184: Information on the Tree Elf race

Deep within the dragon head warship, the Emperor Suppressing Pavilion.

Jiang Yuan walked forward at a leisurely pace, with Lin Yue following closely behind.

She had just completed her transformation, and her aura had not yet been fully restrained; it was a unique charm where the holiness and seductiveness of the Supreme Sacred Body intertwined.

Every step she took seemed to tread upon the Laws of the Void Realm, causing invisible ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions. She had clearly obtained the position of the female emperor and, with the help of the Imperial Son, had not only restored her divine body but had even taken it a step further.

Yet, Lin Yue's heart did not seem to feel the joy she had imagined.

Squeak—

The pure white wall slid open silently, and Jiang Yuan was the first to walk inside.

Inside the pavilion, it was still that maddeningly deathly silent pure white.

Han Yueyi was curled up in a corner, her hair disheveled. Her golden emperor blood had long since dried, making her face, which had once been the most beautiful in Cangwu, look somewhat wretched.

The light screen, which was playing the coronation scenes on a loop, continued to flicker tirelessly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she slowly raised her head. Her hollow Phoenix eyes showed little reaction upon seeing Jiang Yuan.

But when her gaze fell upon Lin Yue behind Jiang Yuan, she was struck as if by a bolt of lightning.

"You..."

As a former Great Emperor, Han Yueyi felt a hint of the pressure that Lin Yue was intentionally emitting when they stood face to face.

"You've become a Saint Body?!"

Hearing this, Lin Yue retracted her thoughts and looked at her 'sister,' smiling faintly. "Yes, sister. The things you wouldn't give me, the Imperial Son has given to me."

"It is the Red Dust Sacred Body, just like yours, sister, or perhaps even stronger."

"How is this possible!"

Han Yueyi's mind went blank.

She could accept Lin Yue becoming a Saint Body; after all, she had personally witnessed that woman from the Jiang Family's lineage achieve a Saint Body in front of billions of lives from both Cangwus.

So, she wasn't surprised at all that Lin Yue could succeed.

But Han Yueyi clearly felt a faint, lingering pressure from her.

This kind of pressure was usually not obvious, but it was exceptionally clear under their shared connection.

Her intuition told her that her Nine Nether Profound Ice Physique was far inferior to the other's Red Dust Sacred Body!

From this moment on, she knew she had been surpassed by Lin Yue in every aspect.

There was nothing left that would allow her to maintain a sense of superiority in front of Lin Yue.

"Hehe... Hahahaha!"

Han Yueyi suddenly began to laugh maniacally, her laughter filled with endless desolation and self-deprecation.

"So what? Lin Yue, this is the power you exchanged for by selling yourself. How does it feel? Do you think you're already invincible under heaven and can trample me, your former master, under your feet?"

"Look at you now. Other than having a stronger master to crawl under, how are you any different from when you followed me?"

Lin Yue looked at her calmly.

"Sister, you are wrong. This isn't selling oneself for glory; it's a wise bird choosing the best tree to perch on. You can't stop me from running toward someone better, can you? I chose a path that allows me to see higher scenery, while you can only cling to that pathetic pride of yours and wallow in the mud."

"Hehe!" Han Yueyi disdained to argue.

Jiang Yuan remained silent, watching the confrontation between the new and former queens with great interest. Only when Han Yueyi turned a deaf ear to whatever Lin Yue said did he slowly walk to the light screen and wave his hand, causing the looping images to vanish instantly.

The entire space finally became completely silent.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand, took out a chair, and sat down in a lazy posture. "Are you sisters done chatting? Then This Imperial Son has some serious business to ask."

Han Yueyi's blood-red eyes stared at Jiang Yuan. "I have nothing to talk about with you."

Even if she were to bow her head, she would never do so again in front of someone like Lin Yue.

Surrendering the great emperor fruit position was also for the sake of the billions of female cultivators in the Cangwu World; it did not mean she had submitted to Lin Yue.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, not getting angry. He just turned his head to Lin Yue and said, "It seems your sister is still not quite clear-headed. Go help her clear her head."

Lin Yue understood and took a step forward.

That crimson long whip appeared silently in her hand, its tip tracing a dangerous arc in the air.

Seeing that whip, Han Yueyi's body trembled instinctively.

That feeling, which penetrated deep into her marrow, made her shudder with fear.

"Wait!"

She blurted it out almost instantly.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand, signaling Lin Yue to stop. "Changed your mind?"

Han Yueyi lowered her head and took deep breaths, trying hard to restrain her emotions.

"What do you want to know?"

"It's very simple." Jiang Yuan crossed his legs, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

"I want to know if there is any Forbidden Ground in the Cangwu Great World that even you feel wary of, or rather, that even you cannot fully control?"

Han Yueyi's eyes flickered.

A Forbidden Ground?

She immediately thought of that place.

But why should she tell him?

Jiang Yuan seemed to see through her thoughts and spoke unhurriedly.

"Don't think about hiding anything or lying to me. The fact that This Imperial Son is asking you means I already know some intelligence. Even if you don't speak, I can find it out given some time, it's just..."

He paused and looked at her playfully:

"I am someone who likes efficiency. If you cooperate, I might consider moving you to a larger cage and opening a window for you to see the scenery outside. If you don't... though this Emperor Suppressing Pavilion isn't large, locking you up for another hundred thousand years shouldn't be a problem."

Freedom!

Even if it was just the scenery outside a window, it was an irresistible temptation for the current Han Yueyi.

"Which... place do you want to know about?" Han Yueyi's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't try to test me. Just talk about that canyon in the Southern Border."

Han Yueyi's pupils constricted.

This man indeed already knew about that place!

She took a deep breath, an extremely complex emotion flashing in her eyes—there was unwillingness, and also a hint of malicious joy at the thought of borrowing someone else's knife to kill.

"That place... is where the World Tree grows."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Lin Yue, who was standing to the side, showed a look of astonishment.

The World Tree?

Such a legendary thing that only existed in ancient texts—the Cangwu World actually had one?

One must know that not every Great World possessed a World Tree.

Han Yueyi ignored Lin Yue's shock and continued.

"That World Tree is a private collection of the cangwu heavenly dao. Beneath the tree, it nurtures a special race—the Tree Elves. I only discovered this by accident a hundred years ago when I passed through the Southern Border."

"I spent twenty years watching it before I confirmed... that race is a backup plan the Heavenly Dao prepared for itself."

"The Tree Spirit race is born with the favor of the Heavenly Dao. It was worried that I, as the female emperor, would be disobedient, so it wanted to cultivate a new Great Emperor among them who would be subservient to the Heavenly Dao to replace me!"

"I tried several times to enter that canyon to nip that threat in the bud, but I was blocked by the World Tree and that damned Heavenly Dao's will every time."

By the end, the flames of revenge burned in Han Yueyi's eyes.

She hated Jiang Yuan and Lin Yue, but she also hated those Tree Elves who had snatched away part of the Heavenly Dao's Luck that should have belonged to her.

Since she had already fallen into the abyss, then no one else should expect to have a good life!

Thus, she revealed all the intelligence she knew regarding the Tree Spirit race.

She knew that Jiang Yuan, who had unified Cangwu, would absolutely not allow such a force to develop in the shadows; he would surely move like a thunderbolt to wipe them out!

After listening, a knowing smile appeared on Jiang Yuan's face.

"A total of fifty-three Tree Elves. The strongest is Gui Rui at the Peak of the 13th Realm, who is the Clan Chief of the Tree Spirit race. Next are her two 'daughters' in the 11th Realm Supreme Realm. Because they were nurtured by the World Tree for many years, they are born Supremes and ignore the supreme curse..."

This situation almost perfectly matched the information he had perceived through the heavenly heart imprint.

It seemed this former female emperor was quite sensible in order to exchange for that sliver of hope for survival.

"Very good."

Jiang Yuan stood up and brushed off non-existent dust from his robes.

"Since you were so cooperative, I will have someone move you to a room with a window."

Having said that, he took Lin Yue and turned to leave.

Squeak—

The pure white door closed again and vanished into the Void Realm, and the Emperor Suppressing Pavilion returned to its deathly silence.

Han Yueyi slumped on the floor, staring at the invisible door, a faint light flashing in her eyes.

"Tree Elves... Jiang Yuan..." she murmured softly, letting out a burst of meaningless low laughter.

Sheas if already saw the Tree Spirit race, favored by the Heavenly Dao, being suppressed by the Jiang Family, ending up just like her, or even worse.

After all, no matter what, she was once the female emperor; surely she still had at least a little value?