Chapter 545 - 499: Your Majesty, Please Slow Down

Chapter 545: Chapter 499: Your Majesty, Please Slow Down

Qin Yu lay on the Golden Thunder Dao Lotus, suddenly recalling the repeated warnings of the Empress Dowager.

Perhaps, the current scene is exactly what she envisioned?

However, being toyed with by the Empress...

To be honest, he quite enjoyed it.

"Your Majesty, slow down."

Qin Yu gazed at the beautiful face dripping with sweat on her forehead, and couldn’t help but remind.

The dignified and fitting Dragon Robe was only slightly open, as if the fat-headed dragon wanted to see the outside world...

Qin Yu reached out to assist it, but unexpectedly, his palm was suddenly grasped.

"Your Majesty?"

Qin Yu was taken aback. During the last joyful ordeal, the Empress had never rejected any of his actions.

No matter what he did, the other would feel very joyous and pleasing.

But now, she actually stopped his movement?

Alright.

To be honest, it’s a bit offensive.

However, it’s more appropriate to change into new clothes for cultivation, right?!

The Empress took in Qin Yu’s changes in expression completely, and a hint of complexity flashed deep in her clear and beautiful eyes, eventually she gently let go.

This is not my true intention.

It is merely a tribulation.

The Empress silently reminded herself, yet, as the ruler, such a situation...

Caused her to feel quite ashamed and embarrassed.

Especially when thinking of Ling’Er... various complex emotions surged to her heart one by one.

What seemed to be a calm heart lake, was already stirring with waves.

After a short interlude, the Empress no longer showed any signs of distress, even if her gaze was blurry, the dignified and stunningly beautiful face still had a slight hint of joy.

From Qin Yu’s perspective looking up, the Empress, with her Dragon Robe not completely taken off...

Actually added quite a bit of fun to the cultivation?

The Empress couldn’t possibly think that the Dragon Robe could also add...

Originally, she was a bit annoyed.

However, after receiving the warm current, the annoyance was alleviated.

Hmph!

For now, let him off.

...

Meanwhile, within the Great Chu Immortal Country.

Emperor Chu furrowed his brow.

This retreat of his, for the Great Chu Immortal Country, is far more than just losing face.

In the future, don’t even mention coveting the lands within Great Yan, it remained uncertain whether the existing territories could be preserved.

He was somewhat unwilling.

Yet, thinking of the moment when the Great Yan Empress displayed her power, he felt a bit anxious.

The strength of that Empress had reached an unfathomable level. Even if he spared no expense, activating the origin with all his power, he wasn’t confident to match her.

Really wonder how she cultivates!

"Your Majesty, the situation at Cangsha Hall is critical, and the Ancient Array could lose control at any time."

Emperor Chu seemed to sense it, took out the Communication Stone, and listening to the urgent voice inside, his face suddenly turned stern.

"Wasn’t the Ancient Array stabilized? Why would it lose control?"

Emperor Chu’s expression was grim, he spoke coldly: "Have those guys appeared again?"

"Yes!"

The person on the opposite side of the Communication Stone didn’t dare to conceal anything, and said.

"When Liu Gongfeng was maintaining the Ancient Array, he was surrounded by two black-robed men. I joined forces with Liu Gongfeng, yet we were still outmatched, Liu Gongfeng he..."

"What happened to him?"

A wave of unease surged in Emperor Chu’s heart.

This Liu Gongfeng’s talent in arrays is considered the best in Great Chu.

What’s more remarkable is that he has comprehended over a hundred array patterns of the Star Prison Array.

As long as the Ancient Array isn’t entirely broken, he can strive to maintain it, even potentially repairing the Star Prison Array given enough time.

This Tributor is one of Great Chu’s treasures.

Absolutely cannot be lost.

"Liu Gongfeng is severely injured, life is hanging by a thread, probably..."

The voice inside the Communication Stone was hoarse and difficult.

"Bang!"

Emperor Chu’s face twitched sharply, his palm clenched suddenly, and the Communication Stone was crushed into powder, falling from his fingertips.

Originally planning to return to the Great Chu Imperial Capital, he immediately changed direction, quickly heading towards Cangsha Hall.

...

Cangsha Hall.

Vast in area, second only to the prosperous Imperial Capital in Great Chu’s territory.

In days gone by, Cangsha City was bustling with traffic, teeming with life, a scene of prosperity. But now, it is full of wounds, the former flourishing vanished, leaving only a dead silence and desolation.

Merely dozens of miles away from this ruined city, the earth has been entirely altered. Cracks, like giant pythons, meander and crisscross, tearing the land apart into fragments.

In the center of this devastated site, once stood countless towering stone pillars, but now, most of these pillars have fallen, some broken in half, leaning askew on the ground, the originally luminous patterns on them now blurred, as if forcibly erased by an external power.

Around the ancient array stand more than a hundred cultivators clad in fine armor, tightly gripping their spirit treasure weapons, scanning the surroundings with vigilant expressions.

And in the middle of this group of cultivators lies an old man in a white robe, at this moment, his breath is weak, his complexion as pale as paper, with a striking bloodstain at the corner of his mouth and on his chest.

"Hall Master Xiang, do not waste your Dao Rhyme on me. I can no longer hold on."

This old man is none other than Liu, the tributor of the Great Chu Royal Family. Feeling the immense power surging in his body, he gave a bitter smile, seeming to have resigned himself to fate.

In the previous battle, Hall Master Xiang was also seriously injured. Persisting in prolonging his life might destabilize his own path ladder.

"Tributor Liu, no need to say more, I’ve already reported this to the Emperor, just focus on recovering."

Hall Master Xiang spoke sternly, taking out two fragrant elixirs and swallowing them.

His condition indeed was not suitable for continuing to activate Dao Rhyme, but if he loosened his palm, Tributor Liu might not last a few breaths.

Being the master of a hall, he understood deeply the importance of this tributor to the Great Chu Immortal Country.

Even if it meant exerting all his strength, he had to protect the last threads of his vitality, trying to hold on until the Emperor arrived.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of light shot across the sky.

The armored cultivators, originally filled with vigilance, immediately unsheathed their sharp blades, locking their gaze on the swiftly approaching figure.

"Do not be rude!"

Hall Master Xiang looked up, his expression immediately tensing, calling out sternly.

In the next moment, the streak of light shot straight down. When the brilliance dispersed, a graceful figure appeared within it.

She was clad in a long, emerald-green dress, landing on this drearily dark scorched earth as if spring had arrived early, cloaking the ground in a shroud of verdant vitality. The intricate floral patterns embroidered with gold threads on her skirt swayed gently as she moved, shimmering with a subtle, delicate glow, signifying her nobility and elegance.

Her hair was jet black, cascading down her waist like the finest silk, glowing with a gentle luster. Her skin, fair and delicate, was like freshly fallen snow, or like the purest dewdrop caressed by the morning, exuding a translucent beauty untouched by impurities.

Her face was as exquisite as a painting, brows resembling distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and in the clear eyes, there was a flicker of spirited light.

However, on this nearly perfect face, there was a layer of worry that was hard to conceal.

"Princess."

Hall Master Xiang slightly bowed to the young woman, still keeping his palm on Tributor Liu in front of him, allowing a powerful Dao Rhyme to flow incessantly, protecting his heart veins.

The newcomer was indeed the Princess of the Great Chu Royal Family... Chu Muyin.

Within the Great Yan Royal Family, Chu Muyin was ranked fifty-eighth, yet she was deeply beloved by Emperor Chu, and her talent was astounding. Not only did she possess the fire attribute innate Dao Spirit Body, but she also had remarkable talent in Spiritual Power.

Only at the age of eighteen, her spiritual power achievements had already reached the Refining High Tier, just a step away from reaching the subtlety stage!

"Master."

Chu Muyin’s gaze settled on the old man, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

"Princess."

Upon seeing her, a gleam of light emerged in what was originally a somewhat vacant gaze of Tributor Liu.

He was not only a tributor of the royal family but also her mentor in the path of spirituality.

For this princess, he had poured all his heart and effort into her, holding nothing back, and she indeed did not disappoint. At such a young age, her spiritual power achievements were about to reach the Hall of Ascension, just a step away from becoming a true subtle master.

Moreover, Chu Muyin also possessed exceptional aptitude in the art of arrays, easily considered his only true disciple.

"Master, don’t move."

Seeing him trying to get up, Chu Muyin’s expression changed slightly. She quickly stepped forward, taking out a round and smooth elixir.

Instantly, a rich fragrance of elixir permeated, merely taking a sniff spirit made spirits lift, bringing comfort to the whole body.

"Is this... the Glazed Divine Transformation Pill?"

Hall Master Xiang’s pupils shrank, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

"Old though I may be, this elixir should still be kept for the Princess to use when breaking through with your Spiritual Power."

Tributor Liu shook his head, refusing.

This elixir indeed helped with injuries to the spiritual power. However, in his current state, already nearing exhaustion, the vitality within his body was nearly completely severed.

If not lingering on the last breath, he might have had succumbed long ago.

Even consuming miracle elixirs, it would be of no advantage.

"Master, Father has already arrived, you will be alright."

Chu Muyin took a deep breath, suppressing the sorrow in her heart, speaking words of comfort.

"Princess..."

Tributor Liu shook his head, struggling to lift his arm, pointing to the fragmented stone pillar before him, saying, "This is the Star Prison Array, alas, my foolishness did not allow me to comprehend it."

Chu Muyin looked ahead, the stone pillars were scattered in disarray, long gone its former mysteries, and the most alarming was that the central area of the stone pillars had a massive pit.

Through the array-like membrane, one could clearly see that inside was filled with dreadful red and black gases.

Malicious aura!

No one would doubt that, once the ancient array was completely shattered, the vast malicious aura inside would break through the restriction, ravaging the area, turning it into a sea of blood and mountains of corpses!

Ignoring the two’s persuasion, Tributor Liu slowly lifted his palm, the fingertips gently landing at the young girl’s forehead, releasing a strand of pure spiritual power.

"Master!"

Chu Muyin was startled, instinctively wanting to refuse.

"Take the Glazed Divine Transformation Pill."

Tributor Liu’s voice was weak, yet his tone carried a hint of irresistible authority of a mentor.

For a long while.

Tributor Liu’s arm fell powerlessly, fingers gently sliding across the perfect face already streaked with tears.