93: Chapter 93 The Southern Wilderness Shakes Up and Wang Yang's Happy Times!

In the Southern Wasteland Region, news spread like a hurricane.

The commotion from that battle was simply too massive.

A golden warship had blotted out the sky, yet, fifteen hundred miles outside Cangwu Mountain, with a single snap of the fingers from the Hehuan Sect Sect Master, the people, the ship, and that Soul Transformation Middle Stage Vice Hall Revered Master of the Righteous Path Alliance were instantly annihilated!

This news was like dropping a bomb into a calm lake, instantly stirring up turbulent waves.

"Did you hear? The Righteous Path Alliance's Demon Slaying Guards... have been completely wiped out!"

"Heavens! That was Hall Master Jin Erhe! A mighty Soul Transformation Middle Stage expert! To be killed in a single second?"

"Hehuan Sect's Wang Yang... could he be a Reincarnation of a Void Refinement Stage old monster?"

"The sky of the Southern Wasteland Region... has completely changed!"

Countless Sects and powers trembled in fear, preparing generous gifts overnight, waiting only for the Hehuan Sect's gates to open so they could go and kneel before the new king.

...

Fire Cloud Empire, Royal Study.

"Sister! Sister! Did you hear?"

The Eldest Princess Ji Linglong ran all the way into the study, her delicate face filled with irrepressible excitement and a flush: "He won! That Wang Yang actually won!"

"And it was a one-second kill! He wiped out Hall Master Jin Erhe with a single snap of his fingers!"

"Too strong! It's simply a miracle!"

Ji Linglong grabbed the hands of the Empress Ji Wushuang, who was sitting on the dragon throne in a daze, and said urgently: "Sister, this is a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity!"

"Let's quickly prepare the best Heaven And Earth Treasure from the national treasury. It would be best if you go personally, and I will go too! We will represent the Fire Cloud Empire to contact the Hehuan Sect!"

"As long as we can obtain his protection, not only can we shake off the thousand-year bloodsucking of the Tianshui Holy Land, but we can even use this opportunity to take the Empire a step further!"

However, contrary to Ji Linglong's expectations, Ji Wushuang, who had always been looking forward to breaking free from control, did not show wild joy at this moment. Instead, her eyes were filled with deep worry.

She slowly pulled her hand back, looked at her excited younger sister, shook her head, and her voice trembled slightly: "No."

"Linglong, you don't understand."

"I don't understand?" Ji Linglong was stunned. "Sister, isn't this what you have always dreamed of?"

Ji Wushuang took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "If Wang Yang had only repelled Hall Master Jin Erhe, or if the two had fought to a draw, I might have immediately turned to him."

"But he... killed Hall Master Jin Erhe! And it was a one-second kill!"

"This is not only slapping the Righteous Path Alliance in the face, it is killing a high-ranking member of the Righteous Path Alliance!"

Ji Wushuang stood up, paced back and forth in the study, her tone anxious: "What is the Righteous Path Alliance? It is a behemoth that controls the entire Central Plains and even several major regions! Among them, there is no lack of Void Refinement Stage, or even more Advanced peerless old monsters!"

"Wang Yang is very strong, but he is too arrogant. He killed a Vice Hall Revered Master; the Righteous Path Alliance will absolutely not let this go."

"Next, the Righteous Path Alliance will definitely send more terrifying experts, or even mighty figures will personally take action to suppress him!"

"If we go to seek refuge with the Hehuan Sect now..."

A flash of fear crossed Ji Wushuang's eyes: "Once the Righteous Path Alliance army presses down on the border, if Wang Yang loses, our Fire Cloud Empire will be labeled as accomplices of the Demonic Path, and then... it will be the end of our nation and our people!"

"Therefore, we cannot move! We absolutely cannot move! We must even immediately seal the border and clear our name!"

Listening to her sister's "rational" analysis, the light in Ji Linglong's eyes gradually dimmed, replaced by disappointment.

She looked at this usually majestic Empress and suddenly felt that she was somewhat pitiful.

Sister... you have been frightened by the Tianshui Holy Land.

You have knelt for too long and have forgotten how to stand up.

Wealth is sought in danger; since Wang Yang dared to kill, it means he is not afraid of the Righteous Path Alliance at all!

For such a peerless expert, if we don't offer help when it's needed now, we won't even have the chance to add flowers to the embroidery later!

"I understand, Sister."

Ji Linglong lowered her head, hiding the look in her eyes, and said obediently: "You are the Empress, I will listen to you. Then I will go back to the manor to Cultivate."

"Go."

Ji Wushuang waved her hand wearily: "Don't run around during this time; it's too chaotic outside."

"Yes."

Ji Linglong exited the Royal Study.

As soon as she closed the door, a flash of determination instantly crossed her lively eyes.

"My sister doesn't dare to gamble, but I dare!"

"Since I cannot represent the Empire, I will represent myself!"

"I don't believe that a man who dares to be an enemy of the Righteous Path Alliance cannot protect a little girl like me?"

"Wang Yang... I, Ji Linglong, am coming to meet you!"

...

Cangwu Mountain, Hehuan Sect.

Compared to the turbulent waves outside, the interior of the Hehuan Sect at this moment was full of spring and peaceful.

"Husband~ is the pressure okay?"

Wang Yang was lying lazily on the couch, shirtless, enjoying treatment like an emperor.

Su Qingge had already changed out of her blood-stained battle suit and put on the black lace dress again.

She was kneeling by Wang Yang's side, her pair of soft, boneless little hands gently pressing on Wang Yang's shoulders and back.

With her great revenge avenged, she was now radiating a sense of relaxation and charm from the bottom of her bones.

Those eyes, which were originally cold, could practically drip water as she looked at Wang Yang now.

"Hmm... not bad, a little heavier on the left."

Wang Yang hummed comfortably.

"Yes, Husband."

And by Wang Yang's legs, Xiao Yuhan was working even "harder".

This once cold "iceberg royal sister" was now half-kneeling on the carpet.

She was wearing the [Succubus Black Silk] stockings that Wang Yang had given her, her pair of long, beautiful legs pressed against her side.

She kept her head down, her expression focused and devout, using those jade hands that were originally only used for casting spells to gently massage Wang Yang's calves and ankles.

"Revered Master..."

Xiao Yuhan raised her head, her stunning face carrying a blush of gratitude: "If it weren't for Revered Master making a move today to clean up the Sect, this Disciple would likely have carried the infamy of that traitor for the rest of my life, living in the shadows."

"Revered Master not only saved this Disciple's life but also saved this Disciple's heart."

"This Disciple has nothing to repay you with, only..."

As she spoke, Xiao Yuhan slowly leaned down, her voice becoming extremely low, but carrying an unprecedented obedience: "Tonight, no matter what Revered Master wants to do... even those... those shameful postures that Revered Master Ye taught Junior Sister that day..."

"This Disciple is willing to cooperate."

Hearing this, Wang Yang, who was enjoying the massage, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at the two stunning faces close at hand.

One was as cold as ice, yet now as docile as a cat.

The other was peerlessly talented, yet now had eyes as alluring as silk.

Added to that was the visual impact of the black silk and lace...

Boom!

Wang Yang felt a surge of hot blood rush straight to his crown.

"Ahem... since you both have such filial piety."

"Then Revered Master... naturally cannot let down your good intentions."

A wicked smile curled up on the corner of Wang Yang's mouth. He reached back and pulled, directly pulling Su Qingge, who was massaging his shoulders, into his arms, while simultaneously extending his long legs to hook Xiao Yuhan over as well.

"I fought a battle just now, so I am indeed a bit tired."

"However, Revered Master feels that massage alone is not enough to relieve the fatigue."

"We need to have some... deeper 'relaxation'."

Su Qingge let out a sweet cry, taking the opportunity to wrap her arms around Wang Yang's neck, breathing like orchids into Wang Yang's ear: "Then please, Husband... carefully check if Qingge's 'zither skills' have become rusty~"

Although Xiao Yuhan was shy, she also bit her red lips and took the initiative to untie her hair bun, letting that head of black hair fall down like a waterfall.

"This Disciple... obeys."

That night, the Formation of the Tingtao Pavilion was fully activated.

The zither and the flute harmonized, ice and fire merged.

Wang Yang finally understood what it meant — from now on, the monarch does not attend the morning court!