Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

CREAK!

Just as Dii Qingxue was relentlessly bombarding the palace gate, a fissure tore through it!

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A series of battered figures shot out from within, their faces bruised and swollen. The sight made Dii Qingxue’s brow furrow, and the killing intent in her eyes intensified.

However, when she saw the figure in white standing spotlessly before the palace gate, smiling at her, she reined in her killing intent. Her expression shifted to one of astonishment.

BOOM!

BOOM!

At the same time, Ao Wuchang, Yuh Yuzhen, Tu Qianqian, and Lupao all strode out of the palace gate and charged toward the Elf Saint Hall.

Beize Sheng and Mengg Yiren looked over in unison. Upon seeing the four looking so disheveled, their faces bruised and swollen, their own expressions filled with shock.

’How could the four of them look so wretched? Could it be that even by joining forces, they were no match for Ye Wushuang?’

”Hurry and run! Ye Wushuang is terrifying!”

Sensing their gazes, the four of them flushed with embarrassment. They shouted again before panickedly rushing down the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Tree.

Just before vanishing, they didn’t forget to glance back at Ye Wushuang, giving him a meaningful nod.

A cold smirk played on Ye Wushuang’s lips. He let them leave, then turned his attention to Beize Sheng and Mengg Yiren.

Amidst their astonishment, the two turned to look at the palace. They saw Ye Wushuang standing there completely unscathed, a wide smile on his face as he watched them.

But a strange glint in his eyes made them uneasy.

After a glance at the Elf Saint Hall, which had yet to open, they hesitated for a moment before turning around, leading their team members in pursuit of Ao Wuchang and the others.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang’s smile grew even wider.

”Are you all right?” Dii Qingxue asked, her tone laced with considerable worry.

”I’m fine, Senior Sister.”

Ye Wushuang turned to face Dii Qingxue and gave a faint smile. He was deeply moved. ’How could I not understand why she was so desperately trying to break down the palace gate just now?’

’This woman has a cold personality, aloof and proud. But I can feel that ever since we met...’

’...everything she’s done has been for my sake.’

’In other words, Dii Qingxue cares about me a great deal!’

’This feeling has been especially strong ever since we began Dual Cultivation with the Ultimate Yang Technique and the Ultimate Yin Technique!’

”Senior Sister, can I ask you a question?”

Ye Wushuang suddenly began.

Dii Qingxue’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She said nothing, quietly waiting for Ye Wushuang’s question.

”Why do you care about me so much? Is it because of our Dual Cultivation, or is it...?”

”Scoundrel!”

Before Ye Wushuang could even finish his sentence, Dii Qingxue shot him a fierce glare and turned to leave. Clearly, the very mention of ”Dual Cultivation” was enough to make her refuse to listen any further.

Ye Wushuang was left speechless, swallowing the rest of his words.

”Brother Ye!”

”Xiaoshuang!”

The moment Dii Qingxue left, Yangg Qing’er and Ye Rou rushed forward, throwing themselves into his arms.

”Brother Ye, I thought you were...”

Yangg Qing’er hugged Ye Wushuang tightly, the rims of her eyes red. She had clearly assumed the violent crashes against the palace meant he was in grave danger.

”Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

Ye Wushuang’s expression softened. He was deeply moved, understanding just how precious the ones he protected were.

”By the way, have there been any changes over with Senior Sister Qianling?”

Ye Wushuang asked after a moment.

The two girls pulled away from his embrace, secretly wiping their eyes. Ye Rou then said, ”Qianling still hasn’t come out. I wonder if it’s dangerous in there?”

”Don’t worry. Senior Sister Qianling is of the Elf Clan. This should be a peerless opportunity for her,” Ye Wushuang said with a faint, confident smile.

Having obtained the memories of the Ten Thousand Spirits Soul King, he now possessed not only the Ten Thousand Spirits Soul Control Technique and the Divine Soul Refining Technique, but also countless insights and the King’s vast, all-encompassing knowledge.

From these memories, Ye Wushuang knew that the Elf Saint Hall had been left behind by the Elf Clan long ago and contained their treasures.

And since Qianling was a member of the Elf Clan, he was confident that it would not harm her.

”Brother Ye, Senior Sister Qianling is really from the Elf Clan?” Yangg Qing’er asked in astonishment. She had been at the Ancient Spirit Sect for many years and never realized.

Of course, it wasn’t just her; most people were likely unaware.

”Let’s go take a look.”

Ye Wushuang led the two girls toward the Elf Saint Hall.

The people from Yunlan Ancient Teachings watched with faces full of shock. ’Four masters at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer, along with dozens of their team members, and they still couldn’t handle him?’

Yuann Qingmeng’s mouth was also slightly agape in surprise. At the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief.

”Brother Feng, thank you for your help.”

Ye Wushuang walked over with a slight smile. Without Feng Yang’s assistance, he and Dii Qingxue would not have been able to handle five or six of the strongest disciples at once.

Feng Yang waved a dismissive hand. ”Since we’re allies, it’s only right that we help each other.”

BOOM!

As they were speaking, the Elf Saint Hall began to tremble. A green light shot into the sky, and a blurry, illusory figure materialized above the hall.

A pair of long, pointed ears were faintly visible, setting the figure apart. Its gaze was ethereal as it swept over Dii Qingxue and then Ye Wushuang.

Then, just as quickly, it dissipated.

CREAK!

The gates of the Elf Saint Hall opened, and a stunningly beautiful figure stepped out. Her skin was as white as snow, her posture graceful like an elf’s. Her silver hair and blue eyes added a touch of otherworldly beauty.

Qianling!

Watching the beautiful figure emerge, many people felt as if they were in a trance, as if watching an Elf Fairy stride toward them.

The change in Qianling was immense; she now possessed an even more distinctive aura!

Nobility!

This aura was one of nobility, a seemingly innate and natural grace.

Of course, the greatest change was her Cultivation at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer, which was instantly revealed to the onlookers as they snapped out of their daze.

”Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer!”

Feng Yang’s eyes narrowed, utterly shocked.

Before, Qianling was only at the Spiritual Spring First Layer. But after entering the Holy Hall and re-emerging, she had broken through three successive layers. Such a terrifying rate of improvement was dumbfounding.

Qianling smiled faintly and walked toward Ye Wushuang, chuckling. ”Junior Brother Ye, I’ve actually surpassed you now.”

Ye Wushuang could only give a wry smile. Qianling’s Cultivation had indeed surpassed his own.

”It seems you’ve received quite an inheritance,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile, feeling no jealousy. The opportunity he had gained was by no means inferior to Qianling’s.

Qianling nodded but said nothing more, not breathing a single word about the inheritance. Was she hiding something?

No one asked any questions; they could only feel envy.

It was as if the opportunity here had been prepared just for Qianling!

”Since Qianling is out, our business here is concluded. We should move on,” Feng Yang suggested.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ye Wushuang gave a slight nod, his gaze looking down from the great tree. ”Our business here may be finished, but mine isn’t.”

”I have some urgent business to attend to. I’ll head down first. You all go on to the Ninth Pass and wait for me there,” Ye Wushuang said to the group after a moment of thought.

Hearing this, Dii Qingxue turned to Ye Wushuang with a solemn expression.

”Don’t worry about me. Here in the Sixth Pass, no one can touch me.”

Ye Wushuang flashed a confident smile. ”I’m leaving Qing’er and the others in your care.”

With that said, before anyone could react, he took a step into the air and was gone.