152: Palm strike Taiyin Youying

Di Yan opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them.

"Breaking through from Profound Immortal Perfection directly to Late Stage Earth Immortal—Third Brother's gift is indeed heavy."

He felt the vast immortal power surging within his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Not only had his cultivation improved, but his Physical Body and Divine Soul had also undergone significant tempering and sublimation during this closed-door cultivation.

Suddenly, Di Yan raised his head and looked outside the cultivation room.

"Oh? Consort Xue is awake."

In the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot.

Inside the Harem, within the Shuang Hua Palace.

Murong Xue, lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes.

A trace of confusion flashed by quickly, followed immediately by a surge of ancient memories that violently rushed into her mind!

The Dark Moon Hidden Shade!

Master of the Origin of Extreme Yin, the counterpart to the sun zhuzhao, she was one of the Innate Divinities born at the very beginning of the Universe's creation!

Her memories had recovered by about fifty percent; though incomplete, it was enough for her to understand her Origins.

However, when her gaze inadvertently swept toward the cradle by the bedside,

The aura around her body suddenly stuttered.

In the cradle, a delicately carved infant was sleeping soundly, its small mouth slightly pouted, its features faintly reflecting the shadow of that man.

Murong Xue—or rather, the Murong Xue who had awakened more than half of The Dark Moon Hidden Shade's memories—had an expression that was almost dull for the first time on her exquisite face.

She had actually given birth to a child for someone?

That domineering, forceful Emperor who, in her memories, was nothing more than a tiny speck.

Absurd! Disgraceful! Unbelievable!

All sorts of emotions overwhelmed the daze she felt upon waking, which then transformed into a towering rage!

"Emperor... Yan—!"

She spoke through gritted teeth, her bone-chilling voice squeezed from between them as the Qi of Extreme Yin spread around her, instantly freezing the entire Shuang Hua Palace and causing the space itself to let out an overburdened "crack".

Just as she was preparing to overturn the palace and settle the score with that audacious man,

Di Yan, dressed in black robes, walked slowly into the hall from outside.

His calm gaze fell upon Murong Xue's face, which had become increasingly cold and glamorous due to her anger.

"Awake?" he asked in a casual tone.

"How dare you..." Seeing his attitude, Murong Xue's anger flared even hotter. She raised her slender hand, and a current of Extreme Yin cold capable of freezing the Divine Soul swirled toward Di Yan!

This strike was launched in fury, carrying a portion of her Origin power after her memory Awakening, far surpassing an ordinary Great Emperor!

Di Yan neither dodged nor avoided it, and he didn't even use his immortal power.

He simply raised his hand, spread his fingers, and gave a gentle squeeze toward that cold current.

*Puff.*

The terrifying cold current, capable of freezing ten thousand miles, was silently annihilated in his palm without even causing a ripple.

Murong Xue's pupils shrank suddenly!

Before she could react, Di Yan's figure had already appeared in front of her.

*Slap!*

A crisp, loud slap landed squarely on Murong Xue's delicate, supple face.

The force wasn't heavy, but it was humiliating enough.

Murong Xue's head was knocked to the side, and a clear palm print quickly surfaced on her cheek.

She was stunned.

As the Reincarnation of The Dark Moon Hidden Shade, even with incomplete memories, the pride in her bones made it impossible for her to endure such treatment!

"You!"

*Slap!*

Another slap landed on her other cheek.

Di Yan withdrew his hand and looked down at her with an indifferent gaze: "Are you clear-headed now?"

Murong Xue clutched her face, her eyes a mix of anger and shock, along with a strange flutter that even she hadn't noticed.

Why did this feeling of being suppressed by absolute power and treated roughly feel so unusual?

She bit her lower lip hard, suppressing that bizarre wave in her heart, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth: "I want to go out and undergo my tribulation."

Her voice was still icy, but it lacked the hysteria from before.

Di Yan glanced at her and nodded slightly: "Granted."

With a wave of his hand, the Harem Restriction opened a passage for her.

Murong Xue gave him one last fierce glare before transforming into a cold light of Extreme Yin, rushing out of Shuang Hua Palace and straight into the starry sky.

In the depths of the starry sky, in a desolate region far from the Five Evolutions Great Thousand World.

Murong Xue stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering.

She no longer suppressed the surging power and awakened Origin within her body.

Rumble!

The terrifying Great Emperor Tribulation and Immortal Ascension Tribulation descended simultaneously!

In the pitch-black tribulation clouds, there was no lightning or heavenly fire, only endless cold Qi of Extreme Yin that could freeze time.

Murong Xue's face was like frost, her eyes flashing with the disdain belonging to The Dark Moon Hidden Shade.

She didn't even raise her hand.

With just a thought, the illusory shadow of a Dark Moon slowly emerged behind her.

Wherever the Dark Moon's light shone, that terrifying cold Qi of Extreme Yin quickly receded.

Three breaths.

In just three breaths, all the Heavenly Tribulations vanished into thin air.

Murong Xue's cultivation began to skyrocket madly!

Great Emperor First Level, Second Level... Early Stage True Immortal, Middle Stage, Late Stage, Peak, Perfection!

It finally came to a steady halt at Early Stage Profound Immortal!

Although not as great as Mu Xuanyin's recovery to the Immortal King realm, given that she had only awakened fifty percent of her memories, it was already shocking enough.

She was surrounded by the aura of the Dao of Extreme Yin, her skin as white as jade, her eyes as deep as the night, and her temperament cold and aloof, as if untainted by any mortal concerns.

However, when she returned to the Taiyan Immortal Court and stepped into the Shuang Hua Palace again, seeing the man sitting by her bed,

That newly reconstructed aloofness and coldness seemed to waver faintly again.

"Finished your tribulation?" Di Yan looked up.

Murong Xue took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to strike immediately.

Those two slaps just now had made her clearly realize the power gap between them at this moment.

"Di Yan, there must be a resolution to the matter between us." Her voice was icy: "This seat is the Reincarnation of The Dark Moon Hidden Shade, how can I..."

Before she could finish her sentence,

Di Yan suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and appeared in front of her instantly.

He was so fast that she had no time to react at all.

*Slap! Slap! Slap!*

Three consecutive slaps, heavier than before, left Murong Xue dizzy and seeing stars. She staggered back until her back hit the cold palace pillar.

Humiliation!

Extreme humiliation!

But why, deep in her heart, was that bizarre flutter becoming more and more intense?

Leaning against the pillar, she looked up at the approaching Di Yan.

There was no expression on that handsome and majestic face, only a sense of absolute control.

He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

"Resolution?" Di Yan's voice was low and slow: "Murong Xue, you are my consort and the mother of my child. This fact will not change because of whose Reincarnation you are."

His fingertips applied slight pressure, stroking her delicate skin and sending a shiver through her.

"Remember, you are only my Beloved Consort, not anyone's Reincarnation."

"If you mention it again, do not blame me for being unkind."

Murong Xue's body went stiff, and that strange flutter in her heart instantly swept through her entire body.

A humiliation she had never felt before, along with some dark desire, completely swallowed her up.

She looked at Di Yan's approaching lips and the undisguised desire for possession and conquest in his eyes.

Finally, an instant before Di Yan's kiss fell, she closed her eyes, her long lashes trembling violently, her voice as faint as a mosquito's, carrying a submission she hadn't even noticed herself:

"Your Majesty, Your Subject... Your Subject knows her mistake."

Di Yan paused for a moment and looked at her.

He then chuckled, picked her up in his arms, and walked toward the bed.

"No, I think you're just in need of a lesson."

Murong Xue wrapped her arms around Di Yan's neck, looking at his profile close at hand, the desire in her eyes growing more intense.

This damn man, he hit me so hard.

I wonder if he'll give me a few more slaps.

*Hiss!*

How could I think like that?

No!

This isn't me, The Dark Moon Hidden Shade!

It's that wench Murong Xue!