362: Chapter 362 I'm Not a Delicate Pretty Man

Qin Wushang was momentarily speechless.

How could he not want to indulge the wildness clamoring in his blood, to thoroughly merge her into his very bones and marrow?

But the sensation from his fingertips was cold and sobering!

Every inch of silk on this wealthy woman flowed with the brilliance of dao rhyme; she was covered in treasures from head to toe.

That seemingly soft skirt and the undergarments against her skin had all been refined to a level comparable to Pseudo-Emperor weapons, making them indestructible.

How could they possibly be torn apart!

"Cough... we are both refined people,"

He cleared his somewhat dry throat, his fingertips hovering over the intricate sash at her waist, his movements becoming gentle.

"There should be... some elegance."

Di Qingli just lay there lazily, those straight, slender legs still casually hooked around his waist, her toes brushing against his back as if by chance, sending a shiver through him.

Her red lips parted slightly, her breath like orchids: "Civilized? In this Empress's eyes, you simply can't find the way in."

With a playful glint in her eyes, she teased, "Just admit you can't do it, this Empress won't laugh at you."

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How can a man say he's incapable?"

Qin Wushang spoke as he pursed his lips, his hands and feet moving nimbly.

He had always been familiar with a thousand ways to undo a woman's clothing...

Which is to say, he was an expert at undressing people!

Though the skirt's knot was exquisite, it came loose under his fingertips in just a few moves.

As the silk ribbon slipped away, he prepared for the next step...

"But this Empress... prefers the crude brutality of a savage."

Before her voice had even faded, the jade-like legs hooked around his waist suddenly exerted force, an irresistible soft strength slamming him forward!

Caught off guard, Qin Wushang's entire face was buried in a mass of warm, fragrant, and soft flesh.

A crisp yet seductive body fragrance instantly enveloped him, and she intentionally tightened her arms, locking him firmly in her embrace.

It was full of a milky scent, no different from drinking milk tea.

Then, the world spun.

With a roll, Di Qingli pinned him down.

Her ink-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, a few strands brushing against his burning cheek.

She looked down from above, her eyes burning like ghostly flames, her magnificent collar slightly parted from the movement, revealing a section of snowy-white collarbone and a breathtaking curve.

Her soft waist pressed down against him, every inch of her curves written with aggressive temptation.

"Since you're incapable, then let this Empress do it."

She leaned down, her red lips almost touching his ear, her breath hot, carrying the unique arrogance and provocation of an Empress.

"Then let this Empress teach you... what conquest means."

Rip!

As the words fell, Di Qingli's jade hand grabbed Qin Wushang's belt and forcefully tore it apart.

"This isn't quite right..."

Qin Wushang looked at the overbearing Empress above him, the corner of his mouth curling slightly.

"Is it really not right?"

"Your mouth is curled up quite high!"

"Rip!"

As Di Qingli spoke, her jade hand moved again, brutally tearing a large piece of Qin Wushang's white robe, revealing his incredibly robust chest.

"Don't~ please don't... I'm scared!"

Qin Wushang went into full drama mode, speaking in a delicate, coquettish voice.

He immediately covered his chest with both hands, hiding that unusual glimpse of spring.

"Jie jie jie! Pretty boy, submit to this Empress!"

"This is your only choice!"

Di Qingli said as she directly lowered her head, savagely biting Qin Wushang's lips.

The two of them went straight into a French kiss!

Very quickly!

She was somewhat surprised!

Qin Wushang actually gained the upper hand, his hands roaming everywhere before he forcefully flipped his body, switching positions once again.

"Lord Empress... I'm not some delicate pretty boy."

He smirked, then pounced on her.

...

Day after day.

The palace deep within the Di Tian Palace had long been sealed layer by layer by a supreme Formation, completely isolating it from all external prying.

Within the Formation, the aura of the battle was extremely violent and savage.

Although Qin Wushang was only in the Saint Realm, he fought with increasing courage.

Relying on the endless regenerative power of his Double Pupils and the Heaven-Defying ability of the Heaven Mending Art to mend all things, he recovered to full strength time and again in the face of adversity, boldly clashing with an Alternative Great Emperor level powerhouse.

Time flew by, and several more days passed.

Another ancient hall of the Di Tian Palace hung above the sea of clouds in the Nine Heavens.

This place was as cold as the main palace, with the surrounding mist adding a touch of ethereal solemnity.

Upon a Dao-enlightenment cushion inside the hall.

A silver-haired old woman sat peacefully, her fingertips lightly holding a jade cup as she leisurely sipped the Dao-enlightenment Divine Tea within.

The tea was clear with a faint, lingering fragrance, and wisps of white mist slowly rose around her withered fingers.

Opposite her sat a peerlessly beautiful woman.

She wore a plain white dress that swept the floor, the material as soft as drifting clouds, accentuating her voluptuous and magnificent figure—curves that were gentle yet grand.

Every smile and frown of hers exuded a fully ripened mature charm, her eyes flowing with a blend of dignity and seductive grace.

Her slender jade fingers steadily held a mutton-fat jade teapot; with a slight lift of her wrist, the crystal-clear tea flowed from the spout into the old woman's cup.

"Heavenly Venerable, if you have something to say, please speak plainly."

The old woman set down her tea cup, her voice calm.

"Given our many years of friendship, if I can help, I naturally will not refuse."

"Whatever it is, just say it."

The person before her was the Heavenly Venerable of the Great Scarlet Heaven's Heavenly Venerable Alliance, one of the few top powerhouses in the Five Domains and Two Heavens.

For her to personally visit with Dao-enlightenment Divine Tea was certainly no ordinary matter.

The beautiful woman slowly retracted the jade pot, her finger lightly touching the rim. She lowered her eyes in thought for a moment, and when she looked up, her gaze had grown more serious.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this matter is of great importance. I must see the Heaven Lord in person to speak of it."

"It is not that I do not trust you, but this matter... concerns the survival of the entire Five Domains and Two Heavens. There can be no room for the slightest oversight."

"The safety of the Five Domains and Two Heavens..."

Hearing this, Wang Xinhe's slender brows suddenly furrowed. Her dignified and gentle face instantly darkened, and her aura slightly condensed.

Could it be that the world-destroying Great Tribulation recorded in the ancient texts was finally about to descend?

"But... some time ago, the Heaven Lord mentioned she would be in seclusion for a while."

"She clearly instructed that unless it is something exceptionally important, do not disturb her, or else—death!"

"If the Heavenly Venerable cannot explain the specific matter for me to consider, it is truly difficult for me to act."

Wang Xinhe was very conflicted.

Di Qingli had already given her orders not to be disturbed without a particularly important reason.

Without being certain if it was truly a major event, she, as an Elder, did not dare to disturb her.

"This... to be honest, this concerns a person."

The Heavenly Venerable said, her expression solemn.

"Who?"

"The War Emperor? Or Chu Yuehua of the Desolate Heaven Domain? Or perhaps that Devil Head Su Qingjue?"

Wang Xinhe inquired.

Besides these three, she couldn't think of anyone else who could make the Heavenly Venerable act this way.

"None of them!"

However, the Heavenly Venerable shook her head.

"Hmm? If not them, then who?"

This left Wang Xinhe puzzled.

In the entire Great Scarlet Heaven, the Heavenly Venerable had almost no rivals.

As for Taihuang Heaven...

The two forces had always minded their own business, and their high-level members even discussed the Dao together to promote relations. It was naturally impossible for them to be an existence the Heavenly Venerable feared.

"Qin! Wu! Shang!"

She spoke slowly, uttering a single name.

Wang Xinhe was even more surprised.

She naturally knew this name; after all, he was a legendary figure of the younger generation.

"What happened to him? Why does he make you so wary?"

"Could you think that in this Emperors Path competition, he will be the one chosen by Heaven's Mandate?"

Wang Xinhe guessed.

This young man was simply too much of a Prodigy.

Other than this, she really couldn't think of anything that would make the Heavenly Venerable act like this.

"He will inevitably be the one chosen by Heaven's Mandate!"