Whether in cultivation or foundation, he was completely crushed by his younger sister.
"Who is making such a noise?"
Looking at this elder brother who had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth since childhood, Han Qichi's expression was indifferent, without a trace of warmth.
She raised her palm high, and a brilliant ice crystal chill instantly fell from top to bottom.
When Han Qichi, who possessed Great Emperor-level combat power, made a move, it was a complete dimensional suppression. In just an instant, that once-mighty Crown Prince was completely annihilated.
"Crown Prince!!!"
Some dynasty loyalists sighed in grief, their eyes looking at Han Qichi filled with resentment.
Han Qichi ignored this and slowly stepped down from the sky.
As if a goddess from the nine heavens was descending to the mortal world, the Canglan Emperor struggled to prop up his upper body in the ruins. The hideous wound on his chest was still gurgling blood, staining the rubble beneath him red.
He stared fixedly at Han Qichi, his eyes full of resentment, confusion, and deep regret.
"Why..." His voice was hoarse, filled with intense unwillingness. "Qichi... I didn't treat you poorly... why did you betray... why..."
"Didn't treat me poorly?"
A cold curve hooked Han Qichi's lips. "Father, what you call 'not poorly' was treating me like a piece of political bargaining chip that could be exchanged at will, a tool for you to win over talent, wasn't it?"
"This is the responsibility you should bear as a princess of the imperial family!"
"Responsibility?!!"
Han Qichi became even more furious: "No, why shouldn't these responsibilities be borne by you and this group of useless trash!"
"I am the one with the highest talent in the Canglan Imperial Dynasty!"
"These good-for-nothings you spent so much effort cultivating can't even compare to a fraction of me!"
"And the heir you painstakingly chose, the Crown Prince who grew up enjoying the most privileged treatment."
"Was nothing more than an ant I could crush at will."
"Father! You are old. You can't see your descendants clearly, and you can't see the situation clearly."
"Today, Qichi is here to ask Father to go to his death!!"
As her words fell, killing intent was revealed in Han Qichi's eyes. The cold light on the longsword in her hand flourished as she prepared to strike down!
"Rebellious daughter! You dare!!!"
Seeing that Han Qichi was truly going to kill him, the Canglan Emperor in the ruins' eyes nearly split, and he let out a desperate and mad roar.
He wanted to resist, but the piercing wound on his chest, combined with the residual power from the great emperor warship's shot, had severely damaged his Emperor body. His spiritual power circulation was sluggish, leaving him completely unable to withstand this certain-kill strike that condensed Han Qichi's full strength.
However, at that very instant—
"Enough."
An old yet supreme and majestic sigh, as if coming from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, echoed in the depths of everyone's soul.
Following that, a vast pressure several times more terrifying than the Canglan Emperor's peak state, like a sleeping primordial beast completely awakening, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty's ancestral land!
Rumble—!!!
The entire Canglan Imperial City shook violently, the ground trembling and the mountains swaying.
From the direction of the ancestral land, a massive dark golden pillar of light, emitting a dense dragon qi and a decaying aura, soared into the sky, piercing the clouds.
Within the pillar of light, a hunched, thin, yet terrifyingly powerful old figure slowly emerged.
He wore an old, tattered dark gold dragon robe. His hair was thin and white, and his face was covered with age spots and deep wrinkles, like dried orange peel. Only those half-open eyes occasionally flashed with a chilling, sharp light amidst their cloudiness.
He was the true stabilizing force of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, the Four Tribulation peak ancestor whose lifespan was nearly exhausted and who slept year-round in the depths of the ancestral land—the Old Ancestor Canglan!
"Ancestor!!!"
The Canglan Emperor's face lit up with joy. As if grasping a life-saving straw, he struggled to speak.
Pointing his finger at Han Qichi, his voice carried undisguised resentment: "Ancestor! This rebellious daughter colluded with external enemies, killed her father and brother, and intends to subvert the ten-thousand-year foundation of my Canglan Imperial Dynasty! I implore the Ancestor to take action, slay this creature, and purge the court!!"
However, the slowly emerging Old Ancestor Canglan did not look at Han Qichi first.
Looking at the dense crowd before him, his brow furrowed slightly, and finally, he looked at the five giant ships hovering in the sky.
Locking eyes with Gu Yun, this old senior, who had traversed the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain for countless years, frowned slightly.
"Just who are you, and why do you interfere in the internal affairs of my Myriad Spirits Dao Domain!"
Gu Yun glanced at him, his expression indifferent: "My destroying you, what does it have to do with you?"
The Old Ancestor Canglan's face also turned gloomy, and sharp light flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Junior, you aren't very old, but your tone is quite big. Do you really think that by relying on a few external objects, you can do whatever you want in my Canglan Imperial Dynasty?"
He slowly raised his withered, chicken-claw-like palm, and a dragon might even deeper than before slowly spread out.
"Although I don't have much lifespan left, before I die, taking a few of you with me is more than enough."
//721//
Chapter 721: Thunderous Methods (Two-in-One)
Old Ancestor Canglan's voice hadn't even faded before the decaying yet still majestic aura on his body pressed down, making countless cultivators feel difficulty breathing and their minds tremble.
A peak Four Tribulation Great Emperor, even if old and frail, possessed a majesty that was by no means comparable to the ordinary.
Clearly, this former king of Canglan had been enraged by these arrogant invaders.
He wanted to consume his remaining life force to fight for a final sliver of hope for the Canglan Imperial Dynasty.
Behind him, the Canglan Emperor's eyes were already brimming with tears.
This was the old ancestor of their Canglan Imperial Dynasty, willing to die for the future of the dynasty.
He was definitely not someone a traitor like Han Qichi could compare to; selling out her father for glory and still wanting to control the entire Canglan Imperial Dynasty?
Wishful thinking!!
His nearly crazed eyes looked toward the youth in the sky, but he was slightly stunned to see that on that incredibly young face, there was still not a hint of emotion.
He just watched it all indifferently, as if... he were watching the struggles of a group of ants.
Unease surged in his heart.
However, the battle was on the verge of breaking out!
"Die!!"
Old Ancestor Canglan's power surged throughout his body as his withered palm suddenly grabbed forward.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth rioted, and an icy blue dragon claw phantom covering half the sky suddenly took shape, carrying a terrifying majesty that could collapse the heavens and destroy the earth, clawing fiercely toward Gu Yun's position.
As the saying goes, to capture the bandits, first capture their leader. Han Qichi and the others were merely clowns; Old Ancestor Canglan clearly knew that as long as he took down Gu Yun, this battle would be declared over and come to a close.
This claw condensed his entire life's spirit. As his essence blood burned, its power infinitely approached the level of a Five Tribulation Great Emperor.
"Be careful."
Luo Hanyan's expression changed slightly as a pendant on her chest flickered with light.
"No rush!"
Gu Yun pulled her into his arms, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't forget, we are still within the protective range of the warship."
Before the youth's voice had even faded, Old Ancestor Canglan's attack had already fallen violently.
But at the moment the heaven-blotting icy blue dragon claw was about to touch the warship, it was blocked by a thin energy barrier.
This transparent light screen, like the most loyal guard, emerged silently, defending the warship against all attacks from all directions.
The dragon claw phantom fell fiercely, but like a clay ox entering the sea, it only stirred up ripples of energy before completely dissipating.
And the bridge behind that barrier didn't even shake in the slightest.
"This... how is this possible?!!"
Old Ancestor Canglan's eyes almost popped out, and his withered face was filled with unbelievable shock.
His near-suicidal strike, fueled by burning essence blood, couldn't even break the opponent's defensive barrier?!
Just what quality of flying vessel was this?
"Yo-young friend, this old man..."
Only now did he completely see what kind of chasm existed between the two sides.
An awkward expression appeared on Old Ancestor Canglan's face, and he was just about to speak.
But suddenly, alarm bells rang in his heart. He looked closely and discovered that beneath the youth's feet, the main cannons of those five warships were all erupting with blinding light at the same time.
Old Ancestor Canglan was pale with fright and hurriedly shouted, "Young friend, it's a misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding!"
"Qichi is the Saintess of my imperial family; her choice actually represents the will of my Canglan Imperial Family."
"This old man was just joking with you, wanting to test just how terrifying such a fearsome warship truly is. Now it seems it is indeed worthy of its reputation, hahaha..."
However... his begging for mercy didn't have the slightest effect; instead, it provided Gu Yun with preparation time to charge the cannons.
With the charging complete, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was stirred, forming five visible spiritual energy vortexes that gathered at the muzzles, releasing a terrifying aura of destruction that made one's whole body tremble.
Old Ancestor Canglan's face changed wildly; he felt a fatal threat from those cannon muzzles!
Although he was destined to die after burning his essence blood, there was a difference between types of death.
He wanted to dodge, he wanted to defend, but it was already too late for everything.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Consecutive explosions resounded in the clouds. Several dark-gold energy pillars, like five judgment spears thrown by a god, instantly tore through the void. With a whistle that could destroy everything, they pierced the sky and accurately struck Old Ancestor Canglan's hunched and withered body simultaneously!
"Old Ancestor!!!"
The Canglan Emperor's eyes nearly split from their sockets. No one could feel it more than him; that residual power was still circulating in his body, and he was still in faint pain.
The Old Ancestor was advanced in years, so how could he possibly withstand it... High in the sky, amidst the cannon fire, that hunched figure was still struggling to hold on.
Gu Yun watched this scene with interest, his gaze suddenly glancing into the distance.
"I can't keep playing with you."
Gu Yun gently pointed his finger, and in an instant, all the warships radiated even more brilliant light.
On the hulls, countless runes flashed instantly, illuminating this part of the world in a brilliant white!
Before setting out, Gu Yun had already made ample preparations and had fully charged the five great emperor warships.
The previous attack was just a small test; now... was the true fire coverage.
The firepower of the main cannons increased further, the energy pillars more than doubling in thickness. At the same time, the secondary cannon matrices on both sides of the hulls also poured out fire frantically.
Thousands of energy missiles shot out like a torrential storm, densely packed without leaving a single blind spot.
Old Ancestor Canglan, who was already struggling, was now in an even worse situation as his protective spiritual energy shield was instantly breached.
Earth-shaking explosions continued incessantly, and energy turbulence swept in all directions. Space was like fragile cloth, torn into countless pitch-black cracks.
The aftershocks of the explosions even reached the imperial city below. Han Qichi and her supporters used thunderous methods to instantly take control of the entire Canglan Imperial Capital.
Most of the 108 kings rebelled, and with Han Qichi, the Eldest Princess of the dynasty, leading them, their actions met with no decent resistance. Soon... the once-mighty Canglan Emperor completely became Han Qichi's prisoner.
In the sky, the light gradually faded, and everything had settled.
Old Ancestor Canglan's hunched and withered body fell from mid-air, his aura weakened to the extreme. His body was covered in holes blasted by the missiles, dripping with blood.
Boom!
The aged body crashed heavily onto the ground, leaving a huge crater, but not a single person dared to step forward to check.
Prince Jing, Prince An, and the other princes showed looks of pity in their eyes. Things had been urgent, and they hadn't had time to explain the situation to Old Ancestor Canglan.
If he had known the identity of the newcomer, he definitely would have made the right choice.
In the Canglan Imperial Dynasty, the only ones who truly needed to die were that cold-blooded Canglan Emperor and his useless, trashy princes.
In the sky, the two figures of Luo Hanyan and Gu Yun slowly descended.
Old Ancestor Canglan struggled to open his cloudy eyes, his face full of unwillingness and helplessness: "Wh-why."
"I-I already surrendered."
"Can't be helped, old man. You scared my Holy Lord."
Gu Yun's voice was calm, while Luo Hanyan, who was following behind him, had slightly red cheeks and secretly cursed him for being utterly shameless.
"Ju-just because of that?"
Old Ancestor Canglan looked up at the sky, having lost all hope in life.
"Give this old man a quick death. Being able to die at the hands of the Young Master might even be this old man's fortune."
"Pity this old man; I've traversed the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain for so many years, and by all accounts, I was invincible and unrivaled."
"I ran rampant without a single defeat. I didn't expect that in the end, I would fall into the hands of a young man like you."
"All of this... truly, it is time and fate!"
"The Golden Age has arrived, and the future belongs to you..."
"What are you babbling about?!"
Gu Yun slapped Old Ancestor Canglan's forehead, instantly planting a Demon Seed in him.
The Myriad Transformation Power nourished his body, suddenly giving him a breath of air and pulling him back from the gates of hell.
"? Not dead? I'm not dead?!!"
Old Ancestor Canglan's expression was crazed: "Hahaha, this old man isn't dead yet, hahaha."
He lay on the ground; his posture was as bizarre as could be.
Luo Hanyan stood behind Gu Yun and helplessly covered her face. All the filters she had for these so-called old seniors were completely shattered today.
"Old slave Han Shi greets the Young Master!!"
After laughing for a while, a medical miracle instantly occurred on Old Ancestor Canglan's body.
He was seen catapulting up from the ground and kneeling directly in front of Gu Yun, his movements agile and without a hint of hesitation.
"What, the invincible Old Ancestor Canglan also has a day when he submits to another?"
Gu Yun asked teasingly.
"Ahem."
Old Ancestor Canglan coughed lightly and replied, "Those are just empty titles. In front of the Young Master, they are naturally not worth mentioning."
"Didn't you say you've never met defeat?"
"Now that you've lost, don't you want to win back your honor?"
"Ahem, the Young Master might not know."
"In the past, this old man's main strength was running away quickly."
"When I was young, I was best at assessing the situation. Whenever I met someone whose strength exceeded mine, I would turn tail and run."
"In this way, naturally, no one could obtain a victory over this old slave."
"Later, I returned to a remote place like the Myriad Spirits Dao Domain, and of course, I was invincible and unrivaled."
"It's just a pity that I didn't meet a dragon among men like the Young Master when I was young."
"Otherwise, this old man would definitely have followed by the Young Master's side, taking your lead in everything. If you told me to go east, I would never go west..."
"Enough, cut the nonsense."
"Are you alright now? If you're fine, get up and walk a few steps!"
Gu Yun spoke with disgust. This old guy was so dramatic.
"Sure thing!"
Old Ancestor Canglan patted the dust off his clothes. Although his body was still full of holes, at least his old life was saved.
What a joke; if he had known this guy was so strong, he wouldn't have fought at all!
Now... he had really suffered a huge loss!
That god-damned Canglan Emperor was truly a waste who was more than a hindrance than a help.
At this moment, the Canglan Emperor, kneeling before Han Qichi awaiting judgment, suddenly felt a chill down his back.
He turned to look, only to see that the ancestor he once regarded as a savior hadn't died. Before he could even rejoice, he saw him following behind a youth like an old slave, bowing and scraping, his posture as pathetic as could be, with not a hint of an ancestor's dignity left.
"No! Old Ancestor, you, why..."
"Bah! You unfilial descendant, you almost got our entire Canglan Imperial Dynasty killed!!!"
Old Ancestor Canglan hiked up his pants, walked up, and kicked the Canglan Emperor over with one foot.
"If it weren't for the fact that the girl Qichi is intelligent and kind-hearted, our Canglan Imperial Dynasty would have been completely finished this time! You still dare to call me Old Ancestor? I don't have such a blind descendant like you!!"
"Chi Nu greets His Highness Gu Yun!"
Seeing Gu Yun approach, Han Qichi, dressed in a magnificent golden robe, also knelt on one knee before Gu Yun.
Her attitude was humble, without the slightest overstepping due to the change in her status.
By now, if the Canglan Emperor still didn't understand what had happened, he would have been a ruler in vain.
He raised his head to look at Han Qichi, tears and snot streaming down his face, full of pleading: "Qichi, my good daughter, your father was wrong."
"If you don't want to marry that Zhao Kun, then we won't! If you want the throne, your father will give it to you. I beg you, I beg you to spare your father's life..."
At this moment, he didn't have even a bit of a ruler's bearing; he only wanted to stay alive.
However, Han Qichi did not respond at all; she remained respectfully kneeling.
She knew very well that her words had no effect.
Everything... should be decided by Gu Yun.
"Qichi, he is your father after all. How do you think he should be handled?"
Gu Yun didn't overstep either; he let the woman resolve her own family matters.
Han Qichi was stunned, then looked at her tearful father, who was worlds apart from the domineering father in her memory who controlled life and death.
"Qichi, your father... your father was wrong."
The Canglan Emperor was still begging for mercy.
"First, hand over the Imperial Seal."
"Okay, okay, the Im-Imperial Seal is here..."
As if granted a great reprieve, the Canglan Emperor hurriedly took out the Imperial Seal of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty. After Han Qichi took it, she looked toward Gu Yun.
The latter didn't seem to notice, clearly uninterested. Han Qichi didn't hesitate either; she bit her finger and dripped blood to recognize it as its master.
In an instant, a majestic surge of providence transferred from the Canglan Emperor's body. Han Qichi closed her eyes, and her aura showed signs of a faint increase.
When she opened her eyes again, her temperament had undergone a world-shaking change, adding a bit of the majesty a ruler should have.
But the Canglan Emperor slumped down. Without the support of the national providence, his hidden ailments would accompany him for the rest of his life.
His cultivation had also fallen to the Quasi-Emperor level. That one strike from the great emperor warship had completely shattered his entire Dao foundation.
Life is like this: one wrong step leads to many more!
He had blocked Han Qichi's path completely, leaving no room.
Even if they were father and daughter, they would eventually turn against each other.
"Prince Jing, Prince An. Take him away. No one is allowed to approach without my order!"
"Yes!"
"In the imperial city, I will still need to trouble you both."
"What does Your Majesty mean? This is this old official's duty. How can I be worthy of the word 'trouble'?"
Prince Jing, Prince An, and the others bowed and accepted the order, their faces filled with excitement and respect.
Carrying the Canglan Emperor like a little chick, they quickly departed.
Han Qichi returned to Gu Yun's side, her majestic face showing a bit more deference.
"Master, please..."
Gu Yun pulled her into his arms, pulling the newly-crowned Empress into his embrace in front of all the subjects of the Canglan Imperial Dynasty.
"The throne belongs to you now. What you promised me before..."
Han Qichi's face turned slightly red: "Qichi naturally wouldn't dare to forget. Please follow me, Young Master..."
"Moving is fine, but for now... there should still be one more matter to handle."
Gu Yun suddenly smiled, his gaze looking into the distance.
Before the person arrived, their voice was heard first.
"Qichi, I've come to save you!!!"