186: I really want to kill this traitor.

The faint morning light filtered through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows on the polished floor of the bedchamber.

On the Dragon bed, Chu Yuehua slowly stirred awake, her long eyelashes fluttering a few times as her beautiful eyes drifted open.

Her newly opened Phoenix eyes still held a hint of hazy moisture, but it was quickly replaced by clear memories.

She tilted her head slightly and looked to her side!

That Rebellious Disciple was sleeping soundly, a look of satisfaction even lingering on his handsome face as he breathed evenly.

A flush of crimson instantly bloomed on Chu Yuehua's breathtakingly beautiful cheeks, which was immediately overtaken by shame and annoyance.

All the absurd events of last night flooded into her mind uncontrollably, from the Imperial Garden to the bedchamber... She, a dignified Empress, had actually been manipulated by this Rebellious Disciple into...

"Rebellious Disciple!"

She gritted her teeth and spat out softly, her voice still slightly hoarse from the aftermath, laced with deep resentment.

"You really are... becoming more and more outrageous!"

She propped up her somewhat sore and weak body, and the brocade quilt slid down, revealing her snow-white, rounded shoulders.

Her gaze fell on Qin Wushang's peaceful sleeping face, and the more she looked, the more an unnamed fire flared up in her heart.

"I am an Empress..."

She whispered to herself, a hint of mischief flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"How could I allow you to be so... presumptuous!"

Once the thought arose, she did not hesitate.

The straight, slender jade leg hidden beneath the brocade quilt bent, her arch tensed, her delicate toes curled slightly, and then she kicked out fiercely!

"Thud!"

A muffled sound echoed.

Qin Wushang, who was still savoring his exploration of the Dragon cave in his dreams, suddenly felt a massive force strike him, sending him flying sideways to land on the cold gold-threaded spirit jade floor.

"Ouch!"

He woke up instantly, clutching his battered buttocks, grimacing as he sat up and looked blankly towards the Dragon bed.

He saw that Chu Yuehua had already sat up, the brocade quilt wrapped around her graceful body, revealing only her beautifully defined collarbones and rounded shoulders.

Her waterfall-like black hair was slightly disheveled, making her flushed, breathtakingly beautiful face appear even more stunning.

Last night, the thing he had grabbed the most was that mass of black hair...

"Revered Master!"

Qin Wushang called out with a grievance, simply sitting cross-legged on the floor without getting up, looking up at her with his face tilted.

"You are too heartless! After using your Disciple, you refuse to acknowledge me and even resort to such a vicious kick!"

"If this Disciple's body were to be broken, how could I properly serve you in the future?"

As he spoke, he exaggeratedly rubbed his buttocks. His Divine Power flowed naturally around his body, emitting a warm luster; clearly, he was completely fine.

"You deserve it!"

Seeing his lazy appearance, Chu Yuehua's anger flared even higher, and she coldly retorted.

"For being so presumptuous and lawless last night, not taking me, the Empress, seriously at all!"

"In my opinion, I should drag you out and execute you to uphold the dignity of the palace!"

When she said this, her earlobes involuntarily flushed red again, and scenes that made her blush and her heart race flashed through her mind.

"Hehe, you can't execute me."

Qin Wushang scrambled up with a cheeky grin, and with a thought, a moon-white robe covered his body, concealing his strong physique.

"If you execute your Disciple, in this vast imperial palace and during the long journey of immortality, who else could be as attentive and dedicated in serving you, Revered Master?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "serve" with an ambiguous tone.

"Get out!"

Chu Yuehua was so angered by his shameless words that her breath hitched, and she couldn't be bothered to bicker with him anymore.

With a wave of her jade hand, the isolation Formation of the bedchamber quietly ceased functioning, and the heavy palace doors opened on their own.

She took a deep breath, quickly suppressing all outward emotions, and returned to her high, cold, and inviolable demeanor as an Empress.

Then, with a thought, a more solemn and intricate black-based, gold-patterned imperial robe manifested from the Void Realm and automatically draped over her, covering all traces that might invite suggestive thoughts.

"Let's talk about serious matters."

She stood up, her bare feet stepping on the mirror-like floor, her ankles slender and fair, as she walked toward Qin Wushang step by step.

"For the upcoming Dragon Vein Baptism, you must be fully focused and not be careless."

Seeing her so serious, Qin Wushang also reined in his playful expression: "Does Revered Master mean that the Dragon Vein is dangerous?"

"It is not just dangerous."

Chu Yuehua stopped in front of him, the distance between them extremely close.

She tilted her head slightly to look at him, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"The Dragon Vein not only gathers the vast national fortune accumulated by our Great Chu over a thousand years, but within it... also sleeps the undying wills left behind by the emperors of past generations."

"Those ordinary Prodigies have limited Aptitude and can, at most, trigger and absorb a small amount of the scattered national fortune; the wills of the past emperors do not even notice them."

"But you are different!"

"You are too much of a Prodigy."

"Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, Using the Body as a Seed, bearing great Luck... those imperial wills that are unwilling to completely dissipate and long to return to the world will likely view you as the perfect Cauldron."

Her voice dropped slightly, carrying a rare solemnity.

"Back then, Revered Master... almost fell for it."

Qin Wushang felt a slight shiver in his heart. So, Chu Yuehua had also experienced such danger.

He looked at his Revered Master and could clearly see the lingering fear that flashed in her eyes.

"Isn't Revered Master of the royal Bloodline?"

"So what? Everyone wants to live, let alone emperors who once held supreme power."

Chu Yuehua said directly. Every emperor of Great Chu would not willingly pass away, including her own father.

Qin Wushang listened and smiled nonchalantly.

"Possession of me? Then they are afraid they have miscalculated."

"This Disciple has his own ways of dealing with it, so Revered Master need not worry too much; everything will be no problem."

He possessed the System; attempting Possession on him was just seeking death.

"However..."

He rubbed his chin, his tone becoming somewhat playful.

"This Disciple is afraid that if I don't control myself well and absorb too fiercely, I might damage the Origin Qi of our Great Chu's Dragon Vein."

"By then, this Disciple won't know how to explain it to Revered Master, or to the civil and military officials."

Hearing this, Chu Yuehua rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, and the previously heavy atmosphere was diluted quite a bit.

"Slick-tongued! If the Dragon Vein were truly that easily drained, our Great Chu wouldn't have maintained its Legacy until today."

She turned around, her skirt sweeping an elegant arc.

"However, caution is the parent of safety. Let's go, the time is almost here."

She raised her jade hand and lightly slashed at the Void Realm in front of her.

"Rip—"

A spatial rift with edges flowing with the clear radiance of moonlight opened in response, its interior deep and dark, leading to unknown places.

Chu Yuehua stepped into it first.

Qin Wushang looked back at the messy Dragon bed, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and followed closely behind.

Light and shadow swirled, and the space shifted.