234: Chapter 234 A Morning on a Warm Jade Bed! A Half-Step Grandmaster is nothing!

Immortal Palace Outer Realm, Main Peak Sleeping Palace.

There was none of the hustle and bustle of the secular world's heavy traffic, only the occasional ethereal cry of a crane from outside the great hall.

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes on that ten-meter-wide carved warm jade bed, feeling a refreshing comfort permeating his entire body.

The Pure Yang Body was good for this one thing: no matter how intense the "fairy fight" of the previous night, as long as he slept, the seemingly endless Yang Qi in his body would automatically refill, becoming even more refined than before.

He lowered his head slightly and looked into his arms.

The red gauze on Ji Ruxue's body, which was already as thin as a cicada's wing, had long since been tossed who-knows-where.

Large expanses of snowy-white, plump skin radiated an alluring pearly luster under the faint halo of the warm jade bed.

Two exaggeratedly full mounds pressed unreservedly against Su Yang's chest, creating waves of heart-stopping movement with her steady breathing.

Even in her dreams, a satisfied and charming smile hung at the corner of Ji Ruxue's mouth, and one long, straight white leg was habitually draped over Su Yang's waist.

"This life is simply decadent."

Su Yang chuckled softly. Just as he sat up, the extremely faint sound of high-heeled footsteps came from outside the sleeping palace.

*Click.*

The heavy jade doors of the sleeping palace were gently pushed open.

Qin Xueji walked in cautiously with her head lowered, carrying an exquisite red sandalwood tray.

Today, the great CEO Qin had changed back into the professional attire she was most familiar with, which best highlighted her icy 'big sister' temperament. However, this outfit was manifested from the "Heavenly Silkworm Flowing Cloud Dharma Robe" from the treasury.

The pitch-black, tight-fitting small suit jacket tightly cinched her slender water-snake waist.

The collar of her white shirt was slightly open, revealing a deep and alluring cleavage and a hint of black lace edge.

On her lower body was an extremely form-fitting black hip-hugging skirt. Her two long, straight, beautiful legs were wrapped in a layer of sheer black stockings, and her feet were stepped into a pair of ten-centimeter red-bottomed black high heels.

This outfit, paired with her naturally cold and high-class face, perfectly fused "ascetic style" and "uniform temptation."

"Boss, you're awake. I've brewed some spirit crystal rice porridge for you."

Qin Xueji walked to the bedside and leaned over slightly.

Because of the angle, when Su Yang lowered his head, his gaze could follow her slightly open shirt collar and see the two snowy-white, full mounds tightly wrapped in black lace without any obstruction. The visual impact was extremely strong.

"Mm, Steward Qin is still the most thoughtful."

Su Yang appreciated the spring scenery before him without any reservation, reaching out to take the porcelain bowl from the tray and taking a sip of the warm, sweet spirit rice porridge.

"I see your brow is furrowed. Has something happened outside?"

Hearing Su Yang's question, Qin Xueji immediately stood up straight. The flush on her face quickly faded, and she regained the efficiency of a hundred-billion-dollar female CEO.

"Yes, Boss. The Qin Family informants remaining in the secular world just sent word through an emergency communication jade talisman."

Qin Xueji took a deep breath, her tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

"The people of the Jiangzhou Wang Family have gone mad."

"That Wang Hai, who was thrown into the sea to feed the fish by Miss Mary—his master, who is an inner gate Elder of the Hidden Sect 'Iron Fist Sect', Elder, rushed to Jiangzhou overnight."

"This Elder Lei is a top-tier powerhouse at the Half-step Grandmaster Realm! He has issued a Jianghu pursuit order. Not only has he had people smash over a dozen of our Qin Family properties in Jiangzhou, but now..."

Qin Xueji swallowed hard and looked at Su Yang with some concern.

"Now, he has led over a hundred elite thugs from the Wang Family and dozens of internal martial arts experts from the Iron Fist Sect to completely surround our Locust Tree Alley No. 44 Courtyard!"

"Elder has put out the word that if you don't crawl out and kneel to meet your death within ten minutes, he will level our courtyard to the ground, leaving not even a dog alive!"

Hearing this report filled with Killing Intent.

Su Yang not only showed no sign of panic but instead burst out laughing with a "pfft."

"Half-step Grandmaster? What kind of trash Realm is that? I've never even heard of it."

Su Yang shook his head nonchalantly while drinking his porridge.

He had long since stopped bothering to remember the ancient martial arts Ranks of the secular world. Inner Strength, Transcendent, Grandmaster—in the eyes of a Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection cultivator like him, they were no different from ants crawling on the side of the road.

Would an elephant care about an ant clamoring in front of its toes?

"Mmm... Master, who is making such a noise outside, disturbing my sleep..."

Ji Ruxue was awakened by the sound of the two talking.

She rubbed her drowsy peach-blossom eyes and sat up from the bed. Her unshielded, explosive, and charming body was directly exposed to the air, but she didn't feel shy. Instead, she naturally extended her fair arms to hug Su Yang's waist, rubbing her face against his back.

"I hear a few blind insects have come looking for trouble. Does Ruxue need to go suck them dry and use them as fertilizer for Big Black?" Ji Ruxue looked at Su Yang with eyes like silk, licking her red lips, clearly tempted by the essence and blood of those Martial Artists.

"A bunch of ordinary mortals with hardly any meat on them—are they worth a Soul Transformation Stage old vixen like you taking action personally?"

Su Yang put the empty bowl back on the tray in Qin Xueji's hands, stood up from the bed, and casually draped on a white casual jacket.

"Let's go. Now that I've eaten and drunk my fill, it's a good time to go out and stretch my limbs."

"I'd like to see where this so-called Half-step Grandmaster gets the nerve to tear down my courtyard."

...

Meanwhile.

Locust Tree Alley, western suburbs of Jiangzhou City.

The originally quiet and dilapidated old alley was now packed so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

Over a hundred Wang Family thugs wearing black suits and clutching machetes and steel batons surrounded the vermillion gate of No. 44 Courtyard in three layers.

In front of these thugs stood dozens of sturdy men wearing uniform gray training clothes. Their temples bulged high, their eyes sparkled with light, and their bodies radiated extremely powerful blood-qi energy. Clearly, they were all experts who had cultivated Inner Strength.

And at the very center of this group stood an old man with white hair and beard, possessing an aura of natural authority.

It was the Iron Fist Sect Elder, Elder!

Elder stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a gray long robe. Although he was over seventy years old, he stood there like an insurmountable iron tower. The surrounding air even faintly distorted because of the violent "Half-step Grandmaster" blood-qi within him.

The Wang Family head, Wang Jianguo, was currently standing beside Elder like a lackey, his face full of resentment and malice.

"Elder Lei, this is the place! That damned Su Yang lives in this broken courtyard!"

Wang Jianguo pointed at the vermillion gate, gnashing his teeth.

Elder looked up at the sky above the courtyard.

Although ordinary people couldn't see it, as a Half-step Grandmaster, he could keenly sense that this dilapidated quadrangle courtyard actually contained an extremely pure—even heart-palpitating—Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi!

"Hmph, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant; it turns out he's occupied a precious feng shui land!"

A flash of greed crossed Elder's eyes.

If he could seize this precious land as his own cultivation dojo, he might be able to completely break through that threshold and become a true Martial Arts Grandmaster within his lifetime!

"The ten minutes are up!"

Elder suddenly took a step forward, and the bluestone slabs beneath his feet instantly cracked into a spiderweb pattern.

His voice was like a great bell, laced with thick Internal Energy, exploding throughout the alley.

"Listen, you little beast surnamed Su inside! Since you're a shrinking turtle who dares not come out, then today this old man will trample your broken courtyard and drag you out to be skinned and cramped!"

Elder waved his hand and roared at the dozens of Iron Fist Sect Inner Strength Disciples behind him:

"Iron Fist Sect Disciples, hear my command! Smash this broken gate to pieces! Charge in, kill everyone on sight, and leave not even a chicken or dog!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Dozens of Inner Strength experts let out a collective, earth-shattering roar.

Two of the most burly men, with arms as thick as thighs, stepped out from the crowd. They circulated their full Internal Energy, gathering their blood-qi into their fists, and with a terrifying whistle that tore through the air, they slammed them violently toward that vermillion gate!

Both men were Hard Qigong experts at the Peak of Inner Strength. With their combined punch, let alone a wooden door, even a load-bearing wall would be collapsed on the spot!

A glint of bloodthirsty pleasure flashed in Wang Jianguo's eyes, as if he could already see the door being smashed and Su Yang kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

However.

Just as those two iron fists carrying terrifyingly massive force were less than ten centimeters from the gate.

*Creak—*

An extremely crisp, even somewhat leisurely sound of a door opening rang out.

That heavy vermillion gate actually opened from the inside on its own.

The fists of the two Inner Strength bruisers instantly hit empty air. Because they had used too much force, the two immediately lost their balance and stumbled forward into the courtyard.

Just as they were about to fall flat on their faces.

*Slap! Slap!*

Two extremely loud slapping sounds exploded crisply at the entrance.

These two Peak Inner Strength bruisers, weighing over two hundred pounds and having trained their bodies to be like bronze skin and iron bones, were like they had been hit head-on by two heavy trucks traveling at high speed!

"Pfft—!"

The two spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth simultaneously. Their massive bodies flew backward even faster than they had charged in!

*Boom!*

Like two cannonballs, they slammed heavily into the crowd of Wang Family thugs, knocking over a dozen people before their eyes rolled back and they completely fainted away.

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Everyone's gaze turned in horror toward the slowly opening gate.

At the entrance.

There was no three-headed, six-armed peerless fiend standing there.

Instead, there stood a top-tier beauty wearing a black tight-fitting hip-hugging OL skirt, her legs wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings, and her feet in a pair of red high heels.

The Head Housekeeper, Ye Yuqing!

She had just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage using flat peaches and spirit rice. She was holding a basin of freshly washed thousand-year vermillion fruits, preparing to take them into the Immortal Palace as snacks for everyone.

Ye Yuqing slightly furrowed her beautiful willow-leaf brows, looking at her fair jade hand that had just slapped the men with some disgust, as if she were annoyed that it had been soiled.

She took a step forward in her high heels, her beautiful eyes coldly scanning the over one hundred Martial Artists outside who were filled with Killing Intent. Her red lips parted slightly as she spat out an extremely disdainful sentence.

"Early in the morning, what is a pack of dogs barking about in front of someone else's house? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"