Still Talking Tough

"Ancestor!"

Su Yao was tossed into the chaotic mist by Della, who held her by the back of her collar. The lingering panic on her face had yet to fade.

Looking up and seeing Perfected Wucang inside the barrier, her eyes instantly reddened. She stumbled forward a couple of steps, her voice laced with a sob.

"Ancestor!"

"Please seek justice for me, Ancestor!"

She was still wearing the maid outfit prepared by Ye Chuan. The waist-cinching cut perfectly accentuated her fiery figure, and her full chest heaved with her rapid breathing.

Even with her face full of panic, it couldn't hide her alluring beauty.

But just as she threw herself at the barrier, she was repelled by the rules of the chaotic domain and fell heavily to the ground.

"Su Yao?! Why are you here?!" Perfected Wucang's pupils shrank, and his originally unshakable Dao heart was instantly thrown into chaos!

"You brat! Why did you drag her in here?! If you have a problem, come at me! Let her go!"

He never expected Ye Chuan to be so despicable as to snatch the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land—his only bloodline—from Profound Crystal City and bring her into this bizarre chaotic domain!

"Hehehe..." Ye Chuan let out a low, wicked laugh. He stepped forward, grabbed the back of Su Yao's neck, and lifted her up like a kitten.

Seeing Perfected Wucang getting anxious, he used his other hand to pinch her cheeks, forcing her to look in Perfected Wucang's direction.

"Since the two of us are just wasting time stalling here anyway, how about I show you some entertainment?"

"Despicable! Shameless! What kind of cultivator are you?! To actually use such underhanded methods!"

"I have lived for ten thousand years, and I have never seen a cultivator like you!"

"We cultivators value a clear mind and few desires, but you... you! I have never seen someone so brazen and shameless!"

Perfected Wucang trembled with rage. The Wutong Dao principles around him vibrated madly, and he crashed against the golden barrier until it buzzed, yet he still couldn't break through the seal of the chaotic domain.

"She is just a junior! You have already killed so many people from the Holy Land, this matter has nothing to do with her!"

"Nothing to do with her?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. He squeezed his fingers, pinching Su Yao's cheeks until they hurt, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, when you slaughtered an entire sect just because someone said one wrong word to you, why didn't you say it had nothing to do with you?"

"When you led the disciples of the Wutong Holy Land to besiege my Yuxu Sect, why didn't you say you were innocent?"

Su Yao trembled all over. Meeting Ye Chuan's mocking and icy eyes, the shock in her heart swept over her like a tsunami.

Even now, she couldn't believe what was happening right in front of her.

Just a moment ago, she was in Profound Crystal City, waiting for her Ancestor to capture this arrogant junior, Ye Chuan.

But in the next second, she was grabbed by a giant armored figure burning with purple flames and dragged into this strange space.

She had thought that with her Ancestor taking action, Ye Chuan would surely die, but the scene before her completely overturned her understanding—

Her Ascension Realm Ancestor, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and had half a foot in the Immortal Realm, was actually forced by this junior—who was only at the Mahayana Realm a short while ago—to cower inside a barrier, not daring to come out!

Even she, the Holy Maiden of the Wutong Holy Land, had been casually snatched in and used as a bargaining chip to threaten her Ancestor!

"You... let me go!" Su Yao snapped back to reality, struggling with shame and anger. She raised her hand, wanting to circulate her spiritual energy to attack Ye Chuan!

However, her spiritual energy had already been sealed by Ye Chuan. Even the tiny trace she managed to muster was instantly swallowed by the chaotic mist, not even producing a single spark.

Not to mention, the pure white chaotic power left inside Su Yao's body was constantly eroding her spiritual energy.

"My Ancestor is a mighty figure in the Ascension Realm! If you dare touch a single hair on my head, he will definitely grind your bones to dust!"

"Oh? An Ascension Realm mighty figure?" Ye Chuan sneered, reaching out to lift her chin.

"Look at your Ancestor. Does he dare to make a move right now? He can't even protect himself, yet he wants to protect you?"

"You can't protect anything, old man."

He looked up at Perfected Wucang, who was glaring so hard his eyes were about to split open inside the barrier, and spoke in a light, breezy tone.

"You!" Wucang was furious, his voice like rolling thunder. "I am only nearing the end of my lifespan and unwilling to strike. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Ye Chuan couldn't be bothered to listen, casually saying,

"Old thing, how about we make a deal? If you voluntarily erase your soul's consciousness and become the main soul of my Human Emperor Banner, I will let your Wutong Holy Land go."

After speaking, Ye Chuan didn't forget to summon the Human Emperor Banner. The skulls on it opened their mouths, emitting the roars of countless vengeful spirits.

The glittering golden banner gave off an evil aura, creating a natural sense of incongruity.

"In your dreams!!" Perfected Wucang shouted angrily, his eyes filled with monstrous hatred.

"You demonic heretic! You evil cultivator fiend! Even if my soul is completely shattered, I will never let you have your way!"

"The Human Emperor Banner is an ultimate treasure of the human race. For you to actually want to use it to imprison my soul is simply a desecration of the treasure!"

"No, that isn't the Human Emperor Banner at all!"

"Since when does the Human Emperor Banner billow out black smoke like that!"

"Evil cultivator?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. Instead of getting angry, he smiled even more cheerfully. He leaned down close to Su Yao's ear and said in a voice only the two of them could hear,

"Thank your Ancestor for the compliment, Your Highness the Holy Maiden."

As his warm breath brushed past her ear, Su Yao stiffened completely. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson. She turned her head away in shame and anger, only to be forcefully turned back by Ye Chuan pinching her chin.

"Since your Ancestor won't agree, then we'll just have to put on a show for him to see," Ye Chuan chuckled lightly.

"Don't you dare!!" Su Yao screamed, struggling madly, tears forced out of her eyes.

Su Yao had already been severely eroded by the chaotic power earlier, and now her wounds were even continuously bleeding. Meeting Ye Chuan's gaze, a look of fear leaked into her eyes.

"Ancestor, how goes your consideration?" Ye Chuan asked Perfected Wucang not far away.

But right at this moment, Wucang calmed down. It was as if he had circulated some sort of cultivation method, and his fluctuating emotions almost entirely vanished.

"Mortal flesh and blood, if you are attached to this, I will not stop you," Perfected Wucang said coldly. "But remember everything you have done."

"I will destroy you at all costs."

"Is that so?" After hearing this sentence, Ye Chuan felt like he had heard it somewhere before, but he didn't mind.

Casually taking out a spiritual treasure whip from his spatial backpack, he lashed it directly onto Su Yao's body.

The crisp sound was exceptionally loud in the chaotic domain, like a resounding slap across Perfected Wucang's face.

"Dammit!!!!!" Seeing Ye Chuan act so brazenly, the holy flames on Perfected Wucang's body surged.

"Ancestor..." After all, with her spiritual energy scattered, Su Yao had absolutely no spells to resist with. One must know that with her Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivation, she would normally have been virtually immune to this level of force.

"Huang Haotian, I will not let you off," Su Yao said to Ye Chuan through gritted teeth.

"Still acting tough?" Ye Chuan was amused.