878: Chapter 879 Xue Si Shu

The view before him suddenly opened up.

This was a spacious and elegant sleeping palace, permeated with a rich medicinal fragrance and the spiritual light of life. Several top-grade spirit crystals, radiating soft white light like miniature suns, were suspended in the hall to provide illumination. The four walls were inlaid with Soul-Cleansing Divine Wood, which could nourish the Divine Soul and purify impurities.

In the center of the hall was a massive jade bed carved from Ten-Thousand-Year Soul-Nurturing Jade Marrow, with a vitality so thick it almost manifested as physical spiritual liquid. Quietly lying upon the jade bed was a figure of imposing stature, yet his entire body was shrouded in a thick, greyish-white Death Qi—the Qingqiu King, Demon Emperor Xue Wuya! His eyes were tightly shut, his face had an unhealthy golden hue, and streaks of strange grey-black lines writhed like living creatures across his exposed skin, emitting a terrifying aura that devoured life! His breathing was so faint it was nearly imperceptible, and the flame of his life was like a candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any moment!

Beside the bed, a middle-aged woman of peerless elegance, whose aura was steeped in bone-deep sorrow, was tightly holding Xue Li, who had just lunged into her arms.

Yao Delong's gaze was instantly drawn to this beautiful woman.

Her hair was not purely black, but rather like amber that had settled for ten thousand years, flowing with a deep and mysterious golden-brown luster under the halo of the spirit crystals, winding down with a grace refined by time.

Her appearance could be called the Creator's most perfect masterpiece, yet it was filled with a breathtaking, contradictory beauty.

A pair of willow-leaf brows slanted toward her temples, naturally carrying the allure of the fox race; however, at the corners of those narrow Phoenix eyes, a natural, faint crimson hue bloomed like the first light of dawn, which should have been naturally seductive. Yet, when one looked closely, the depths of those eyes were as calm as a cold pond in late autumn! There wasn't a hint of flirtatious flightiness, only endless worry, an inseparable sorrow, and a resilience and wisdom settled after experiencing the vicissitudes of life. That gaze seemed to reflect the fading twilight and the newborn glimmer, deep enough to make one's heart tremble.

The bridge of her nose was as elegant and upright as the ridgeline of a distant mountain, carrying an inviolable heroism. Her full, lush lips were like the petals of a top-grade cinnabar peony soaked in morning dew, naturally crimson without any adornment, possessing a breathtakingly vivid color. At this moment, they trembled slightly due to her emotional state, adding a touch of pitiable vulnerability.

She wore a smoke-blue robe with wide sleeves, made of a fabric whose weave was indiscernible, appearing like light silk condensed from flowing mist. As she moved, her sleeves fluttered like a banished immortal. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with intricate and profound vine patterns in extremely fine silver thread; looking closely, one could see various spirited little foxes hidden among the leaves, running and playing!

Tied around her waist was a dark navy-blue brocade belt with cloud patterns, outlining her still-slender waist. Hanging from it was a full-moon-shaped jade pendant carved from mutton-fat white jade, with a lifelike jade fox looking back at the moon in the center.

Seeing Yao Delong enter, Yun Xiu suppressed her churning emotions and gently set Xue Li down. She immediately stood up and gave Yao Delong a deep bow, keeping her posture extremely low, without a trace of the arrogance belonging to the Queen of Qingqiu.

"This humble one is Yun Xiu. I pay my respects to Senior Dragon!" Her voice sounded like pearls falling onto a plate, yet it carried a deep exhaustion and sorrow. "Li'er is headstrong; that she could return safely this time is all thanks to Senior's great kindness! This humble one... on behalf of... on behalf of my husband, thanks Senior for his life-saving grace!" When she mentioned the word "husband," her voice clearly choked up, and a layer of mist instantly covered her eyes. That suppressed despair and hope were heartbreaking.

Yao Delong hurriedly bowed in return. "Madam, there is no need for such ceremony. Lady Xue Li is blessed by the heavens. As for treating the Fox King... please allow This Yao to examine the Fox King's injuries first."

Upon hearing this, a light of hope erupted in Yun Xiu's eyes, like a drowning person grasping at a floating log! She immediately stepped aside and said urgently, "Senior, please, quickly!" At the same time, she signaled to the captain of the guards and the maidservants standing in the hall with her eyes.

Just as Yao Delong took a deep breath and prepared to step forward to carefully examine Demon Emperor Xue Wuya's body, which was being eroded by the strange grey-black lines—

"Hold on!"

An arrogant voice, like the cracking of ten-thousand-year-old ice, carried undisguised skepticism and instantly interrupted the heavy sorrow and faint hope within the sleeping palace!

Yao Delong's brows furrowed slightly. This voice... seemed somewhat familiar? But in this Yao Race Holy Land, he was certain he had no acquaintances. Yun Xiu and Xue Li, however, turned their heads toward the palace door at the same time, expressions of surprise and complexity appearing on their faces.

"It's... Auntie?!" Xue Li blurted out with a hint of uncertainty and joy!

Just as the words left her mouth!

Shua!

A white shadow, like pouring moonlight, appeared in the sleeping palace in an instant! There were no spatial fluctuations, no surging Demonic Power; it was as if she was meant to be there all along!

The light in the hall seemed to brighten by several degrees!

Yao Delong looked closely, and despite his firm resolve and having seen countless beauties, a flash of amazement involuntarily flickered in his eyes!

The newcomer wore a dreamlike long dress of white and pink gradient gauze. The gauze was as light as nothing, flowing with a moonlight-like luster, perfectly outlining a body with breathtaking curves—neither a bit too much nor a bit too little!

Below a willow waist so slender it seemed it could be broken by a single hand was the sudden, plump, and perky silhouette of a peach, its curve so full it was startling. Under the cover of the gauze, it was filled with fatal temptation and a sense of wild power! A pair of snow-white, long legs, perfect like jade pillars, were faintly visible beneath the light gauze, inviting infinite reverie.

She was barefoot, her ankles slender and exquisite, as if carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade! Around her ankles was tied a string of tiny golden bells that seemed woven from solidified, brilliant starlight. As she descended soundlessly, the bells swayed slightly, letting out a faint, crisp sound that seemed capable of cleansing the Divine Soul.

Her face was even more beautiful, enough to topple all sentient beings and make heaven and earth lose their color!

Her skin was as white as frost and snow, so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch, as if it had condensed the purest luster in the world. Her brows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, possessing a charm that interwove heroism and allure. Her eyes were of pure, glaze-like pale gold, currently filled with scrutiny and doubt, like shimmering autumn waters; with a single glance, she seemed capable of easily capturing one's soul!

Her nose was small and pert, like a finely carved work of art. Her full, crimson lips were like the petals of a top-grade rose, newly bloomed and touched by morning dew, radiating a luster that tempted one to fall into ruin.

A waterfall of silver-white hair, like flowing moonlight, was draped smoothly behind her, the ends just barely touching the breathtaking curve of her hips, adding a touch of laziness and charm!

It was actually the Feathered Clothing Yao Emperor!

Inserting a picture; it seems it won't pass without a little rabbit.

Yao Delong's heart jolted! He instantly recognized this peerless yet oppressive existence before him!

It was the very same Middle-Rank Yao Emperor who, outside Bhikkhu City that day, had saved Nine Infant Chen from his hands, seen through his Great Sun Sacred Body and Yin Yang Origin aura at a glance, and even teased him—Yuyi!

Just as Yao Delong's mind was shaken, a cold mechanical voice sounded in his Sea of Consciousness:

[Target: Xue Shushu (Heavenly Fox Clan)]

[Age: 3200]

[Cultivation: Yao Emperor Middle Stage]

[Spiritual Power Affinity: 10]

[Favorability: 0]

"!!??" Yao Delong was surprised. Is this telling me to romance a Yao Emperor? Why were there no prompts during our last confrontation? Yao Delong was puzzled.