39: Chapter 39 You Can't Send Her

"You actually crippled my cultivation!"

Sect Master Yuwen Huaji's aura instantly withered, and his aged face was filled with a deathly grey pallor.

He understood that his situation was now hopeless.

"Killing you is not something I should do."

Ye Xuan shook his head, then looked at Empress Mi Qianxi beside him and said with a smile, "Go ahead, I leave the choice to you."

"Wuwuwu—" With her great vengeance about to be fulfilled, Empress Mi Qianxi's beautiful eyes were already flushed red, and her sobbing, growing from soft to loud, slowly drifted through this mountain ravine.

"Old scoundrel, when you killed my Imperial Father back then, did you ever think that you would have this day?"

Empress Mi Qianxi took out a top-grade mortal-tier longsword and walked step by step toward Sect Master Yuwen Huaji.

"My good disciple Qianxi, spare me. Have you forgotten the grace of my upbringing over these past seven years?"

Sect Master Yuwen Huaji's aged face revealed a rare look of terror. Now that he had been crippled, where in his body was there any Mystic Power left to resist? Everything was just a futile effort. "Your master has had his cultivation completely destroyed and cannot live for many more days. Spare me."

"For these seven years, not a day has gone by where I haven't thought about killing you with my own hands. Was having me cultivate your Heavenly Demon Sect's 'Heavenly Demon Yin Art' also for my own good? You were merely hoping that one day, you could let your dead, idiotic son control me."

"Your son is dead, and he misses you very much down below. Don't worry, I will send you down right now to keep him company!"

Empress Mi Qianxi gave a mocking smile, gathering all the Mystic Power in her body into the sword in her hand, and slashed toward Sect Master Yuwen Huaji. That sword strike, radiating the light of death, completely engulfed him.

The Heavenly Demon Sect's famous Mystic Art was the Heavenly Demon Yin-Yang Art, but the old scoundrel Sect Master Yuwen Huaji had sinister intentions and only taught her the Heavenly Demon Yin Art to control her for a lifetime. This was also the reason why Empress Mi Qianxi had abandoned cultivating the Heavenly Demon Yin Art halfway through.

"No, no... My dream has not yet been fulfilled. I have not yet reached the Heaven Profound Realm. You cannot kill me!"

Sect Master Yuwen Huaji's aged face was full of panic. He did not want to die yet and roared loudly, "My good disciple, spare me..."

Empress Mi Qianxi's rage-filled sword strike directly reduced Sect Master Yuwen Huaji to ashes. Her great vengeance was finally fulfilled. She fell to her knees with a thud and said with teary eyes, "Imperial Father, from your spirit in heaven, did you see? Your daughter has finally killed this old scoundrel!"

"Take that old scoundrel's spirit ring; it is your spoils of war."

"Oh, how generous. Let me see what's inside. Whoa, an Earth-tier Escape Shuttle. No wonder that old scoundrel arrived so quickly."

Ye Xuan examined the items inside the spirit ring with interest.

One has to say, this old scoundrel had not lived his hundred and fifty years in vain; there were quite a lot of spirit stones inside.

The Heavenly Demon Sect's sect-protecting Mystic Art, the 'Heavenly Demon Yin-Yang Art,' is considered an Earth-tier Mystic Art, and at most, it can only allow one to reach the Earth Profound Realm. No wonder that old scoundrel wanted to seize others' Mystic Arts.

'Cloud Shadow Freedom Step,' an Earth-tier Mystic Skill? This thing is decent. Hmm, I can keep it.

Among all the old scoundrel's treasures, only the Escape Shuttle was decent, but Ye Xuan didn't really think much of it, because he had the crane, Little Nine.

"Alright, alright, this old scoundrel's things are too inferior. They are yours."

After looking through it, Ye Xuan said with a look of disdain.

He already possessed many good things, and many of them he hadn't even fully mastered yet, so he had no need for these superfluous Mystic Arts and Mystic Skills.

"No, I don't want it. If it weren't for you, I would have probably died today." Hearing that Ye Xuan wanted to give the old scoundrel's spirit ring to her, Empress Mi Qianxi felt a warmth in her heart, but she still shook her head to refuse.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I will give everything to Ye Qingyan."

Ye Xuan said to Empress Mi Qianxi before him with some regret.

Empress Mi Qianxi was dressed in snow-white clothes, appearing slightly saintly under the moonlight. As soon as she heard this, her expression changed immediately, and she said anxiously, "No, little husband, you cannot give it to Ye Qingyan. I want it!"

"From now on, don't call me little husband; call me Brother, understand?"

Ye Xuan said to Empress Mi Qianxi with a very serious expression.

"No, I want to call you little husband. You are clearly not as old as me, yet you want me to call you Brother? No way!"

Hearing this, Empress Mi Qianxi parted her red lips slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth, and she kept repeating the words in her mouth.

"In that case, little husband, here I come. Anyway, there is no one else in this mountain ravine. Indeed, I won't be at a loss, Empress Mi Qianxi, you are so beautiful."

In his helplessness, Ye Xuan suddenly thought of something interesting. A mischievous smile appeared on his lips, and he approached Empress Mi Qianxi step by step.

"Come on, little husband, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Who knew that Empress Mi Qianxi would not be afraid at all? She even puffed out her chest, took the initiative to pounce on Ye Xuan, pushing him to the ground, and asked with seductive, watery eyes, "Little brother, do you want to spend a wonderful night with big sister? You can, you know!"

"I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm truly afraid of you."

Ye Xuan was immediately startled and scrambled to free himself, running backward. He hadn't expected this woman to be playing for real; this place was not safe to stay in any longer.

"I have helped you resolve the matter, and I should return to the Great Qin Dynasty to deal with those people from the Heavenly Demon Sect. Goodbye!"

Ye Xuan summoned Little Nine, took a vigorous step onto its back, and had it rush toward the Great Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, those Heavenly Demon Sect disciples and elders were a huge pile of trouble that had to be resolved upon his return.

"Little husband, wait for me, I want to go too!"

Empress Mi Qianxi pushed off with her jade feet and arrived at Ye Xuan's side. Her beautiful eyes were full of anxiety, fearing that she would never see this man again.

"Now that your great vengeance has been fulfilled, go back to the Great Chu Dynasty and be your Empress; no one will oppose you anymore. Isn't that good?" Ye Xuan turned his body and looked at Empress Mi Qianxi with a helpless expression.

"I don't want the empire. Big sister only wants little husband. No matter how good the empire is, it doesn't compare to even a fraction of you, little husband!"

Empress Mi Qianxi looked at Ye Xuan sincerely, her pretty face full of shyness, but she still lifted her head and stated everything without any fear, "Little husband, just let me follow you, even if it's just as a follower."

"You are now cultivating the 'Qi Luck Sealing Saint Art.' If you don't cultivate it properly, wouldn't that be a waste of this Saint-tier Mystic Art? Continue to be the Empress of Great Chu; in the future, your cultivation will be able to reach the Saint tier."

Ye Xuan looked at Empress Mi Qianxi teasingly, "Are you really willing to give up this heaven-sent opportunity?"

"Little husband, I can let you be the Emperor of Great Chu, give the 'Qi Luck Sealing Saint Art' to you, and then big sister will be... be..."

Empress Mi Qianxi fidgeted but still couldn't say those last two words.

"Oh? What does big sister want to be?" Ye Xuan looked at the girl's increasingly flushed little face, deliberately raised his voice by several octaves, and leaned in close to her pretty face.

"I will just be your Empress, little husband... Wuwu... Little brother, you are bullying me!" Empress Mi Qianxi immediately leaned back, her ears and pretty face turning completely red. She lowered her head, too shy to look at Ye Xuan again.

"Oh? Is that so? Then will little brother become a foolish emperor in the future, having such a beautiful Empress as big sister?"

Ye Xuan received a satisfactory answer and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He hadn't expected Empress Mi Qianxi before him to be so bold.

"Attending to pleasure and banquets with no leisure, spring follows spring outings, nights dedicated to the night."

"Three thousand beauties in the harem, three thousand favors bestowed upon one."

"Big sister, is that what you want?"