Ye Xuan Commits Suicide Again and Again

Ye Xuan spoke these words with effortless understatement.

Wu Lingxiao, however, trembled all over, her face changing drastically, her pupils shrinking violently to the size of pinpricks: "What... did you say?"

True Immortal.

These two words had been an untouchable taboo in the cultivation world for countless tens of thousands of years.

Although a Half-Step True Immortal and a True Immortal were only separated by a "half step," the difference was like that of clouds and mud, an insurmountable gulf between immortal and mortal.

"Impossible..." Wu Lingxiao shook her head subconsciously, her voice trembling. "The connection between heaven and earth in this realm has long been severed, the heavenly path broken. How could anyone prove their Dao and become a True Immortal? You're lying to me! You're deliberately making up lies to frighten Us, all to protect that bitch!"

"Frighten you?"

A mocking curve formed at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth:

"Her seclusion all these years was never to extend her lifespan, nor was it for a breakthrough."

"She is merely suppressing her strength to avoid ascending."

"Wu Lingxiao, the destiny of the Great Xia that you are so proud of is as fragile as a piece of paper before the sword of a True Immortal."

"If you all really charge over, disturb her peaceful cultivation, and enrage her..."

Ye Xuan leaned closer to Wu Lingxiao, speaking in a cold tone that simply stated the facts:

"The Great Xia Immortal Dynasty will inevitably be destroyed."

"When that time comes, let alone you, even the billions of living beings in Great Xia will have to be buried along with your stupidity."

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Wu Lingxiao held her head and screamed frantically. Her pride did not allow her to believe this fact, and her jealousy even less allowed her to admit that there was another woman stronger and more perfect than her.

"You don't have to believe it."

Ye Xuan wore a look of disdain, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to walk into the hall, leaving behind only a cold back:

"Then go ahead and try. I won't stop you."

"Go take your grand army and march to the extreme north to seek death. Perfect, once you're dead, I'll be free."

"You..."

Wu Lingxiao stared fixedly at Ye Xuan's back.

She wanted to see a trace of panic from this man, even the slightest bit of a guilty conscience.

But there was none.

Ye Xuan was too calm. That kind of calmness wasn't faked; it stemmed from absolute trust in Ye Jiuhuang's strength.

This trust was like a sharp knife, piercing fiercely into Wu Lingxiao's heart.

"Ye Jiuhuang..."

Wu Lingxiao suddenly realized something. She lunged forward, grabbing Ye Xuan's arm tightly. Her fingernails dug deep into his flesh, and her eyes were filled with horror and an even more maddening jealousy:

"What is your relationship with Ye Jiuhuang?"

"Why do you know her so well? Why would you entrust Bai Qianqiu to her? Why would she help you?"

Ye Xuan stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at the ferocious-faced Wu Lingxiao, saying flatly:

"She was my Dao companion in my past life."

Wu Lingxiao felt her mind go completely blank.

Another past life Dao companion?

"Just how many past life Dao companions do you have?" Wu Lingxiao's voice trembled, the flames of jealousy almost burning her reason to ashes.

Wasn't one Zi Yao enough? There's also Ye Jiuhuang?

For the past eight hundred years, she thought she was the only one waiting, but now he was telling her that the line of women could stretch from the imperial study all the way to the city gates?

Faced with this deadly questioning, Ye Xuan appeared unusually calm, even shrugging his shoulders somewhat roguishly:

"Many."

"You are one, Zi Yao is one, and Ye Jiuhuang is also one."

Speaking up to this point, as if feeling it wasn't stimulating enough, Ye Xuan added another sentence:

"Oh right, Ye Jiuhuang is currently the greatest one. According to seniority, when you see her, you have to kowtow, offer tea, and call her big sister."

"You!"

Wu Lingxiao was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

She was the Empress of Great Xia! Above millions and millions of people! And she was expected to kowtow to someone else and be a concubine?

She stared deadly at Ye Xuan, her eyes looking as if she wanted to swallow him alive. But Ye Xuan glared back at her unceremoniously, his eyes full of the provocation of "what can you do to me?"

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Suddenly.

Wu Lingxiao threw her head back and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha... Hahahahaha!"

Her laughter was shrill and crazy, revealing a desperate paranoia.

She laughed until tears flowed from her eyes, then fiercely lowered her head. Her majestic phoenix eyes now flickered with a cold, sinister light like a poisonous snake:

"You are right."

"Ye Jiuhuang is a True Immortal, I cannot beat her. With her protecting Bai Qianqiu, I cannot kill her either."

"But..."

Wu Lingxiao approached Ye Xuan step by step, a sick smile curving on her bloodstained lips:

"But Ye Xuan, you are still in my hands."

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, but still maintained his indifference: "So what?"

"Once Ye Jiuhuang comes out of seclusion, she will be a True Immortal. This kind of strength crushes the lower realm; it is true invincibility."

"When that time comes, she will come to pick me up. Can you stop her?"

Hearing these words, a trace of deep horror flashed deep in Wu Lingxiao's eyes.

True Immortal...

This legendary realm, just imagining it made her soul tremble.

"She is actually powerful to this extent?" Wu Lingxiao muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously clenching her dragon robe.

"That is natural."

Seeing the fear in her eyes, Ye Xuan laughed inwardly, but on the surface, he yawned, looking proud and showing off:

"She should have ascended long ago. It was to wait for me, to accompany me in living another life, that she forcibly suppressed her cultivation to remain in this lower realm."

"You see, this is the gap."

"You are nothing but the Empress of the petty Great Xia Immortal Dynasty. How could you possibly compare to Ye Jiuhuang, whose sword suppresses three thousand continents and slashes across the sun and moon?"

"Compared to her, you're not even fit to carry her shoes."

Every word and every sentence from Ye Xuan drove Wu Lingxiao incredibly mad.

He was constantly stimulating Wu Lingxiao, attempting to use Ye Jiuhuang's strength to force her back, make her retreat in the face of difficulties, and even let him leave.

However.

He underestimated the thought process of a crazy yandere.

Faced with this all-encompassing crushing and humiliation, Wu Lingxiao did not break down; instead, she completely darkened!

"You are right, I cannot compare to her..."

Wu Lingxiao lowered her head, her voice sinister to the extreme.

Suddenly, she raised her head, her originally terrified eyes instantly replaced by a reckless madness:

"I can't deal with them, but don't tell me I can't deal with you?"

Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat, his ominous premonition growing stronger.

He saw Wu Lingxiao take a step forward, instantly appearing in front of Ye Xuan. Both her hands firmly pressed down on his shoulders, her stunningly beautiful face almost touching the tip of his nose, her breath scalding and rapid:

"No matter how strong Ye Jiuhuang is, she is not here right now!"

"You are right, she is a True Immortal, she is a high and mighty phoenix."

"Then what if..."

Wu Lingxiao licked her lips, a malicious pleasure revealing in her eyes:

"What if, from now on, We favor you day and night, locking you in bed like a captive toy."

"What if We use dual cultivation arts to drain your primal yang dry, making your cultivation stagnate forever, or even regress into a mortal."

"We will also bear ten sons for you, and then have them crazily take concubines."

"Think about it, hundreds of years later, when Ye Jiuhuang comes out of seclusion, she will still be a radiant cultivator."

"And you?"

Wu Lingxiao's fingers slid down Ye Xuan's cheek, leaving a cold touch.

Yet you are still just at the Nascent Soul stage... no, you are a cripple without even a Nascent Soul, a man I have already played with and broken.

When that time comes, will that high and mighty Ye Jiuhuang still want you? Will she think you are dirty? Will she feel you are unworthy of her?

And that Bai Qianqiu, will she not despise you then?

Ye Xuan looked at the completely unreasonable woman before him, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

How was this the ruler of a nation?

This was clearly a demon whose mind had been completely twisted by unrequited love.

Wu Lingxiao...

Ye Xuan let out a long sigh, his tone softening a bit as he tried to awaken her last shred of reason.

Can we not just talk this out properly?

Talk? What is there left to talk about?

Wu Lingxiao shoved Ye Xuan away, making him stumble backward.

She opened her arms and spun madly in the grand hall, her dress flying like blood.

You have already decided that Bai Qianqiu is your primary wife, and you have praised Ye Jiuhuang to the heavens!

In your heart, what am I? I am not even a concubine! I am just a madwoman! A woman who disgusts you!

Since that is the case, there is nothing left to discuss!

Die, just die, all of you!

She fiercely grabbed her own long hair, which had originally been meticulously combed, her eyes full of madness.

If I cannot be your primary wife, what is the point of me living?!

Since I cannot have your heart, I will destroy your future! I will destroy your image in their eyes!

Looking at her with her hair disheveled, looking like a vengeful ghost, Ye Xuan felt a complex mix of emotions.

Do not do this.

He said softly, the sharpness in his eyes gone, leaving only a dead, eerie calm.

These words struck a sensitive nerve in Wu Lingxiao.

She abruptly stopped her movements, turned her head, and stared fixedly at Ye Xuan.

At this moment, tears were in her eyes, but a bizarre smile hung on her lips. Her gaze shifted back and forth between extreme sorrow and extreme lust.

Does your heart ache for me?

Wu Lingxiao stepped closer, her voice turning hoarse and thick.

It has been so long since I favored you... These eight hundred years, I have missed it so much it drives me crazy.

She grabbed Ye Xuan's collar and began to pull at it roughly.

Come, let us do it right here. Right on these ruins, let the shadow guards and the maids watch!

I want the whole world to know that you are mine! Mine alone!

Stop.

Ye Xuan held down her hands.

He looked into Wu Lingxiao's eyes, filled with lust and madness, and slowly shook his head.

I cannot do this without Bai Qianqiu's consent.

Wu Lingxiao's hands froze in midair.

She looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief, as if she had just heard the most absurd joke in the world.

What... did you say?

I said, I must keep my purity. Ye Xuan spoke in all seriousness, looking as solemn as if he were discussing matters of state. Since I have already decided that Bai Qianqiu is my destined female lead, my primary wife, then my body belongs to her.

Without her permission, I cannot have relations with other women. This is my self-discipline as a man.

Even if you are the Empress, it is a no.

Silence.

After a deathly silence came a volcanic eruption.

Hahahahahaha!

Wu Lingxiao threw her head back and laughed wildly, her voice cracking from the intensity.

Keep your purity? You are actually keeping your purity for a woman you have known for less than a few days?

Ye Xuan, have you forgotten what you are? You are my Profound Consort! You belong to this inner palace!

She fiercely pointed at Ying'er, who had been cowering and trembling in the corner, and roared.

And what about her? This lowly maid by your side?

Do not think I do not know that you dote on this girl the most! Does she need Bai Qianqiu's permission to touch you too?

Hearing her name called, Ying'er was so frightened she dropped to her knees on the spot, kowtowing desperately, her whole body shaking like a leaf.

Ye Xuan, however, remained calm, even looking as if it were a matter of course.

Of course, she has already agreed.

I have already told Ying'er. She is very clear about Bai Qianqiu's status as the primary wife.

And Ying'er has agreed to it.

In our relationship, Ying'er is a bedchamber maid, tacitly approved by the primary wife. Are you?

Ye Xuan's final blow was swift, accurate, and ruthless.

In Ye Xuan's system, even a maid who served tea and poured water had a title and primary wife certification, while the dignified Empress of Great Xia was actually a wild woman who could not even enter the door.

Ahhhhh!

Wu Lingxiao went completely mad.

The string of her sanity snapped completely at that moment.

A bedchamber maid... does she even deserve it?

I am the Empress! I am the heavens!

On what grounds? Why do you get to be happy? Why do you get to live in marital bliss over there, leaving me here alone to be a living widow?

She lunged at Ye Xuan, no longer seeking intimacy, but pure destruction and possession.

Stop thinking about all that nonsense!

Wu Lingxiao gripped Ye Xuan's shoulders tightly with both hands, her nails piercing his skin, the seeping blood dyeing her fingertips red.

You want me to set you free? Keep dreaming!

Wait for Bai Qianqiu to come out of seclusion? Wait for you two to marry?

Hahahaha, wishful thinking! I will mold you into my shape! I will lock you in the deepest dungeon and torture you day and night until you forget that bitch's name!

I will wash away your memories! I will refine you into a puppet that only obeys me!!

Wu Lingxiao was unbelievably crazed, her breathtakingly beautiful face now more hideous than a demon from hell.

Looking at the Empress before him, who could no longer be reasoned with and was completely immersed in her own world, a flash of deep exhaustion crossed Ye Xuan's eyes.

He was tired.

Truly tired.

Communicating with this kind of yandere, who could not understand human speech and only knew how to move herself to tears, was more exhausting than fighting a battle.

Since it has come to this...

Ye Xuan let out a long sigh, his eyes completely dead.

Then I just will not live.

His voice was very light, very indifferent.

Yet it made the frenzied Wu Lingxiao suddenly pause.

She stopped her movements, stared fixedly at Ye Xuan, and then let out a cold sneer full of mockery.

What? Threatening me with suicide again?

Ye Xuan, you have used this trick to death!

With tears streaming down her face, she roared fiercely.

You used it on the Emperor's Ark, and you hinted at it just now! Do you think I will fall for it again?

I lost everything for you! Lost my dignity! I tore my heart out for you to trample on! Yet I do not even get the position of a primary wife!

And I have to watch helplessly as you marry Bai Qianqiu? Have to listen to you talk about keeping your purity here?

On what grounds?

Wu Lingxiao leaned in close to Ye Xuan's face, her tears dripping onto his cheek, scorching hot.

Did you not want to die?

Then go ahead and die!!

Let us see if you dare to die! Let us see if you can bear to part with your life! If you die, what happens to Bai Qianqiu? If you die, who will save that bitch?!

She was gambling.

Gambling on Ye Xuan's love for Bai Qianqiu, gambling that Ye Xuan would not dare give up his life.

However.

She was wrong.

Ye Xuan looked at her, his eyes devoid of any lingering attachment or fear.

It was a look of complete liberation.

"Alright."

Ye Xuan nodded.

Just a single word.

Simple and decisive.

The next second.

Without any warning, without gathering any momentum.

Deep within Ye Xuan's sealed dantian, the originally sluggish Nascent Soul suddenly opened its eyes.

A light of destruction flickered in its eyes.

Even with the seal, self-detonating the Nascent Soul—a method of crumbling from within—was something no one could stop.

An aura of absolute, frenzied destruction instantly erupted from Ye Xuan's body!

His skin began to crack, and golden light pierced through the fissures. He looked like a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering.

It was the final swan song of his life.

Since he could not escape, since communication was impossible, he would just restart.

"No!"

The mockery and madness on Wu Lingxiao's face instantly froze, replaced by a profound terror from the depths of her soul.

She felt it.

Ye Xuan truly wanted to die!

At this moment, all jealousy, all anger, and all hatred vanished into thin air.

All that remained was endless panic and regret.

"Stop! I order you to stop!"

Wu Lingxiao let out a heart-wrenching scream.

A boundless and vast power of the Law of Time frantically erupted from her body.

As a Half-Step True Immortal, she burned her origin essence blood, forcibly reversing the flow of time in this small pocket of heaven and earth.

She formed hand seals, her ten fingers dripping with blood, desperately freezing Ye Xuan's body that was about to explode.

The radiating golden light was forcefully suppressed back inside, and the cracked skin slowly healed under the power of time reversal.

But this was only temporary.

Ye Xuan's resolve to die was set; the rampage of his Nascent Soul continued to violently crash within his body.

"I forbid you from dying! I forbid it!"

Wu Lingxiao's face was covered in blood, the result of the backlash from her essence blood. While frantically channeling spiritual energy to maintain Ye Xuan's life force, she turned her head and let out a desperate roar at the already dumbfounded Gao Lishi and the imperial guards:

"Imperial Physicians! Summon the Imperial Physicians!"

"Hurry and invite the Supreme Elders!"

The entire Great Xia Imperial Palace was thrown into complete chaos at this moment.

Meanwhile, at the center of the storm, Ye Xuan's consciousness gradually blurred.

Looking at the Empress who was holding him and crying like a helpless child, he silently sighed in his heart.

What was the point of all this?

Did she really have to push someone to their death before knowing how to regret?

Only this time...

I am afraid that saving someone so determined to die will not be that easy.