"You are... Princess Ling Xueyao of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty!"
Mo Yuan immediately recognized the woman in the yellow dress.
The crowd erupted in chaos, a commotion spreading.
The Great Qian Imperial Dynasty was once the sole overlord ruling the entire Eastern Continent. Whether it was the seven top-tier sects or the minor forces from all walks of life, they all bowed down and submitted to the dynasty.
Although a change of events a century ago led to the dynasty and various sects being on equal footing, the immense power accumulated over countless years still commands an aura as towering as Mount Tai. Who would dare to underestimate it in the slightest?
"Good heavens! She's actually the most mysterious princess in the royal family, Ling Xueyao!"
"Rumor has it that the princess is exceptionally beautiful and possesses extraordinary martial arts talent. The current emperor is even willing to pass the throne to her! Countless geniuses from the seven major sects have thronged to propose marriage, only to be turned away by her!"
The mockery in the crowd's eyes was replaced by intense awe, and whispers rose like a tide.
Zhang Qingfeng's face was deathly pale, and cold sweat rolled down his cheeks like soybeans from his forehead.
Jiang Lie, the Blazing Fire Sect, didn't even dare to breathe loudly, secretly glad that he hadn't been the first to provoke them.
Nangong Wuhen's eyelids twitched violently, and his face turned extremely gloomy.
Qingyang City is merely a dilapidated place on the border of the Eastern Continent, a full 108,000 miles away from the Great Qian Imperial City. Why would that high and mighty princess, who rarely shows her face, personally appear for Chu Yunfei at this critical juncture?
Chu Yunfei stood still, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as well.
He had guessed that the woman in the yellow dress was no ordinary person, but he never expected that she was actually from the Great Qian Imperial Family.
His gaze swept over Wen Jiao beside him, his mind quickly calculating the relationship between the Pill Pavilion and the royal family.
Faced with Mo Yuan's revelation, the woman in the yellow dress did not deny it in the slightest.
She merely glanced indifferently at Mo Yuan in mid-air, and then her cool voice rang out.
"Now I'm going to protect him. Does anyone have any objections?"
In short, utterly domineering.
Mo Yuan's old face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
He was a dignified elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a cultivator at the Divine Sea Realm. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Your Highness," Mo Yuan gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice, "As a princess of the Great Qian Dynasty, you should be aware of the agreement between the royal family and the sects. Are you trying to break this century-old contract by forcibly interfering in the sect feuds today?"
He narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying an undisguised threat. "Don't forget, the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty today is not what it was a hundred years ago!"
Hearing this pressure, Ling Xueyao suddenly chuckled softly.
"The imperial court is not allowed to interfere in the feuds between sects; I am naturally aware of this agreement."
Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly pointed to Chu Yunfei beside her. "But what if... Chu Yunfei were my consort? Wouldn't that be considered interfering in your feud?"
boom!
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent, followed by an even more intense gasp than before.
Prince Consort?!
Chu Yunfei is the princess's husband!
This gossip and secret instantly caused a stir among the crowd.
Chu Yunfei raised an eyebrow, even he was taken aback for a moment.
Wen Jiao stood to the side, her beautiful eyes widening instantly as she looked at her best friend in disbelief. She had made the right decision to have Ling Xueyao come over, but she hadn't asked her to get herself involved!
Behind the crowd.
Lin Wanyin bit her red lips tightly, her mature and beautiful face turning ashen.
An indescribable surge of bitterness and anger rushed to my head.
That little bastard!
He forced her into dual cultivation at Flowing Cloud Peak, tormenting her to the point of near death. Now, not only is he entangled with Wen Jiao, but he's also suddenly become the princess's consort?
Just how many women has he been having affairs with behind my back?!
Situ Shuang'er was not far away, was struck dumb, and swayed, almost losing her balance.
She stared intently at Chu Yunfei's cold, handsome profile, her fingernails piercing her palms.
The boy she considered a good-for-nothing and broke off their engagement with... has now not only defeated Heavenly Origin Realm, but has even become the high and mighty princess's consort?
A profound sense of loss gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake.
Yan Guining's delicate body trembled slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
"You..." Mo Yuan was so angry that he trembled all over, pointing at Ling Xueyao and unable to speak for a long time.
"I have no time for your nonsense." Ling Xueyao's tone turned icy, and the aura of the black-robed man beside her became extremely dangerous. "I'm taking this person with me today. If you're not satisfied, feel free to try, but the price will be far beyond what your old bones can afford."
The man in black robes took a small half-step forward.
A suffocating, deathly pressure locked onto Mo Yuan's brow.
Mo Yuan's face turned pale and then flushed, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
After weighing the pros and cons, he abruptly flicked his sleeves and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine! Your Highness, what a skillful maneuver! The Heavenly Sword Sect will remember this. Wuhen, let's go!"
Mo Yuan knew very well that if a fight broke out, he would be no match for the man in black robes.
Forcibly taking someone away will only bring shame upon oneself.
Nangong Wuhen glared at Chu Yunfei, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness, but in the end he could only grit his teeth and follow Mo Yuan, transforming into a streak of light and rushing towards the sky without looking back.
With his biggest backer gone, Zhang Qingfeng naturally dared not utter another word.
Without uttering a word, he coldly waved his hand, ordering his men to collect the bodies of Zhou Huanzhang and Xu Changqing, and then led the remaining disciples of the Azure Mystic Sect to slink away into the dense forest.
Jiang Lie of the Blazing Fire Sect ran even faster than a rabbit.
The crowd quickly dispersed.
Chu Yunfei sheathed the Abyss-Devouring Sword, his gaze piercing through the dispersing crowd, landing precisely on Lin Wanyin's back.
A mocking smile played on his lips as he reached into his pocket with his left hand and sent a voice directly into Lin Wanyin's ear.
" Aunt Lin, tonight at Drunken Moon Tower in Qingyang City, the top-class room. Don't be late."
Lin Wanyin was about to fly away on her sword, suddenly froze and stopped in her tracks.
She turned her head and glared fiercely at Chu Yunfei.
Even from dozens of feet away, Chu Yunfei could see her chest heaving slightly with anger.
"Damn it, don't even think about it!" Lin Wanyin's telepathic message came back, filled with embarrassment and anger.
Chu Yunfei grinned and put the communication talisman into his pocket.
He knew this woman too well; the more she resisted verbally, the more her body betrayed her.
She'll come tonight.
At this moment, Yan Guining slowly walked over.
She looked at Chu Yunfei with an extremely complicated expression. After hesitating for a long time, she only managed to squeeze out a dry sentence. " Chu Yunfei, now that your crisis is over, I'll head back to the sect first... Take care in the future."
Looking at the proud young girl in front of him who had almost been humiliated for delivering a message to him, Chu Yunfei felt a warmth in his heart.
"Senior Sister Yan, thank you for this." Chu Yunfei said solemnly, "I believe that with your talent, we will meet again soon."
Yan Guining didn't say anything more, gave him a deep look, and turned to walk into the depths of the dense forest.
Li Qingzhou was the last to step forward.
The Twin Peaks Master patted Chu Yunfei on the shoulder, a hint of relief on his weathered face.
"Your performance far exceeded my expectations," Li Qingzhou said. "However, be more careful when you're out in the future. If you encounter a situation like today where death is certain, run if you can, and don't always think about fighting head-on."
"Uncle Li, thank you for drawing your sword a second time today." Chu Yunfei respectfully bowed to Li Qingzhou, even though he knew that even if Li Qingzhou hadn't stopped Zhang Qingfeng, he wouldn't have been in mortal danger. But in the end, Li Qingzhou had acted for his sake.
Li Qingzhou waved his hand, turned around and took two steps, then suddenly stopped.
He turned to look at Chu Yunfei, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If one day your cultivation reaches the Dao Mysterious Realm, I hope you can come back."
Having said that, without giving Chu Yunfei a chance to ask any questions, Li Qingzhou transformed into a streak of cyan sword light and soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.
Dao Mysterious Realm?
Chu Yunfei gazed at the sky, lost in thought.
That's a terrifying level, a whole realm higher than the Divine Sea Realm.
Uncle Li told him to go to that level and then come back. Could he be hiding some secret?
The Rogue Cultivator around had all fled by this time.
Although no one dared to claim the bounty today, witnessing the Azure Mystic Sect's outcast disciple kill elders in succession and catching a glimpse of the princess's magnificence was enough for them to brag about for half a year back at the tavern.
Half an hour later.
Qingyang City, the backyard of the Pill Pavilion.
Inside the tranquil pavilion, Chu Yunfei held a cup of freshly brewed spiritual tea and took a gentle sip.
Sitting opposite him were Wen Jiao and Ling Xueyao, who had already removed her pale yellow veil.
The moment I saw Ling Xueyao's true face.
Even though Chu Yunfei had lived two lives and was used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauties, his gaze couldn't help but linger for three seconds.
It was a face without a single flaw, with skin as white as snow and eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting.
Especially her innate noble and aloof temperament, combined with her languid posture sitting opposite her, made her an irresistible enchantress.
Coming to his senses, Chu Yunfei put down his teacup and leaned back in his chair quite naturally.
"Thank you very much, Your Highness and Pavilion Master Wen, for helping me out today. I am deeply grateful."
Ling Xueyao glanced at him while holding her teacup and said calmly, "No need for thanks. But, Young Master Chu, don't you have any questions for me?"
Chu Yunfei smiled, "Of course. Your Highness, could you tell me about the agreement between the royal family and the sects that you and that old dog discussed? And also..."
Chu Yunfei leaned forward, staring into Ling Xueyao's eyes. "Why did you say I was your consort in front of so many people?"