42: Saint, spare my life! Ye Xuan's killing intention!

Ye Xuan’s voice, mixed with the Saint’s unstoppable and majestic might, instantly swept across the entire Imperial Capital.

At this moment, those people were all terrified, facing the Saint’s pressure.

They dared not take another step.

“Saint, spare our lives!”

“Saint, spare our lives, we will never dare again.”

“Saint, please forgive us, we are willing to hand over all our possessions as compensation, please, Saint Ye Xuan, spare us.”

In the Imperial Capital, those Cultivators who had been taking advantage of the chaos now all showed expressions of terror.

They prostrated themselves on the ruins, begging Ye Xuan for forgiveness.

Meanwhile, those kind Cultivators and ordinary people who had been oppressed at this time all looked up.

Their eyes were filled with anticipation.

This Saint Ye Xuan seemed to have come to save them.

Then, they were finally saved.

“Thank you, Old Ancestor Ye Xuan, for your intervention.

If it weren’t for Old Ancestor’s help this time, our Hanhai Dynasty would probably have been razed to the ground by them.”

Yun Tianming, holding his breath, endured his severe injuries and came before Ye Xuan to express his gratitude.

“Rise,” Ye Xuan said indifferently, looking at Yun Tianming, “I have already agreed to your marriage proposal.

Cloud Hua Pistil is already my fiancée, so the matters of the Hanhai Dynasty are naturally related to me, and it is only right for me to intervene.”

If it weren’t for Cloud Hua Pistil, Ye Xuan naturally wouldn’t have helped the Hanhai Dynasty.

Yun Tianming was also very clear about this point.

“Thank you, Old Ancestor Ye Xuan.”

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, the stone in Yun Tianming’s heart finally settled.

This was probably the only joyful news he had heard after experiencing the destruction of his family.

It was just a pity that those who had died could never return.

His Imperial Brother, and those Imperial Bloodlines, they could never come back.

However, fortunately, they still had Cloud Hua Pistil.

As long as they had Ye Xuan’s protection, and waited for Cloud Hua Pistil to grow up, even if she couldn’t become a Saint, with Ye Xuan present, their Hanhai Dynasty could rise again.

This way, he would be at ease.

“Second Imperial Uncle, are you alright?”

Cloud Hua Pistil rushed to Yun Tianming’s side at this moment, her eyes red, crying.

“I’m fine, Ruier, don’t worry, I’m fine.

As long as you are still here, Second Imperial Uncle will be fine.”

Yun Tianming tried his best to make his tone gentle, comforting Cloud Hua Pistil.

“But, your injuries!”

Cloud Hua Pistil looked at Yun Tianming’s injuries; that sword almost severed half of his body, and he had forcibly burned his Divine Soul and detonated his Imperial Dragon Qi to fight the enemy.

If these injuries were combined, a person in the Venerable Realm would probably have already perished by now.

It was only because Yun Tianming was a Half-Saint that he could still hold on for a while longer.

“This is a Phaseless Rebirth Medicinal Pill.

Take it.

It contains the power of vitality and can help your body recover, though it cannot restore your Divine Soul.

However, it can at least let you live for a few more years.”

Ye Xuan gave a Medicinal Pill to Yun Tianming.

The Phaseless Rebirth Medicinal Pill, made from Spirit Medicine containing the purest vitality, although not comparable to the Spirit Devouring Undying Medicinal Pill that could bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones, was still extremely rare and sufficient to heal Yun Tianming’s injuries.

“Thank you, Old Ancestor Ye Xuan, for the bestow.”

Yun Tianming showed a hint of joy, took the Medicinal Pill, and immediately consumed it.

The medicinal power of the Phaseless Rebirth Medicinal Pill surged out, and in an instant, the power of vitality pulsed.

Good, Yun Tianming’s injuries were slowly recovering at an astonishing speed.

“Thank you, Old Ancestor Ye… Husband!”

Upon seeing this situation, Cloud Hua Pistil’s eyes lit up with joy and excitement, and she hastily thanked Ye Xuan.

Husband!

Hearing these two words, Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow.

He hadn’t expected Cloud Hua Pistil to be so compliant, calling him ‘Husband’ even before marrying him.

However, this was bound to happen sooner or later, so a little earlier didn’t matter.

Moreover, Ye Xuan looked at Cloud Hua Pistil, who was like an elf under the moonlight, and his heart stirred slightly.

Cloud Hua Pistil and Tang Linglong had two completely different charms.

But the only thing they had in common was their devastatingly beautiful appearances.

“Old Ancestor Ye Xuan!”

Yun Tianming had finished circulating his Qi and stood respectfully to the side, awaiting his instructions.

Of course, such a short time would naturally not allow his injuries to fully recover.

After things settled down, he would still need to consume some healing plants to fully recover.

“Tell me, why did Tianjian Pavilion attack you?”

Ye Xuan’s expression was cold and indifferent as he spoke.

The Hanhai Dynasty, once one of the Three Great Factions of Tianmu Province.

This title sounded very grand, but in the eyes of the top factions in Tianxing Province, it was not worth mentioning.

Without a Saint, they were like ants.

The resources of the Hanhai Dynasty were like trash in their eyes, not worth mentioning; even if given for free, these people wouldn’t even glance at them.

Yet, for such a Hanhai Dynasty, Tianjian Pavilion sent three Half-Saints to deal with them.

This was truly somewhat unusual.

“The reason, well, it’s like this…”

Yun Tianming gave a self-deprecating smile, then explained his speculated reason.

It was nothing more than the leakage of Cloud Hua Pistil’s Myriad Spirits Dao Body, which Lin Weisheng found out about, and then sent people to destroy the Hanhai Dynasty and take Cloud Hua Pistil away.

“So that’s how it is!”

A chilling killing intent flashed in Ye Xuan’s eyes.

He already harbored killing intent towards Lin Weisheng because of the youhuang ghost birth flower matter.

This current incident, for Ye Xuan, was another reason to kill Lin Weisheng.

“Second Imperial Uncle, is all of this because of my Physique?”

Cloud Hua Pistil’s eyes were tearful.

She truly couldn’t understand why some people would kill so many others just because of her Physique.

And her Imperial Father, her elder sister, they… they all died!

“Ruier, it’s not like that, none of this is Ruier’s fault, it’s…”

Yun Tianming hurriedly tried to comfort Cloud Hua Pistil.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Ye Xuan had already interrupted him.

“You are not wrong.

If there is any fault, it is merely because you are too weak.”