Chapter 92 Storytelling
Jiang Xianwan: "...Then, can you break it for me first, and we can talk about the person later?"
Yun Weize stared at the pair of slender white fingers on her sleeve, a strange smile playing on her lips. "Afraid of your master's punishment?"
We're not afraid of him finding out.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
To be honest, Yun Weize hit her sore spot right away.
If Hua Buxiu knew the whole story, he would definitely burn her first.
Jiang Xianwan unconsciously clenched his sleeves, creating deep and shallow creases, exhaled a breath of hot air, and painfully admitted, "The Emperor is a benevolent person and would never report on his disciples behind their backs."
Yun Weize gave a soft "hmm," and said, "The Southern Emperor never helps others for pleasure."
"I think you're fearless."
"Keep it, so you'll remember it."
Jiang Xianwan: "...Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yun Weize gently patted away the hand that touched his waist and abdomen. "There's no need for such a way of thanking me."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She shifted restlessly, withdrew her mischievous hand, and bit her knuckle hard.
Her voice was a sobbing, tormented by pain and desire, "Your Majesty, please tell me a story."
Try to distract her.
Yun Weize glanced at her, his eyes, illuminated by the flickering candlelight of the horn lamp, held almost imperceptible glittering fragments. "The Southern Emperor cannot do without me. How about we discuss this?"
He stayed up all night reading by lamplight.
I just don't like the female lead's name.
Lin Nuannuan.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She never imagined that one day she would be dancing in front of the person in question, and she felt like she wanted to kill herself.
His hands trembled uncontrollably as he clutched a piece of plain white fabric tightly, gritting his teeth, "I know this question, let's try another one."
Yun Weize didn't make things difficult for her. Perhaps sensing that she desperately needed something to distract her, he began to tell her stories.
"Three hundred years ago, the Xuan Gu Continent was divided into three realms: North, South, and Void Ancient Realm. The Demon Realm was divided into three domains. The Void Ancient Realm was blessed with outstanding natural beauty and was powerful enough to overpower the other two realms. It occupied the center of the continent and was also known as Zhongzhou. At that time, Emperor Lingxiu was the only one who reigned supreme in one region."
He glanced at Jiang Xianwan from under his eyelashes, noticing that Jiang Xianwan had perked up his earlobe slightly, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the cuff of his sleeve towards him, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Later, the battle between the realms and the two realms and two domains took place, and the Central Continent was also caught up in the excitement."
Yun Weize sighed, "That battle took place in the Central Continent. The Emperors of the North and South Realms, as well as the Demon Emperor and the Demon King, all perished in that great battle. The Spirit Rest Emperor and the Realm Emperor have disappeared without a trace."
"The Xuan Gu Continent has been reshuffled, and Zhongzhou has become a battleground. Gods and immortals are fighting, and all living beings are suffering."
"After more than a decade of continuous warfare, new demon emperors and demon kings have successively ascended to the throne. The three realms have been divided into two, which are now under the control of Emperor Yin and me. We can now recuperate and rebuild."
"My Spirit Tree and Emperor Yin's Spirit Ruins were serendipitous encounters I found in the Central Plains."
Yun Weize saw that her face was covered in sweat and her cheeks were flushed. She was trying hard to listen. His gaze fell on the section of her snow-white forearm that was across his waist and abdomen, and then slowly looked up at the green gauze curtain above his head.
Kan Kan continued, "The Central Plains is a vast land with countless graves, mountains of corpses of humans, demons, and monsters. Every step is filled with a wronged soul. Because of the overwhelming resentment of the deceased and the cloud of death, it quickly became a place that was difficult to set foot in. Further on, the outer perimeter was jointly guarded by disciples from the North and South.
At this point, the Southern Emperor, who seemed to be separated from his world by clouds, slightly furrowed his brows.
The ancient realm was filled with death energy, and even when he joined forces with Di Yin and Feng Yi, they could only suppress one or two of it.
Later, disciples from both realms built several spirit towers, and the Calamity Bow of the Spirit Resting Emperor was the core of the formation, allowing the living beings within to slowly recover and continue their existence.
However, the decades of continuous warfare ultimately damaged the foundation.
It will take some time before Zhongzhou can reopen.
Yun Weize recounted nearly three hundred years of history of the Xuan Gu Continent in just a few words, clearly showing he wasn't good at storytelling.
Jiang Xianwan could only take the initiative to start a conversation, "The Realm Emperor is waging war against the two realms and two domains, why doesn't Zhongzhou just sit back and enjoy the benefits?"
At this point, Yun Weize revealed a strange expression, "Have you heard what people say about the World Emperor?"
"The Mad Dog King?"
"Hmm." Yun Weize brushed the wet hair from her cheek and wiped her cheek with his sleeve. "There was no boundary before. The Realm Emperor suddenly appeared, punched the North and South Realms, kicked the Demon Realm, and swallowed up a lot of territory. Thus, the boundary was created and stood on equal footing with the Central Continent."
Jiang Xianwan said sincerely, "That Realm Emperor is quite powerful."
The Realm is different from the other two Realms and Domains. It contains humans, demons, and monsters. The Realm Emperor can subdue these humans, demons, and monsters, which shows how powerful he is.
Since the disappearance of the Realm Emperor three hundred years ago, it has been jointly ruled by the three kings of humans, demons, and monsters.
"He is very powerful, the number one person to transcend tribulation, otherwise he wouldn't have provoked the two realms and two domains to join forces."
Yun Weize gently tapped her fidgeting hand, "However, according to the records, the Realm Emperor has never caused trouble for Zhongzhou."
"Why?" Jiang Xianwan asked in surprise, her hand unconsciously reaching for her hard abdomen.
Yun Weize's eyelashes drooped halfway, focusing on that slender, fair hand, and he slapped it heavily. "Unofficial historical records state that the Realm Emperor and the Spirit Resting Emperor have an unspeakable relationship."
However, most unofficial historical accounts are credible.
"Isn't the Realm Emperor a practitioner of both the Ruthless Path and the Slaughter Path?"
Thinking of something, Jiang Xianwan asked curiously, "Have you ever seen what the Realm Emperor and the Spirit Resting Emperor look like?"
She had seen an illustration of the Lingxiu Emperor in a book, dressed in a black robe with gold lettering and showing only half of his face; he was truly a celestial being.
As for the legendary Mad Dog King, apart from the description of him as "mad as a vicious dog," no portrait of him has been passed down.
No.
"Is Emperor Lingxiu truly in love with the World Emperor?"
Yun Weize's breathing became erratic. He grabbed both of her wrists and said, "Don't move."
Seeing her fair feet kick the bedding impatiently, making his robe flutter, he continued to answer her questions: "It is said that Emperor Lingxiu is both righteous and wicked, and has a strange personality."
"Hobbies may be..."
He suddenly changed the subject, "I've said so much, now it's your turn. How did you and Di Yin meet?"
Jiang Xianwan vaguely replied, "I was chasing chickens when Wu Miao saw me, then took me back to have my spiritual root tested, and then I was packed up and sent to Di Yin's bed."
"You agreed?"
Yun Weize frowned slightly. Given Jiang Xianwan's personality, she shouldn't agree.
Jiang Xianwan struggled wildly in his palm, "At that time, I had no cultivation, no money, was starving for four days, and suffered internal injuries."
Yun Weize silently pulled out a strand of black hair from his palms and commented succinctly, "Then you really are hungry."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
An image involuntarily appeared in her mind: a body as cold and desolate as the moon, a white robe concealing a body of violent power, its very soul screaming in despair.
It must be said that, although it was a transaction, the ultimate pleasure of those unfamiliar yet stinging soul tremors was brought to her by Di Yin.
She thought that with time she would forget, but later, every time she had her period, all she could think about was the experience that person had given her.
Jiang Xianwan was very hot, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks without her realizing it.
"Your Majesty...I..."
She couldn't take it anymore!
Jiang Xianwan's flushed cheeks burned hot, and her eyes seemed to be filled with wet spring water, fragile and unfocused.
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