167: Chapter 167 Ye Lanxi: My Ancient Sacred Body is Long Awakened by Thirst!

"Revered Master, you heard right. Yes! My mother is a Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor at the Peak, with a Major Achievement Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Revered Master, you really shouldn't go!"

After Ye Qingxian finished speaking, she crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin slightly, her face filled with a smug expression that said, "Well? Scared now?"

She felt that her series of verbal punches had been delivered beautifully.

A Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor at the Peak, a Major Achievement Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and a perverted mother addicted to trampling others.

With these three trump cards laid out, even a Great Emperor would have to think twice.

However, Lu Chen's reaction was beyond her expectations.

He didn't hesitate, he didn't waver, and he didn't even knit his brows.

He rose from the armchair, one hand supporting himself on the armrest as he unhurriedly straightened his back.

He walked to the edge of the deck.

Wind surged up from beneath the layers of clouds ten thousand feet below, crashing against him and blowing a few stray locks of black hair across his face.

At that moment, his Great Emperor's presence was naturally released.

It wasn't intentional; it was something inherent in his very bones.

The Yunxiao Emperor Scripture completed a full cycle within him, and a tsunami of spiritual power surged from his Dantian, washing through his Meridians and his entire body.

The flying boat beneath his feet shook slightly, its spiritual wood hull emitting a faint hum as the Formation patterns on the bow brightened significantly.

The clouds for a hundred miles around were crushed by the Great Emperor's pressure at that instant, scattering in all directions.

From the heights of ten thousand feet, the sunlight shone directly down upon Lu Chen.

Ye Qingxian sat on the cushion, looking up, her entire being enveloped by her Revered Master's back. She saw Lu Chen standing with his hands behind his back, his Black Robe dancing and his long hair flying, his entire figure outlined in gold by the sunlight.

Then Lu Chen laughed. His voice pierced through the clouds, echoing ten thousand feet in the air and causing the flying boat's main mast to hum.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The laughter resounded through the sky.

Once Lu Chen had finished laughing, he turned around.

He looked down at Ye Qingxian sitting on the cushion, the curve of his lips arrogant to the extreme.

"A mere Desolate Ancient Sacred Body."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word slammed into Ye Qingxian's eardrums with an unquestionable weight.

"Only a Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor."

"In this world, there is no one I, Lu Chen, cannot handle."

Lu Chen took a step forward, his shadow falling over Ye Qingxian and enveloping her. He looked down at her, raising his right index finger and wagging it in front of her.

"Little girl, have you never heard a certain saying?"

Ye Qingxian instinctively shrank back.

"What saying?"

"A higher rank crushes those beneath it."

Lu Chen withdrew his index finger and opened his hand, palm facing upward.

"So what if she's a Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor?"

A golden orb of light exploded in his palm, turning into a sky full of golden fragments that showered the deck like a meteor shower.

"So what if she has a Major Achievement Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?"

Lu Chen clenched his fingers into a fist, pulling it back to his side as his knuckles cracked loudly.

"Before me, your Revered Master, a Great Emperor Peak!"

"If you're a Dragon, you'll coil up for me."

"If you're a tiger, you'll crouch for me."

"Your Revered Master's immortal killing move, the Five-Finger Heart-Fist Sword, wasn't practiced for nothing! Stop worrying about your Revered Master and start worrying about whether you'll get your butt smacked when we get back!"

In Ye Qingxian's eyes, her Revered Master's figure filled her entire vision.

Standing against the light with his long hair flying, golden fragments of spiritual power drifted behind him, sparkling in the sunlight.

The golden light in his eyes flickered, and his lips wore that casual yet peerless smile.

Ye Qingxian's head buzzed. It was over.

She felt that her heart hadn't just sped up; it had skipped a beat entirely, and when it restarted, its frequency had doubled.

The tips of her ears burned red, the temperature of her cheeks soared, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the fabric of her skirt.

Her eyes were filled with her Revered Master's figure, swirling with golden light, shimmering and excessively bright.

She was fangirling again, and this was the most intense time yet.

Before, at the teahouse, she thought her Revered Master was good-looking.

At the Jade Lake, she thought her Revered Master was handsome.

But at this moment, she felt that her Revered Master shouldn't even exist in the mortal world; he should be enshrined in her bed, so she could hug and lick him every morning and night.

"Let's go!"

His voice returned to its casual tone, but the underlying sharpness hadn't been withdrawn.

"We're going to the Ancient Ye Family right now!"

"I want to see if that overbearing mother of yours dares to stop me from taking a disciple, dares to hit me, or dares to trample me under her feet!"

He slapped his right hand onto the bow, pouring Great Emperor spiritual power into the core of the flying boat's Formation.

The speed of the flying boat surged to its limit in an instant.

It turned into a streak of golden light, tearing through the clouds and cutting across the sky as it sped toward the Ancient Ye Family in the Central Continent.

Ye Qingxian's large eyes were filled with regret.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

She had originally wanted to scare her Revered Master away from the Ye family, but not only did she fail to intimidate him, she ended up igniting his competitive spirit instead.

Her Revered Master was going to challenge her mother.

Her mother loved nothing more than trampling those stronger than her under her feet.

When these two meet...

Ye Qingxian hugged the cushion and stared up at the sky.

The sky was very blue, the clouds were very white, and the flying boat was very fast.

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Ten thousand miles away.

In the heart of the Central Continent, at the Ancient Ye Family.

The main hall of the Ye family was called the "Heaven-Reaching Hall." The palace was built against the mountains, spanning three Peaks, and its Aura was magnificent.

Deep within the main hall, on a carved red sandalwood armchair, a woman leaned back against the chair.

She wore a purple Phoenix robe, with Phoenix patterns embroidered in gold thread spreading from the shoulders to the cuffs. Every thread shimmered with a faint purple halo in the sunlight.

The Phoenix robe was tailored extremely tightly, clearly outlining her body. Her shoulders were narrow and her waist thin, but below that, she was suddenly curvaceous, the arc of her hips filling out the skirt of the Phoenix robe into a full curve.

Her legs were crossed and resting on a footstool beside the chair. Purple boots wrapped around her calves, while above the knee, her snowy-white thighs were faintly outlined by the slit in the Phoenix robe.

Ye Lanxi.

The current head of the Ancient Ye Family, a Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor at the Peak, with a Major Achievement Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Her features were exquisite, with high brow bones, narrow Phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and a sharp jawline.

Her lips were full, coated in a light shade of deep crimson. When she didn't smile, they held a hint of coldness, but when she did, that hint of coldness turned into seven parts danger.

Her jet-black hair slid down past her collarbones, resting on the edge of the Phoenix robe's collar, making her neck appear even whiter and more slender.

At this moment, her right hand held a communication Jade Slip, her thumb rubbing back and forth across its surface.

The content of the Jade Slip was simple—news of Emperor Yun, Lu Chen, and her daughter.

Ye Lanxi's Phoenix eyes moved away from the Jade Slip, and her red lips slowly curled up.

"Lu Chen..."

She spoke the name, the tip of her tongue curling slightly against the inside of her teeth. As she finished, her lips pursed slightly, carrying a sense of savoring and provocation.

She set down the Jade Slip and rested her right index finger on the armrest of the armchair, tapping the red sandalwood surface rhythmically.

Her nails were long and painted the same deep crimson as her lips, making a crisp "tap-tap" sound against the wood.

"The only new Great Emperor in eighty thousand years."

Her voice was low, possessing the unique magnetic quality of a mature woman, with each word slowly delivered from her chest.

"Shattering the Heavenly Gate, refusing Ascension, blood and Qi never withering, and Lifespan never ending."

The curve of her red lips rose bit by bit until, finally, a row of neat, pearly teeth was revealed.

Ye Lanxi stood up.

The hem of the Phoenix robe slid off the armchair, the purple fabric tracing a silent arc across the floor.

She walked to the window of the main hall and pushed open the carved lattice. The mountain wind poured in, blowing her loose hair behind her.

Her right hand rested on the window frame, her fingertips tapping twice as her Phoenix eyes gazed at the distant horizon.

"I wonder if this Great Emperor Junior..."

Her tongue slid from her lower lip to her upper lip before slowly withdrawing.

"...can withstand one of my kicks. My Desolate Ancient Sacred Body hasn't encountered a strong opponent in a long time; it's already thirsting for battle!"