555: Chapter 555 A Stele Within a Stele, the Emperor!

Qin Wushang's Qi and blood stagnated; he nearly choked to death on his own Qi.

"I'll bury your head!"

"That won't do."

Yao Shinian shook her head. "I'm still young and haven't married yet, so I can't have my head buried."

"If you want to bury someone, bury yourself; don't drag me into it."

"..."

Qin Wushang took a deep breath, deciding to stop wasting words with her. He gripped the edge of the stone stele with both hands and exerted force abruptly.

"Rumble!!!"

The golden stele shook violently, causing the entire starry sky to tremble. The floating orbs of light and stone steles in the distance swayed, as if they were about to be overturned.

Qin Wushang gripped the edge of the stele, his muscles bulging. Veins coiled around his arms like horned dragons, and his clothes were stretched taut, displaying his genuine, massive muscular physique in front of Yao Shinian.

Yao Shinian's large eyes remained motionless, staring blankly at those bulging muscles. Her mouth parted slightly, and she seemed frozen in place.

"You're so big!"

She exclaimed genuinely, her tone carrying the delight of a butcher seeing a skilled hand.

"It looks like you could pin down the Pig King!"

The veins on Qin Wushang's forehead throbbed; he didn't know if it was from overexertion or from being angered by her.

"I think if I brought you back, it would be really easy to pin down the Pig King during the Lunar New Year slaughter."

Yao Shinian became more excited as she spoke, her eyes sparkling.

"That way, Father wouldn't have to bother Uncle Blind and Grandpa Deaf. You could pin down that Pig King all by yourself, and I'll wield the knife. If we work together, it'll definitely be clean and efficient!"

"..."

Qin Wushang gritted his teeth and continued to exert force.

He really wanted to know right now how many butchers he, a dignified Quasi-Emperor, an Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, and a once-in-an-eternity genius, was worth in her eyes.

The golden stele continued to shake, but that was all it did; there was absolutely no sign of it being lifted.

It was terrifyingly heavy!

Qin Wushang felt as if he were trying to lift the entire Heavenly Dao.

The golden stele remained unmoved, embedded in the starry sky as if it had taken root. No matter how much his Qi and blood surged, it only swayed but refused to budge.

"Do you need my help?"

Yao Shinian leaned in, tilting her head, and asked very earnestly.

That's how it is when pinning down a pig too!

If you help without asking and fail to pin it down, and the pig runs away, you'll get scolded by the person doing the slaughtering.

"Can you do it?"

Qin Wushang gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Shinian's outer garment exploded, cloth scraps flying everywhere, revealing a bright red dudou.

Embroidered on the dudou was a cute little black pig, wiggling its bottom while rooting at a cabbage.

Beneath the dudou was a patch of snowy white! It was quite large! Although not as magnificent as Chu Yuehua's, it still surpassed that of an average young girl, too large for one hand to grasp.

Then, her muscles surged.

It wasn't the clearly defined, aesthetically powerful muscle like Qin Wushang's, but a more savage expansion.

Her arms looked thicker than Qin Wushang's thighs, veins coiled like pythons, and her shoulder blades spread out like two door panels. In an instant, she transformed from a girl-next-door into a humanoid Vicious Beast.

Qin Wushang stared, dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Her Physical Body was actually this monstrous?

He hadn't even noticed when they were at the Immortal Domain grand competition before!

How did this girl usually hide all these muscles under that simple long robe?

"Are you scared?"

Yao Shinian blinked nonchalantly. The red dudou was particularly conspicuous in the golden light, and the little black pig rooting at the cabbage was distorted by her bulging pectoral muscles.

"I am the top hand at pinning down pigs in our village."

"A few years ago, I almost pinned down the Pig King all by myself."

"Father even said that it won't take a few years before I can slaughter the Pig King by myself."

She stepped forward, slamming a palm larger than Qin Wushang's head onto the golden stone stele. Her terrifying Physical Body strength erupted, and the muscles along her entire arm tightened like steel cables.

"Rumble!"

The golden stele shook violently, swaying more than twice as much as when Qin Wushang moved it.

A corner of the stele showed signs of lifting, as if it were truly about to be overturned.

"Your strength is actually this great?"

Qin Wushang said in surprise, his peripheral vision unable to resist glancing again at the distorted little black pig on her dudou.

"It's alright."

Yao Shinian remained calm, even freeing up a hand to scratch her arm.

"It's just that my clothes exploded again; I'll have to get new ones when I go back."

"Rumble!!!"

The golden stele continued to shake, lifting inch by inch, but it was extremely slow, as if pulling up a tree that had been rooted for ten thousand years.

"Roar!"

Qin Wushang let out a great roar, and a golden dragon of Qi and blood soared into the sky from behind him. The Great Dao of Strength manifested around him as black lines, coiling around his entire body like chains.

His strength surged to the extreme at this moment; veins bulged, and blood seeped from the corners of his eyes.

"Rumble!!!"

The golden stele was finally lifted.

But it also cracked.

"Hey, hey, hey!!!"

Yao Shinian's face flushed red, and her voice went out of tune in her anxiety.

"It's cracked! It's cracked! It's going to break!"

"Should we keep moving it?"

On the surface of the stele, with those three names as the center, cracks spread outwards like a spiderweb. Golden light gushed from the fissures, so blinding that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

"Continue! Pour all your Qi and blood into your hands, focus your strength on one point!"

Qin Wushang shouted, his voice resounding through the starry sky.

Yao Shinian closed her eyes, her Qi and blood surging wildly. Her arms bulged once more, and the red dudou was stretched to the point of bursting, the little black pig on it shimmering brightly.

This was an extremely Heaven-Defying treasure!

"Boom!"

The golden stele exploded, fragments scattering in all directions, the golden light blinding.

"Roar!"

A roar of fury emanated from the base of the stele, shaking both of their Divine Souls.

Amidst the radiance, Yao Shinian leaned against Qin Wushang, gasping for breath, her eyes covered by darkness.

"What is this?"

She exclaimed, feeling a sense of trepidation.

"A Dragon?"

Qin Wushang's Supreme Double Pupils pierced through the golden light, seeing a patch of darkness, and deep within that darkness, a black Dragon was pinned down.

The black Dragon's eyes were closed, but its mouth was agape!

"Rumble!"

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the Dragon's mouth!

It was actually a pitch-black ancient stele, with only one character carved onto it.

Qin Wushang saw the character clearly, his pupils shrinking abruptly.

"Run!"

He grabbed Yao Shinian and turned to flee.

The speed was immense!

"What was that?"

Yao Shinian asked, grabbing her pig-slaughtering knife with one large hand as she went.

"Emperor!!!"

"It was an Emperor character!"

"And there's an even more terrifying fellow inside!"