169: Chapter 168 I knew you weren't human the moment I saw you.

She wore a pale cyan dress, her waist cinched tightly, and her jet-black hair was pulled up into a high bun, revealing a patch of fair, smooth neck.

Her features were exquisite, her eyes filled with tenderness, and a faint, elusive smile hung at the corners of her lips, her entire being exuding an enticing aura like a ripe peach.

"So this is the Great Qian Imperial Capital?" Hu Meier stood at the city gate, looking at the magnificent imperial palace in the distance, the corners of her mouth curling slightly. "It's quite lively."

She stepped through the city gate, her skirt swaying, her waist undulating, every step full of charm.

Passing Cultivators stared, eyes fixed; some forgot to walk and bumped into walls, some dropped their spirit fruits without noticing, and others were dragged away by their Dao Companions by the ear, shouting, "Keep looking! Keep looking and I'll dig your eyeballs out!"

Hu Meier turned a blind eye, walking straight toward the palace, calculating in her heart—rumor had it the Great Qian Emperor was lecherous and had countless beauties in his harem.

This kind of man was the easiest to deal with.

She licked her lips, a hint of complacency flashing in her eyes.

Little Emperor, big sister is here.

In the Imperial Study of the palace, Xiao Ye was holding Palace Master Mosha, reviewing battle reports sent from various places. A-Diao was squatting outside the window ledge gnawing on a lamb leg, mouth oily, enjoying it immensely.

"Report—!" Li Fu trotted in, grinning from ear to ear, "Master, a Fairy is outside asking to see you."

"A Fairy?" Xiao Ye didn't even look up. "Tell her to get in line."

"This one..." Li Fu lowered his voice, smiling ambiguously, "This one is different. She is so succulent, so elegant, so—mature. She is simply a peach-like Fairy."

Xiao Ye raised his head, raising an eyebrow: "Riper than the peaches you bought for me?"

"Much riper!" Li Fu patted his chest. "Master, go see for yourself, you'll be satisfied."

Xiao Ye became interested, put down the battle reports, stood up, and straightened his robes: "Let's go take a look."

Palace Master Mosha leaned on the Dragon couch, rolled her eyes, and muttered softly: "Here we go again. This lecherous man, he doesn't know how many vixen-like foxes he meets in a day."

She was actually right.

The one Xiao Ye was about to meet was indeed a vixen—a Nine-Tailed Azure Fox, Hu Meier, a spy sent by the Heavenly Demon Sacred Land.

Inside the Imperial Study, when Hu Meier wiggled her water-snake waist and walked in, Xiao Ye knew at first glance—this woman was not human.

System? Didn't I detect it?

"Ding—Detected high-quality beauty! Name: Hu Meier. Cultivation: Mahayana Early Stage. Age: 1,800 years. Race: Nine-Tailed Azure Fox. Rating: 96."

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes, knowing what was up.

But his face remained calm; instead, he put on a lecherous expression, looking up and down at this ripe peach before him.

Hu Meier bowed gracefully, her voice as soft as cotton candy, sweet and cloying: "This humble commoner greets the Emperor. May the Emperor be blessed with peace and prosperity."

"Get up, get up." Xiao Ye smiled and beckoned, "Come over here, let me get a good look."

Hu Meier lowered her head, blushing, acting shy, and walked to Xiao Ye with light, lotus-like steps.

She began to act out the role of an admirer who had long revered the Great Qian Emperor and longed to enter the palace to serve him, her voice trembling, her eyes reddening—her acting skills were at an actress level.

Xiao Ye watched with relish, but thought in his heart: Such acting skills, it would be a pity not to film a movie.

He reached out, grabbed Hu Meier's hand, and rubbed it back and forth: "Tsk tsk, this skin is so smooth."

Hu Meier stiffened, barely maintaining her smile: "The Emperor is too kind."

"I'm not being kind, I'm telling the truth." Xiao Ye stroked up from her wrist, all the way to her arm, then to her shoulder, "I have to check carefully. If you have any hidden illnesses, you might pass them on to me once you enter the palace."

'You're the one with a hidden illness, your whole family has hidden illnesses!'

Hu Meier bit her lip, cursing internally, but endured it without erupting.

In order to find out about the aurora warship, she endured it.

Seeing she didn't resist, Xiao Ye became even more pushy, touching from her shoulder to her back, from her back to her waist, from her waist to her thigh, his technique as skilled as picking watermelons at a vegetable market.

Hu Meier felt weak all over from his touch, both angry and ticklish, wanting to curse but not daring to, her chest heaving violently, her face flushed red, while in her heart she had already greeted all of Xiao Ye's ancestors for eighteen generations.

'This lecherous emperor, have you touched enough? If it weren't for the mission, I would have chopped off your paws long ago!'

Had Xiao Ye touched enough?

He even began to untie Hu Meier's collar in front of the palace maids and eunuchs.

Hu Meier's face changed drastically, and just as she was about to explode—she suddenly realized she couldn't move! Her whole body felt like it had been hit by an immobilization spell, frozen in place, unable to even lift a finger.

"You—" Hu Meier's pupils shrank, her voice trembling, "What did you do to me?"

Xiao Ye withdrew his hand, looking at her with a smile, the lecherous look on his face wiped clean, replaced by a look of triumph.

He took a talisman from his sleeve and waved it in front of her: "Immobilization Talisman. I wasn't just touching you earlier; I was drawing a talisman. How about it? My drawing skills are pretty good, right?"

This was a reward from the System; even a Mahayana Peak expert could be immobilized by it.

Hu Meier stared at him, her face deathly pale.

She had been tricked.

From the very beginning, this lecherous emperor knew there was something wrong with her. That earlier groping wasn't to take advantage of her at all, but to place a Restriction on her.

The key was that she didn't resist at all; if she had resisted, Xiao Ye would never have been able to draw it.

She prided herself on having the best charm arts in the Southern Border, yet she never expected to be played around by a small Soul Transformation emperor.

"You... when did you find out?" Hu Meier gritted her teeth.

"The first glance." Xiao Ye held up a finger, "When I look at people, I never look at their faces."

Hu Meier: "... Then what do you look at?"

"The chest." Xiao Ye said righteously, "Your chest is too big; at first glance, I knew you weren't human. Humans can't grow that big."

Hu Meier: "..."

'You're the one whose chest is not human! Your whole family's chests are not human!' She wanted to curse, but her body couldn't move, so she could only stare.

Xiao Ye leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and looked at her with a smile: "Tell me, what were you sent here for? Confess honestly, and I might consider leniency. Otherwise—"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over her, "I have a hundred ways to grind some information out of you."

Hu Meier's face turned pale. Thinking of the rumors about Xiao Ye, her lips trembled for a long time, and she finally spoke: "I... I was only sent to scout for information..."

"What information?" Xiao Ye interrupted her.