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63: Space within stone carvings, ancient coffins

Slap!

A crisp slapping sound rang out, carrying some force, landing heavily on Qin Mengli's perky backside, causing a tempting ripple.

He looked at the maid, whose head was full of dirty thoughts, and spoke exasperatedly.

“What are you thinking? I'm saving someone!”

Qin Mengli cried out in pain. Upon closer inspection, she realized the bloodstains on Yin Xinsu's flawless body were not as terrible as she had imagined—they were not the marks of abuse.

There was also a faint virgin fragrance.

This made her even more worried.

Since this pervert was unmoved by such temptation, he must have a greater scheme, having accumulated a terrifying amount of pent-up desire.

He must be targeting me!

In an instant, Qin Mengli's mind flashed through one hundred and eight forced positions, and she trembled in fear, begging humbly for mercy.

“Don't insult me. My aunt always says I'm a big fatty, that I have a bad figure...”

As she spoke, she subconsciously puffed out her full chest and jutted out her hips, trying to prove that she was indeed a fatty.

Slap!

Another slap landed, immediately interrupting her wails. This time it was on the other side, and the force was undiminished.

“Stop talking nonsense. Find a set of clothes for Senior Sister Yin to wear, then scram!”

Xu Jinhuan's tone was somewhat impatient. After speaking, he walked out of the barrier.

Having finished speaking, he turned and left the barrier, leaving Qin Mengli clutching her burning backside, feeling wronged and furious.

After walking out, he looked at his right hand and nodded slightly.

“She really is a fatty. Plump where she should be, full and round. The feel was quite good.”

Inside the barrier, Qin Mengli looked at the empty space before her, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She hadn't expected Xu Jinhuan to leave so decisively, without the slightest hesitation, completely unlike someone coveting her beauty.

“Could it be that I misunderstood him? Is this pervert actually a righteous gentleman?”

“Or am I really that unattractive, to the point where even a pervert isn't interested in me?”

For a moment, Qin Mengli was confused about the situation.

“Hiss!~”

The burning sting coming from her backside instantly dragged her back to reality, causing her to gasp.

This bastard hit really hard, and once on each side—the wounds were perfectly symmetrical.

It made her unable to sit still.

“A pervert is a pervert! His wicked heart hasn't died; he's still coveting my beauty. He definitely thinks it's inconvenient in broad daylight, so he's waiting until no one is around to strike!”

The burning sting made her curse loudly.

“Just you wait! I will definitely expose your true colors and ruin your reputation!”

After cursing for a long time, she finally endured the pain, pulled out a set of elegant robes from her storage space, and carefully dressed the unconscious Yin Xinsu.

Looking at Yin Xinsu's slender, graceful, and flawless body, Qin Mengli couldn't help but mutter:

“This sister is so slender. Will my clothes be a little too big for her...”

...Outside the barrier, perhaps because she had already “cooked the raw rice” with Xu Jinhuan and was tainted by his Chaos Aura, Fang Qingyao's cultivation progress was noticeably faster.

By the time Xu Jinhuan came out, she had already completed the first level of the Azure Lotus Dao Severing Art and had even touched upon the Sword Dao Intent within it.

The moment Xu Jinhuan emerged, Fang Qingyao keenly sensed it. She quickly withdrew her cultivation, stood up, and her eyes were filled with worship and passion:

“Liege!”

She was very clear about her own talent. Forget about mastering a Great Emperor Scripture within three days, even if given three years, she might not be able to touch the threshold of the Azure Lotus Dao Severing Art.

All this transformation began the night Xu Jinhuan detoxified her.

“I must cling tightly to the Liege's leg and assist him in ascending to the Immortal Domain, becoming an existence that surpasses Great Emperors!”

Fang Qingyao's gaze toward Xu Jinhuan became even more intense.

If it weren't for the many prying eyes here, and if her body could truly handle it, she probably would have immediately offered herself... Xu Jinhuan was long accustomed to Fang Qingyao's fervent gaze. He merely glanced at her and asked:

“How is it? Have you comprehended the Green Lotus Sword Intent?”

Fang Qingyao shook her head, slightly ashamed, and lowered her head, saying:

“I have disappointed the Liege. Qingyao's aptitude is dull. Although I have finished cultivating the first level, I still haven't grasped the true meaning of the Sword Intent.”

Xu Jinhuan did not blame her. He knew the profound mysteries of the Azure Lotus Dao Severing Art; ordinary Heaven's Chosen wouldn't even be able to understand it.

Moreover, he had modified this cultivation method, making it even more exquisite, complex, and flawless.

Fang Qingyao was only an ordinary Heaven's Chosen; reaching this step was already commendable.

“Then watch carefully. I will demonstrate it for you again.”

As his spiritual power circulated, an Azure Divine Lotus bloomed behind him once more. Its sacred petals flowed with divine light, and the vast Green Lotus Sword Intent slowly rose.

However, this time, on a whim, he sensed a faint call coming from the azure stone carving.

Therefore, the Green Lotus Sword Intent did not explode outward, but instead condensed into a streak of azure light, shooting directly toward the Great Emperor Stone Carving not far away.

Unexpectedly, the ancient and weathered stone carving remained completely unharmed.

Instead, Xu Jinhuan's figure, which was standing in place, suddenly blurred, as if swallowed by space, and vanished instantly!

“Liege? Liege!”

Fang Qingyao was instantly thrown into chaos, her face pale, and she quickly got up, shouting and searching.

But she couldn't find any trace of Xu Jinhuan.

Only after receiving a voice transmission from Xu Jinhuan did she calm down and resume her cultivation.

“Senior Sister Qingyao, don't panic. I am fine. I was just pulled elsewhere by a force. I will return once the matter is concluded.”

...Xu Jinhuan only felt light and shadows shift before his eyes. A powerful spatial force enveloped him, instantly crossing an endless distance.

Once the pulling sensation around him vanished, he found himself in a completely different layer of space.

This space was extremely vast. Ancient and decaying aura permeated the world, with only a dilapidated palace standing at the center, its walls mottled, bricks and tiles broken, bearing the weight of long ages.

Deep within the palace, a strange gravitational pull faintly emanated, carrying a weak call—the very source he had sensed earlier before the stone carving.

The intuition of the Eternal Chaos Body did not register any threat here, so Xu Jinhuan did not hesitate and walked straight inside.

The moment he stepped through the palace gate, an eerie chill assaulted him. The temperature plummeted, as if he had entered a ten-thousand-year ice cavern. The surrounding light also dimmed, allowing him only to vaguely discern the path ahead.

“What astonishing cold energy! If an ordinary person of the Divine Spirit Realm came here, they would be instantly frozen solid, their divine soul shattering into ice shards and dying!”

However, the cold energy had no effect on Xu Jinhuan.

Aside from the protection of the Azure Lotus Divine Idol, which he had just cultivated to perfection, the inherent strength of his physical body and divine soul was already sufficient to withstand the cold here.

Circulating his Chaos Power, Xu Jinhuan proceeded deeper into the palace step by step.

The gravitational pull grew stronger, and the call became clearer, causing the Azure Lotus Divine Diagram within his Sea of Consciousness to tremble.

Finally, he stopped in the rear hall, his gaze fixed on the object before him.

It was a crystal-clear Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Coffin. The coffin body emitted a bone-chilling coldness, and intricate Azure Lotus patterns were carved upon it, long since blurred by the passage of time.

On the blurred coffin, Xu Jinhuan also sensed a vague pressure, supreme yet balanced and peaceful, like the most upright gentleman under heaven.

Almost instinctively, he knew what this was.

The residual Great Emperor Might of the Azure Lotus Great Emperor!

This was the coffin left behind by the Azure Lotus Great Emperor!

Instantly, Xu Jinhuan's eyes grew solemn. Golden light condensed, his Double Pupils opened, and he began to examine the contents of the coffin.

Inside the coffin lay a girl, eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a gorgeous palace gown. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with lifelike Azure Lotuses, and despite enduring countless ages, the colors were still vibrant as new.

The girl had a beautiful face, skin whiter than snow, and picturesque features, truly a peerless beauty. Even though she had been sleeping for an unknown number of years, she still radiated breathtaking beauty.

That call was emanating precisely from within the girl's body.

Looking at the crystal coffin, Xu Jinhuan's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts and confusion.

“Who is this girl? Why is she sleeping in a Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Coffin, and why is she emitting a call that resonates with the Green Lotus Sword Intent?”

His gaze swept over the Azure Lotus patterns on the coffin body, and linking it to the Azure Lotus Dao Severing Art, a bold conjecture slowly surfaced.

“To be able to preserve her physical body for countless ages in a Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Coffin, this person's identity must be extraordinary, and she is closely related to the Green Lotus Sword Intent...”

“Could it be that she is the daughter of the Azure Lotus Great Emperor?”

The daughter of a Great Emperor—this was the boldest guess Xu Jinhuan could make.

It couldn't possibly be the Azure Lotus Great Emperor himself lying there, could it?

One must know that a Great Emperor needs to merge with the Heaven's Heart Imprint, possessing world-shaking Emperor Might. After death, generally no remains are left behind, and they return to the heavens and earth.

How could they be quietly lying here, having passed through endless ages?

“No matter who she is, she seems extremely eager for the Green Lotus Sword Intent. I'm curious to see what will happen.”

He condensed a wisp of pure Green Lotus Sword Intent on his fingertip and gently tapped it onto the Cold Jade Coffin.

As the Sword Intent permeated inward, the cold energy around the girl instantly dissipated slightly. A faint flush of color even appeared on her pale cheeks, and the call grew increasingly powerful.

She desperately needed the Green Lotus Sword Intent.

Xu Jinhuan noticed this and intended to stop the Sword Intent transmission, planning to observe the situation before deciding further.

But he was stunned to find that he couldn't stop.

The Green Lotus Sword Intent condensed within his body seemed to have developed its own consciousness, continuously pouring out, flowing into the crystal coffin, and nourishing the girl inside.

In just a few breaths, the Sword Intent in his body was completely devoured, leaving not a single trace behind.

“Hiss! Is this woman a dog? She didn't even leave me a bit! Doesn't she understand sustainable development?”

Xu Jinhuan clutched his head and said bitterly.

Just then, an inexplicable coldness and monstrous rage suddenly locked onto him.

That aura was bone-chillingly cold, carrying supreme pressure that pierced straight into his divine soul, making him instantly feel prickles on his back and sending shivers down his spine!

“Who?!”

Xu Jinhuan spun around abruptly, the golden light of his Double Pupils surging. Two beams of gaze, like electricity, swept over every inch of the palace, not missing a single crack.

Yet he failed to find the source of the threat, as if the entity didn't exist at all.

Xu Jinhuan was utterly perplexed.

“My senses are definitely correct; something is absolutely hidden in the dark!”

Xu Jinhuan firmly believed his intuition and searched meticulously again.

He checked the pillars, corners, and dome inside the hall, not even sparing the cracks in the stone floor, yet still found nothing.

Still, he had no results.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to give up the search and turn back, intending to continue studying the crystal coffin.

But the moment he turned his head, he was completely dumbfounded.

The Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Coffin had vanished into thin air!

“What the hell! Where's the coffin?”

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