As soon as the matter of the Heavenly Palace Holy Dynasty came to an end, Jiang Haitian and Yu Xiyan returned to Demon Breath City to report back to Leng Qingcheng.
Inside Demon City, upon learning of their father's return, thousands of sons organized the city's residents to welcome him.
The moment Jiang Haitian's ghost carriage entered Demon Breath City, the entire city erupted in excitement.
"On that bright, sunny day in September, my forty-year-old father sat in the car, the east wind blowing the wheels. He asked his sister, 'Do you still remember your father?'"
The daughters, dressed in their finest attire, swayed their hips and sang and danced, creating a lively atmosphere.
"I always took from you, but never said thank you. It wasn't until I grew up that I understood how hard my father had worked..."
The sons, with tears streaming down their faces, excitedly chased after the carriage to express their longing for their father.
"Jiang Haitian, I want to be your son!"
"Jiang Haitian~ You are my father~"
"Father! I couldn't sleep every night because I missed you so much. Now that you're back, I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight!"
As for the other passersby, they held up portraits of their fathers and cheered loudly at the ghost carriage.
Many people fainted due to excessive emotional distress during the incident.
The road was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and firecrackers. The restaurant was packed with people, all eager to catch a glimpse of the old man's charisma.
Jiang Haitian remained silent, simply fiddling with the pair of magic beads in his hand.
I'm used to it, I've really gotten used to it.
These children cannot be viewed using common sense.
As for Yu Xiyan, she didn't say a word.
Since returning from her trip to the Dao Domain, she has suddenly become much more taciturn.
The two remained silent until they arrived at the Demon Breath Palace, where Yu Xiyan finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you very familiar with Empress Ziwei?"
Jiang Haitian: "Empress Song is a distinguished guest of our Empress. Is there any problem with me maintaining good relations between our two countries by interacting with her more often?"
Yu Xiyan asked, "So, you went to the North Garden Palace and stayed there at night to maintain your relationship with her?"
What do you mean by that?
"Empress Ziwei is noble and aloof, and would never be so close to outsiders."
I'd like to know, what exactly about you attracted his attention and made him see you in such a different light?
At the same time, he thought to himself: It seems that Song Yanran is also a hypocrite. She says she loves Shen Zhao, but she is also unclear about her relationship with this man. Perhaps the two of them have already conceived a child.
Ha, you say I'm not good enough for Shen Zhao, then what are you?
"This is none of your business. I don't need anyone else interfering in my affairs."
Jiang Haitian left those words behind and strode into the Demon's Breath Palace.
Yu Xiyan frowned, just about to follow.
"Junior Sister!"
A call made her pause in her tracks.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to put on a gentle expression as she turned to look at Ling Yuxuan.
Ling Yuxuan looked nervous, yet also a little excited.
After not seeing him for nearly a month, he was unshaven, his hair was messy, and his eyes showed obvious signs of fatigue.
Clearly, he was worried that Yu Xiyan had not recovered her mental state during this period.
This can be seen from the fact that his wounds have not yet healed.
"Senior brother."
As soon as Yu Xiyan called out, Ling Yuxuan ran up to her and looked her up and down.
Then he asked with concern, "Junior sister, are you alright? Did they give you any trouble?"
Yu Xiyan shook her head: "Senior brother, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have worried you."
"I'm so glad you're alright, I'm so glad you're alright."
At this point, Ling Yuxuan was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
"Senior brother, why are you crying?"
"No, I was just thinking about what would happen to my junior sister, how would I explain it to the Empress Dowager?"
Whenever Empress Dowager Gu was mentioned, this scene would flash through Yu Xiyan's mind:
Shen Zhao sat in front of the Empress Dowager's bed in her palace, carefully wiping Gu Ningye's ankle with Grade 9 Spirit Marrow Liquid as if she were protecting a delicate treasure.
Soon, she put the scene she had encountered by chance in her previous life out of her mind.
This made her very uncomfortable.
"Senior brother, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me. Now I need to go and report to Her Majesty the Empress."
After saying that, Yu Xiyan turned and walked into the Demon Breath Palace.
"Junior sister... I'm relieved to see you're alright... I was so worried about you these past few days."
Ling Yuxuan silently recited a few words in his heart, staring blankly at Yu Xiyan's back as if lost in thought.
As soon as Yu Xiyan stepped into the main hall of the Demon Breath Palace, a foul smell of blood hit her nose.
In the center of the hall lay several border generals whose eyes and noses had been gouged out and whose hands and feet had been cut off. Their body parts, mixed with blood, were scattered haphazardly on the ground.
Then came Leng Qingcheng's roar.
"A bunch of useless trash! They're utterly worthless! A bunch of people who only grow bodies but not brains, what's the point of them living? Drag them all out and feed them to the dogs!"
These generals were soon "taken out".
When she passed by Yu Xiyan, she was unusually calm.
She walked directly to Leng Qingcheng, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, Yu Xiyan has come to report."
"Okay, please sit down and listen in."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Yu Xiyan obediently sat down next to Leng Qingcheng.
Leng Qingcheng took a deep breath and continued to point at the crowd, yelling, "What are we going to do now? In less than a month, Bai Qi has broken through seven of the twelve lines of defense at Demon Heaven Cliff!"
The Demon Palace suffered the loss of three Saint-level cultivators, eight Supreme-level cultivators, and 130,000 soldiers. Its remaining five lines of defense are also in grave danger.
"I want to ask you bunch of useless fools, what are you going to do now? If Demon Sky Cliff falls, Demon Breath City will have to face hundreds of thousands of elite troops from Demon Abyss at our gates!"
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