250: Chapter 250 Triumphant Return

At dusk, the setting sun was like blood.

The towering walls of the Great Xia Imperial Capital were plated in a layer of dazzling dark gold by the afterglow of the setting sun.

On top of the city tower, the cold wind bit. Emperor Wu Tiandao of Great Xia led the civil and military officials, gazing anxiously toward Town Dragon Pass.

Even from thirty thousand miles away, the terrifying Sword Intent from half an hour ago, which felt as if it would cleave the entire Eastern Wasteland Continent in two, still made them tremble from the depths of their souls.

It was a sense of destruction that transcended the laws of heaven and earth, causing all the weapons in the Imperial Capital to let out a wail of submission at that moment.

No one knew exactly what had happened at the border; the communication arrays had completely collapsed due to the intense interference from the Sword Intent's aftermath.

Wu Tiandao gripped the cold battlements tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

The enemy had a million-strong army, plus a legendary Pseudo-Emperor Ancestor. Can Great Xia really survive this tribulation? Even if Great-Grandfather is unfathomable, he is still just one person.

Compared to the panic and unease of the officials, the two beautiful figures standing at the very front were particularly eye-catching.

Wu Mingkong wore a nine-clawed golden dragon robe and a Pingtian Crown, her exquisite face as calm as a deep well.

Her deep phoenix eyes quietly watched the distant horizon. Though she remained silent, her jade-like hands clenched within her sleeves betrayed her inner turmoil.

As an Empress who had recently awakened, she knew all too well the destructive power of a Pseudo-Emperor expert.

She wasn't worried that Xu Chen would lose; the Young Master of the Imperial Clan's trump cards were definitely beyond what the world could imagine. She was simply instinctively worried about whether her man would suffer any injuries in a collision of that level.

Beside Wu Mingkong, Princess Wu Weiyang had long since lost her usual poise and reserve.

Her light pink Flowing Cloud Water-Sleeve Dress flapped in the cold wind. Her pale hands were tightly clasped in front of her chest, her peach blossom eyes staring unblinkingly at the horizon, her eyes even slightly red.

Great-Grandfather had braved the danger alone for her sake.

If anything happened to Great-Grandfather, she would definitely not live on alone. Even if she turned into a vengeful ghost, she would go to the Da Chu Dynasty to tear a piece of flesh from them.

Just as the atmosphere on the city wall reached its breaking point.

A large teleportation array behind the city tower suddenly erupted with a blinding light.

A blood-soaked Great Xia scout stumbled out of the array. Before he could even stand steady, he scrambled to Wu Tiandao and shouted hoarsely.

"A great victory! A massive victory from the front lines!"

The scout trembled with excitement, tears mixing with blood as they flowed down.

Wu Tiandao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the scout's collar.

"Has the Great Chu's million-strong army retreated?"

The scout took a deep breath and roared with all his might.

"They didn't retreat! They're gone! The Pseudo-Emperor Ancestor of the Da Chu Dynasty was slashed into ashes by Great-Grandfather! The million-strong coalition has been wiped out! Outside Town Dragon Pass, Great-Grandfather cleaved a thirty-thousand-mile-long abyss! Great Chu is finished!"

These words were like a thunderclap from the nine heavens, exploding on the city wall.

The entire scene was dead silent for three full breaths.

Then, a wave of jubilation and roars erupted.

"Long live! Long live the Ancestor! Long live Great-Grandfather!"

Countless Great Xia soldiers wept for joy and embraced each other.

The civil and military officials knelt one after another, kowtowing frantically toward the direction of Town Dragon Pass.

Not only was Great Xia saved, but after this battle, no neighboring dynasty would dare to face Great Xia's might.

The cheers on the city wall spread like a tide, soon reaching the entire Imperial Capital.

Although the millions of commoners didn't know exactly what had happened, hearing the earth-shattering cries of "long live," they also stepped out of their homes and knelt toward the direction of the Imperial Palace in celebration.

The entire Great Xia Imperial Capital instantly became a boiling ocean of joy.

Amidst the earth-shaking cheers, the void ahead suddenly rippled like water.

A dazzling stream of light tore through the red clouds, racing from the end of the horizon at an incredible speed.

There was no killing intent or pressure in that stream of light; instead, it carried a transcendent and leisurely air.

He's back.

Wu Mingkong's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into her chest, and a world-toppling smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

The light stopped abruptly above the city tower, revealing a tall and slender figure in white.

Xu Chen stood in the air, the afterglow of the sunset spilling over his shoulders, adding a touch of divine nobility and mystery to him.

His white clothes remained spotless, without even a single tiny wrinkle, as if he hadn't just gone through a war of national annihilation but had instead gone for a spring stroll in the countryside.

He looked down, his gaze accurately locking onto the two beautiful figures waiting anxiously at the front of the city wall, a gentle curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm back."

Just four simple words, yet they were like the world's most powerful reassurance, instantly dispelling all the gloom hanging over the Great Xia Imperial Capital.

"Great-Grandfather!"

Princess Wu Weiyang could no longer control the surging emotions in her heart, and the tears she had suppressed for so long burst from her eyes.

Ignoring the presence of the civil and military officials, she lifted her skirt and, like a young swallow returning to its nest, flew directly into Xu Chen's arms.

Xu Chen steadily caught the rushing girl, feeling a soft and warm bundle of fragrance and jade crash into his embrace.

Princess Wu Weiyang's arms wrapped tightly around Xu Chen's strong waist, burying her tear-stained face deep in his chest, greedily breathing in the reassuring Pure Yang Aura from him.

Not only did he return in one piece, but even his breathing wasn't the least bit disturbed.

Great-Grandfather really is the greatest hero in this world.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? I said I would come back to have dinner with you all."

Xu Chen chuckled, his large, broad hand gently stroking Princess Wu Weiyang's smooth black hair.

He raised his eyes to look at Wu Mingkong, who was standing a few steps away. She hadn't rushed over, but her eyes were equally filled with affection.

This high-and-mighty Empress of the ages was now looking at him with an unprecedentedly gentle gaze, as if he were her entire world.

Xu Chen had always been a greedy and domineering person. Since both were his women, he naturally couldn't favor one over the other.

He reached out his other free arm and domineeringly pulled Wu Mingkong into his broad embrace as well.

Wu Mingkong made a token struggle.

After all, in front of so many officials, her dignity as the Great Xia Ancestor was completely shattered. But feeling Xu Chen's strong and powerful heartbeat, she eventually leaned obediently against his other shoulder.

With the Great Xia Empress of the ages on his left and the current generation's stunning Princess on his right.

If this scene were to happen at any other time, it would definitely make all the ministers' jaws drop, and there might even be censors risking death to protest such an absurd violation of ethics and morality.

But at this moment, no one dared to voice the slightest objection.

All the soldiers and officials silently lowered their heads, their eyes filled only with endless awe.

In this world where martial prowess is respected above all, absolute power is the only truth. Xu Chen was the savior of Great Xia; whomever he wanted to hold was Great Xia's honor.

Xu Chen lowered his head, his nose gently nuzzling Princess Wu Weiyang's smooth forehead, and spoke with a mischievous grin in a voice only the three of them could hear.

"I've cleaned up all the trouble outside. So next, is it time to fulfill the reward someone promised for the campaign?"

Hearing this, Princess Wu Weiyang's already flushed cheeks instantly turned red down to her neck. How could she not understand the meaning in Xu Chen's words? At the thought of the unfinished 'special training' in the rockery that morning, her legs felt weak.

"Great-Grandfather is a bully."

Princess Wu Weiyang's voice was as quiet as a mosquito's buzz, and she buried her face deeper, but she didn't show the slightest intention of refusing.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong gave Xu Chen a light pinch on the waist, annoyed.

"You, acting so improperly right after a battle. Aren't you afraid the ministers will see and laugh at us?"

"Do they dare to laugh?"

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow, his gaze indifferently sweeping over the officials kneeling below. Feeling Xu Chen's gaze, the ministers buried their heads even lower, wishing they could plug their ears and pretend to be deaf.

"Let's go, back to the palace."

Xu Chen no longer paid attention to these bystanders. He used both arms to lift both Wu Mingkong and Princess Wu Weiyang horizontally.

Amidst the deafening cheers and farewells, Xu Chen carried the two beauties and turned into an afterimage, flying straight toward the depths of the Imperial Palace.

Night fell completely, and the lights began to glow within the palace.

Xu Chen didn't go to Wu Mingkong's Bedchamber, but instead familiarly arrived in front of the Princess's luxurious and elegant palace.

Wu Mingkong was set down by Xu Chen at the palace entrance. Being incredibly clever, she naturally saw Xu Chen's plan for tonight. Not only was she not jealous, but she also considerately straightened the collar of Xu Chen's robe.

"Weiyang has a fiery temperament, but her heart is entirely yours. Tonight, you should accompany her well. I also need to return to my palace to enter seclusion for a few days to completely stabilize my soul after awakening."

After saying that, Wu Mingkong gave Princess Wu Weiyang an encouraging look and sensibly turned to leave.

In front of the empty Bedchamber, only Xu Chen and Princess Wu Weiyang remained.

The evening breeze blew, bringing bursts of intoxicating floral fragrance.

Princess Wu Weiyang stood before the closed palace doors, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding like a trapped deer. She knew what tonight meant—a transformation she had long anticipated, yet one filled with the unknown.

Xu Chen stepped forward and took her slightly cold hand, his gaze deep and gentle.

"Weiyang, are you ready to receive Great-Grandfather's special reward?"

Princess Wu Weiyang raised her head to meet Xu Chen's aggressive gaze, the shyness in her eyes gradually replaced by a look of resolute determination.

She gripped Xu Chen's hand in return, and although her voice trembled slightly, it carried an unparalleled resolve.

"Weiyang is your war trophy tonight."