The Two Emperors' Speculations, the Maidservant's Exalted Status

"You wicked disciple!"

Liu Changqing didn't give her a chance to speak at all. With a fierce shout, the pressure of Immortal Lord descended like a mountain, directly forcing Qingxue to kneel on the ground!

"How dare you ask that?!"

Liu Changqing pointed at Qingxue, his fingers trembling with anger.

"Do you even know how much trouble you've caused outside?!"

"How dare they associate with that reckless Dongfang Yueming and openly offend His Highness the Third Prince!"

"Are you trying to drag the entire Clear Spirit Sect down with you?!"

Qingxue raised her head with difficulty, her eyes filled with stubbornness and incomprehension.

"Sect Master... I have already said that I am now the master's maid, and my relationship with the sect..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Changqing laughed in fury, "Master? That Dongfang Yueming is already a dead man!"

"Immortal Emperor Yan Nantian himself intervened, and he has already been reduced to ashes! You still expect a dead man to save you?"

"Dead... dead?"

Although she had heard the rumors before, when she heard the confirmed news of his death from the sect leader, Qingxue felt dizzy and the last pillar of support in her heart collapsed!

"No... I don't believe it..." she murmured to herself, tears welling up in her eyes.

Believe it or not, it's not up to you!

Liu Changqing's eyes were cold, devoid of any pity.

"Although the Third Prince hasn't said it explicitly, the royal family's attitude towards our Clear Spirit Sect has taken a sharp turn for the worse! If we don't hand you over to appease His Highness's anger, our Clear Spirit Sect's tens of thousands of years of foundation will be destroyed in an instant!"

"Someone come here!"

He coldly gave the order.

"Seal her cultivation! Dress her in the ' Heavenly Demon Dance Robe '!"

Three days later, the Third Prince hosted a banquet for his guests at the "Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

"You must perform a dance to apologize in front of all the city's powerful and wealthy, and then..."

Liu Changqing paused, a cruel resolve flashing in his eyes.

"... I offer myself as your bedmate, to serve Your Highness!"

"What?!"

Qingxue's eyes widened suddenly, her face turning deathly pale, devoid of any color!

A dance performance?!

Offering yourself as my bedmate?!

This is not just about taking her life, but about utterly trampling her dignity underfoot and crushing it into the mud!

She was once a high and mighty saint, the white moonlight in the hearts of countless people.

Now, the sect actually wants her to serve men with her beauty, like a lowly prostitute?!

"No! I don't want to!"

"I am the Holy Maiden of the Clear Spirit Sect! You cannot treat me like this!"

Qingxue struggled frantically, trying to mobilize the immortal power within her body to resist.

"Hmph, it's not up to you!"

Liu Changqing snorted coldly and flicked his finger.

Several restrictions were instantly injected into Qingxue's body, sealing off her dantian.

"From the moment you followed that demon, you ceased to be a saint!"

"You are merely a gift for my Clear Spirit Sect to save its own life..."

"Take away!"

Several elders stepped forward expressionlessly and, like dragging a dead dog, lifted up Qingxue, whose face was filled with despair.

The Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital, the Forbidden Palace.

Layer upon layer of isolation arrays, powerful enough to withstand the bombardment of Peak Immortal Lord, enveloped this side hall completely.

There were only two people inside the hall.

Zi Wuji, the ruler of Ziwei Kingdom, and Yan Nantian, the ruler of Great Yan Kingdom.

The two sat facing each other, the tea in front of them long since cold, but neither of them had the heart to taste it.

"Brother Yan," Zi Wuji broke the silence first, his voice low and tinged with barely concealed anxiety, "That person... has disappeared."

No trace of him has been found anywhere in or around the capital.

Even the Purple Gold Ore Vein he had looted completely has fallen silent.

Upon hearing this, Yan Nantian took a deep breath, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes, which had seen many vicissitudes of life.

"Disappeared..."

"Brother Zi, have you ever wondered why a peerless genius who just acquired a massive amount of resources and whose cultivation level is only at the Immortal General Perfection realm would suddenly disappear without a trace?"

Zi Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrifying thought instantly occupied his mind.

"You mean... he's in seclusion?!"

"Good!"

Yan Nantian nodded heavily, his voice hoarse.

"He holds fifth-tier immortal gold, millions of immortal stones, and has mastered a Perfection Higher Law..."

Everything is ready, except for the east wind.

"He's... attempting to break through to the Immortal Lord realm!"

"Boom--!"

This speculation was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a tidal wave in their hearts!

Zi Wuji's fingers trembled involuntarily.

"When one is Immortal General, one can defy Immortal Lord and even force you and me to retreat..."

"If he were to break through to the Immortal Lord..."

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the undisguised fear deep in each other's eyes!

Once that young man in blue robes reaches the Immortal Lord Realm, coupled with his bizarre physical body and terrifying Higher Law, who in this mid-level Immortal Dynasty could possibly control him?!

Even if those two Immortal Emperor joined forces, they might not necessarily come out on top!

"No! We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die!"

Zi Wuji stood up and paced back and forth in the hall. "We must do something before he emerges from seclusion!"

"What are we going to do? Charge in?" Yan Nantian smiled wryly. "Do you even know where he's in seclusion? Even if you do, would you dare to make a move? What if he really does have a protector behind him..."

Zi Wuji froze, then slumped down.

Yes, I wouldn't dare.

This is like a sword hanging over their heads; they can't hit it, they can't scold it, they can only treat it with deference.

"The current situation is that we've offended him," Yan Nantian said quietly. "Although I've paid compensation and you've pretended not to know anything about the mine, it's still a potential problem."

"We desperately need an opportunity... an opportunity to ease tensions, or even... to appease him!"

Just as the two Immortal Emperor were frowning and looking like ants on a hot pan...

"Buzz--!"

Outside the hall, a communication talisman, triggered only by the highest-level emergency military intelligence, flew through the air and hovered outside the barrier.

Zi Wuji frowned, waved his hand to open the restriction, and took the communication talisman into his hand.

A sweep of divine sense.

The next second, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his previously gloomy face, which then quickly transformed into... ecstasy!

"Brother Yan! An opportunity! A golden opportunity!"

Zi Wuji's voice trembled with excitement.

"What's wrong?" Yan Nantian asked, looking bewildered.

"Look!"

Zi Wuji handed over the communication talisman, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Our secret agents just discovered that before Dongfang Yueming entered the capital, he was accompanied by a woman named ' Qingxue '!"

"This woman was originally a holy maiden of the Clear Spirit Sect, but later... she became his maid!"

"And now..."

Yan Nantian took the communication talisman, quickly scanned it, and then his eyes widened even more!

"The Clear Spirit Sect, in order to curry favor with your third son, actually... captured Qingxue?!"

"His cultivation has been sealed, and he's preparing to send him to the Third Prince's residence tonight... as a plaything?!"

"This..."

The two looked at each other, and after a brief silence, they both gasped in shock!

"They're courting death! The Clear Spirit Sect is practically committing a fatal act!"

"And that idiot Old Three!" Zi Wuji cursed angrily, "It's one thing to be spoiled all the time, but how dare he mess with that man's people? Does he think he's got a death wish, or does he think the Ziwei royal family is too tough?!"

If Dongfang Yueming were to find out after emerging from seclusion that his personal maid had been treated like merchandise and sent away to be humiliated...

The consequences...

The two Immortal Emperor felt their scalps tingle just from thinking about it!

That would truly result in rivers of blood and utter chaos!

But then I thought...

A brilliant light suddenly flashed in Yan Nantian's eyes!

"Brother Zi! Isn't this the opportunity we've been searching for?!"

"Providing help in times of need is far better than adding flowers to brocade!"

"If only we could rescue that maidservant like a divine intervention before she is humiliated, and treat her as an honored guest..."

"This is an incredible favor!"

Zi Wuji reacted instantly and slapped his thigh in excitement!

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Not only will this quell the young master's anger, but we can also use this opportunity to curry favor with him and make our stance clear!"

"As long as we serve this maid well, even if that young master is somewhat dissatisfied after he emerges from seclusion, he won't kill us out of consideration for the maid!"

"There's no time to lose!"

Yan Nantian suddenly stood up, his Middle-Stage Immortal Emperor aura concealed, but the surrounding space had already begun to distort violently.

"This matter requires our personal involvement to demonstrate our sincerity!"

"Even if it means using the power of Immortal Emperor to tear through the Xukong, we must intercept them before the Clear Spirit Sect sends them out!"

Zi Wuji nodded emphatically, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"As for that blind Clear Spirit Sect..."

"Hmph! Since they want to die, then so be it!"

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation.

The two Immortal Emperor, these two men who stood at the pinnacle of power in the middle-level Celestial Dynasties, were now acting like two firefighters rushing to put out a fire, without even bringing any attendants, directly in the main hall...

Tear the Xukong apart!

"Boom--!"

Space shattered, and two terrifying figures instantly disappeared into the Xukong turbulence, rushing towards the Clear Spirit Sect's base!

Only a group of bewildered guards were left outside the hall, looking at each other in confusion.

"Where are Your Majesty and the Yan Emperor...?"

"Judging from this... they're radiating murderous intent. Are they going to wipe out some foolish sect?"