258: Chapter 258 The Demon Emperor's Reflections! The Drunken Fox on the Rooftop!

Yuchuan Realm, Beast God Mountain.

This is a massive mountain range floating above the sea of clouds; its former master has long since vanished, and it is now the exclusive territory for the Yao Race of the Tianyuan Continent after their Ascension.

On the mountainside, cities with a rugged yet exquisite style are scattered in an orderly fashion.

Here, Human Race Cultivators and transformed Yao Race coexist in harmony; there are even many human-yao hybrids of the new generation playing in the streets, a wondrous sight that is absolutely unimaginable in other parts of the Three Thousand Upper Realms.

The peak of Beast God Mountain.

The Yao Emperor sat quietly on a huge bluestone, holding a god transformation fruit tree that radiated dense Immortal Qi.

Standing beside him were several of Su Feng's old acquaintances.

The Great Shaman of the Yao Race, who once held sway in North Mountain, had long since broken through his shackles and successfully reached the Guixu Realm after receiving a massive influx of resources from the Upper Realm.

Meanwhile, Xiong Da and Bear Tyrant were now clad in majestic Yao General battle armor; their mountain-like physiques emitted an aura significantly stronger than that of the Great Shaman.

"Great Shaman, where did you get that Star Sand in your hand? Why haven't I seen such good stuff in our territory?" Bear Tyrant stared at the top-grade Materials in the Great Shaman's hand, his voice booming as he drooled with envy.

"Shoo, shoo! The Su Family sent someone with this a few days ago, saying it was to add some foundation to our Beast God Mountain. If you black bear dare to covet it, watch out or I'll skin you alive!" The Great Shaman tucked the Star Sand into his sleeve with annoyance.

At the mention of the Su Family.

The several Yao Race giants present all fell into a collective silence.

After a long while.

Leaning on his staff, the Great Shaman gazed into the distance where the sea of clouds churned, letting out a long sigh.

"Sigh... Back in the Lower Realm, this old man risked my life to perform the Great Prophecy Technique, only calculating that Su Feng was a unique Destiny's Child of the ages who would lead our Yao Race to glory."

"But even if I had gone completely blind, I never would have dared to imagine that the weight of his destiny would be so terrifyingly immense!"

The Great Shaman shook his head and smiled bitterly. "In just a few decades, he went from a junior in the Core Formation stage all the way to suppressing all races, and he can even crush legendary Saints to death with his bare hands!"

Listening to the Great Shaman's lament, the Yao Emperor silently propped up the god transformation fruit tree in his hand.

"Indeed."

Rubbing his chin, the Yao Emperor recalled the scene where he had solemnly promised Su Feng to repay his kindness.

"I still remember when we were in the Lower Realm, I promised to protect his Su Family's peace for a full hundred years!"

Speaking of this, the Yao Emperor couldn't help but chuckle at his own "bold words" from back then.

"Looking back now, I really had some nerve to brag like that! With his current Realm, he could level me with a casual breath; why would he ever need me to protect him for a hundred years?"

Hearing this, everyone shared a knowing smile, deeply agreeing.

However, after the laughter subsided.

The gazes of the Yao Emperor, the Great Shaman, and the others turned simultaneously toward the highest eave of the Beast God Palace.

There.

A beautiful figure in a sexy, fire-red high-slit qipao that fully revealed her devilish figure was leaning unceremoniously against the glazed tiles of the roof.

Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, Tu Shan Ya.

On that stunningly seductive fox-like face, which had once captivated countless Prodigies in the Lower Realm, there was now a hint of loneliness.

Her pair of soul-stirring fox eyes were filled with a hazy drunkenness.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."

Tu Shan Ya paid no heed to their conversation.

She simply tilted her long, snow-white swan neck slightly, holding a crystal-clear jade wine gourd, and poured the immortal brew into her luscious red lips.

A few drops of clear wine slid down the corners of her mouth, flowed past her alluring collarbone, and finally vanished into the deep, snowy cleavage that her dress could barely contain, radiating a fatal temptation.

"Sigh..."

Seeing Tu Shan Ya drowning her sorrows in wine, the Yao Emperor sighed helplessly.

"Cultivators must never be moved by true feelings; Xiao Ya is still too sentimental!"

Bear Tyrant looked at the few bear cubs not far away and spoke somberly.

"They say Cultivators shouldn't be moved by emotion, but we are Yao!"

"Our Yao Race Cultivates the body, Cultivates a clear conscience, and Cultivates the way of nature, following the Heavenly Dao!"

"If you like something, go for it; if you hit a Bottleneck, break it!"

"I don't think this is wrong, just like my feelings for Hu Niu; I am willing to give everything for her!"

Xiong Da looked at his son, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"That's right, we are Yao, not humans."

The Yao Emperor opened his mouth and reached out to scratch his head.

He was once the symbol of the Yao Race, but he never had a mate.

In the Yao Emperor's heart, Cultivation was the only right path; everything else could be discarded.

After all, he was a Stone Ape born from a rock.

"In matters of the heart, there is no right or wrong. It's just a matter of who takes it seriously and who takes it lightly."

The Great Shaman stepped forward and said.

As a wise man of the Yao Race, the Great Shaman's words carried significant weight.

Seeing this, the Tiger-headed and Tiger-brained brothers nodded hurriedly.

They spoke to the Yao Emperor and Xiong Da respectively.

"Lord Yao Emperor, the Great Shaman is right!"

"Lord Yao King, the Great Shaman is right!"

...

On the roof.

Tu Shan Ya set down the wine gourd heavily and let out a drunken burp.

Her nine fluffy fox tails drooped lifelessly behind her.

"You heartless, stinky man..."

Tu Shan Ya squinted her drunken eyes at the galaxy in the sky, muttering curses under her breath: "Forgetting your old love as soon as you have a new one. Leaving me all alone while you go off to enjoy yourself..."

"And you call yourself the Co-Lord of the Human Race? I think you're just a complete scumbag! A total jerk!"

The more Tu Shan Ya thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her eyes turned red.

"Oh? We haven't seen each other for so long, and Lady Tu Shan's temper has certainly grown?"

A lazy yet familiar voice suddenly rang in her ear.

Along with this voice.

A broad, warm hand naturally wrapped around Tu Shan Ya's slender waist.

Then, an irresistible, domineering force pulled her in.

"Ah—!"

Tu Shan Ya let out a startled cry.

Before she could react, she had already fallen into a firm embrace.

Seeing this scene, the various Yao who had been discussing earlier all grinned and scrunched their noses.

The Yao Emperor looked at the two cuddled together and growled.

"I hate the sour stench of love!!"