Another Female Monster Is Coming

Dead silence.

Absolute dead silence.

Even the Body Integration realm Blood Demon Patriarch shut his mouth. Ten thousand premium spirit stones? He couldn't gather that much even if he sold his Blood Demon Sect!

"Madman... this is a madman!"

"Where did he get so much money? Is he the God of Wealth descended from the upper realm?"

The auction hammer fell.

"Sold! Congratulations to this young master!"

However, at the exact moment the deal was struck.

"Kekeke..."

The Blood Demon Patriarch's private box suddenly exploded. A blood-red figure, like a goshawk striking a rabbit, charged directly at Ye Xuan with world-destroying momentum!

"I want the money! And I want the person too! Kid, go to hell!"

It wasn't just him; seven or eight Void Refinement and Soul Formation realm demonic heads around them, who had long been unable to hold back, also made their moves simultaneously.

Murder and rob!

In this City of Sin, this was the most common play.

"Young Master, watch out!" Ying'er screamed in terror.

A cold gleam flashed in Wu Lingxiao's eyes as she prepared to undo her seal and go on a killing spree.

But Ye Xuan was faster than her.

He didn't retreat, didn't dodge, and didn't even let Wu Lingxiao intervene.

Tapping his toes, his entire body transformed into a white rainbow. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging directly toward the cage on the auction stage right into the overwhelming killing moves!

"Boom!"

The pressure of the Body Integration realm pressed down like a massive mountain.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul realm cultivator, they would have been crushed into meat paste long ago.

But on Ye Xuan's body, a faint yet sacred and inviolable white light suddenly lit up.

"My life is flawless, my Dao is boundless."

Ye Xuan chuckled lightly. The pressure, which was enough to crush the void, slid off him like melting snow the moment it touched his body.

Impervious to all methods! The Flawless Dao Body!

Under the utterly horrified gazes of everyone, Ye Xuan broke through the blockade and landed in front of the cage.

He tore open the refined iron cage with his bare hands, then reached out without hesitation, pulling the shivering purple-clad woman into his arms!

"Don't be afraid."

Ye Xuan's voice was gentle yet firm, clearly transmitting into the ears of the purple-clad woman amidst the chaotic killing field:

"I will take you home."

The purple-clad woman's body suddenly stiffened.

She widened her eyes, feeling the warm embrace of this man and smelling the scent on him that had haunted her dreams for countless days and nights.

This was... his scent.

It really was him.

In this instant, the disguise in the depths of the purple-clad woman's eyes almost shattered. She tremblingly reached out her hands and hugged Ye Xuan's waist tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

That was not fear.

It was a spasm of extreme excitement.

I caught you...

My medicine...

Meanwhile, off the stage.

Looking at the tightly embracing duo, looking at the face of the purple-clad woman pressed against Ye Xuan's chest—a face that seemed terrified but was actually enjoying it.

The world in Wu Lingxiao's eyes turned blood-red.

"Courting death..."

"You bunch of ants... causing Consort Xuan to hug that bitch... you all deserve to die!"

An indescribably terrifying divine sense erupted instantly with Wu Lingxiao at the center.

There were no techniques, only a pure mental shockwave that crushed everything.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Several Soul Formation and Void Refinement realm demonic cultivators who had surrounded them did not even utter a scream before their heads exploded on the spot like watermelons!

Even the Blood Demon Patriarch in mid-air let out a muffled groan, bleeding from his seven orifices. His soul suffered heavy damage, and he flew backward in terror: "Tribulation Transcendence realm divine sense? No... what kind of monster is this?!"

Taking advantage of this momentary chaos.

Ye Xuan willed it.

"Purple Heaven Palace! Appear!"

Buzz!

A streak of purple light shot out from between his eyebrows, instantly transforming into the phantom of a majestic palace, sweeping him, the purple-clad woman, as well as Wu Lingxiao and Ying'er off the stage into it.

The next second.

The Purple Heaven Palace tore through the void and disappeared without a trace.

Leaving behind only a devastated auction house and a group of demonic path giants questioning their lives.

At the edge of the Southern Province, amidst uninhabited green hills and clear waters.

The void split open, and the Purple Heaven Palace spat out a few figures before turning back into a stream of light and drilling into the spot between Ye Xuan's eyebrows.

Ye Xuan landed, still holding the purple-clad woman from earlier in his arms.

"We're here. It's safe now."

Ye Xuan did not lust after her beauty. The moment he landed, he let go in an extremely gentlemanly manner, taking a step back to create some distance.

The movement was smooth and flowing, without the slightest hesitation.

The purple-clad woman only felt her embrace empty out. The sense of loss from the sudden departure of that warmth left her heart feeling hollow.

She stumbled slightly, raising those large, misty eyes to look at Ye Xuan pitifully:

"Benefactor..."

"Zi Yao... thanks Benefactor for saving my life."

Saying that, she was about to kneel.

Ye Xuan quickly supported her with his spiritual energy and smiled, "It was just lifting a finger. Miss, you don't need to mention it."

Wu Lingxiao, standing to the side, stared fixedly at Zi Yao. If looks could kill, she would have been sliced into pieces ten thousand times over by now.

She stepped forward, calmly blocking the space between Ye Xuan and Zi Yi, and said with a fake smile:

"This little sister, since you are already safe, let's part ways here."

"After all, our young master still has to travel. Bringing you along... would be quite inconvenient."

Hearing this, Zi Yao's body trembled, and tears instantly fell.

"I... I know..."

She lowered her head, her voice choking with sobs, and her shoulders heaved:

"Zi Yao's sect has already been destroyed... my relatives are all dead... Now I am like duckweed, homeless."

"The Southern Province is swarming with demonic cultivators... If Zi Yi leaves Benefactor, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't survive past tomorrow..."

She raised her head, looking at Ye Xuan with a desperate and expectant gaze. She didn't need to speak; her eyes were saying: Please, don't abandon me.

This acting skill was even better than Wu Lingxiao's bitter drama back in the day!

Wu Lingxiao was so angry her teeth itched.

Pretend! Keep pretending!

The power inside your body could level this entire mountain if it erupted, and you're telling me you won't survive past tomorrow?

Bitch! You just want to latch onto my Consort Xuan!

"Young Master! You cannot!" Wu Lingxiao turned to look at Ye Xuan and said urgently, "A person of unknown origin will definitely be a huge disaster if kept around! Moreover... moreover, our flying ship doesn't have enough room for so many people!"

Watching the undercurrents surging between these two women, Ye Xuan's mind was as clear as a mirror.

A Shura field of jealousy.

But this was exactly the effect he wanted. However, now was not the time to keep Zi Yao by his side.

Zi Yao was a bigger ticking time bomb than Wu Lingxiao.

Before figuring out exactly which ex-girlfriend or which enemy she was, keeping a distance was the safest bet.

"Miss Zi Yao."

Ye Xuan sighed, took out a heavy storage bag from his storage ring, and handed it in front of Zi Yi.

"I know you have nowhere to go."

"Inside here, there are ten thousand premium spirit stones, as well as some protective magical treasures and pills."

"With these, it will be enough for you to leave the Southern Province and head to the Central Province or Eastern Province. Find a peaceful place; whether you rebuild your sect or live in seclusion, it's all up to you."

Zi Yao was stunned.

She looked at the storage bag, then looked at Ye Xuan.

He... is driving me away?

I'm already like this, and he still wants to drive me away?

"Why..." Zi Yao murmured, "Does Benefactor despise Zi Yao because my body is dirty?"

"No."

Ye Xuan looked directly into her eyes, his gaze so clear that it held not a single trace of impurity. At this moment, he utilized the traits of his Flawless Dao Body, making himself appear incomparably holy and pure.

"It is precisely because I do not disdain you, and precisely because I respect you, that I cannot keep you by my side."

"I, Ye Xuan, have made countless enemies throughout my life, and my foes are everywhere. Following me is the greatest danger."

"I saved you simply to save you. If I were to keep you by my side as a maidservant or a cultivation cauldron, how would I be any different from those demonic cultivators?"

"Miss, you are free."

"Go live the life you desire. Do not look back."

After saying these words, Ye Xuan did not give Zi Yao another chance to speak.

He gave her one last deep look, his eyes containing encouragement, pity, and absolute resolve.

Then, with a sweep of his large sleeves, he turned and stepped onto the Emperor Ark.

"Let's go."

Wu Lingxiao was overjoyed. She shot Zi Yao a smug glance, as if she had just won a victorious battle, and hurriedly trotted after him, steering the flying ship to soar into the sky.

Above the wilderness.

The wind howled.

Zi Yao stood alone in place, her hand tightly clutching that storage bag.

She watched the flying ship gradually disappear deep into the clouds, watching that back dressed in snow-white robes vanish completely.

Gradually.

The pitiful, frail, and helpless expression on her face began to peel away bit by bit, like a torn mask.

Replacing it was a spine-chilling sneer.

She slowly straightened her back.

The weak aura of the Golden Core realm she originally had vanished completely in this instant. A terrifying oppressive might—ancient, desolate, and bearing endless nether energy—slowly awakened from within her body.

The surrounding vegetation instantly withered and rotted under this aura.

"Heh..."

"Hehehehe..."

Zi Yao lowered her head, letting out a fit of sickly chuckles as her shoulders trembled violently.

She raised her hand, pressed the storage bag against her face, and took a deep breath of Ye Xuan's lingering scent on it.

"Fool..."

"My silly Brother Xuan..."

"You are still the same as before, so fond of deceiving people..."

"Saying it's for my own good... saying you want me to be free..."

Zi Yao suddenly raised her head. Those originally clear black and white eyes had now turned into eerie purple-gold vertical slits!

"Freedom?"

"Without you, where is there any freedom?"

"These ten thousand years... I soaked in the Nether Blood Sea for a full ten thousand years, shattering and reconstructing my bones one by one. For what?"

"Wasn't it all just to see you once more, and to devour you utterly?"

She turned around and looked in the direction the flying ship had disappeared, her eyes revealing a love and possessiveness that was twisted to the extreme.

"That woman... is that slut Wu Lingxiao, right?"

"Heh, to think that a dignified Female Emperor would actually turn into such a lowly state for you."

"However..."

Zi Yi stuck out her tongue and licked her scarlet lips. The golden bracelet in her hand let out a crisp ding-ling sound:

"She is my rival, but merely a rival."

"Ye Xuan, you are mine."

"You cannot escape."

"I will make everyone betray you and leave you. I will drive you to a dead end. I will make you crawl back crying, begging me to lock you in that cage..."

"Let us... go back to the past."

In the wind, her faint sigh drifted out, like the murmurs of an evil spirit.

Meanwhile, ten thousand meters high in the sky.

Ye Xuan, who was resting his eyes on a lounge chair, suddenly shivered inexplicably.

"Achoo!"

"What's going on?" Ye Xuan rubbed his nose, an ominous premonition rising in his heart. "Why does it feel... like I've been targeted by something filthy?"

Wu Lingxiao, who was beside him, immediately leaned over with concern. "What's wrong, Young Master? Have you caught a cold? Shall this servant warm you up?"

Looking at Wu Lingxiao's face—which, despite its fawning expression, still hid possessiveness deep in her eyes—Ye Xuan sighed helplessly.

He hadn't even dealt with one yet.

And now another female demon has arrived?

It seems... living off women isn't going to be that easy after all.