“Sister, your wisdom is boundless. Your younger sister will forever follow your lead! Besides, I’m not even the Left Chancellor’s real daughter. We were merely using each other, so there’s no need to avenge him! I just wonder…” Yu Fei smiled charmingly and turned her head toward Papi San.
“Sure, no problem! Such great terms—anyone who doesn’t agree must be an idiot!”
Qiao San was no hero. Without any threat from his opponent, he immediately raised his hands in surrender, adding with a rogue grin at the end, “Your Majesty Yu Fei, they say ‘no fight, no friendship.’ From now on, we’re on the same side. Let’s forget the past and reconcile with a laugh! Hehe…”
“Unity brings mutual benefit, division brings mutual loss! Brother Da Gan, let’s seal our pact with a handshake!”
“Sister, your wisdom knows no bounds, and I shall always follow your arrangements! Besides, I am not the true daughter of the Left Minister; it’s merely a relationship of mutual benefit, so there’s no need for me to seek revenge for him! The only thing is…” Jade Consort smiled charmingly, turning her gaze towards the rogue San.
“Alright, no problem! Such a great offer—only a fool would refuse!”
Qiao San was no hero; without any coercion from his opponent, he immediately raised his hands in surrender, ending with a cheeky laugh, “Consort Jade, it seems we’ve become acquainted through conflict. From now on, we’re on the same side. Let’s just laugh off past grievances, shall we? Heh, heh…”
“United, we benefit; divided, we suffer! Brother Bold, let’s seal our alliance with a handshake!” With a decisive tone, Jade Fan brought an end to the turmoil.
“Slap!” Whether sincere or not, the demoness and the rogue clapped hands, forming an alliance driven by mutual interests.
The Grand Preceptor left the palace, Jade Consort remained in her chambers, and Rogue San personally escorted the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons.
“Your Highness, may I ask you a question?”
“Heh, heh… Go ahead, Brother Bold. Isn’t that why you’re seeing me off?” Alone with Qiao San, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons shed some of her demonic authority, revealing a more charming demeanor.
The slender beauty stood only up to the rogue’s shoulder, her jade fan adding to her allure as she smiled lightly, resembling a delicate bird. Before the man’s gaze could heat up, she added joyfully, “Brother Bold, please call me Jade Fan. We’re friends now; no need for formalities!”
Qiao San’s heart raced, feeling truly flattered. After all, the woman before him, both in power and status, was beyond reach. Yet, she treated him with such courtesy.
Hmm… Could it be that I, Qiao San, am truly the most handsome man in the world? Heh, heh…
After a moment of self-indulgence, Qiao San’s playful eyes turned serious. Though facing a demon far more powerful than himself, his gaze locked onto Jade Fan with intensity.
“With your abilities, obtaining the Sacred Flame Elixir would be as easy as turning your hand. Why form an alliance with me?”
Jade Fan smiled gracefully, her ethereal figure spinning half a circle on the cloud beneath her feet, performing a mesmerizing dance before she replied, “Brother Bold is right. Jade Fan has no interest in the Sacred Flame Elixir. In fact, I have one with me right now. If you ask, I’ll give it to you anytime!”
Pausing briefly, the demoness danced again, her robes fluttering, creating a misty fairyland that made her beauty surpass even the celestial maidens.
Under Qiao San’s lingering gaze, Jade Fan floated back to his side, her fragrance carried by the breeze, embedding her words deep into his heart.
“Jade Fan cares not for the elixir, but for the Eastern Victory Divine Land. Brother Bold, you may not know, but the Heavenly Realm has been relentlessly oppressing our demon realm, already seizing the Southern Continent. By supporting Jade Consort and seeking your help, I’m merely returning their own tactics against them.”
The petite, exquisite figure slowly drifted into the void, her moon-white gown trailing a perfect arc as she danced, casually revealing shocking secrets that struck Qiao San like a tidal wave.
“When chaos first divided, the pure qi of heaven formed the Heavenly Realm, while the turbid qi of earth became the Demon Realm. The balance of pure and turbid qi is the natural order. Yet, the Heavenly Realm ruthlessly expels the natural turbid qi, pushing billions of our demonic beings to the brink. Brother Bold, do you think Jade Fan should retaliate?”
“This…” Qiao San was bewildered by the melodious demonic voice.
As a mortal, he should oppose the demonic race, representing evil. Yet, his recent experiences left him without words of opposition.
In the hazy, ethereal world, Jade Fan successfully made Qiao San overlook certain facts. The demoness smiled secretly, her enchanting beauty shining even brighter.
The Demon Realm’s most beautiful woman had long disappeared, yet Qiao San’s gaze remained fixed on the horizon, his mind still in turmoil.
Under the same sky, at the same time, in different locations, two sedan chairs secretly entered the Northern Palace family’s estate.
With the hall doors closed and the Ten Guards of Mortal Affairs dispersed, the Northern Palace household fell into complete silence.
“Northern Palace Ping pays his respects to Her Majesty the Empress!” As the host, Marquis Northern Palace lifted his robe, preparing to kneel.
“Here, we’re all family. No need for such formalities, Marquis!”
A pair of slender, delicate hands gently stopped him, and the purple cloak slid down, revealing a mature, radiant presence that lit up the room.
Hmm? Her Majesty again! It seems the royal women are truly extraordinary!
Her oval peach-blossom cheeks slightly tightened as the Empress took a breath, calming herself after a few steps. Her dignified eyes swept the room, a hint of melancholy flashing briefly.
Though not kneeling, Northern Palace Ping instinctively leaned forward slightly, saying, “Your Majesty, Zheng has gone to fetch our sect’s elders and will return to the capital soon.”
After a few casual exchanges, Northern Palace Ping’s face lit up with joy. “Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I’ve invited you here because an immortal has descended to aid us. With her help, we can surely cleanse the court of demons soon!”
“Oh, please, bring her in!” The burly Right Prime Minister broke the silence, his gaze immediately shifting to the closed hall doors.
Though not as eager as the Prime Minister, the Empress’s eyes also stirred with admiration for the immortal, a reverence deeply ingrained in mortals.
“Greetings from the Mystic Maiden of Purple Mansion Mountain!”
A serene aura wafted through the door, and without a sound, the latch lifted as if alive, the doors opening smoothly to reveal the barefoot, black-robed figure of the “Serene” immortal!
The Mystic Maiden’s feet floated inches above the ground, her pristine figure appearing in the first instant. Whether it was Northern Palace Ping with his magical abilities, the seasoned Right Prime Minister, or the Empress with her royal aura, all felt their hearts settle, mysteriously entering a state of clarity, free from joy, anger, desire, or impurity!
The Mystic Maiden’s disciple nodded slightly before gracefully taking her seat. “The Mystic Maiden has invited Marquis Northern Palace to bring you both here, hoping to rely on the Prime Minister and Her Majesty’s influence to help the Eastern Victory Divine Land overcome a calamity!”
Without any preamble, the Mystic Maiden got straight to the point, her serene aura ensuring the atmosphere remained undisturbed.
“Immortal, please speak. For the sake of the people, I will spare no effort!” The tall, burly Right Prime Minister, with his straightforward nature, though a civil official, possessed the boldness of a warrior.
“It is an honor to serve the immortals!” The Empress also nodded seriously, her experiences in the inner palace prompting her to ponder the nature of the impending calamity.
“The Mystic Maiden thanks you all for your kindness!”
The Mystic Maiden bowed slightly before explaining in her serene tone, “The Princess of Ten Thousand Demons has arrived in the mortal realm. She will cause the turbid qi of the Eastern Victory Divine Land to rise, turning it into a living hell! The demons’ havoc in the Golden Hall was just the beginning.”
The National Preceptor left the palace, Yu Fei remained in her quarters, and Papi San personally escorted Princess Manyao.
“Your Highness, may I ask you a question?”
“Hehe… Ask away! Isn’t that why you’re seeing me off, Brother Da Gan?!” Alone with Qiao San, Princess Manyao’s demonic authority diminished somewhat, replaced by a more flirtatious charm.
The slender beauty barely reached Papi San’s shoulders. Her graceful smile made her seem like a delicate bird leaning affectionately on his shoulder. Before the man’s gaze could heat up, she cheerfully added, “Brother Da Gan, just call me Yushan. We’re friends now, no need for formalities!”
Qiao San’s heart raced, flattered by the unexpected familiarity. After all, this woman surpassed him greatly in both power and status. He never expected such warm treatment.
Hmm… Could it be that I, Qiao San, am truly the most handsome man under heaven? Hehe…
After a moment of self-admiration, Qiao San’s playful gaze turned serious. Facing a demoness far superior to himself, he still locked his eyes onto Yushan, his gaze sharp and piercing.
“It would be easy for you to seize the Spirit Fire Elixir. Why then form an alliance with me?”
Yushan smiled gently, her graceful figure spinning half a circle atop a cloud, performing a mesmerizing dance before finally answering directly, “Brother Da Gan, you’re right. Yushan has no desire for the Spirit Fire Elixir. To be honest, I already have one on me. If you ask, I’ll gladly give it to you anytime!”
Her voice paused briefly as the demoness danced again atop her floating cloud, her flowing robes creating a misty paradise. Her beauty surpassed even celestial maidens in the heavens.
Under Qiao San’s puzzled gaze, Yushan drifted back to his side. A gentle breeze carried her fragrance into his heart, etching her words into his soul.
“I don’t care about the elixir, but I do care about Dongsheng Shenzhou! Brother Da Gan, you may not know that the Heavens have been relentlessly oppressing our earthly realm, seizing the Southern Zhanbu Continent from us. Supporting Yu Fei and seeking your help is merely using their methods against them!”
The petite, exquisite beauty slowly floated into the air. Her white gown trailed behind her, creating a perfect arc. As she danced gracefully, she casually revealed shocking secrets, sending waves of shock through the man’s heart.
“When chaos first divided, the pure air of heaven formed the celestial realm, while the turbid air of earth created the earthly realm. These two energies coexisted equally, a fundamental principle of heaven and earth. But the celestial realm cruelly expelled the natural turbidity, trying to force us in the earthly realm into extinction. Brother Da Gan, tell me, should Yushan not fight back?”
“This…” Qiao San was confused by her enchanting voice!
As a mortal, he should oppose the demonic race representing evil, but recent experiences left Papi San unable to find words to object.
In the hazy, ethereal world, Yushan successfully distracted Qiao San from certain facts. The successful upper demoness secretly smiled, her beauty radiating even more charm.
The first beauty of the earthly realm had long vanished, but Qiao San’s dazed gaze remained fixed on the sky, his mind still in turmoil.
Under the same sky, at the same time, in different places, two sedan chairs secretly entered the Beigong Clan one after another.
As the hall door closed, the ten guards of Chen Yuan scattered outside, leaving the Beigong Clan utterly silent.
“Beigong Ping greets Her Majesty the Empress!” The host, Marquis Beigong, slightly lifted his robe corner with one hand, intending to kneel and bow.
“Here we are all family, Marquis. There’s no need for such formalities!”
A pair of slender, soft jade hands gently lifted upward, her purple cloak slipping off. Her mature, alluring eyes brightened the room.
Hmm? Another “Her Majesty”! Indeed, the women of royalty are never ordinary!
Her oval peach-shaped cheeks slightly tightened. After a brief breath, the current Empress calmed her slight panting from walking a few steps. Her elegant phoenix eyes glanced around, a subtle shadow of sadness flashing in her gentle, dignified gaze.
Everyone here was family. Although Beigong Ping didn’t kneel, he still habitually bowed his torso forward slightly, saying, “Your Majesty, Zheng’er has gone to greet his senior martial elders. He’ll return to the capital soon!”
After a few casual chats, Beigong Ping’s face showed joy as he said, “This time, I invited Your Majesty and the Chancellor here because a celestial immortal has descended. With her help, we can surely eliminate the demons in the court soon!”
“Oh, please bring her quickly!” The tall Right Chancellor broke the silence, his eyes immediately turning toward the tightly closed hall door.
Although the Empress’s phoenix eyes weren’t as eager as the Right Chancellor’s, they still flickered with ripples. Reverence for immortals had long been etched into mortals’ bones.
“Greetings from Xuan Nu of Zifu Mountain!”
A “quiet” aura blew past the doorframe. Silently and effortlessly, the door latch sprang up as if alive, and the grand door opened slowly, revealing the serene figure of “Stillness” in bare feet and black robes!
Xuan Nu’s delicate feet alternated in midair a few inches above the ground, her immaculate figure appearing in an instant. Whether it was Beigong Ping, who possessed spiritual powers, the Right Chancellor, experienced in court politics, or the Empress herself, bearing royal aura, all felt their hearts instantly calm, mysteriously entering a clear, tranquil state free of joy or anger, desire or impurity!
The disciple of Suxian gently nodded and gracefully took her seat. “Xuan Nu invited Marquis Beigong to bring you two here because I wish to rely on the Chancellor’s and Empress’s influence to help Dongsheng Shenzhou through this calamity!”
Xuan Nu got straight to the point without any pretense. The “quiet” aura made the space feel perfectly natural, without the slightest sense of abruptness.
“Please speak, Immortal. As long as it’s for the common people, this old man will give it my all!” The tall, robust Right Chancellor, though a civil official, had the blood of a warrior in his bones.
“It’s my honor to serve an immortal being!” The Empress nodded earnestly as well. The trials of palace life had made her start pondering what kind of disaster they were facing.
“Xuan Nu thanks you three for your kindness!”
Xuan Nu bowed slightly before explaining in her “quiet” tone, “The Princess of the Ten Thousand Demons from the earthly realm has already arrived in the human world. She will cause turbid energy to rise in Dongsheng Shenzhou, transforming the Dongsheng land into a living hell! The demons’ disturbance in the Golden Hall is merely a prelude.”
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