Chapter 139 Don't Touch My Pillow! The Valkyrie's Bloodstained Dance

The lingering power from that single slap which flattened three mechs was like a blizzard in the dead of winter, instantly freezing the hearts of everyone present.

Those "kneeling clans" who were originally itching to make a move now breathed with extreme caution, terrified that if their breathing were even a decibel too loud, they would be swatted to death like flies by the lord who was currently sleeping.

"M-monster..."

Cardinal Gabriel's face turned deathly pale; his red robe, which symbolized honor and power, was now covered in dirt. Looking at those three "mech pancakes" still emitting black smoke, the last shred of hope in his heart was completely shattered.

"Retreat! We must retreat! This is a devil's den!"

However, just as he prepared to quietly crush the teleportation jade talisman in his hand to escape, an icy gaze locked onto him.

It wasn't Jiang Chen.

It was Mu Qingxue.

At this moment, although Mu Qingxue still maintained the posture of being held in Jiang Chen's arms, her icy blue eyes burned with unprecedented murderous intent.

One of her hands was pinned down by Jiang Chen, but she managed to extend her other hand with difficulty, a crystal-clear ice awl condensing at her fingertips.

"Thinking of running?"

Although Mu Qingxue's voice was slightly breathless due to her position, the chill in it pierced straight to the marrow. "If Jiang Chen hadn't woken up, you really intended to kill us with that blast just now."

"Since you've come, stay behind and be fertilizer."

On the other side, Su Qingyue also raised her head. Her stunningly beautiful face no longer held its usual shyness, replaced instead by a fanaticism known as "protecting her husband."

The phoenix blood within her had boiled to its peak under Jiang Chen's stimulation, and even under tenfold gravity, she still forcibly circulated the Family's secret technique, the "Nirvana Sutra."

"Jiang Chen is resting."

Su Qingyue's voice was not loud, but it was incredibly firm. "Whoever dares to disturb him, I will burn them to death!"

"Hmph! Two women who don't know when to die!"

Seeing that his tracks were exposed, Gabriel simply tore off his mask. He struggled to stand up from the ground (taking advantage of the moment when the pressure loosened while Jiang Chen was swatting mosquitoes), and fiercely thrust his scepter into the ground.

"Divine Art: Cage of Light!"

Hum!

A golden curtain of light rose instantly, attempting to trap the three of them within.

At the same time, Lin Tianying also reacted. He noticed the weakness after Jiang Chen's previous strike (after all, flattening the mechs took quite a bit of effort, and even Jiang Chen's snoring had become quieter).

"Now's our chance! That move of his must have overdrawn his Mental Energy!"

Lin Tianying's expression was ferocious as a poisoned dagger appeared in his hand. "Kill him! Those two women will be ours! With their phoenix blood and ice-skin bodies, as long as we obtain them, we can ascend to the heavens in a single step!"

"Awoo—!"

The Nether Demon Wolf King also let out a long howl; although it dared not attack Jiang Chen directly, it commanded the countless smaller wolf cubs around to swarm forward.

In an instant, murderous intent erupted everywhere. This was a siege targeting someone's sleep.

"You're courting death!"

Mu Qingxue shouted sharply. Unable to stand up (as she was pinned down by Jiang Chen), she could only form a hand seal with one hand.

"Icebound for Ten Thousand Miles!"

Crack, crack, crack—centered on the three of them, the ground instantly froze. Countless sharp ice spikes rose from the ground, piercing the wolf pack charging at the front. Blood stained the ice, resembling blooming spider lilies.

"Blazing Inferno!"

Su Qingyue was not to be outdone; she opened her mouth and spat out a ball of golden flames. The flames transformed into a small fire Phoenix in the air; although small, its temperature was extremely high, instantly igniting Gabriel's Cage of Light.

However, there were too many enemies. Besides the Holy See and the Tianying Sect, there were countless Loose Cultivators and exotic beasts lurking nearby who had been watching for a long time.

"There! That man seems to have really slept through it all!"

"Those two chicks can't move! Hurry, charge! Whoever gets them wins!"

Greed overcame fear. Countless attacks fell like raindrops: fireballs, wind blades, hidden weapons, poison mists...

"Ugh..."

Mu Qingxue let out a muffled groan; a wind blade slashed her shoulder, and blood seeped out, dripping onto Jiang Chen's pajamas.

Su Qingyue, in order to block a poison needle aimed at the center of Jiang Chen's forehead, took it with her arm, and now her entire left arm had turned black.

But even so, these two pampered heavenly pride daughters, usually accustomed to luxury, now stood like two guardian deities, shielding the sleeping man in the middle with their lives.

Even if blood stained their clothes, even if their bodies were swaying, they did not retreat a single step.

Furthermore, to prevent the vibrations of the battle from waking Jiang Chen, they deliberately used their bodies as buffers, willing to suffer even heavier injuries to ensure that Jiang Chen lay steadily.

"Jiang Chen... you must have a good sleep."

Su Qingyue looked at Jiang Chen's tranquil profile, a tear sliding from the corner of her eye, while a heartbreakingly beautiful smile played on her lips. "As long as you wake up... everything will be fine."

This tragic and beautiful scene moved some of the surrounding enemies, but it also further incited their bestial nature.

"How truly touching."

Lin Tianying licked his lips, looking at the two injured women, the lecherous light in his eyes intensifying. "Since you are so deeply devoted, let me send you off to be a pair of star-crossed lovers... Oh no, let me properly cherish you instead!"

His figure moved like lightning, taking advantage of the moment the two women were exhausted; the dagger in his hand thrust straight toward Jiang Chen's heart, while his other hand reached toward Su Qingyue's chest.

"No!" Su Qingyue closed her eyes in despair.

Just at the moment that dirty hand was about to make contact, "Hum..."

In the air, a strange fluctuation suddenly arrived. It wasn't the sound of wind, nor an energy fluctuation, but a kind of... bone-cracking sound similar to stretching when waking up.

Jiang Chen, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly furrowed his brows tightly. His nose twitched, as if he had smelled something.

"The smell of blood..."

"And... the smell of cheap perfume (on Lin Tianying)..."

In his dream, Jiang Chen was just about to taste the grapes fed to him by the Empress herself, when suddenly he smelled a stench, and the grapes in his hand turned into mud.

"So disgusting."

In reality, Jiang Chen's eyes remained tightly closed, but his right hand was raised without warning.

What kind of hand was that? Slender, fair, looking like it had no lethality at all.

But when Lin Tianying's dagger was only 0.01 centimeters away from Jiang Chen's heart, this hand, steadily, precisely, and like an iron pincer, clamped onto Lin Tianying's wrist.

"Crack!"

Without any hesitation, without any wasted words, Jiang Chen's fingers applied slight pressure. Lin Tianying's wrist, which was holding the dagger, instantly suffered a comminuted fracture.

"Ah—!!!"

The shrill scream hadn't even fully escaped before it was stifled by Jiang Chen's next words.

"Shh..."

Jiang Chen had his eyes closed, his other hand raised to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

His voice was very light, very gentle, yet it made everyone present feel a chill rush straight to their scalps.

"You... dirtied my pillows (Su Qingyue/Mu Qingxue)."

"And, you ruined my dream."

Jiang Chen slowly sat up; the two women in his arms slid down, and he gently caught them with a soft burst of strength.

He lowered his head, used his finger to dab a bit of blood from Mu Qingxue's shoulder, and held it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

In that instant, the air behind Jiang Chen suddenly distorted. A pair of huge, purple, emotionless eyes slowly opened in the Void Realm.

That was the Gaze of the Nightmare.

"Since you like blood so much..."

A cruel arc curled the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth; although his eyes were closed, everyone felt as if they had been locked onto by an ancient demon.

"Then... stay behind and fertilize this land."