The soldiers of the Great Yan Empire took pride in their duties; protecting the safety of Emperor Yan and the Empress was the greatest honor of their lives.
Emperor Yan was the most powerful figure in the Yan Empire. Even the revered elders of distant sects would bow respectfully upon meeting him within the empire’s borders.
Such honor was something other empires could never possess.
It was because Emperor Yan possessed absolute strength.
They believed that under Emperor Yan’s leadership, the Yan Empire would reach even greater heights. Though the empire was currently a vassal of the sects, they were convinced that one day, Emperor Yan would lead the Yan Empire out of this subjugation and restore its former glory.
“An assassin!…”
At that moment, a cry rang out from within the palace of their godlike emperor, causing their expressions to shift in alarm.
“An assassin! Protect Emperor Yan and the Empress!” The golden-armored soldiers reacted swiftly, rushing immediately toward the emperor’s quarters.
“Bang…”
For the safety of Emperor Yan, they had no time to think. Anyone daring to assassinate their godlike emperor would be captured and executed painfully.
At that moment, Lin Fan seized the opportunity, not even looking back as he fled.
As the armored soldiers kicked open the door, their expressions, previously tense, suddenly froze.
The sky was still clear, yet dark clouds loomed overhead.
“Agh… This… It burns my eyes.”
The golden-armored soldiers saw the Emperor and Empress engaged in an act so indecent that their hearts skipped a beat. It felt as though the godlike figures they had revered had suddenly fallen from their divine thrones.
Especially what was in Emperor Yan’s mouth—why were there glistening droplets falling from that strange, round object?
This… this…
The soldiers swallowed hard. One of them suddenly snapped out of his shock, and they all noticed something odd—the Emperor and Empress were completely motionless.
They knew that the Emperor and Empress were both extremely powerful cultivators; no assassin could escape their grasp. Perhaps they had simply misheard something.
And now, the Emperor and Empress remained still in this awkward position—could they possibly be practicing some profound martial technique?
“Quickly, close the door, return to your positions, and pretend you saw nothing,” the golden-armored guard whispered urgently. If Emperor Yan discovered they had witnessed this, they might not even understand how they had died.
Though it had nothing to do with them, Emperor Yan would certainly not allow anyone to see such a scene.
…
The golden-armored soldiers returned to their posts, but each exchanged glances, deeply shaken by what they had just seen.
The Emperor and Empress had actually been in such an indecent posture.
No, that couldn’t be right. It must have been some profound martial technique they were practicing.
The soldiers tried desperately to rationalize what they had seen, seeking excuses to preserve their image of the Emperor and Empress as divine beings. They could not accept that their godlike figures could behave in such a way.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan, using the “Mist Phantom Steps,” ran invisibly all the way back to his small hut. He immediately threw himself onto the bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and fell asleep.
Today’s actions had been extremely thrilling. As for the two storage rings he had taken, Lin Fan didn’t even check them yet—he needed to calm his pounding heart first.
Back in the Emperor’s quarters…
The two who had remained in that indecent posture for a full minute finally stirred.
“Mmm…” The Empress softly moaned, feeling something strange.
When she saw what had happened, she was so startled that she let go, and the large sword in her hand clattered to the ground.
“Emperor Yan…” The Empress didn’t understand what had happened. Suddenly, she felt a wave of unbearable pain surge through her.
Her once rosy complexion instantly turned pale.
“This…” Seeing her chest, the Empress was thrown into panic and spat out a mouthful of blood.
At that moment, Emperor Yan also regained consciousness. When he realized he was completely naked and lying on the floor, his face turned an icy shade of green. As he tried to speak, he felt a sharp swelling and pain in his groin, followed by a wave of unbearable agony piercing his very soul.
He yanked the strange object from his mouth, pushed himself up from the floor, his forehead veins bulging, enduring the inexplicable pain with sheer willpower.
What had happened? What had gone wrong?
Could it be that a powerful expert had come?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible. He was at the seventh Heaven Stage—heavenly monarch rank. Even a Heaven Sovereign expert wouldn’t be able to catch him off guard.
So who could it have been?
“Ahh…” Just then, the Empress cried out in pain.
“Empress…” Emperor Yan saw her disheveled clothes, especially her exposed chest, and was stunned.
What on earth had happened?
The golden-armored soldiers outside heard the Empress’s cry, exchanged glances, and nodded before rushing toward the room.
“Do not enter. Return to your posts,” Emperor Yan commanded. He didn’t yet know the soldiers had already entered earlier, but under the current circumstances, he could not allow anyone else to discover this.
“Yes, sir.” The soldiers nodded and returned to their positions.
“Empress, endure it,” Emperor Yan said shakily. He had already tried circulating his energy to suppress the pain, but it had been useless.
He had never imagined that this pain could bypass his energy defenses, forcing him to rely solely on his willpower to endure.
Minute by minute, for Emperor Yan and the Empress, it felt like an eternity. The waves of pain surged through their bodies like tides.
What kind of martial technique could cause such an effect? And what kind of expert could have broken through his Dragon Emperor Body?
“Emperor Yan, my Feng Ring is gone,” the Empress suddenly realized in panic after enduring the pain. The Feng Ring was one of the nation’s treasures, paired with the Dragon Ring.
“What?” Emperor Yan was shocked. If the Feng Ring was missing, then all the treasures stored within it were gone too.
“My Dragon Ring!” At that moment, Emperor Yan noticed that his Dragon Ring was also missing, and his expression darkened.
“Who dares steal my Dragon Ring!” At that moment, Emperor Yan’s heart was bleeding. The Dragon Ring itself was not the issue—it was the collection inside it.
Those were treasures he had painstakingly gathered over many years. How could they simply vanish?
Furious, Emperor Yan rose to use his divine abilities to search for clues, but as he stood, a fresh wave of unbearable pain shot from his swollen groin.
The pain was so intense that even a mighty expert like Emperor Yan felt like death would be preferable.
“Empress, we must return to the empire. I will use my ultimate power to find the one responsible for this,” Emperor Yan said, trembling. With a wave of his hand, he tore open space and pulled the Empress into it.
“Return to the capital!”
At the moment Emperor Yan vanished, the entire Tianfu Academy trembled with the echo of his command.
The headmaster of Tianfu Academy had been excitedly preparing for the Emperor’s visit, but upon hearing the sudden order, he froze in place.
Why had Emperor Yan returned so suddenly? Was there something wrong with Tianfu Academy?
Inside his small hut, Lin Fan threw off the blanket and exhaled deeply.
It seemed Emperor Yan had failed to find him.
So now he could continue living his peaceful little life. However, from now on, he would need to be extra cautious.
A seventh Heaven Stage expert was not someone to be taken lightly. Who knew what methods he might employ? It was best to be careful.
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