26: Chapter 26: Let's call it a draw.

"In the previous battle, Duke Ye and the Lord of Chang'an both lost their ability to fight, so let's call it a draw."

Simply put, Mi Hua did not want to drag it out any longer and directly proposed changing the rules of the marriage competition.

"Heh, this Prince was not aware of this. Hasn't the Lord of Chang'an already lost his life? Ten against ten is too troublesome. Let's change it to you and me deciding the winner. If you lose, you marry me. If this Prince loses, I will withdraw from Great Qin immediately and never set foot in the Great Qin Dynasty again for the rest of my life. How about that!"

"Presumptuous! You brat, you have some nerve!" Ye Qingshan was furious, but his injuries left him temporarily unable to move.

"Fine, I agree. Let's decide the winner between us!"

Ye Qingyan thought for a moment and immediately agreed. She took out a cyan longsword and pointed it straight at Mi Hua. The sword's radiance surged, and her red dress looked exceptionally elegant.

"Die!"

The two wielded their swords, and after a few rounds, neither could do anything to the other.

Mi Hua's cultivation was at the ninth level of the True Profound Realm, two levels higher than Ye Qingyan.

"Moonlight Sword Technique!" Ye Qingyan began to use her Mystic Power techniques, and streams of Mystic Power instantly enveloped the longsword in her hand.

The massive moonlight was like the peak of day, and with a single slash, she unleashed a crescent moon strike over ten zhang in size.

"The Princess's moves are still a bit weak. You had better behave and become this Prince's wife. Once you marry me, you will be the mistress of the harem!"

Seeing this Mystic Power technique, Mi Hua raised his longsword unhurriedly: "Yama Ghost Sword Slash!"

Gloomy and terrifying black Mystic Power spread out, then slashed forth like a ghost.

"Bang!" Amidst the horrified expressions of the crowd, that black ghost shadow technique instantly severed the white crescent moon and shot straight toward Ye Qingyan.

In the end, Mi Hua's Mystic Power technique was superior.

"Bastard, no!"

"Your Highness, get out of the way!" Ye Qingshan roared with bloodshot eyes.

"Heh, you want to die? Do you think that if you die, I won't be able to have you?" Mi Hua said almost crazily.

At this desperate moment, Ye Qingyan blankly closed her eyes, even dropping the longsword in her hand. She gave up resisting; even if she died, she did not want to marry such a person.

In this moment, she seemed to see the person from her childhood who had clamored to marry her. Loss, grievance, and all sorts of emotions flooded her being.

"I suppose I won't be able to see you ever again."

"Oh, who won't you be able to see?" A familiar and affectionate voice came from beside her, and that peerlessly handsome face made Ye Qingyan completely unable to look away.

Ye Xuan held Ye Qingyan with one hand, while his other hand easily blocked the lethal sword strike.

"You, you're back? Am I dreaming?"

Ye Qingyan wiped her eyes again and again, looking at the Ye Xuan before her in disbelief.

"How about a kiss to prove it?"

Ye Xuan deliberately lowered his head, leaning to within a finger's width of Ye Qingyan, looking at the stunning beauty before him with a mischievous smile: "I'm not too late, am I? My little Qingyan?"

"Bad guy, you bad guy, why did you only come back now?" Ye Qingyan, wearing a red long dress, suddenly burst into tears. A woman bearing such great pressure could ultimately not hold back and broke down.

The two had met in the Great Qin Imperial Palace. Back then, because Ye Xuan was exceptionally talented and famous throughout the Eight Desolations, he was naturally highly regarded by the Great Qin Emperor Ye Shimin. After all, the Ye surname of the Ye family was bestowed by the royal family, and every generation of the Ye family head would inherit the title of Duke of Great Qin, a hereditary position.

"Hey, do you want to marry me when you grow up?"

"Okay, but you must be stronger than me before I can marry you."

The two children had simply made their promise to each other with a few words.

It was just that a certain handsome young man had long forgotten this promise.

"Damned bastard, who are you? How dare you hold this Prince's future wife!"

Seeing a strange man holding his future wife, Mi Hua's face was filled with a ferocious expression, and his eyes were instantly filled with jealousy and envy: "This Prince is going to slaughter him!"

"Yo, where did this toad run out from? Still 'your wife'—when did Qingyan ever agree to marry you?" Ye Xuan didn't care about Mi Hua at all. He lowered his head and looked tenderly at the Great Qin Princess, Ye Qingyan, in his arms, teasing her: "Yo, you even wore a mask. Did you really want to marry this person?"

"Who would want to marry him? He's disgusting!"

"Brother Xuan, then will you help me take off the mask?" Ye Qingyan said with an expectant look.

"Alright then." Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Xuan reached out and removed the mask that covered the Great Qin Princess's stunning face.

"Oh my, a girl changes eighteen times as she grows up. My little follower from before has grown up to be so beautiful. Not bad, not bad."

Looking at Ye Qingyan, who revealed her stunning face, Ye Xuan couldn't help but comment.

"Idiot," Ye Qingyan said softly and coquettishly.

The two's flirting made Mi Hua's jealousy surge, especially after seeing Ye Xuan remove Ye Qingyan's mask, which almost drove him mad.

"Die for this Prince, I want to kill you!"

Mi Hua suddenly pointed his sword at Ye Xuan and charged over.

"You are really a turn-off. Go to hell and stop being an eyesore."

Ye Xuan put down Ye Qingyan, then took out the moon spirit sword and swung it lightly. The entire arena that had been requisitioned for the marriage competition was instantly destroyed.

"How is this possible! You... you..."

Mi Hua, who had just charged over, had his expression change drastically. Before he could even dodge, he was decapitated by that sword energy.

"Bang!"

The sword in Mi Hua's hand instantly shattered into countless pieces, turning into wisps of dust.

It was even more shocking than the battle between the two Spirit Profound Realm powerhouses, Ye Qingshan and Mi Sheng, just a moment ago.

"Capture these traitors!"

Ye Qingshan, who was leaning against the city wall recovering from his injuries, didn't have time to rest and hurriedly gave the order.

"Yes, Duke Ye."

Two Spirit Profound Realm experts from the royal family immediately led dozens of True Profound Realm experts to strike together, detaining the remaining people from Great Chu.

"Duke Ye, you are breaking the rules!"

"Duke Ye, what you are doing is unfair! We don't accept this!"

"Heh, don't accept it? Do I need to talk about rules with a bunch of dogs that bite the hand that feeds them?" Ye Qingshan sneered, then waved his hand to signal for them to be taken away and locked up. As for the Great Chu soldiers below, with these people in hand, those below would definitely not dare to attack the city easily.

Only then did Ye Qingshan heave a sigh of relief. He locked his gaze onto Ye Xuan, unable to hide the look of gratification in his eyes.

"Good lad, if you had come back one step later, you would probably be collecting your old man's corpse!"

The youth was dressed in white, his peerlessly handsome face so beautiful that if he were to wear women's clothing, he would likely be even more stunning than any woman.

"Dad, who could kill you? Look at what you're saying."

Ye Xuan jokingly retorted.

Ye Qingyan behind him suddenly rushed forward, tightly hugging the peerless youth in front of her, and said cautiously: "Brother Xuan, Qingyan thought she would never see you again."

Her beautiful eyes turned, and feelings of grievance, lingering fear, and longing swirled within them.

Ye Xuan knew that the hardest thing to bear was a beauty's favor.

"I'm sorry, I came back late. It's been almost seven years." Ye Xuan turned around and caressed the pretty face of the beauty before him.