107: Chapter 107 The Heaven-Defying Aphrodisiac: "Even the Emperor Goes Mad!"

Night fell.

At the Jiang Family's Main Peak, Ji Rushuang pulled Jiang Yi inside.

Imperial Dao Law Restrictions were applied layer upon layer, sealing off sound, Divine Sense, and Aura, making the place as secure as an iron bucket.

As soon as Jiang Yi stood still, she received a smack to the back of her head.

It wasn't heavy, but it was loud.

"Are you a pig!"

Ji Rushuang's phoenix eyes were round with anger as she poked a finger against Jiang Yi's forehead.

"Such a great opportunity! The man was already carried into the bridal chamber! The doors were closed! Your father and I, two Great Emperors, were standing guard outside for you!"

"And the result? Because that vixen Nangong Waner stirred things up, it's all down the drain!"

Jiang Yi's face flushed red; she bit her lip and remained silent, her phoenix eyes filled with grievance.

"You still feel aggrieved?" Ji Rushuang's voice rose by three octaves.

Jiang Yi finally spoke, her voice muffled.

"He wouldn't cooperate."

"If he won't cooperate, couldn't you find a way?"

"My spiritual power couldn't lock him down." Jiang Yi looked up, a flash of frustration in her phoenix eyes.

"I was already on top of him."

Ji Rushuang's mouth twitched.

She took a deep breath and swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue.

Scolding her for ages wasn't going to solve anything.

She fell silent for a few breaths, and her gaze suddenly changed.

It shifted from disappointment to an indescribable sense of resolve.

Ji Rushuang reached her right hand into her storage ring and searched for three breaths.

From the deepest part, she pulled out an extremely ancient jade bottle.

The jade bottle was only the size of a thumb, its entire body shimmering with a dark red luster. The mouth of the bottle was sealed with seven layers of Imperial Dao Law patterns, so old that the patterns had begun to peel away.

A faint pink glimmer emanated from within the bottle.

Ji Rushuang stuffed the jade bottle into Jiang Yi's palm.

"Take this."

Jiang Yi looked down at it.

"What is this?"

Ji Rushuang lowered her voice until it was so quiet only the two of them could hear.

"The ultimate aphrodisiac left over from ancient times."

She paused, then uttered five words.

"the great emperor is also crazy."

Jiang Yi's pupils constricted suddenly.

"Even at the Great Emperor Peak, as long as one inhales a sliver of the powder, the Essence Yang Qi within their body will be completely ignited. Their sanity will crumble, their reason will dissipate, and they will be reduced to a beast of desire."

"It is truly an essential medicine for home travel and taking down a Great Emperor!"

Ji Rushuang's voice became increasingly wretched.

"There is no cure; it can only be resolved by another person."

Jiang Yi stared wide-eyed at her own mother, her mouth opening and closing.

“Mother.”

“Hmm?”

"You even have such underhanded things?"

Ji Rushuang's old face turned red, but she couldn't lose her Aura.

"What do you mean underhanded! This is called heritage! Legacy! It's one of my trump cards!"

She paused, looked away, and lowered her voice even further.

"I used it on your father back then, and even he said it was good."

Jiang Yi's expression was so brilliant it could be framed.

"You used it on my father?"

"When your father was young, he was even more stubborn than Lu Chen," Ji Rushuang huffed.

"His heart was set solely on the Dao, pure and devoid of desire. He'd constantly preach about Cultivate being first and wouldn't even let me touch his hand."

"When I got desperate, I used this."

"The results were instantaneous."

She patted Jiang Yi's shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"How do you think you got here?"

Jiang Yi felt completely unwell.

She looked at the jade bottle in her hand, then at her mother's righteous old face, her mouth twitching three times.

"So when my father says every day that he's mentally exhausted and his lamp is running out of oil, it's not because of Cultivate?"

"I'm talking to you about Cultivate, why are you asking about that!" Ji Rushuang glared at her and quickly brought the topic back.

"Anyway, your father has one foot in the grave now and has no use for it. I'm giving it to you to put it to good use."

She pressed her hands on Jiang Yi's shoulders, her phoenix eyes staring at her.

"Tonight, you must take him down."

"While that Nangong Waner is asleep, you sneak over and enter the bridal chamber first. Tomorrow, you can come out and pay respects to the elders."

"Get ahead of her, hahahaha!"

Jiang Yi lowered her head, looking at the jade bottle in her palm.

The pink glimmer reflected on her face, flickering.

She remembered Nangong Waner's words from the afternoon: 'I have spent ten times more time with him than you have.'

"Okay."

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Midnight.

Jiang Family Main Peak, guest courtyard.

Lu Chen lay on the bed, awake.

Two Great Emperor parents-in-law, two women at the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, a twelve-layered Emperor-grade array, God-Locking Chain, a princess carry, and best friends exposing each other's dirt.

His Dao Heart had never wavered as much as it did today.

Although the God-Locking Chain had been removed, the feeling of powerlessness from having his spiritual power sealed left a deep impression on him.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his Great Emperor Peak Divine Sense spreading out.

Any slight movement could not escape his perception.

Footsteps.

Very light, very steady, deliberately suppressing any fluctuations in Aura.

Lu Chen opened his eyes.

The door was pushed open.

Jiang Yi stood at the doorway.

She had changed her clothes.

It wasn't the purple-gold casual wear from earlier, nor was it the bright red wedding dress.

A layer of moon-white gauze, thin as a cicada's wing, draped from her shoulders to her ankles. The light from the Spiritual Lamp penetrated the gauze dress, making the silhouette inside appear indistinctly.

Her long hair was loose behind her; there was no black-gold phoenix crown, no Imperial Dao pressure, only a woman.

She carried a cup of spiritual tea and walked in.

Lu Chen sat up straight, his gaze falling on the cup of tea.

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night, delivering tea?"

Jiang Yi sat by the bed and handed the tea over.

"Will you drink?"

Lu Chen glanced at her, then at the cup of tea.

The tea was clear and green, full of Spiritual Qi, looking perfectly normal.

But as a Great Emperor Peak, the losses he had suffered in his life had taught him one thing—the more normal something looks, the more abnormal it is.

"I'm not thirsty."

Jiang Yi didn't force him, placing the tea cup on the bedside table, her lips curling slightly.

"Then don't drink it."

Her right hand hung by her side, a tiny pink pill held between her index and middle fingers.

The pill had no scent and no spiritual fluctuations. It was sealed with seven layers of Imperial Dao Law patterns; until the moment it was crushed, no means could detect it.

Lu Chen's Divine Sense swept over her body but found nothing unusual.

He relaxed slightly.

Just that one moment.

Jiang Yi's fingertips applied pressure.

*Snap*.

The pill shattered.

A pink mist diffused from between her fingers, silent and incredibly fast, filling the entire bedroom within a tenth of a breath.

The mist had no change in color, no spiritual fluctuations, and not even a scent.

But Lu Chen's body reacted a step ahead of his brain.

A surge of heat rushed up from the depths of his Dantian.

It wasn't heat triggered by spiritual fluctuations; it was his blood itself boiling.

From Dantian to Meridians, from Meridians to the four limbs and hundred bones, and from there to the crown of his head.

His Great Emperor Peak foundation was vibrating violently. Not because it was under attack, but because some primal desire etched into his life's Origin was being activated.

Bloodshot veins appeared in Lu Chen's eyes.

He tried to circulate the Imperial Dao Law to suppress it, but as soon as his spiritual power moved, it instead accelerated the spread of the medicine's effects.

His hands gripped the edge of the bed, his knuckles turning white.

"Jiang Yi."

He gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them.

"What did you give me?"

Jiang Yi stood up, took two steps back, and looked down at him.

The moon-white gauze was almost transparent under the Spiritual Lamp. Her phoenix eyes reflected Lu Chen's bloodshot eyes, and the curve of her lips slowly widened.

"the great emperor is also crazy."

She spoke each word deliberately.

"The dowry my mother gave me."

Lu Chen's reason was collapsing at a perceptible speed, on the edge of blurring consciousness.

His hand slipped from the edge of the bed, and he fell back onto the brocade quilt.

The world before his eyes began to distort.

Jiang Yi's figure magnified in his vision—the gauze, the long hair, the phoenix eyes—every detail was infinitely enlarged.

His final bit of reason turned into a sentence.

"System... save me..."

In his mind, the loli voice fell silent for a breath.

Then it rang out.

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