144: Chapter 144 Yuan Miaoyu Wins the Championship! The Holy Maiden Knocks on the Emperor's Door at Night [Thank you, Brother Yun, for the extra chapter!]

On the Altar of Heaven Square, Lu Chen stood up.

He didn't rush to walk down, but instead took something out of his storage ring.

A hairpin and a jade flute.

The entire body was cast from Star Jade; the flute was slender and long, and the head of the hairpin was carved with a half-open white lotus, with visible Law patterns flowing on the petals.

A Quasi-Emperor grade weapon, a previous reward for Lu Chen.

Mainly because a big man like him didn't play the flute; he usually let women play the flute, right down below him!

He walked down from the judges' seats, his pace neither fast nor slow.

Yuan Miaoyu stood in the center of the arena, her moon-white gauze dress damaged in several places, her long hair disheveled, the white lotus askew behind her ear, and the lingering aura of the fierce battle still surrounding her.

She watched Lu Chen walk toward her step by step, and for the first time, a slight flicker appeared in those cold eyes.

Lu Chen walked up to her and stopped.

There was less than three feet between them.

"Lower your head."

Yuan Miaoyu was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head slightly.

Lu Chen raised his right hand, gathering her scattered long hair with his fingers; his movements were casual yet precise, and in a few strokes, he tied that black hair into a loose cloud bun.

Then, he firmly inserted the hairpin into her temple hair.

The moment the hairpin entered the bun, the Law patterns from the Enlightenment Tree suddenly lit up, and a soft white light spread along Yuan Miaoyu's hair, smoothing the stray strands and dissolving the bloodstains.

The whole process took no more than five breaths.

But during those five breaths, Yuan Miaoyu smelled a certain scent.

It was the scent of the Great Emperor's Origin Dao emanating from Lu Chen's clothes.

It wasn't an intentionally released pressure, but something naturally emitted by his very existence.

That scent entered her nose and seeped into her limbs and bones along with her breath; her heart rate suddenly accelerated, and a layer of crimson flew onto her cheeks, spreading from her cheekbones to the base of her ears.

Yuan Miaoyu turned her head, avoiding his gaze.

Lu Chen withdrew his hand, took a step back, and looked her up and down.

The hairpin suited this face perfectly.

"This hairpin is made from the Enlightenment Tree; it can help you Cultivate faster!"

"Also, this flute is the Quasi-Emperor weapon I promised you. You played the flute just now, but my flute isn't easy to play; if you don't know how, learn more!"

"There is one more reward."

"Great Emperor Origin empowerment baptism. At midnight tonight, come to my guest room, and this Emperor will personally cleanse your marrow and tendons for you."

Yuan Miaoyu looked up.

She opened her mouth, but in the end, only one word came out: "Okay."

Her voice was so small it scattered as soon as the wind blew.

---

The grand competition ended, and Yaochi returned to its former tranquility.

But before leaving, two people were quite restless.

In the corridor outside Yuqing Hall, Jiang Yi leaned against a stone pillar with her arms crossed; her purple-gold long dress fluttered in the wind, and her whole being radiated an aura of 'this lady is unhappy.'

Nangong Waner stood barefoot on the other side, her red dress trailing on the ground, her head tilted as she stared at Lu Chen, who was talking to Yao Xi in the distance, her eyes gloomy.

"The Old Ancestor has urged me three times." Jiang Yi gritted her teeth, her voice squeezed out from between them.

"Telling me to hurry up and bring the Medicinal Pills back."

"My father too." Nangong Waner's voice was airy.

"He's sent seven voice transmissions; if I don't leave by the eighth, he says he'll come to pick me up personally."

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of unwillingness.

When Lu Chen walked over, the two women turned to look at him at the same time, their gazes hot enough to melt stone.

"Alright, alright." Lu Chen had his hands tucked in his sleeves, looking like he was seeing off a plague.

"Both your families are in a hurry. Go back and deliver the Medicinal Pills first; the elders are more important."

Jiang Yi snorted coldly: "You're certainly eager for us to leave."

"I don't want you to leave, that would be a pity." Lu Chen's tone was incredibly serious.

"I still wanted to soak in the bath more with you two in Yaochi; the water quality of this Holy Spring is indeed not bad."

The corners of Jiang Yi and Nangong Waner's eyes twitched twice.

Bathing? Together with us?

Lu Chen coughed and added:

"You two should be good when you return to your Family. If anything happens, go out and look for treasures, see if you can find the twelve-grade creation azure lotus. When the time comes, I'll refine Medicinal Pills for you and only charge a fee of two pills."

Jiang Yi rolled her eyes: "A twelve-grade creation azure lotus? Do you think it's a radish in the ground that you can just pull up?"

Nangong Waner also rolled her eyes: "A fee of two pills? You really have the nerve to ask for that."

Lu Chen shrugged: "If you're not willing, then forget it."

The air was silent for three breaths.

Then Jiang Yi moved.

She suddenly took a step forward, pressed her hands on Lu Chen's shoulders, and pressed her whole body against him. Before Lu Chen could react, Jiang Yi's lips had already pressed down on his.

It wasn't just a light touch.

Her fingers locked behind the back of his head, leaving him no room to dodge.

Her tongue forcefully pried open his teeth, barging in with the arrogance of a ninth-level Quasi-Emperor.

Lu Chen's body stiffened for a moment.

Just then, a warm sensation came from his back.

Nangong Waner pressed up from behind, her arms wrapping around his waist, her face pressed against the back of his neck.

She stood on tiptoe, her lips brushing past his earlobe, then tilted her head from behind and planted a long, wet kiss on his cheek.

Jiang Yi was kissing him in front, and Nangong Waner was rubbing against him in the back.

Lu Chen was sandwiched between two Quasi-Emperors, his chest pressed against Jiang Yi's softness and his back against Nangong Waner's warmth, unable to move.

When Jiang Yi finally released her lips, a thin silver thread stretched between them.

Her face was burning red, but her eyes were fierce as she held his shoulders, not letting him retreat.

"Remember this taste."

Before Lu Chen could catch his breath, a numbing sensation came from the left side of his neck.

Jiang Yi tilted her head, her lips pressing against his neck, and took a hard suck.

At the same time, a similar sensation came from the right side.

Nangong Waner's lips pressed against the right side of his neck, her warm tongue drawing a circle on his skin before sucking down heavily.

Two 'pop' sounds exploded in Lu Chen's ears almost simultaneously.

On both the left and right sides, there was a bright red circular mark.

The Great Emperor's Physical Body had been given two strawberries by two Quasi-Emperors.

Jiang Yi and Nangong Waner stepped back at the same time, admiring their masterpiece from either side.

"Now when you bathe, everyone will know you're taken."

Jiang Yi wiped the corner of her mouth, Lu Chen's scent still lingering on her lips.

Nangong Waner licked her lips, her voice soft: "Waner is leaving. Lu Chen, you must miss me."

Two streaks of light streaked through the air, one purple and one red, disappearing into the horizon.

In his mind, the System's loli voice popped up on time.

[The two roses on the host's neck are really beautiful. I suggest wearing a high collar.]

Lu Chen covered his neck and turned toward the guest room.

In the distant pavilion, the hand with which Yao Xi held her teacup trembled slightly, and her autumn-water-like eyes narrowed into slits.

Yu Yao whispered beside her: "Should we go see them off?"

"See them off for what!"

---

Night fell, at the hour of midnight.

The Yaochi Immortal Mountain was shrouded in moonlight, and the ninety-nine Spiritual Qi waterfalls shimmered with silver light.

After bathing and changing, Lu Chen sat cross-legged in the guest room, his Great Emperor Origin slowly circulating, adjusting to its purest state.

He had changed into a clean white robe, the collar tied tightly, perfectly covering the two strawberries on his neck, which he hadn't made disappear.

Knock, knock, knock.

Three light knocks, neither fast nor slow.

Lu Chen got up to open the door.

Yuan Miaoyu stood outside the door.

Moonlight spilled down from behind her.

She had changed out of her battle-damaged moon-white gauze dress and was wearing an extremely thin white silk undergarment; the material was so thin that the texture of her skin beneath could be seen.

The undergarment barely covered her knees, revealing a section of her calves and her bare feet; the silver chain on her ankle was still there, tinkling softly in the moonlight.

She had applied lip glaze, a pale pink color that made her lips look full and moist.

But what made Lu Chen's gaze pause was the slightly open part of the undergarment at her waist.

The white silk clung to her lower back, faintly revealing a golden light.

Those were Divine Patterns formed by the convergence of spiritual power, like two pairs of spread wings; the lines were smooth, extending from her lower back to both sides of her waist, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

These were Law Divine Patterns that would only form spontaneously when the West Emperor Scripture was Cultivated to an extremely deep level.

There was also one on her lower abdomen.

The golden pattern was in an inverted triangle, its outline resembling the profile of a sheep's head, with a large heart pattern right in the center; the lines were fine and appeared faintly in the moonlight.

Yuan Miaoyu stood outside the door, her hands wringing the hem of her undergarment, a suppressed fire burning in her cold eyes.

Her usual etherealness was gone.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly; her posture had changed from a 'Fairy' to a 'flower waiting to be plucked.'

Lu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed.

He stepped aside to let her in, his voice dry: "Come in."

Yuan Miaoyu stepped into the room barefoot, the silver chain clinking twice on the floor.

Lu Chen closed the door and traced a line on the door frame with his finger; an isolation Formation rose from all directions, sealing the entire guest room airtight.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat and walked to the center of the room.

"Miaoyu, sit cross-legged and focus your mind. The empowerment baptism requires this Emperor to pour Origin power into your spine, so my hand will be pressed against your back later."

Yuan Miaoyu stood in place and didn't move; she didn't sit cross-legged, nor did she sit down.

She slowly turned around to face Lu Chen directly, those cold eyes staring straight at him.

Then, she raised her hand, her slender fingers grasping the tie at the collar of her undergarment.

She gave it a gentle pull.

PS:

I have to add more chapters these past two days, and there might be quite a few extra chapters. I wrote them in a hurry, so if there are any mistakes, let me know, and I can change them!

After all, I'm writing part-time, so I don't have much time and still have many chapters to write. There will definitely be some oversights!

Thank you for your understanding, love you all!