The Great Qian Imperial Palace, along the palace road.
Faced with the words, "Tonight, I'll lend you my bike,"...
Ling Xueyao froze for several breaths.
She almost doubted that she had heard correctly.
He had just said he wanted to become stronger as soon as possible, but in the blink of an eye, he seriously asked her to borrow a horse.
That bastard's mind is never on anything worthwhile!
A blush rose to her cheeks.
Ling Xueyao suddenly broke free from Chu Yunfei's arm.
The golden slender sword was drawn with a soft hum, its cold blade slicing between the two men and stopping firmly in front of Chu Yunfei's groin.
Chu Yunfei!
"You lecherous scoundrel, how dare you spout such nonsense!"
Ling Xueyao's phoenix eyes were filled with anger, but her hand holding the sword did not actually move forward. "Do you believe that I will teach you a lesson today, so that you will never be able to ride anyone's horse again?"
Chu Yunfei glanced down at the sword's edge, his eye twitching slightly.
The woman spoke harshly, yet the tip of her sword remained half an inch away from her robes.
However, she had just broken through to the Divine Sea Realm and had not yet fully adapted to controlling her spiritual power. If she were to accidentally flick her wrist in a moment of emotional excitement, things could really get out of hand.
He slowly raised his hands, but there was little fear on his face.
"Your Highness, you must be careful. If the sword slips, you will truly be a widow."
"Being a widow is fine, I don't care!"
Ling Xueyao sneered, and the tip of her sword moved forward a little further, almost touching the black robe.
Chu Yunfei looked at her reddened ears and suddenly smiled.
"That's not what Her Highness did last night."
"I remember you found it quite easy to use back then, and you were reluctant to let go. Now, only half a day has passed, and you're saying you don't care anymore?"
Ling Xueyao's mind went blank for a moment.
The memory she had buried deep in her heart last night resurfaced.
" Chu Yunfei, you bastard, you..."
Ling Xueyao's cheeks flushed red, and even her neck was tinged with a thin layer of red.
She said "you" several times, but couldn't find a single word to retort.
Chu Yunfei seized the opportunity, raised his right hand, pinched the sword between his index and middle fingers, and gently deflected it to the side.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword can even cut through earth-grade spiritual weapons, and his current physical body is strong enough to withstand ordinary weapons. However, the sword in Ling Xueyao's hand is of a high grade, and he has no intention of testing its edge on himself.
After the sword was moved aside, Chu Yunfei took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulder and pull her to his side.
"Your Highness, stop fooling around. It's not like you haven't ridden one before."
He patted Ling Xueyao on the shoulder, his tone natural. "Besides, last night was also for cultivation. You broke through to the Divine Sea Realm, and I broke through several levels. We all benefited."
Ling Xueyao was still feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
Upon hearing the words "for cultivation," her expression suddenly changed.
Although she initially lost the ability to resist last night, she was not completely unconscious afterward.
Especially the second and third times, Chu Yunfei had clearly regained his senses, yet he still used the pretense of circulating his cultivation technique to bully her time and time again.
Now, in his mouth, those things have all become cultivation?
Chu Yunfei.
Ling Xueyao broke free from his arm and slowly sheathed the golden slender sword.
Her eyes, hidden behind the veil, were filled with hostility.
"You mean, you rode... touched me, just for the sake of cultivation?"
Chu Yunfei sensed the danger hidden in those words and did not answer rashly.
He turned to the side, scrutinized Ling Xueyao for a few moments, and suddenly asked, "So, Your Highness, what answer do you hope I will give, yes or no?"
Ling Xueyao's gaze sharpened.
This guy is clearly making fun of her again.
If she hopes the answer is yes, wouldn't that be admitting that last night was just a training session? If she hopes the answer is no, wouldn't that be admitting that she cares about whether he truly wants to get close to her?
No matter how she answers, she'll be the one who suffers.
Ling Xueyao glared at Chu Yunfei, then turned and left.
"I don't want to hear your excuses."
She took a few steps, then, as if feeling her words lacked force, added coldly, "From this day forward, you will never touch me again."
After saying that, she turned and walked away quickly.
Her moon-white dress swayed gently with each step, her silhouette remaining dignified and aloof.
But his pace, which was much faster than usual, seemed to carry a sense of fleeing in panic.
Chu Yunfei stood there, touching his nose.
The horse had a worse temper than he had expected.
However, Ling Xueyao was shy, and this was her first time having such an intimate relationship with a man. Her mind was in turmoil, and it was normal for her to be annoyed by his continuous teasing.
I'm afraid it won't be time for him to calm down.
Xiaoxiao Dragon's lazy voice echoed from his sea of consciousness.
"You brat, I think you're doing this on purpose."
"Knowing full well that she's easily embarrassed, he still insisted on provoking her to the point of no return."
Chu Yunfei turned and walked towards the palace gate.
She held a sword to my throat; I couldn't just stand there and let her bully me.
"Bully?"
Xiaoxiao Dragon chuckled.
"You tormented her so much last night that she could barely walk, and she scared you a couple of times with a sword. Is that considered bullying?"
Chu Yunfei ignored her.
It was still early.
Ling Xueyao didn't want to see him anytime soon, and he didn't plan to return to his palace immediately.
After arriving in the capital, he spent most of his time in the palace and had not yet truly seen the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Now, his cultivation has broken through to the Heavenly Origin Realm Fifth Layer, and he has also mastered the Great Heaven-Burning Art.
As long as he doesn't encounter Dao Mysterious Realm expert, he is confident he can escape even if Divine Sea Realm Middle Stage expert attacks.
The palace guards recognized him as the prospective prince consort and did not stop him.
Chu Yunfei left the palace gate alone and walked along the East Street of the Imperial City.
The imperial city remained bustling even in the afternoon.
The streets were lined with restaurants and shops, and stalls selling elixirs, weapons, and array stones were everywhere.
With the Seven Sects Grand Competition approaching, martial artists from all sides are gathering in the imperial city, and even the prices of ordinary inns have increased several times over.
Chu Yunfei walked along East Street for less than a quarter of an hour before he heard many people still discussing the Jingyuan Hall.
Some say he killed a true disciple of the Cangyun Sect with a single punch.
Some say he fought three holy sons alone and finally beheaded Qin Hao.
The rumors grew increasingly outrageous, with some even claiming with certainty that Ling Xueyao was already pregnant with his child, forcing the royal family to accept him as their son-in-law.
Chu Yunfei's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this.
What happened at noon could be spread like this by the afternoon.
In a few days, people will probably even come up with names for their children.
He ignored it and continued strolling leisurely along East Street.
Many martial artists along the way would subconsciously take a second look at him when they saw the Abyss-Devouring Sword at his waist and his black clothes.
When someone recognized him, their eyes were filled with awe.
Some people stared at his storage ring, a fleeting thought of greed crossing their minds, but no one dared to actually approach.
But just as he reached the entrance of a restaurant...
A faint whooshing sound suddenly came from above.
Chu Yunfei didn't stop walking; he raised his right hand upwards.
Snap!
He held the two jade chopsticks, imbued with spiritual energy, firmly between his fingers.
The tip of the jade chopsticks was less than three inches from the center of the eyebrows, yet the chilling power contained within was still vibrating. If it were an ordinary Heavenly Origin Realm cultivator, even if they blocked the chopsticks, their internal energy would still invade their meridians.
Chu Yunfei gently ground his five fingers together.
The two jade chopsticks turned into powder and fell from between his fingers.
Pedestrians on the street stopped in their tracks and looked in the direction from which the jade chopsticks had flown.
The second floor of a restaurant facing the street.
A young man dressed in black sat by the window. He had a handsome face, but his eyes were sinister. He held a cup of spirit wine in his right hand.
The old man in black robes sat opposite the young man, never raising his eyes from beginning to end, as if the probing had nothing to do with him.
The young man in black put down his wine glass and gave a sinister smile.
"To be able to kill a true disciple of the Cangyun Sect with a single punch, the Great Qian Prince Consort is indeed quite capable. However, that was merely a greeting. You may not be able to withstand my next move."
Someone recognized the young man in black, and their expression immediately changed.
"He is Li Tianxing, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Evil Devil Sect Li Tianxing!"