At that moment, looking at the alluring Luo Qingshan, Ye Xingchen thought to himself:
When will this wish of mine finally come true?
The two were newlyweds, still wrapped in the sweetness of their love.
Suddenly, a black-robed guard appeared outside Empress Palace and bowed to them.
"Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Imperial Consort!"
Looking at the black-robed guard, Luo Qingshan asked calmly:
"What is it?"
"Your Majesty, the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty has sent envoys requesting an audience!"
Hearing the voice from below, Luo Qingshan frowned slightly.
Seeing Luo Qingshan's expression, Ye Xingchen asked:
"My wife, what's wrong? What's the background of this Great Yan Imperial Dynasty?"
Hearing her husband's question, Luo Qingshan finally remembered that although her husband was of the Human Race, he was just an ordinary member of the Human Race and knew nothing about the distribution of powers across the Divine Desolation Continent.
So she explained:
"The Great Yan Imperial Dynasty is one of the top powers among the Human Race and is extremely powerful. The Demon Race has no dealings with the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty. I don't know why they would suddenly send envoys here."
Hearing Luo Qingshan's words, Ye Xingchen instantly lost interest, boredom written all over his face.
Noticing Ye Xingchen's bored expression, Luo Qingshan smiled helplessly and said:
"If you're bored, husband, you can return to Phoenix Perch Palace first, or take a stroll around the Demon Race's territory. Once I've dealt with these matters, Shan'er will come find you."
Luo Qingshan spoke as she looked at the bored Ye Xingchen.
They had only just married. She should have taken a few days to rest and accompanied Ye Xingchen on a proper tour of the Demon Race's territory, but with matters requiring her attention, she could only let him return on his own first.
After getting to know him over the past few days, Luo Qingshan had gained some understanding of her husband's temperament. He naturally preferred peace and quiet and disliked bustle, so she could only say this helplessly.
Hearing her words, Ye Xingchen immediately stood, smiled faintly at Luo Qingshan, and turned toward Phoenix Perch Palace without a moment's delay.
Watching Ye Xingchen disappear, Luo Qingshan's eyes brimmed with tenderness. Only after looking at the black-robed guard below did she say solemnly:
"Let the envoys from the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty enter!"
Meanwhile, Ye Xingchen had already strolled leisurely back to Phoenix Perch Palace. Picking up his fishing rod, he headed for the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
After reaching the lakeside pavilion and casting his line, Ye Xingchen settled into a chair and began enjoying himself in comfort.
Of course, he had not forgotten the most important matter and immediately addressed the system:
"System, perform today's check-in!"
"Ding! Check-in in progress. Check-in successful. Congratulations, host. Reward obtained-Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower." Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower: the ancient Demon Race's race-guarding divine artifact, bestowed by heaven and earth and formed naturally, with no grade classification. Members of the Demon Race who have not undergone their transformation tribulation can enter it and transform directly. It vanished without a trace after the war between immortals and demons, greatly diminishing the Demon Race's strength from then on!
The system had already placed the Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower in the system space. To use it, he only needed to channel a wisp of immortal spiritual power into it, and it would instantly expand, becoming a true race-guarding divine artifact.
Sitting in the lakeside pavilion, Ye Xingchen jumped to his feet in excitement upon hearing the system's voice.
The Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower, the ancient Demon Race's race-guarding divine artifact?! It can let every member of the Demon Race transform successfully without undergoing the Transformation Heavenly Tribulation! This is simply a heaven-defying existence! To think I'd obtain the Demon Race's race-guarding divine artifact through a check-in!
Listening to the system's introduction, Ye Xingchen shouted inwardly in shock. The Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower truly lived up to its title as a race-guarding divine artifact.
He took the Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower out of the system space and examined it carefully in his hand. Since the system had modified it, Ye Xingchen was also afraid of a repeat of what had happened with the Emperor Sword.
He looked at the miniature Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower in his hand. Crisscrossing marks covered its entire body, as though it had weathered countless millions of years of wind and rain. An ancient air emanated from it, making its extraordinary nature apparent at a glance.
Looking at the tranquil lake, Ye Xingchen sank into thought. Just how should he place this Heavenly Demon Spirit Transformation Tower in his wife's hands?
Meanwhile, inside Empress Palace.
A middle-aged man dressed in bright yellow brocade and a young man sat on the ornate chairs below.
The young man lifted his teacup, his gaze involuntarily drifting toward the breathtaking figure above, his eyes filled with amazement.
The young man was none other than the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty's eldest prince-Yan Jing.
The middle-aged man was a prince of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty and the Yan Emperor's younger brother-Yan Wushuang.
Looking at the breathtaking figure above, Yan Jing's eyes shone with amazement as he thought:
They all say the Demon Race's empress, Luo Qingshan, is powerful and possesses peerless beauty, with countless suitors among the Human Race. Seeing her today, she truly lives up to her reputation.
It's just a pity. I heard she suddenly married, breaking countless suitors' hearts. I wonder who was so fortunate as to win the heart of a woman like her.
Just then, Yan Wushuang stood and cupped his hands toward Luo Qingshan above.
"Empress Luo, I have come to the Demon Race to invite you to the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty's first auction, which will be held in one month. There will also be exchanges between young disciples. Please be sure to attend, Your Majesty! Here is the invitation!"
With that, a dark gold invitation appeared in Yan Wushuang's hand. With a casual flick, a mysterious force carried it slowly before Luo Qingshan.
Hearing Yan Wushuang's words and looking at the dark gold invitation before her, Luo Qingshan gently reached out to accept it. Her calm, majestic voice rang out:
"Since Prince Yan has come personally to invite me, I shall certainly attend. However, might you tell me which powers have been invited to Great Yan's first auction?"
Hearing Luo Qingshan's question, Yan Wushuang smiled faintly and said proudly:
"As one of the Divine Desolation Continent's top powers, Great Yan has naturally invited every power on the continent to its first auction. The items being auctioned will certainly not disappoint you, Your Majesty!"
Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, Luo Qingshan nodded slightly, suddenly taking some interest in this Great Yan Auction.
"In that case, I shall attend in one month. Attendants, escort Prince Yan and the imperial prince to rest. Treat them well and do not neglect them!"
Luo Qingshan had barely finished when Yan Wushuang immediately said:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but I still have matters to attend to and cannot stay long. Since I have delivered the invitation, I shall take my leave."
Beside him, Yan Jing stood somewhat disappointedly upon hearing Yan Wushuang's words and cupped his hands in a bow toward the breathtaking figure above.
Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, Luo Qingshan's calm voice rang out:
"In that case, I will not impose. Upon your return, tell the Yan Emperor that I will personally visit Great Yan in one month. There is a business venture for which I wish to establish long-term cooperation with Great Yan."
Yan Wushuang was momentarily taken aback. Although he did not know what Luo Qingshan meant by long-term cooperation, he immediately replied:
"I will certainly convey your words to the Yan Emperor, Your Majesty. In one month, I shall personally welcome your arrival in Great Yan."
Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, Luo Qingshan nodded slightly. Only after having the two escorted out of Empress Palace did she sink into thought.
Once my husband has refined the pills, perhaps we can cooperate with the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty. Perhaps the Demon Race will undergo tremendous changes because of him.
Remembering her husband's guilty expression when he said he could refine pills, Luo Qingshan's eyes filled with tenderness.
Luo Qingshan could easily sense the nervousness in Ye Xingchen's heart at the time-the nervousness of fearing he would lose her. That fear of loss existed because there was love in his heart.
Although her husband had wanted to explain the reason then, Luo Qingshan had interrupted him. Just as she had once said, Ye Xingchen was her husband, and she trusted him at all times. That alone was enough.
Raising her head to look toward Phoenix Perch Palace, Luo Qingshan pictured a tall figure in her mind. Remembering what Ye Xingchen had whispered into her ear, her pretty face instantly flushed crimson. Touching her cherry lips, she murmured shyly:
"You scoundrel, if you really manage to refine those pills, I'll agree to your request. Hmph! All you do is tease me."
As though remembering something, Luo Qingshan gave an alluring little huff, her eyes overflowing with tenderness.