But, it’s okay to meet him first, right?
Seeing a face that looked exactly like Shen Zhao's today made the longing even stronger.
"Once I've settled things here, I'll immediately head to the Southern Region."
...
Thousands of miles away, Ye Aojun was lying by a stream, constantly washing his left eye with stream water.
After the blood on his face cleared, what was reflected in the water was a shocking scar on his left eyelid.
"Song Yanran!"
He clenched his fists and secretly vowed to make the Empress of Longhan pay the price for what he had done today.
"Damn it, why is there such a huge gap between us even though we are both at the peak of the Great Emperor realm?"
Even with the blessing of three streams of luck, he still couldn't withstand a single move from Song Yanran. What exactly is the problem?
"I thought I, Ye Aojun, would be able to reach the pinnacle in this lifetime, but why is it that after so much effort, I'm now in such a ridiculous state?"
"No, something must be wrong."
Ye Aojun tried hard to think about the problem.
Suddenly, the scene in the holy land of Xiliang, when he was fighting with Shen Zhao and was hit by the "Great Brahma Fire Palm", appeared in his mind.
"Could the problem lie here?!"
Thinking of this, Ye Aojun immediately checked the condition of her internal energy center.
Sure enough, as soon as he practiced his skills a little, a faint force of Taoism would affect the gathering of his spiritual energy.
"No wonder I always felt a little powerless when fighting with Song Yanran. So this is the problem."
The thought that it was Shen Zhao's doing made Ye Aojun grit her teeth in hatred.
If it weren't for Shen Zhao, I would have already won over Song Yanran and would be making love to her in bed right now!
Little did she know that regardless of whether Shen Zhao made a move or not, Song Yanran wouldn't even glance at Ye Aojun.
Unfortunately, Ye Aojun was completely unaware of this reality, and only felt that everything was due to "objective factors".
"Shen Zhao, you've ruined my plans twice in a row. I, Ye Aojun, will never let you get away with this! Pfft!"
He had just finished venting his anger when he spat out another mouthful of blood.
When he checked his cultivation level, he was shocked.
"Why has my cultivation dropped to the eighth rank of Quasi-Emperor? And my Qi Sea True Essence is constantly draining away? Could it be because of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor Qi?"
When he thought of this, he was filled with intense fear of Song Yanran and no longer dared to have any other thoughts.
Deep down, he knew that even without Shen Zhao's intervention, he would never have been able to defeat Song Yanran.
The only difference is whether they can withstand a few more moves.
"It seems that I can't stay in the Central Region any longer. The Ye family election is coming soon. I will go back to the Eastern Region and discuss it later.
As for Song Yanran, Mu Qiuyao, and the rest of you, you'll all be my women sooner or later. One day, I'll make you kneel before me, completely at my beck and call."
After spitting out another mouthful of blood, Ye Aojun stumbled and walked towards the eastern border.
They arrived full of vigor and high spirits, but left in a sorry state.
In his previous life, he was Lin Feng’s younger brother, but in this life, he is an out-and-out clown.
The tragedy of life often stems from ignorance and conceit...
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