88: Chapter 88 Kidnapping the child to catch the old one! It's my mother-in-law! You can't just tie her up!

Lu Chen no longer hid his intentions, daring to threaten me: "The two Fairies have courted death... no, that's not right, they must be guided by stick education!"

Since the two crazy women teamed up to tie him up, he couldn't be blamed for not playing by the rules.

His left index finger flicked the lid of the sword-nurturing gourd.

Pop, two rays of light flew out from the gourd's mouth.

One white and one cyan, the Sword Intent was completely different.

The white one had a blade like frosted ice, with cold Qi restrained; the sword was named — Wind Flower.

The cyan one had snow marks faintly visible on the sword spine, with sharpness overflowing; the sword was named — Snow Moon.

Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon.

Lu Chen's two life-bound emperor grade swords.

But after being nourished by the Great Emperor Origin for ten thousand years, their power was no less than an imperial weapon of the utmost path.

The two sword lights shot out from the gourd.

Nangong Waner's Nanli Divine Fire domain was swept away by the white Sword Qi.

Jiang Yi's Purple Extreme Heavenly Thunder Break was split in half by the cyan Sword Qi.

The two gorgeous female cultivators at the Ninth Stage of the Quasi-Emperor Realm retreated at the same time.

Nangong Waner retreated seventeen steps, her bare feet stepping on the Void Realm.

Jiang Yi retreated nineteen steps, her explosive state from the Xuantian Six Transformations was directly shattered by the Sword Intent, and her cultivation fell from the Middle Stage of the Emperor Realm back to the Ninth Stage of the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Lu Chen's figure flashed, using Shrinking Ground to an Inch.

At the speed of the Emperor Realm, even Quasi-Emperors couldn't even capture his afterimage.

He hooked his left arm around Nangong Waner's waist and used his right hand to grip the back of Jiang Yi's neck, pulling both arms in to embrace both women simultaneously.

Nangong Waner and Jiang Yi froze at the same time.

This embrace was too familiar.

So familiar that their bodies reacted before their brains, subconsciously leaning against his chest.

Then a golden light flashed.

The immortal binding rope was used again.

Golden threads shot out from Lu Chen's fingertips, binding the two together back-to-back.

The path of the threads was still outrageous — crossing over their shoulders to their chests, forming a rhombus on each of their chests, then tightening from their waists, and wrapping around the roots of their legs.

The two were back-to-back, protruding in the front and protruding in the back, curvy in the front and curvy in the back.

Nangong Waner's back was pressed tightly against Jiang Yi's back, their hot figures squeezed even more exaggeratedly by the golden threads.

Lu Chen withdrew his hands, took two steps back, and looked down at them.

"Are you two still going to be crazy?"

"You're weaker than me, yet you still want to tie me up?"

Lu Chen extended his right hand, tapping Nangong Waner's forehead with his index finger, then tapping Jiang Yi's forehead.

"If I don't tie you two up and spank you, it's only because I'm kind-hearted."

He adjusted his sleeves, and the tone of his telepathic voice changed.

"How did you two treat me back then? When you forced yourselves on me, I was over a hundred years younger than you; how could you bring yourselves to do it?"

"Making me pull a big cart with a small horse, wasn't I tired?"

Nangong Waner bit her lower lip and didn't speak, her peach-blossom eyes filled with water.

Jiang Yi's phoenix eyes glared fiercely at Lu Chen, her face flushed to the roots of her neck, her lips trembled a few times, but in the end, she didn't utter a word.

Lu Chen sighed, his voice softening by half.

"I'll send you two home later, stop bothering me for now."

Nangong Waner couldn't hold back first.

"I don't want to go back!"

She twisted her body violently, the golden threads tightening even more, but she didn't care at all.

"Lu Chen, I've lived as a widow for a hundred years for you! A hundred years!"

Jiang Yi also lowered her head.

"A hundred years! A hundred years! Do you know how I spent those hundred years? Do you know?"

Lu Chen spoke shamelessly:

"Back in the Central Region, my gun didn't have any bullets. Your two families made me choose between the two of you. I knew I would regret it no matter who I chose! So I had no choice!"

Jiang Yi: "But why couldn't the one you chose be me? I'm not listening, I'm not listening, like a turtle chanting sutras. Let me tell you about my life over these years!"

[I'll say it! Ah]

[You said let me wait! I waited for nearly a hundred years!]

[A hundred years of wind, flower, snow, and moon, a hundred years of cold!]

[You said to let go of the worries in my heart, and I wouldn't be afraid of Immortal Ascension!]

[In the Heavenly Spring Pool, completely naked, isn't that enough to remember!]

...

[For a hundred years you ignored me, and in the end, you said the path to immortality is difficult!]

[Where does deep love find a path to reunion? Do you know how helpless I am!]

Lu Chen felt it sounded familiar, as if he had heard this rap on Blue Star.

He looked down at the two women tied together in front of him.

Ninth Stage Quasi-Emperors, the top powerhouses in the Human Realm, were acting as aggrieved as two little girls in front of him.

Lu Chen was silent for three breaths.

He raised his hand and gently pressed the top of their heads.

"I'll come to the Central Region to find you later."

The moment these words were spoken, Nangong Waner and Jiang Yi looked up at the same time.

Nangong Waner's peach-blossom eyes curved into crescents.

Jiang Yi, however, didn't smile.

She turned her head, swept a glance at Lu Chen with her phoenix eyes, and moved her lips.

Then she raised her neck and shouted towards the end of the firmament —

"Dad! Mom! Stop watching!"

Jiang Yi's voice pierced through ten thousand miles of the Void Realm.

"If you don't come now, the fiancé you picked for me is going to run away!"

Lu Chen's smile froze on his face.

The next breath.

At the end of the horizon, two pressures descended simultaneously.

Not at the Quasi-Emperor level.

It was the Great Emperor level, and not just ordinary Great Emperor level.

These two pressures were even thicker and more ancient than what Lu Chen had felt from the remnant soul of the Azure Emperor.

Carrying the accumulation of time, carrying the accumulation of eternity.

The firmament shattered.

The entire sky of the Eastern Wasteland Region trembled violently under these two pressures, and the ten thousand miles of clouds were forcibly pushed away, revealing the deep starry sky.

Two figures walked out from the depths of the Void Realm.

The first figure, a man.

Wearing an ancient white-gold imperial robe, the wild ancient dragon patterns embroidered on the imperial robe came to life in the spiritual light, swimming along the hem.

His physique was burly, his face square, his cheekbones high, and his purple-gold pupils burned with the might of the Imperial Dao.

He wore an imperial crown, his white hair tied up in the crown, but his face showed no signs of age.

The first step he took out of the Void Realm, he spoke.

His voice was like a bell, shaking the mountains of the entire Yunxiao Holy Land until they hummed.

"Who in the world is worthy of white clothes? Only I, God King Jiang Taixu!"

Jiang Taixu.

The Old Ancestor of the ancient Jiang Family of the Central Region.

Great Emperor Peak foundation.

The second figure followed closely behind.

A pair of plain white jade feet stepped through the Void Realm barrier, with slender ankles and high arches.

Immediately after was a silver-white imperial gauze dress, the dress made of ice silkworm silk, as thin as cicada wings, refracting seven-colored light in the sunlight.

A silver python belt inlaid with purple crystals was tied around her waist, cinching her slim waist into an incredible curve.

Above were snow-white collarbones, a swan neck, and a face so exquisite it had no flaws.

An oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows reaching into the temples, and a pair of phoenix eyes filled with frost and snow that had not melted for ten thousand years.

Her black hair cascaded to her waist like silk, a silver phoenix hairpin inserted at an angle in her hair, the phoenix's mouth holding a thumb-sized purple spirit bead, the spirit bead swaying gently with her steps.

Her face was seventy percent similar to Jiang Yi's, but with more grace accumulated over time.

She looked like Jiang Yi's sister, not her mother.

Ji Rushuang.

Jiang Yi's mother, Jiang Taixu's Dao Companion.

Great Emperor Peak foundation.

Two Great Emperors descended at the same time, four strands of Imperial Dao might overlapping.

On the ground, the Disciples of the Yunxiao Holy Land were speechless; was this a meeting of Great Emperors?

Jiang Taixu's purple-gold pupils locked onto Lu Chen, walking over with large strides.

"Lu Chen, you brat!"

His voice echoed in the ten thousand miles of the firmament.

"Is my daughter not worthy of you? You've been hiding for so many years! Today I came personally to force you to get married!"

Ji Rushuang walked to Jiang Taixu's side, her phoenix eyes scanning Lu Chen up and down.

"You still dare to bully my daughter? You were the ones who wanted to set the marriage back then, although there were some misunderstandings, haven't they all been resolved?"

She extended a jade finger and pointed at Lu Chen.

"You've looked at what you wanted to look at, touched what you wanted to touch, and done what you wanted to do, yet you want to postpone the wedding. Seeing that you are gifted, we have tolerated it for so many years."

Ji Rushuang withdrew her finger, her voice sinking.

"This time, come back with us to get married."

Lu Chen stood in place, his Imperial Dao spiritual power fully operational, protecting all the Disciples of the Yunxiao Holy Land.

He did indeed feel it — the aura of Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang was different from his.

Although they were both at the Great Emperor Peak, these two old guys who had been sleeping in the undying divine coffin for who knows how many years had something he didn't.

That aura was thick, harmonious, and in line with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The Mortal World Immortal mentioned by the System.

Those old Emperors lying in divine coffins, dividing their Divine Thought to observe the phenomena of heaven and earth, cultivating the Mortal World Dao; some of their mental states were already infinitely close to the Mortal World Immortal.

In other words, although the physical bodies of this couple were decaying, their Dao and Law were indeed a cut above his.

Lu Chen took a deep breath, put on a smiling face, and cupped his hands at Ji Rushuang.

"Mother-in-law, it's been a long time, you're looking more and more beautiful."

Ji Rushuang's phoenix eyes narrowed, and she didn't respond.

Lu Chen continued: "It's not that I don't want to get married, nor will I break off the engagement, but I have discovered an incredible secret at this stage, which may be related to why the Great Emperors cannot achieve Ascension, and I still need to investigate it thoroughly."

Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang's expressions changed at the same time.

"Could that be the reason you haven't ascended?"

Both spoke almost simultaneously.

Lu Chen nodded.

Ji Rushuang was silent for two breaths.

She flipped her right hand, and a white jade armchair inlaid with purple crystal armrests appeared out of thin air in the Void Realm.

She turned and sat down, crossing her legs.

The hem of her silver-white imperial gauze dress slid down her knees, revealing a section of fair and slender lower leg; that leg, from ankle to knee, had lines so smooth there wasn't a trace of excess, her arch tense, and silver Imperial Dao rule patterns faintly visible on her instep.

She leaned back slightly, one hand supporting her chin, her phoenix eyes looking down at Lu Chen.

That posture was clearly interrogating a prisoner.

But paired with her appearance and figure, it caused the male Disciples peeking from below to lose their minds collectively.

"Then I don't care."

Ji Rushuang's voice was unhurried.

"Your path ahead is dangerous, so you should get married first and leave a child behind. If something happens, at least there will be a descendant to inherit your legacy."

She tilted her head slightly, a sharp light flashing in her phoenix eyes.

"Don't you agree?"

The tied-up Nangong Waner argued from the side: "Lu Chen is mine! No one is allowed to snatch him!"

Lu Chen's Great Emperor Peak cultivation was pushed to the limit, stretching the protective formation of the Yunxiao Holy Land to the maximum to protect all the Disciples.

He spoke.

"A twisted melon isn't sweet! I didn't say I wouldn't take responsibility! I was indeed focused on Cultivation before—"

Jiang Taixu laughed out of anger.

"Good! Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

He formed a seal with his right hand, Imperial Dao Law condensed, and a purple-gold dragon shadow appeared behind him.

Ji Rushuang stood up from the armchair, her silver-white imperial gauze fluttering, and her Imperial Dao might climbed another level.

Two ancient Great Emperors prepared to join forces to force him to get married.

Just at this moment —

Boom!!!

A dull, extreme roar came from deep within the Forbidden Ground of the Yunxiao Holy Land's back mountain.

The sound wasn't loud, but it pierced through the Great Emperor's might, pierced through the Void Realm, and rang in the eardrums of everyone present.

Jiang Taixu's hand seal froze in mid-air.

Ji Rushuang's phoenix eyes suddenly widened.

In the direction of the Forbidden Ground in the back mountain, an aura that had been sleeping for who knows how many years was slowly waking up.

Lu Chen recognized this aura.

It was too familiar — Revered Master Ling Yuling.