Subdue the princess of Yan Yang Kingdom!

However, the golden seal had just touched Lin Yuan’s glabella, not even fully forming yet.

On the surface of the seal, wisps of silvery-white electric arcs, as fine as ox hair, suddenly shot up.

"Sizzle..."

It was as if a drop of water had fallen into boiling oil, or a red-hot branding iron had touched ice and snow.

The secret spell, condensed from Ji Hanyou’s resentful venom and essence blood, intensely flickered and twisted under the entanglement of the silver electric arcs, finally dissipating into a wisp of green smoke.

"..."

The ferocious, venomous expression on Ji Hanyou’s face instantly froze.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The madness and delight in her eyes quickly faded, replaced by an indescribable shock, bewilderment, and… the emptiness of a collapsing worldview.

How was this… possible?

This was the Golden Crow Soul Chasing Secret Spell, which could only be activated by using her essence blood as a guide!

Let alone a mere Qi Refining Cultivator, even a Golden Core Cultivator struck by this spell would not be able to erase it easily!

How could it… just vanish so silently?

Little did she know that the evil warding divine thunder pill Lin Yuan had consumed contained the power of thunder, which was inherently the natural nemesis of all sinister and evil spells in the world.

This Soul Chasing Spell appeared formidable, but in the face of pure thunder power, it was merely ice and snow encountering blazing sun; it was purified completely as soon as it entered his body.

The poison began to invade her limbs and bones.

Her magical power completely stagnated under the erosion of the poisonous miasma.

Ji Hanyou’s body went limp, her delicate frame no longer able to support her, and she collapsed completely to the ground, her once proud phoenix eyes now filled with an unresolvable despair.

"Save me… please, save me…"

The cold shadow of death enveloped her; her voice trembled, devoid of any royal dignity, only the most primal instinct for survival remaining.

She did not want to die, and she could not die; she still had many ambitions yet to fulfill!

"I… I can promise you anything… anything you ask…"

Lin Yuan slowly squatted down, pinching her smooth, soft chin with two fingers, forcing her to lift her beautiful, tear-streaked face.

His tone was flat, without a single ripple of emotion.

"Tell me your value. Why should I spare your life?"

"I… I am the most beloved princess of the Yan Yang Kingdom… I can… be Slave Girl, Your Maid…"

"Not enough."

Lin Yuan released his hand and slowly stood up, his eyes indifferent, seemingly having completely lost interest.

"What kind of Slave Girl do I not have?"

She looked at Lin Yuan’s indifferent back, about to turn and leave, and suddenly thought of something.

She used her last bit of strength to shriek:

"I know the whereabouts of a Profound Fiend Ice Flame!"

Lin Yuan’s steps halted.

He slowly turned around, and in the depths of his profound pupils, something in his eyes, which were looking down at Ji Hanyou, suddenly lit up.

Earth Core Nether Fire is formed by the fusion of Earth Vein Fire and Earth Fiend Qi over tens of thousands of years; although it belongs to the yin-fiend fire, it is supremely yang and can incinerate all things.

And Profound Fiend Ice Flame is formed by the condensation of Earth Vein Fire and Extreme Cold Profound Fiend; it is also a yin-fiend fire, its nature supremely yin and cold.

One is the ultimate ferocity of fire.

The other is the ultimate yin and coldness of fire.

The two originate from the same source, yet are completely opposite.

If he could master both of these utterly opposite yet homologous Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fires… and combine them with his Transcendent Fourth-Level Fire Control Art, his strength would undoubtedly experience a world-shattering surge!

Lin Yuan did not speak. He took out a crimson, warm pearl from Ji Hanyou’s Storage Pouch and flicked it with his finger.

The crimson sun pearl arced through the air and accurately landed in Ji Hanyou’s embrace.

The moment the pearl touched her hand, a warm current instantly surged through her entire body, slowly dispelling the cold poisonous miasma that had invaded her bones and almost frozen her.

The wild joy of surviving a catastrophe instantly occupied Ji Hanyou’s face.

She clutched the crimson sun pearl tightly, greedily breathing the purified air.

However, before she could fully recover,

Lin Yuan’s figure ghosted closer, his fingers rapidly tapping like a dancing butterfly, instantly sealing several key acupoints around her body and cutting off the trace of magical power that had just begun to circulate.

Ji Hanyou’s face, which had just regained a hint of color, instantly turned as pale as paper.

"For my safety, and for your little life."

Lin Yuan’s voice rang in her ear, cold and cruel.

"Since the God-Sealing Technique is useless on someone like you, then I can only use other methods."

The Yin Corpse Sect never lacked sinister and poisonous methods to control others.

The God-Sealing Technique was one of the simplest and most direct, but when encountering someone like Ji Hanyou, for whom the God-Sealing Technique could not be planted,

Then, one could only resort to more troublesome, more overbearing, and more irreversible methods.

He clasped the top of Ji Hanyou’s head, his five fingers like iron, not allowing her any struggle.

The vast Divine Soul power was no longer a test, but transformed into a cold, ruthless mental spike, savagely and brutally tearing open the last defense of her Sea of Consciousness, forcibly piercing in!

"Ah—!"

A shrill scream erupted from Ji Hanyou’s throat.

Her delicate body convulsed violently, the whites of her eyes rolled back, and veins bulged all over her body like twisted earthworms.

Lin Yuan’s expression remained utterly unmoving, his gaze as cold as ten thousand years of profound ice.

His Divine Soul churned wildly within her Sea of Consciousness, not to destroy, but to search for the core point of her Soul Origin, and then… forcibly plant a seed.

The spell Lin Yuan was casting was called the Nether Soul Slave Seal.

The subject, whose life and death were entirely at the master's whim, would have their Heart-Nature, will, and even their Soul itself completely twisted and transformed by this seed, developing an absolute, deeply ingrained, never-betraying subservience to the master.

This method was overbearing and malicious, harming the natural order and damaging yin virtue.

Lin Yuan rarely used it.

But Ji Hanyou, this woman was deep in schemes and ruthless in her methods.

To let the tiger return to the mountain would lead to endless trouble.

Now that he had to spare her life, he could only cast this spell.

After an unknown amount of time,

Ji Hanyou’s screams gradually weakened, and her violently trembling body slowly calmed down.

Lin Yuan released his hand.

She lay limply on the ground, sweat soaking her luxurious robes, which clung tightly to her curvaceous body, outlining her breathtakingly voluptuous figure.

A moment later, she slowly raised her head.

Her once proud, sharp phoenix eyes, filled with calculation and ruthlessness, now had all their brilliance gone, replaced only by an overwhelming submission, awe, and… a hint of morbid adoration.

She struggled, using all her strength, to kneel before Lin Yuan in an extremely humble and devout posture, her smooth forehead deeply touching the cold ground.

"Ji Hanyou… greets… Master!"

"Where is the Profound Fiend Ice Flame?" Lin Yuan asked, his voice still calm.

"Reporting to Master, the Profound Fiend Ice Flame is deep within the Scorching Desolation Mountain Range of my Yan Yang Kingdom, in an extremely hidden location." Ji Hanyou’s voice was soft and gentle, completely devoid of its former coldness.

"Why haven't you collected it?"

"Reporting to Master, that Profound Fiend Ice Flame has already developed sentience and is extremely difficult to approach. To collect it requires a Transcendent Fire Control Technique. Among my imperial family, only my Great Imperial Grandfather possesses this ability, but he has long since refined the Crimson Sun True Fire. The two spiritual fires have conflicting attributes; forcibly collecting them would only result in mutual destruction. Therefore, that place has always been sealed, serving as one of my Yan Yang Kingdom's trump cards."

So that was it.

Lin Yuan understood in his heart.

"Why exactly did you come deep into the Demon Falling Valley?" he confirmed again.

"Reporting to Master, it was truly for a heaven-piercing spirit treasure." Ji Hanyou dared not conceal anything. "My imperial family's ancient records state that an ancient, lost heaven-piercing spirit treasure is buried deep within this place. Slave Girl came this time merely to scout ahead as ordered. Now that I have obtained the map, I was preparing to return to report."

"Very good."

Lin Yuan nodded.

"You lead the way. We will leave this place first."

"Yes, Master."

With Ji Hanyou, a living map who knew the terrain like the back of her hand, the subsequent journey became much smoother.

After half a day, the dense yellowish-green poisonous miasma around them finally began to thin out.