Underground Palace

"Reporting to the General."

The White Lotus Sect Master, Pei Yuluo, prostrated herself on the ground, her voice reverent. "This subordinate heard it personally from that foreigner. To open the treasures of the Imperial Mausoleum Underground Palace, besides Great Abyss's Imperial Heirloom Jade Seal, one also needs the essence blood of the imperial family's direct bloodline as a catalyst. Neither can be missing."

Having said that.

She gathered her courage, slightly raised her eyelids, and secretly glanced at Ye Chen on the throne.

Deep down, Pei Yuluo was actually relieved that Ye Chen had won the realm.

Why had she defected at the last moment?

It was because Chu Long was a madman!

Whenever she recalled what she had endured at Prince Shun's Residence, an uncontrollable chill rose in Pei Yuluo's heart.

Her current cultivation and status had indeed been built up by Chu Long himself. Yet his body was crippled, and his mind had long since twisted to the extreme.

He simply did not treat her as a person.

She had had enough.

But General Ye before her was different.

Pei Yuluo watched Ye Chen from the corner of her eye.

Beneath that embroidered white robe was an innate air of nobility, as though he were a true dragon Son of Heaven—lofty and above all, yet dazzling beyond compare.

Pei Yuluo's cheeks grew slightly warm, and an absurd thought unexpectedly arose in her heart.

If it were this man before her...

Even if he used Chu Long's methods to punish her, she thought she would probably accept it as willingly as if drinking honey.

Ye Chen listened with great interest. This was precisely what he urgently needed.

"Go. Prepare the Imperial Heirloom Seal and the imperial bloodline." He immediately said, "I'll make the trip myself."

Pei Yuluo's heart relaxed.