"So what? Aren't you still my defeated opponent?"
Leng Ye habitually narrowed his eyes, his face as indifferent as ever.
Although Bai Di was Xuan Fengqian's biological father, for some reason, he always wanted to compete with Bai Di and refused to call him "father-in-law".
Come to think of it, before this, he had never taken the White Emperor seriously.
However, from now on, Bai Di will become someone of his father's generation, which greatly displeases Leng Ye, who has always been competitive and combative.
Standing quietly behind Leng Ye, Jingzhe noticed Leng Ye's firm attitude and grabbed his arm, lowering her voice to say, "Demon Lord, please calm down. The White Emperor doesn't want to compete with you in martial arts; he means that he agrees to your marriage with Princess Xiantian."
"Can't I decide my own marriage? Why do I need his consent?"
Jingzhe was speechless, and mumbled in a low voice, "You don't need it, but Princess Xiantian does."
"Could you please say less?"
Leng Ye snorted coldly, thinking it over and over, but still couldn't bring himself to put aside his pride and call Bai Di "father-in-law".
Bai Di was furious at Leng Ye's arrogant demeanor.
The next moment, he suddenly moved closer to Xuan Fengqian's bedside and said indignantly, "My dear, you must be careful when choosing a husband. Don't even consider those who are arrogant and don't respect your family. Otherwise, you'll be looked down upon and suffer a great loss."
"Father-in-law, A-Qian is well taken care of by me. Please go to the backyard and find the fallen demon hiding in the dry well."
After much deliberation, Leng Ye finally suppressed his discomfort and respectfully bowed to the White Emperor.
Seeing this, the White Emperor was secretly pleased.
For so many years, he has been overshadowed by a junior, which is really frustrating.
Unexpectedly, today, his precious daughter stood up for her.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."
Bai Di was overjoyed and pretended to pick his ear, hoping that Leng Ye would call him louder.
Leng Ye was extremely frustrated. He suppressed the urge to beat Bai Di up and turned his head away unhappily, no longer wanting to talk to Bai Di.
"You brat, you have no respect for elders, you can't be spoken to in a single word."
"Father, please don't make things difficult for him."
Xuanfeng knew how arrogant Leng Ye was, and seeing him being harassed by Bai Di, he quickly took over the conversation to help him out of the predicament.
Seeing his daughter so protective of Leng Ye, Bai Di instantly became extremely jealous. With red eyes, he angrily led the immortals out of the inner chamber.
The immortals looked at each other, mistakenly believing that the White Emperor was simply angered by Xuan Fengqian's "betrayal of his own people" and had turned red in the face.
Only Yuan Heng knew that the White Emperor was simply reluctant to part with Xuan Fengqian.
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Qingfeng Hall, front courtyard
Lao Jun stared intently at the dry well under the paulownia tree and said cautiously, "The evil aura of this well has not yet dissipated, and the fallen demon must be hiding inside."
"If he is among them, why is it that we have been unable to find any trace of him?"
Over the past few hours, Xuan Xingchen had searched every nook and cranny of the dry well, but still found nothing.
"It seems that the fallen demon has reached a high level of mastery. He can transform into other objects and hide in the void, making him truly difficult to find," Laozi said, stroking his white beard with a worried expression.
"Since we can't find any trace of him, let's stop looking. Wouldn't it be better to just seal him at the bottom of the well, leaving him nowhere to hide?"
As the White Emperor spoke, with a flick of his wide sleeves, he suddenly summoned the Chaos Bell, which had not appeared in the world for many years, and placed it precisely on the well opening.
In an instant, the bell tolled loudly, the world lost its color, and the universe trembled, revealing the power of the Chaos Treasure.
All the immortals looked at the Chaos Bell, which was surrounded by twinkling stars, and were utterly astonished.
"Unexpectedly, the Heaven-Opening Sacred Artifact is in the hands of the Emperor!"
"With such primordial might that shakes the universe, the Immortal Realm is destined to stand majestically forever."
"I've heard that once the Chaos Bell appears in the world, the Six Realms will surely be thrown into chaos?"
...
Lao Jun glanced calmly at the various immortals who held differing opinions, then slowly turned his head and asked the White Emperor in a deep voice, "Is the situation really this serious? With the appearance of the Chaos Bell, the primordial fortune has changed drastically, evil spirits are stirring, and the Six Realms are bound to become even more turbulent."
The White Emperor stared blankly at the Chaos Bell pressing down on the dry well, and whispered, "My time is running out. If I cannot subdue the Fallen Demon in one fell swoop, there will be endless troubles in the future."
Upon hearing this, Laozi only sighed deeply and said nothing more.
He had long known that the White Emperor was determined to shield Xuan Fengqian from calamity, but watching helplessly as this powerful figure was about to perish, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian, hearing the commotion coming from the front yard, pointed with particular curiosity at the five-colored light on the lattice paper and asked, "What kind of treasure did Father offer up?"
Leng Ye explained in a deep voice, "The Chaos Bell is a sacred artifact that can determine the fate of the primordial world. It is said that the Chaos Bell has never appeared again after the destruction of the God Realm. Many people suspect that the power of the gods was stored in the Chaos Bell."
"The power of the gods?"
Xuanfeng's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his hands unconsciously rested lightly on his dantian.
She always felt that the mysterious power that helped him severely injure Fuchen this time was somewhat related to the power of the gods.
After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly grabbed Leng Ye's hand, placed it on her dantian, and solemnly said, "Do you think the power of the gods might be hidden within my body?"
"Let me take a look."
Leng Ye said this, but his hand was moving downwards inappropriately.
After a long while, he said in a serious tone, "I think you are right."
Xuan Fengqian was utterly speechless and said irritably, "Where are you putting your hand! How can you detect the presence of the power of the gods from there?"
"A body that can make me so obsessed and infatuated must be extremely powerful. Not to mention the power of the gods, if you said that you have the primordial power within you that could overturn the six realms, I would be willing to believe you."
In fact, the moment Leng Ye saw the Chaos Bell, he was already certain that the mysterious power within Xuan Fengqian's body was the power of the gods.
However, he didn't intend to tell her.
Throughout history, all those who possess extraordinary power have chosen to sacrifice their own bodies in exchange for peace and tranquility in the six realms.
Like the White Emperor, even if the heavens and earth were to collapse, he would not stand idly by and watch Xuanfeng Qiansheng sacrifice the six realms.
Seeing Leng Ye's preoccupied expression, Xuan Feng gently shook his arm and lowered his voice, saying, "Right now, all the immortals' attention is focused on the Chaos Bell. Quickly send someone to investigate and see who has been in contact with Lord Lanling recently."
"Are you suspecting that, besides Wanxia, the Fallen Demon has accomplices?"
Xuan Fengqian nodded heavily. "I just don't understand why the one who died was Lanling Xingjun?"
Before this, Qi Yuan had told her that Lanling Xingjun and she had gone on a blind date.
However, she didn't think Fuchen would remember this.
Furthermore, Fu Chen's body was filled with too much evil energy, making it impossible for him to move around the Immortal Realm as he had before.
Therefore, the probability of him killing someone with his own hands is extremely low.
As for Wanxia, she and Lanling Xingjun seemed to have no connection whatsoever.
More importantly, her immortal rank was low, and under normal circumstances, she would never be able to kill Lanling Xingjun.
In other words, if Wanxia wanted to commit murder, she would choose someone relatively easy to kill, and would never choose Lanling Xingjun, who had decent martial arts skills.
Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration struck Xuan Fengqian, and he said with particular certainty, "It seems that the person who killed Lanling Xingjun must have been a female immortal with a beautiful figure and appearance. Lanling Xingjun has no other flaws, except that he is a bit lecherous. That female immortal most likely used a honey trap on him to lower his guard before killing him."
Leng Ye gazed intently at Xuan Fengqian, who was focused on her work, completely surprised that she could still think so clearly despite having lost nearly a hundred years of memories.
After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly asked, "A-Qian, have you really lost your memories of the past hundred years?"
Xuanfeng Qian was slightly stunned, but in the blink of an eye, she began to speak solemnly again: "Not only that, it is also very likely that the female immortal secretly brought Fuchen into Qingfeng Palace. Otherwise, with such strict security in the immortal realm, it would be impossible for Fuchen to hide in the dry well in front of the courtyard so easily."
In fact, she did lose some of her memories after being struck by lightning.
But then, inexplicably, he remembered things from his past life.
In her past life, she blindly believed in the so-called supernatural ability to foresee disasters, which led her step by step to drive Leng Ye into a desperate situation.
It was because of the guilt in her heart that she was determined to stay with Leng Ye forever after she woke up.
The main reason she didn't reveal the truth to Leng Ye was that she wanted to temporarily put aside the painful memories that had tormented them and happily accompany him for a while without a care in the world.
"I will now send Jingzhe to investigate the female immortals in the Nine Heavens."
Leng Ye gripped Xuan Fengqian's hand tightly, his dark eyes fixed on her without moving.
For some reason, he always felt that Xuan Fengqian was hiding something from him.
Xuan Fengqian felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she subtly changed the subject, "Could you help me to the bathhouse? I want to take a bath."
"I will help you."
Leng Ye then noticed that there were still some bloodstains on her robes.
Xuan Feng blushed shyly and murmured softly, "No need, I can do it myself."
"Is there any part of your body that I haven't seen before?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Ye picked up Xuan Fengqian without any room for discussion and headed towards the bathhouse without saying a word.
Xuan Fengqian gripped Leng Ye's shirt tightly with both hands and casually asked, "Have you ever done this to other women?"
Does "Wuya" count?
"Wuya is male."
"But it doesn't think so itself."
As Leng Ye spoke, he carried her into the bath.
Seeing that he was about to wipe her body, Xuan Fengqian repeatedly refused, saying, "I'll do it myself."
Leng Ye ignored her, staring blankly at her bruised body, his eyes filled with pity.
Xuan Fengqian glanced at Leng Ye, who was using the art of healing medicine to treat her wounds, and felt that his gaze was too calm.
She glanced down at her body with a slightly confused look, wanting to ask him if her body no longer attracted him.
But she couldn't bring herself to ask the question.
After Leng Ye finished treating her wounds, Xuan Fengqian suddenly threw herself into his arms and said, "Kiss me."
"What's wrong?"
Leng Ye gently cupped her cheeks, noticing that she was a little unhappy, and asked softly.
Why won't you touch me?
Aren't you scared?
Leng Ye was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't forgotten how Xuan Fengqian had turned pale with fright last time.
Xuan Fengqian was clearly not satisfied with his answer, so she simply took matters into her own hands and impatiently untied the silk sash around his waist.
"Ah Qian, I don't want you to regret this."
"It's nothing, I'm just taking a look."
Seeing Xuan Feng's bright eyes, Leng Ye subconsciously covered his private parts. "Why do I feel like you want to chop me up?"
"Remember this: this thing is only temporarily residing in your body. If I find out one day that you're cheating on me, I'll cut it off."
Xuan Fengqian pried Leng Ye's hand away, and after confirming several times that he was already aroused, she finally looked away with satisfaction.
Leng Ye was utterly helpless. He felt like he was crazy to have gone along with her fooling around in the bath.
You know, the feeling of being able to only look but not move is really unpleasant.
Just then, a startled voice suddenly came from outside the bathhouse, "Demon Lord, urgent report! Half an hour ago, Zhimo was attacked while taking a nap in the Purple Nether Palace. He was hit in the chest by a poisoned arrow and is in critical condition."
Xuanfengqian suddenly remembered what Fuchen had said, and fearing that the innocent Zhimo would die because of her, she said nervously, "Could it be that Fuchen has already secretly slipped away? You should go back to Jiuyou quickly, and don't let innocent people be implicated."
"If you've been hit by a poisoned arrow, why not just call upon the Demon Physician? Even if I were to return, I wouldn't be able to help."
At present, the floating dust has not yet taken shape, and Leng Ye dares not leave rashly.
The thought of Xuan Fengqian, trapped in the dry well and covered in injuries, made Leng Ye want to slap himself twice.
"With the Chaos Bell protecting Qingfeng Palace, there shouldn't be any more problems. You should return to Jiuyou first and see if you can get any useful information out of Zhimo."
"Why don't you come with me?"
"I'm a little sleepy and just want to go back to my room and lie down."
Xuanfeng Qian originally intended to accompany Leng Ye, but her body was still very weak. To prevent the miscarriage from being disturbed again, she had no choice but to shake her head and drag Leng Ye out of the bathroom, saying, "Go and come back soon."
Seeing this, Leng Ye had no choice but to leave the Xuanyuan Demon Sword to her, saying, "If you encounter danger, you can sense it by lightly touching the sword."
"knew."
Xuanfeng responded softly.
But as Leng Ye turned to leave, she stared at the particularly heavy Xuanyuan Demon Sword in her hand, and her eyes quietly reddened.
In her past life, she wielded this very sword and delivered the most fatal blow to Leng Ye.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ye was still willing to leave this sword to her...
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian had not yet come out of the bathing room, Qi Yuan lifted the curtain and poked her head in.
When she saw Xuan Fengqian squatting alone on the ground, silently weeping, she asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Xuan Fengqian didn't want others to see her vulnerable side, so she gently shook her head.
She was about to get up when she was surprised to find that the person standing in front of her was not Qi Yuan, but Fu Chen.
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