Chapter 619 527: Ji Shenyun Humiliates Yueqiu to Her Face

He had to apply more force to help Ji Shenyun's Essence Blood flow freely. His long knuckles turned white from the strain, and his Pure Yang True Qi transformed into countless golden threads, seeping into her skin.

Gradually, Ji Shenyun's tense arches softened like a stream thawing in early spring, and her toes unfurled like flower petals. It seemed her circulation was restored.

Pei Yuhang's hands worked their way up from her feet to her waist.

Wherever his fingertips passed, a blush like that of peach blossoms spread across Ji Shenyun's porcelain-white skin.

Finally, Pei Yuhang's hands reached her shoulders and neck, where he encountered the most stubborn blockage.

With a soft cry, a dazzling golden light erupted from his palm. Ji Shenyun's entire upper body arched sharply, a broken gasp escaping her red lips as she fell heavily back onto the clouds.

Her rigid body relaxed, and a kitten-like whimper escaped Ji Shenyun's throat.

"Whew... Who knew a massage could be this draining."

A drop of sweat formed on Pei Yuhang's forehead, teetered for a moment, then fell onto Ji Shenyun's smooth back.

Just as he was about to rise, a burning hot hand suddenly seized his wrist.

"Continue... I... feel very good..."

Ji Shenyun said, breathing softly.

"What?"

Her voice was so muffled that Pei Yuhang couldn't hear her clearly.

Ji Shenyun instantly lifted her face, vexed and embarrassed. Like a tiger cub baring its claws, she snapped, "Do you have to make me admit that your massage feels good?"

"I'm telling you to continue... This time, massage the front..."

As she spoke, she subconsciously pressed her legs together.

...

...

The morning passed in a flash.

Brilliant golden sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled light and shadows across Pei Yuhang's handsome profile.

He raised his eyes, quietly watching Ji Shenyun as she changed her clothes.

This Asura Empress, who had always loathed humanity, now had her back to him, completely defenseless. Her slender waist was faintly visible beneath the sheer fabric,

and her silver-white hair, the same as Yueqiu's, cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying gently as she combed it.

Pei Yuhang remained silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Her Majesty the Empress, does the promise you made me last night still stand?"

Ji Shenyun's fingers paused for a moment. She then resumed combing her hair, her voice indifferent, just like a heartless woman turning her back on a lover after getting what she wanted.

"What did I promise you?"

"Last night, I asked if you could spare Yueqiu. Didn't you keep humming 'yes, yes, alright' in agreement?"

SNAP!

The jade comb in Ji Shenyun's hand was suddenly crushed to pieces.

She spun around abruptly. Her once-impassive face instantly turned beet-red, the blush spreading from the tips of her ears down to her neck. Even her breathing quickened.

"That wasn't agreement!" she seethed, her voice trembling with humiliation and anger.

"If not agreement, then what was it?"

Pei Yuhang asked, his face a mask of feigned confusion and innocence.

"That... That was..."

Ji Shenyun swallowed, but the humiliating words were stuck in her throat.

'She couldn't possibly admit... that she had been overcome with passion!'

'He's just a mere human. How could I ever admit such a thing!'

The more she thought about it, the angrier she grew. Her phoenix eyes narrowed, a dangerous, cold light glinting within them.

'This boy... taking advantage of my favor, he dares to push his luck.'

'If I let him keep being so insolent, won't his ego swell to the heavens?'

'But I can't just keep pressuring him, either.'

'Qing Yueqiu is Pei Yuhang's breaking point. If I move against her, the gentle, obedient Pei Yuhang I have now will turn on me, and our conflict will be to the death.'

'And for some reason, Ji Shenyun found she didn't want Pei Yuhang to stand against her.'

'He's just a man. At first, I only wanted to use him for my healing. When... when did I start paying attention to his feelings...?'

"Fine!"

Ji Shenyun snorted coldly and flicked her sleeve, barely suppressing her rage. "On account of you serving me so wholeheartedly, I can temporarily forgive that wretched disciple of yours."

Hearing this, a flash of joy appeared in Pei Yuhang's eyes. However—

"However, I have conditions."

Ji Shenyun's red lips curved into a slight smile. She gently tilted his chin up with a fingertip, her voice soft but leaving no room for defiance.

"Her life may be spared, but her suffering is inevitable."

"That little brat is quite fond of you, isn't she? From now on, I forbid you from being close to her."

She paused, and then, as if she'd had a sudden thought, her smile deepened with a wicked playfulness.

"No, that's not right... As the man I dote on, you are not only forbidden from being close to Qing Yueqiu, but you must also sever all romantic ties with your Junior Sister Nangong, and even your Dao Companion..."

"As for Qing Yueqiu—"

She narrowed her eyes. "Let's have her move in next door."

"To watch her miserable face every day, pining for what she can never have... that will be... most amusing."

In truth, Ji Shenyun had originally wanted to humiliate Qing Yueqiu to her face.

But considering it was still debatable whether *she* was bullying Pei Yuhang or *he* was bullying *her*...

Ji Shenyun, not wanting that little brat to see her, the majestic Empress, looking anything less than perfect, ultimately decided against humiliating her in person.

A wall in between would both spare her own blushes and serve to torment the girl. Wasn't that the best of both worlds?

However, after hearing Ji Shenyun's declaration of ownership, Pei Yuhang couldn't help but frown.

Seeing his reaction, Ji Shenyun was displeased.

She applied a little more pressure with her fingertip, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at her. Her voice was low and dangerous.

"What, does Mr. Pei have any objections to my decision?"

"Did you think that after getting involved with me, you could still run around and flirt with other Fairies like you used to?"

"I'm not that useless Dao Companion of yours. Since you've decided to be with me, don't even think about playing the field!"

'Who said I wanted to be with you? You're the one who abducted me...'

Pei Yuhang protested internally, but his eyes followed Ji Shenyun's as her threatening gaze drifted downward.

A chill shot through his very Spirit Root. Cowed by the Empress's lecherous display of power, he had no choice but to verbally agree.

'But Pei Yuhang had never been a man who could be conquered by domineering women. Shang Miaoyan couldn't do it, Ji Xichan couldn't do it, and Ji Shenyun certainly couldn't either!'

He looked toward the Endless Sea, his mind made up.

'In the outside world, no one could oppose this unrestrained Ancient Empress. But in the Abyssal Sea Palace... things might be different.'

'If he wanted to regain his freedom, the trip to the Abyssal Sea Palace might be his only chance!'

...

...

Qing Yueqiu and Nangong Jin sat in the courtyard, leaning on one another.

The silver-haired girl's eyes were closed, but her elegant nose suddenly twitched, as if she had caught a familiar scent.

Her eyes snapped open and she looked to the sky.

There, a familiar, handsome figure in white robes was walking through the air toward her.

"Master!"

Qing Yueqiu shot to her feet. With a flutter of her skirts, she pushed off her toes, about to leap into the air and embrace the master she so dearly missed.

But the moment Qing Yueqiu leaped, she saw a black-gold wave of Suppression crash down like the heavens falling.

She felt a blow to her chest as if she'd been struck by lightning. Her silver hair whipped about wildly in the violent spiritual pressure as she was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Yueqiu!"

Pei Yuhang quickly raised a hand. A gentle breeze formed an invisible palm, catching the girl's falling body and setting her safely on the ground.

Just as Pei Yuhang started forward to check if his disciple was hurt, Ji Shenyun took a single step, appeared before him, and sealed his acupoints, immobilizing him.

Although Qing Yueqiu had been blasted back by the Suppression, she had luckily suffered no internal injuries.

She raised her head, glaring furiously at the suddenly-appeared Ji Shenyun.

"What did you do to my Master?! Let him go!"

Ji Shenyun turned a blind eye to the silver-haired girl's furious shouts. In fact, the more rage she saw, the more pleased the Empress felt.

"Little brat, you are very fortunate. You have a good master."

"If he hadn't repeatedly begged me for your sake, and if I hadn't grown tired of your master's pillow talk, I would never have decided to spare you. Given our past grudges, I certainly wouldn't have let you off so easily!"

"You!"

When Ji Shenyun uttered the two words "pillow talk," a murderous, blood-red light flashed in Qing Yueqiu's eyes.

Seeing this, Ji Shenyun's delight reached its zenith.

Like a conqueror, she suddenly wrapped her arms around Pei Yuhang, nibbled his earlobe, and laughed softly as his body went rigid.

"And one more thing. From now on, you are forbidden to approach Pei Yuhang... He is mine now."

With that, Ji Shenyun's slender hand suddenly gripped Pei Yuhang's chin, forcing his head to turn as she pressed her red lips to his, right in front of Qing Yueqiu.

Qing Yueqiu's eyes flew wide, and she heard the sound of something shattering within her heart.

"Ji Shenyun—!!"

Her silver hair whipped about though there was no wind, and spiderweb cracks spread across the ground at her feet. But as the girl lunged forward, her shoulders were held in a death grip by Nangong Jin.

Ji Shenyun glanced sideways in a pause between kisses, her eyes filled with the arrogance of a conqueror.

She deliberately pulled Pei Yuhang even closer, ensuring the intimate silhouette of their entwined bodies was cast in Qing Yueqiu's eyes.