Chapter 671 - 668: Bi Xiaoyu’s Calamity

Chapter 671: Chapter 668: Bi Xiaoyu’s Calamity

He won?

Yann Sheng, who wielded a Forbidden Artifact and the True Flame Dragon Armor, was actually defeated!

The crowd watched the figure disappear into the Divine Palace with the Divine Lord and the others, their eyes filled with reverence. For a moment, their hearts surged with emotion.

It was as if they were witnessing the slow rise of a brilliant, scorching sun!

"Haha, this is the first time in a long while I’ve seen Yann Yuntian look so pathetic. Celestial Nobility Qin, you’ve really treated us to a good show."

Zhao Songyuan laughed heartily, his gaze fixed on the young man with a look of brilliant admiration.

Hearing this, Qin Ya smiled faintly. "You flatter me, everyone."

After some pleasantries, the crowd dispersed. When Qin Ya returned to Shenxiu Pavilion, he had just stepped inside when he saw a rather unexpected guest.

"Well, well, if it isn’t Pavilion Master Fang Mei?"

Looking at the graceful, charming, and utterly captivating woman before him, Qin Ya smiled faintly and said, "Shouldn’t you be in Meiying Main City managing your Tingchao Pavilion? What brings you all the way to the Divine Capital? Besides, didn’t you say you weren’t coming?"

That’s right—the woman before him was none other than the Venerable, Fang Mei!

Speaking of which, Qin Ya was truly quite impressed.

He didn’t know how many children the Divine Lord had, but so far, the ones he’d met—Fang Mei, Meiying Venerable, and Fang Tianzheng—were all Venerable Strong Persons!

’Is this what they mean when they say a tiger father has no dog sons?!’

Seeming to catch the teasing tone in his voice, Fang Mei rolled her eyes with practiced charm. "Young Master Qin—oh, wait, I should be calling you Celestial Nobility Qin now, shouldn’t I? Since when did you become so sharp-tongued?"

Qin Ya sat down, smiled faintly, and picked up the tea set on the table to brew a cup for Fang Mei. "I was just a little surprised, that’s all," he said lightly. "By the way, when I left, Xiaoyu was in seclusion. I wonder if she’s doing alright now."

Fang Mei didn’t seem to mind Qin Ya’s somewhat crude tea-brewing skills. She picked up the cup and downed it in one gulp, a faint smile on her face. "I knew you’d be worried about that little lover-guard of yours, so I brought her along with me when I came to the Divine Capital."

Hearing that Bi Xiaoyu had come along, Qin Ya was quite surprised. He automatically filtered out Fang Mei’s "lover-guard" comment and asked, "How is she? And where is she now? Why didn’t she come with you?"

"Don’t worry, that lover-guard of yours is doing great. Not only has her cultivation broken through to the Half-Venerable realm, but she also had a fortunate encounter in the Ancient Wilderness Mountain Range. As for why I didn’t bring her into the palace..." At this, Fang Mei glanced at Qin Ya. "I had to sneak in myself. If I’d brought someone with me, wouldn’t I have been discovered?"

’Sneaked in?’

Qin Ya found this rather amusing. Pavilion Master Fang Mei was the Divine Lord’s daughter, yet she had to sneak into the Divine Palace. If word got out, who knew how many people would laugh.

At the same time, Qin Ya was also curious.

The Divine Palace was heavily guarded; even a Venerable would find it difficult to infiltrate. So how did Fang Mei get in? He glanced at her as she lightly brushed back her hair, her every movement exuding endless charm. His heart wavered for a moment, and he shook his head with a wry smile. ’Her boundless charisma probably helped a lot with getting into the Divine Palace.’

"Young Master Qin, what are you looking at?"

The corners of Fang Mei’s lips curved up into a stunning smile. Just as she was about to tease Qin Ya, her expression suddenly changed, revealing a hint of unease.

"I knew you would come back."

Outside Shenxiu Pavilion, a cool, detached voice slowly rang out.

Immediately after, Meiying Venerable and Princess Consort Yen arrived. Upon seeing Fang Mei, Princess Consort Yen’s face lit up with joy. She rushed forward and pulled her into an embrace.

"Mei’er, you’re finally back."

"Come, let Mother Consort see. Have you gotten thinner lately?"

Held in Princess Consort Yen’s arms, Fang Mei was patted and prodded all over. She wanted to pull away, but seeing the concern on the woman’s face, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She stood still and let her mother fuss, but the way her ten fingers fidgeted with the hem of her clothes showed her discomfort.

After a long while, Princess Consort Yen slowly reined in her emotions, but the joyful smile that lingered on her face spoke volumes about her current mood. The scene moved Qin Ya, making him think of Qin Yuxiang, who was far away in the Southern Domain. He sighed softly in his heart.

’He didn’t know when he would be able to return...’

The distance between Beihuang and the Southern Domain was vast, unimaginably so. Even with his current overwhelming combat power, the hope of crossing it was incredibly slim.

He shook his head, suppressing the longing in his heart. After asking Fang Mei for Bi Xiaoyu’s address, he left Shenxiu Pavilion, leaving time for the mother and her two children. Soon, he had walked out of the Divine Palace and arrived at a restaurant.

Coincidentally, this was the same restaurant where Qin Ya had clashed with Yann Xiao and the others not long ago. The moment he arrived, many people recognized him. All eyes in the vicinity fixated on him, and hushed discussions began to break out.

"It’s him! He really got out of the Supervision Mansion."

"I heard that Celestial Marquis Yann took his son, Yann Sheng, into the palace earlier, but he returned to his mansion not long after. He seemed to be in a foul mood. The air outside the Celestial Marquis Mansion is filled with a scorching heat, like the peak of summer. No one dares to go within a hundred li."

"Tsk, tsk. But this Celestial Nobility Qin is alive and well—he even looks to be in high spirits. How strange. Could it be that even a Celestial Marquis can’t do anything to him?"

"I’m not sure about that, but it’s best not to provoke this Qin Ya if you can help it."

Qin Ya paid no mind to the whispers around him. He walked straight to the restaurant’s front counter. Seeing the Shopkeeper’s worried expression, he felt a flicker of doubt but ignored it and said directly, "Shopkeeper, I’m looking for the guest in Heaven-tier Room Three. Could you please inform her that Qin Ya is here to see her?"

Seeing Qin Ya in person, the Shopkeeper didn’t dare to be disrespectful. "Please wait a moment, Celestial Nobility."

He immediately sent someone to pass on the message.

A short while later, the messenger came back down. He gave Qin Ya a strange look, then whispered a few words in the Shopkeeper’s ear.

Instantly, the Shopkeeper’s expression also turned grim.

Seeing this, Qin Ya’s brow furrowed. "What is it?"

The Shopkeeper hesitated for a moment before replying, "Celestial Nobility, your friend is no longer at this restaurant."

"Not here? Then where did she go?"

"This..."

"Speak!"

Qin Ya’s voice was cold and commanding. A chilling intent shot to the heavens, sweeping through and blanketing the entire restaurant. "If you dare to hide anything," he said, "then there’s no need for this restaurant to remain open."

Hearing this, the Shopkeeper immediately dropped to his knees and recounted the entire story from beginning to end.

It turned out that just before noon today, Bi Xiaoyu had been dining in the restaurant when she overheard several nobles discussing Qin Ya, their words filled with disrespect.

Bi Xiaoyu couldn’t stand it and confronted them.

Those nobles were of poor character. Annoyed that a mere Half-Venerable who wasn’t even a noble herself dared to argue with them, they came to blows. Bi Xiaoyu had only just broken through to the Half-Venerable realm and wasn’t even ranked on the Celestial List. After a few dozen rounds, she was defeated by one of them, captured, and taken back to their mansion. They declared their intention to throw her into a penal prison.

By the time the story was finished, Qin Ya’s gaze had turned completely cold. An icy aura emanated from him, like a bone-chilling wind in the dead of winter, making everyone in the room tremble involuntarily.