Will You Come With Me?

"Qin Ruoxian, what do you mean by that?!" Hearing this, Ye Qingwan's expression instantly turned ugly as she glared at Qin Ruoxian.

Qin Ruoxian merely cast a faint glance at Ye Qingwan and said, "The Great Yan Royal Family? Can't even understand human speech? And you're asking me?"

Ye Qingwan trembled with rage—this was the first time anyone had dared to talk back to her like this. She snorted coldly and said, "You seem to have forgotten where you are. Qingxuan, seize her. Let the Great Qin's ruler come personally to claim her!"

"Are you implying you don't take this old man seriously?!" At that, the elder beside Qin Ruoxian darkened his expression, stepped forward, and unleashed the terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Feeling this pressure, both Ye Qingwan and Ye Qingxuan's faces changed, but they showed little fear.

Ye Qingwan took out a jade talisman and crushed it. A streak of light shot up from the imperial city, arriving at their location within a few breaths.

"Old Ghost Nangong, still not dead yet!" Seeing the newcomer, the elder's face grew solemn as he spoke coldly.

"Old Ghost Situ, if you haven't died, how could I bear to?" Nangong Wushe looked at Situ Guang with a cold smile, raising his hand to dispel Situ Guang's pressure completely.

Nangong Wushe, one of the Great Yan Royal Family's protectors, was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, a full minor realm above Situ Guang's Nascent Soul Early Stage.

In the path of cultivation, the deeper one's cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm.

Though Nangong was only one minor realm above Situ, for an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator, that single minor realm was like an insurmountable chasm.

"You've picked the wrong place to cause trouble in Great Yan. Don't worry, I won't take your life. In a few days, I'll have your father come to claim you in person! Protector Nangong, seize her!" Ye Qingwan ordered.

Nangong Wushe turned his gaze to Situ Guang. "Will you surrender, or shall we fight?"

Situ Guang sneered, "It's been over ten years since we last crossed hands. I'd like to see if your cultivation has improved!"

With that, Situ Guang raised a finger and pointed, sending a beam of spiritual light shooting straight at Nangong Wushe.

Nangong Wushe smiled faintly, formed hand seals, and conjured a light shield before him, blocking the spiritual light entirely. Then he stepped forward, vanishing in an instant, reappearing right in front of Situ Guang.

Situ Guang's face changed drastically. He tried to counterattack, but it was too late. Nangong Wushe seized his pulse gate, instantly suppressing the surging spiritual power within Situ Guang's body.

"You're about to break through to the Late Stage?" Situ Guang glared at Nangong Wushe with a grim expression.

Nangong Wushe nodded with a smile, his expression full of arrogance. Without further explanation, he turned his gaze to Qin Ruoxian beside them. With a sweep of his sleeve, an invisible wave of spiritual power spread out, aiming to restrain her.

But the next moment, a thunderclap rang out. Nangong Wushe only saw a flash of lightning before his eyes. Ye Yu stood solemnly in front of Qin Ruoxian, throwing a punch that shattered Nangong Wushe's spiritual power.

Before anyone could process what had happened, Ye Yu's icy voice rang out.

"Touch her, and you die."

The voice was cold, brimming with endless killing intent. Nangong Wushe couldn't help but shudder. When he saw the person before him clearly, his expression shifted slightly. "Your... Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

"I am no longer the Crown Prince of Great Yan. Let go!" Ye Yu said flatly, looking at Nangong Wushe's hand gripping Situ Guang's pulse gate.

Qin Ruoxian, standing behind Ye Yu, blushed slightly. She tucked away the jade talisman in her hand and pretended to look elsewhere nonchalantly, though her eyes kept stealing glances at the back before her.

Hearing this, Nangong Wushe quickly released his grip. He knew Ye Yu well—in fact, the reason he had even touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul Late Stage was thanks to Ye Yu's guidance.

Half a year ago, he had been sent to inspect the condition of the Nine Nether Blood Spring. It was there that he witnessed Ye Yu's power and extraordinariness. He had seen with his own eyes Ye Yu slay a Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator who emerged from the Blood Spring with a single sword strike.

It was also during that encounter that Ye Yu gave him a few pointers, allowing him to grope toward the threshold of the Nascent Soul Late Stage within six months.

"Where did you get Golden Core Stage cultivation? Fine! Even after leaving the palace, you dare to steal a precious treasure! Protector Nangong, seize this cur for me!" Ye Qingwan was burning with fury.

She knew well that Ye Yu's spiritual root had vanished. For him to now possess Golden Core Stage cultivation, he must have stolen some treasure.

Nangong Wushe frowned in confusion, looking at Ye Qingwan. He had been in seclusion in the palace's secret grounds for the past six months, completely unaware of external affairs. He couldn't make sense of the scene before him.

"Your Highness, what is this?"

"This waste has been expelled from the royal family. Protector Nangong, I order you now to seize him! He dares to steal a precious treasure—such a treasure should only belong to Xiao Xuan. What right does a waste like you have to it?!" Ye Qingwan's face was cold, her teeth clenched as she spoke.

Nangong Wushe's expression grew complicated as he looked at Ye Yu, unsure of what to do.

"Are you going to defy my orders? Fine, I'll do it myself!" Seeing Nangong Wushe hesitate, Ye Qingwan could no longer suppress her rage. She formed hand seals and lunged straight at Ye Yu.

As Ye Qingwan charged, a glint of cold light flashed in Ye Yu's eyes. He stepped forward, and terrifying spiritual power surged forth. Ye Qingwan's expression changed drastically—she could truly feel the killing intent in it. Ye Yu really wanted to kill her!

Seeing this, Nangong Wushe's face turned pale. He rushed in front of Ye Qingwan to block her, letting out a muffled grunt as he swallowed the rising taste of blood. He said helplessly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince... this... we're all family. Why must it come to this..."

"Family? Who's family with this cur? I want him dead!" After sensing Ye Yu's killing intent, Ye Qingwan grew even more ferocious, ready to strike again, but Ye Qingxuan held her back.

"Eldest Sister, calm down. Don't let others see a joke."

Hearing this, Ye Qingwan glanced at Qin Ruoxian and finally gritted her teeth. "Cur, I'll give you one last chance. Come with me obediently—this is your only chance! Otherwise, you'll never set foot in Great Yan again!"

Nangong Wushe watched this scene, his brows tightly knit. He couldn't understand how things had come to this. The Crown Prince's excellence was clear for all to see, yet now they seemed like mortal enemies! What had happened during this time?

Ye Yu cast a faint glance at Ye Qingwan, ignoring the madwoman. He turned around and looked tenderly at Qin Ruoxian, speaking softly, "How are you? Not scared, are you?"

Feeling Ye Yu's gentleness, Qin Ruoxian was momentarily flustered. She cleared her throat and forced herself to stay calm. "What could happen to me? So, are you coming with me?"

By the end, Qin Ruoxian felt her heart was about to leap out of her throat.

But to her surprise, Ye Yu pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "No."