81: Chapter 81 Run, Dead Legs! My Fiancée and Ex-Girlfriend are Here!

The sky above the Azure Emperors Secret Realm split open.

It was not ordinary cracks, but the entire dome of the sky collapsing from the highest point downwards, with massive chunks of spatial debris raining down, carrying grey currents of Chaos.

The ground beneath their feet shook violently, and the Cultivators still remaining in various parts of the Secret Realm let out terrified screams.

The Secret Realm was collapsing.

The last thing the Azure Emperor's remnant soul did before dissipating was not to leave any final words, but to release all the repulsive force of the entire Secret Realm.

An irresistible force of space enveloped everyone within it.

Lu Chen felt fine, but everyone else felt like they had been grabbed by an invisible giant hand and thrown out with great force.

Wei Hongyu beside him let out a short, startled cry, instinctively clutching his arm.

Leng Qingqiu, Yun Qianyue, Yan Lingji, Su Xuner, Su Qiyue, Lin Bufan, Shen Mengyao, Xiao Yuzhu, as well as Jiang Yifei, Nangong Ziyi, and Ji Linger.

Everyone was rolled into a ball by the spatial force and hurled towards the exit of the Secret Realm.

Boom!

They crashed down from above the canyon.

Lu Chen supported Wei Hongyu with one hand, his feet stepping on the Void Realm to land steadily.

A ripple of Great Emperor Spiritual Qi surged outwards, neutralizing the falling momentum of everyone else.

Leng Qingqiu landed silently, holding the imperial sword jiuyou to her chest.

Yun Qianyue spread her nine fox tails to act as a cushion.

Su Qiyue landed on her butt, rubbing her sore tailbone.

Behind them, the entrance to the Azure Emperors Secret Realm was shrinking rapidly.

That ancient crack spanning the depths of the canyon was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rumble.

The moment the crack closed, a shockwave of Spiritual Qi spread in all directions, slicing a layer off the canyon walls on both sides and sending debris flying everywhere.

The Secret Realm was closed.

There were still many Cultivators scattered on the plains outside the canyon; they were the other Disciples from the three Holy Lands who had been sent out earlier, waiting for the Elders.

They watched from afar, not daring to approach.

Lu Chen was just about to speak.

The sky changed.

The originally sunny sky was swallowed by thick black clouds within three breaths.

Those clouds were not naturally formed, but were the result of Void Realm turbulence brought out by two overbearing forces forcibly tearing through space.

The entire sky was split from the very center.

A massive spatial rift spanned the firmament, a hundred feet wide, with spatial debris constantly crumbling from the edges and smashing into the ground, creating deep craters.

Two auras of pressure poured down from the rift.

Quasi-Emperor pressure, and two of them at that.

The Cultivators present suffered instantly; those below the Dragon Transformation Realm collapsed directly to the ground, and those in the Xiantai Realm had their legs trembling.

Leng Qingqiu's imperial sword jiuyou unsheathed on its own, the blade humming and vibrating, blocking most of the pressure for its Revered Master.

The Emperor Weapon Embryos of Su Xuner and Su Qiyue lit up simultaneously, the two fire-poker-like weapons releasing shields that enveloped the sisters.

Wei Hongyu, having just broken through to the Supreme Realm, released her Domain to protect Lin Bufan, Shen Mengyao, and Xiao Yuzhu alongside her.

Jiang Yifei's protective imperial armor activated again, blocking Nangong Ziyi and Ji Linger behind him.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Two figures slowly emerged from the rift.

Two cold, fury-filled female voices came from the horizon.

"Who dares to touch the Young Lord of my Jiang Family!"

"Who dares to bully my niece!"

As the voices fell, all the vegetation on the entire plain flattened, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground for ten miles around.

Jiang Yifei looked up abruptly, his face revealing the wild joy of surviving a disaster.

"Aunt!"

Nangong Ziyi's eyes instantly reddened.

"Aunt!"

Everyone was looking at the sky.

Only one person had a completely different reaction.

The moment Lu Chen heard those two voices, his lower body trembled twice.

"Damn it."

Lu Chen swore.

"Jiang Yi, Nangong Waner."

He squeezed out these two names, his tone full of disbelief.

"How did these two crazy women get here?!"

Upon hearing these two names, Wei Hongyu, who had been holding Lu Chen's arm to show affection, suddenly stiffened.

Lu Chen's brain worked at high speed.

[It's over, it's over, it's over.]

[The fiancée and the rumored girlfriend are here!]

Lu Chen made a decision.

He abruptly shook off Wei Hongyu's hand and turned to face Yan Lingji.

"Lingji!"

Lu Chen's voice rose to an unprecedented pitch.

"You take the lead! Take all the personnel of the Holy Land back to the Yunxiao Holy Land! I'm making a run for it!"

Yan Lingji hadn't reacted yet.

Lu Chen added.

"Run, legs, run!"

Before the words faded, Lu Chen stomped his right foot down fiercely.

Boom!

The spatial barrier beneath his feet was shattered by a single kick, and a human-sized void passage appeared in front of everyone.

Lu Chen's figure flashed and drilled into the chaotic void.

He didn't even leave a shadow behind.

"..."

Yun Qianyue's nine fox tails all drooped down.

"..."

Wei Hongyu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, maintaining the posture of holding him just a moment ago.

Su Qiyue asked everyone's inner thoughts in an extremely innocent tone.

"Did Revered Master run away?"

Lin Bufan, "The Old Ancestor has abandoned us."

In the sky, the figures of Jiang Yi and Nangong Waner had already descended to mid-air, and two Quasi-Emperor Divine Senses swept across the entire field.

Yan Lingji reacted the fastest.

"People of the Yunxiao Holy Land, follow me! Head back home!"

Leng Qingqiu sheathed her sword and took one last look at the two figures in the sky.

"Let's go."

—

Inside the chaotic void.

Lu Chen traveled through the grey spatial rifts at Great Emperor speed, the turbulence behind him torn in half by his velocity.

He had just turned and left like that, as if he had made up his mind, never looking back again!

The Quasi-Emperor's Divine Sense failed to capture his aura—Great Emperor-level movement techniques cannot be tracked by a Quasi-Emperor.

An incense stick's time later.

Yunxiao Holy Land, Xiaoyao Peak.

The light of the mountain-protecting array flickered, and a figure tumbled out of the void.

Lu Chen slumped onto the grandmaster chair, not even adjusting the angle of the rocking chair, lying flat on his back.

"Crazy, crazy, how did they come to the Eastern Wasteland..."

Lu Chen closed his eyes and thought deeply.

In his mind, the System's electronic voice sounded right on cue.

[Ding!]

[Detected that the Host has completed the cultivation task: Lead all Disciples to the Azure Emperors Secret Realm.]

[Task Evaluation: S-Rank (Additional comment: Although the Host slacked off the whole time, the Disciples gained a lot, barely passing.)]

[Rewards being distributed—]

[Imperial Weapon Upgrade Card × 1, has been deposited into the System backpack.]

[Salted Fish Value + 10000 points, has been credited. Equivalent to ten years of Lifespan, has been automatically recharged to the Host's Lifespan limit.]

Lu Chen opened his eyes.

Ten years of Lifespan credited.

Imperial Weapon Upgrade Card secured.

Added to the previous Fusion of the heavy pupil and other miscellaneous rewards, the gains from this trip to the Secret Realm far exceeded expectations.

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth finally curled up.

He rolled over on the grandmaster chair, burying his face in the bear-skin cushion.

"It's finally over."

This damned team-building mission, the boring Secret Realm, that bastard Azure Emperor old man, damn it... Wei Hongyu, and those two coming here, is this marriage going to happen? What excuse should I use this time?

From today on, he would go into seclusion at Xiaoyao Peak.

Go into seclusion first, see no one.

After all, this matter is of great importance, black and white or color photo, Makoto or Shido? Harem problems, a single thought makes the difference!

Lu Chen:

[Makoto is above, please accept my bow!]

[There's no way around it, these two Fairies, one is the sister of the Jiang Family head, the other is the former Goddess of the Nangong Family, both are over 100 years older than him!]

[When he was young, the two of them caught him weak and squeezed him crazily! It left a trauma! It was all done!]

Only a poem can express the story between him, Jiang Yi, and Nangong Waner!

In youth, I cast away the spring; flowers and horses stepped on hooves, wine splattered fragrance.

Unable to rival the two beauties' soft voices, who knew I was a hidden wolf.

Had to follow Jiang Yi to tune the zither and strings, and in the evening accompany Nangong Waner to tidy the embroidery bed.

Waiting for the Lightning Tribulation to burn the body, laughing as I tore the Fairy skirt and stepped onto the jade bed.

Jiang Yi's icy skin stained with pink, Nangong Waner's cloud-like hair splashed with white mud.

The myriad surnames of the Central Plains look up to the new Emperor, only then realizing the lad beneath the crotch of that year.

Do not say that all beneath the Fairy's skirt are cowardly bones, from now on on the white jade bed I am the King, waist not trembling, person on top, entering the new bridal chamber!