112: The Emperor and Empress have been resurrected!

Inside the world of the Cauldron, the myriad things mother qi surged like an ocean.

In the central void, the great yin ancient ring had completely disintegrated, transforming into billions of points of cold moonlight that frantically converged toward that peerless silhouette.

The final bit of spiritual light returned to its place.

A terrifying cold wave, originating from the primordial era, froze the mother qi surging within the Cauldron.

It was the pressure of a Peak Quasi-Emperor, mixed with a hint of imperial majesty that stood above all living beings.

She opened her eyes.

Her gaze was cold and clear, like the only lonely moon in the eternal night, revealing an indifference and nobility that had seen through all the vicissitudes of time.

Chang Xiyue.

The Imperial Consort of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, a Supreme existence who once mothered the world, had returned today against the heavens!

"Who am I..."

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was ethereal, carrying the confusion of someone who had just awakened.

But in the next instant, memories flooded in like a tide.

The fall of the Heavenly Emperor... the outbreak of the Immortal War... her remnant soul residing in the ancient ring... and the aura of the young man who had been continuously channeling Origin to her over the past few days, pulling her back from the brink of dissipation.

Chang Xiyue looked up, her cold eyes locking onto Su Xuanchen in front of her.

"Was it you... who awakened this palace?"

Su Xuanchen put away the empty bottle of reincarnation divine water and stood with his hands behind his back, a playful smile on his lips.

"Besides me, who else in this world would be willing to use reincarnation divine water and taiyin origin to save you?"

"Imperial Consort, long time no see."

Chang Xiyue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as her Divine Thought swept across the surroundings.

The myriad things mother qi cauldron!

Her heart shook violently.

This young man not only possessed two Heaven-Defying divine treasures but was even in control of the Heavenly Emperor's great treasure?

"You saved this palace."

Moonlight flowed around Chang Xiyue, manifesting into a shimmering, wide-sleeved immortal dress that covered her perfect jade body—a body capable of causing a Saint's Dao Heart to collapse.

She regained her high-and-mighty posture and nodded slightly.

"This palace shall remember this kindness."

"Once this palace recovers its cultivation, I will surely grant you a fortune and promise you a lifetime of prosperity."

Though her tone was grateful, it carried a sense of natural condescension.

After all, she was the Imperial Consort.

Under the heavens, there is no land that does not belong to the King.

"Fortune? Prosperity?"

Su Xuanchen laughed at her words.

He walked toward Chang Xiyue step by step, his aggressive gaze roaming unscrupulously over her body, from her slender jade neck to her slender waist.

"My Lady, have you misunderstood something?"

"Right now, you are nothing more than a remnant soul reborn in a borrowed body, possessing nothing."

"With what do you intend to grant me a fortune?"

Chang Xiyue's brows furrowed, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, and a surge of anger rose in her heart.

"Presumptuous!"

"This palace is the wife of the Heavenly Emperor! Even if I am now a tiger in the plains, I am not someone a junior like you can lightly insult!"

"If you want something, just say it!"

"Just say it?"

Su Xuanchen stopped three feet in front of her, their breaths almost audible to each other.

He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth as he showed his true intentions.

"I want you."

"Be my wife and bear my children."

Chang Xiyue was stunned.

She doubted if she had heard correctly.

This young man who had saved her actually wanted to... sleep with her?!

And he wanted her to bear children?!

"How dare you!!"

An angry shout like the cry of a Phoenix shattered the surrounding mother qi.

Chang Xiyue trembled with rage, her beautiful face flushing red, and killing intent surged in her eyes.

"You brat, you're looking for death!"

"How can this palace allow an ant like you to desecrate me!"

"Kneel for this palace!"

The pressure of a Peak Quasi-Emperor erupted without reservation.

A massive, cold full moon rose behind her, its moonlight transforming into billions of ice swords, intending to hack this bold madman into a thousand pieces.

However.

Su Xuanchen didn't even blink.

"Kneel?"

"In this Cauldron of mine, even a Dragon must coil, and a tiger must crouch."

"Even if you are the Imperial Consort, you must get down on the ground for me!"

Su Xuanchen's mind shifted.

During the awakening process, he had quietly planted an 'Emperor-grade Mark,' which suddenly activated now.

Chang Xiyue felt a sharp pain deep within her Divine Soul, and her originally violent spiritual power was forcibly cut off in an instant!

"Ugh..."

She let out a muffled groan as the full moon vision collapsed.

"You... what did you do to this palace?!"

Chang Xiyue looked up in horror, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Nothing much."

Su Xuanchen reached out and pinched her exquisite chin, forcing her to look up.

"Just added a bit of insurance."

"You are a Peak Quasi-Emperor, after all. If I don't put a leash on you, what if you bite someone?"

"You... shameless! Despicable!"

Chang Xiyue was so ashamed she wanted to die.

She, the dignified Imperial Consort, had actually been planted with a mark?

This was a Supreme humiliation!

"Go ahead and curse. The harsher you curse, the better you'll sound later."

Su Xuanchen didn't care at all. Instead, he leaned in closer, his nose almost touching her beautiful nose.

"I don't like forcing women."

"Let's make a bet."

"Let's have a fight."

"If you win, I'll release the mark, set you free, and even give you a few Emperor Weapons for protection."

A glimmer of hope lit up in Chang Xiyue's eyes.

"Truly?"

"A gentleman's word is his bond."

A wicked curve hooked Su Xuanchen's lips.

"But if you lose..."

"Then obediently fulfill your duties as a wife and spread the branches and leaves for my Su Family."

"How about it?"

"Fine!"

Chang Xiyue agreed without hesitation.

She was an Ancient Emperor!

Although she had just awakened and wasn't at her peak, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

This kid in front of her had only just entered the Quasi-Emperor realm. Even if he had some tricks, how could he be her match?

"Release the Restriction! This palace will show you the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

Su Xuanchen snapped his fingers.

The suppression of the mark vanished.

Boom!

Chang Xiyue regained her freedom, and her long-accumulated anger completely erupted.

"Taiyin Divine Technique!"

Her hands formed seals, and the void behind her cracked open. A massive phantom of a Taiyin Star, carrying an extreme cold that could freeze time and space, smashed down toward Su Xuanchen.

This strike was enough to instant-kill an ordinary Quasi-Emperor!

"Interesting."

Watching the falling star, Battle Intent ignited in Su Xuanchen's eyes.

But he didn't dodge.

Nor did he use any Divine Ability.

He didn't even use the empowerment of the myriad things mother qi cauldron.

He simply clenched his right fist.

Inside his body, the two Qis of Immortal and Demon collided violently, fusing into a gray Chaos power.

The Physical Body strength of a second-layered Quasi-Emperor was pushed to its limit.

“Heavenly Emperor Fist!”

A punch was thrown.

It was simple and unadorned, yet domineering to the extreme.

"Bang—!!!"

A loud explosion rang out.

That Taiyin Star, which was capable of destroying the heavens and earth, was directly blown apart like a fragile glass ball under this punch!

Fragmented moonlight splattered everywhere.

The fist's momentum didn't slow down, tearing through layers of space and instantly appearing in front of Chang Xiyue.

"What?!"

Chang Xiyue's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.

How is this possible?!

Confronting the Taiyin Divine Technique with his Physical Body?!

What kind of monster is he?!

She wanted to retreat, but that domineering Fist Intent had already locked onto her aura, making it impossible to avoid.

"Thud!"

Su Xuanchen changed his fist into a palm. He didn't kill her, but instead grabbed her neck.

The massive impact sent her flying back, slamming her hard against the wall of the Cauldron.

"Cough, cough..."

Pressed against the Cauldron wall, Chang Xiyue's face flushed red. Her entire spiritual power was shattered by that punch, and she couldn't muster a bit of strength.

Defeated.

One move.

A total defeat.

"You lost."

Su Xuanchen pressed up against her, his strong masculine scent completely enveloping her.

"A bet is a bet."

"Now, call me husband."

Chang Xiyue's delicate body trembled, her eyes filled with tears of humiliation, yet mixed with a hint of instinctive fear and... submission toward the strong.

In front of this man, the cultivation and status she was so proud of were all crushed.

"I..."

She bit her red lips, her voice as faint as a mosquito's.

"I can't hear you."

Su Xuanchen lowered his head and kissed those cold red lips fiercely.

It was domineering and brooked no refusal.

"Mmm!"

Chang Xiyue's eyes widened, her mind going blank.

After a long time.

Their lips parted.

Su Xuanchen looked at the peerless beauty in his arms, her eyes hazy and her face flushed, and let out a light laugh.

"I'll give you one more chance."

"What do you call me?"

Chang Xiyue's body went soft, completely giving up her resistance.

She closed her eyes, two lines of tears sliding down, her voice trembling but submissive.

"Hus... husband."

"Good girl."

Su Xuanchen picked her up in a horizontal carry.

"Since you've called me husband, let's start getting down to business."

"No one shall disturb us."

"Rip—!"

The immortal dress was torn.

Inside the world of the Cauldron, the spring scenery was boundless... Three days later.

Su Xuanchen appeared in the main hall of the Luoshen Clan, feeling refreshed.

His cultivation had advanced, and he was in high spirits.

This Imperial Consort was truly a top-tier Cauldron of the Peak Quasi-Emperor level. Not only was the experience wonderful, but she also allowed the immortal and demonic qi in his body to completely stabilize.

"Tsk, another three days and three nights."

Ye Xian was sitting in the hall wiping her long sword. Seeing Su Xuanchen come out, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, her tone sounding a bit sour.

"The Head of the Su Family truly has great stamina."

"To even be able to stomach such an old antique."

Su Xuanchen chuckled and walked over, wanting to put his arm around her shoulder, but Ye Xian dodged him with a look of disdain.

"Don't touch me, you're covered in the scent of rouge."

"What? Are you jealous?"

Su Xuanchen wasn't annoyed either. He turned to look at Luo Li, who was obediently brewing tea nearby.

"Luo Li, how is the situation outside these past few days?"

Luo Li put down the teapot, her expression somewhat solemn.

"Husband, it's not very good."

"Sister Ye just received some news."

"The Kunlun Sacred Hall... has changed hands."

"What?"

Su Xuanchen's brow twitched.

The Kunlun Sacred Hall was the headquarters of the Yao Race in the Kunxu Divine Domain, with deep foundations. How could it have changed hands just like that?

Ye Xian put away her long sword, her face serious.

"It's Great Emperor Tian Peng."

"After that old monster came out of the Reincarnation Sea, he went straight to the Kunlun Sacred Hall."

"He not only suppressed two Yao Race Supremes but also forcibly suppressed all the various clans."

"Now, the entire Yao Race has submitted to him."

At this point, Ye Xian paused and glanced at Su Xuanchen, her gaze a bit strange.

"There's also some news you might be interested in."

"That old monster issued an ultimatum."

"He specifically named the Clan Chiefs of the Tushan and Qingqiu clans to go and attend to his bed tonight."

"Supposedly, he also wants to confer them as Imperial Consorts."

"Tushan and Qingqiu?"

Su Xuanchen's eyes lit up.

Those are fox spirits!

And they have top-tier Celestial Fox bloodlines!

How could such good things be ruined by an old bird?

"What about the two clans?"

"They fled."

Ye Xian shrugged her shoulders.

"However..."

"Great Emperor Tian Peng has sent out Yao Race experts under his command to hunt them down."

Su Xuanchen thought for a moment.

"Maybe we can provide some rescue?"

Just as Su Xuanchen was preparing to set off.

A strong sense of palpitation welled up in his heart.

Su Xuanchen turned his head and looked toward the depths of the distant starry sky.

That was... the direction of the Great Ancient Divine Domain!

Something happened to the Dragon Girl!