The Demonic Empress will always be the Demonic Empress; she never considers the feelings of others.

Lin Qingyu and Huang Xinning are, after all, living, breathing people, and now she's giving them to her as gifts.

Even if Yue Qingling was a lecher, she could still sense her dominance and threat.

He came here to ask for respect!

Leng Feiran stopped, bit her red lips, and whispered, "Don't you like the two of them? Then I'll call Zhu Yu over."

"Leng Feiran!"

Yue Qingling's anger, which she had suppressed for so long, finally erupted.

He disregarded the beautiful woman in the painting and said to Leng Feiran, "I'm not here to enjoy beauty, so you don't need to pretend to flatter me."

I'm here... I'm here to have a formal negotiation with you!

Let's have a frank and open discussion.

Leng Feiran stared at him blankly. Then, her feigned welcome gradually faded, and her expression turned cold. She looked at Yue Qingling indifferently and said, "You're really a boring person. Fine, then I won't beat around the bush with you."

She went to the bedside, irritably took off the ornaments from her head and threw them on the mat, then sat down casually and pointed to the stool in front of her.

Yue Qingling then sat down with the painting of the beauty in her hands.

At this moment, the two women in the painting also heard Yue Qingling's voice.

Upon hearing Yue Qingling's voice, Huang Xinning couldn't help but cry within the painting.

Even though she knew Yue Qingling was not dead, she was still extremely excited to see her in person.

It's good that you're not dead; it's a blessing that you're not dead.

But Lin Qingyu comforted her, "Aunt Huang, hold on, we can't hold Qingling back. This time, he absolutely cannot be controlled!"

At the very least, we can't be controlled because of this!

Upon hearing this, Huang Xinning pinched her thigh hard with her small hand, and the pain calmed her down.

She then said to Yue Qingling outside, "Qingling, don't worry about us! If you can run, then run!"

"You two shut up, your husband is going to confront me."

Leng Feiran said in an annoyed tone.

Yue Qingling patted the portrait of the beauty and said softly, "Ning'er, don't be impatient, just wait patiently."

The two people in the painting are both silent.

They chose to believe Yue Qingling.

Things always have to come to an end, don't they?

Leng Feiran then exchanged glances with Yue Qingling.

Yue Qingling's gaze was open and honest, without the slightest hint of evasion or fear.

You know, just two years ago at this time, he was kneeling here, smiling obsequiously.

After a long while.

Leng Feiran then said softly, "You look much better than you did a year ago. Is it because of Empress Huarui?"

Yue Qingling nodded.

Leng Feiran lazily found a boutonniere to lean against and said languidly, "Now I can sense your primordial spirit, but this is not Chan Nu's primordial spirit, so I can't completely control you anymore, right?"

Yue Qingling nodded again.

He did not cultivate the Chan Nu Immortal Technique, so naturally he did not have the Chan Nu Primordial Spirit.

Although his body is still under Leng Feiran's control, she can no longer enter his mind and do whatever she wants.

Leng Feiran sighed helplessly and smiled, "Then tell me, how did you escape Chan Nu's control?"

Yue Qingling smiled and said, "I won't tell you anything. Don't even think about breaking my technique."

The only thing I can tell you is that even if I were sitting right in front of you now, if I wanted to leave, you couldn't stop me!

He had made thorough preparations for this trip.

Faced with the cunning and shrewd Leng Feiran, he had to keep his mouth shut!

Leng Feiran sat up straight in anger. Looking at the confident Yue Qingling, she finally suppressed her rage and muttered, "So, are you at the Heavenly Cultivation Void Sealing Realm now?"

Yue Qingling said confidently, "Yes, the Heavenly Cultivation Void Sealing Realm."

The Immortal of Yunlin Mountain.

Prime Minister of the Star Kingdom of Nanzhou.

Di Zhengchen, a student of the King of Human Realm!

These are all me!

"You really are..."

Leng Feiran was inexplicably angry. She felt that the young man in front of her had completely changed. He was no longer the basement disciple she could manipulate at will.

A sense of loss left her feeling lost and disoriented.

She stood up, paced around the room a few times, and then looked fiercely at Yue Qingling, saying, "My cultivation is higher than yours, so what if I forcibly cripple you?"

She also wants to prove her strength.

Yue Qingling laughed without fear, "We're only one level apart, you can't cripple me."

Leng Feiran, put away your arrogance.

I can't beat you, but I won't lose either!

He didn't even mention the power of the Southern Continent; he wanted to confront Leng Feiran squarely!

"You're driving me crazy! You're driving me crazy!"

Leng Feiran was so angry that she came over and punched and kicked him.

Yue Qingling didn't tolerate her and reached out to grab Leng Feiran's fair wrist.

Leng Feiran kicked out with one leg, and Yue Qingling grabbed her calf.

"release!"

Leng Feiran was simply venting her anger, so she didn't use her spiritual energy.

The more Yue Qingling hugged her, the angrier she became.

Yue Qingling sighed and said, "Leng Feiran, can't we talk this out properly? Do you have to always be the one to dominate me?"

"Yes, I have to be one step ahead of you!"

You're nothing but a rebellious disciple!

Leng Feiran said angrily.

“Leng Feiran, when I became your disciple, you were unwilling to teach me normal cultivation methods, and you even took advantage of my youth to seduce me. How can you say that I am a disobedient disciple?”

When Yue Qingling brought up distant memories, his tone became very assertive.

"Bullshit! You were staring at my legs like a thief! You were the one who seduced me!"

Leng Feiran blushed; she was both ashamed and angry that Yue Qingling had exposed her secrets.

Yue Qingling shook her head firmly: "I admit, I might have liked you back then, but how old was I? How could I understand these things?"

But even if, as you say, I seduced you.

Then why don't you teach me the techniques properly?

"I am, after all, a disciple of the Demonic Sect, your apprentice."

Leng Feiran was speechless after being provoked by him. She said angrily, "Yes, I set a trap for you back then, so that you would not be able to cultivate anything and would never be able to leave me."

Hmph, who knew you, you wicked devil, would actually cultivate the Chan Nu Immortal Technique on your own initiative? You are truly despicable.

"It's okay, if you see the error of your ways and cooperate with me, I'll cherish you. Come on, Qingling, I'll help you find women, okay? Lots and lots of women!"

"You're insane, I'm speechless."

Yue Qingling pushed her back, and he put away the portrait of the beauty, got up and left.

The other party has already gone mad, so why should he waste his breath talking here?

Taking Lin Qingyu and Huang Xinning away this time was a great success!

But when he arrived at the door, he was not stopped.

Yue Qingling couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

Then I saw Leng Feiran squatting on the ground, hugging her knees and sobbing.

Her red dress hung to the ground, her white hair fell over her shoulders, and she was curled up in a ball.

She cried with tears streaming down her face, heartbroken beyond measure.