122: Azure Phoenix is ​​in danger, and evil spirits are rampant.

Two days later.

Cao Meng and Empress Xuanyuan stood hand in hand on the heavenly dao grand terrace. Beneath their feet was a surging sea of clouds, and below the sea of clouds, the Divine Capital City was like a scroll painting.

"Once at the summit, all other mountains look small."

Cao Meng turned his head, smiling as he looked at Xuanyuan Baizhi, who was increasingly exhibiting an imperial bearing.

"Congratulations, Her Majesty the Empress. With the completion of the heavenly dao grand terrace and the arrival of the Dragon Veins from ten thousand miles away, your Human Emperor Dao has officially reached the inner sanctum."

Xuanyuan Baizhi smiled faintly and said, "How about I just give this Human Emperor position to you?"

Cao Meng quickly waved his hands: "No, I still prefer standing behind the Empress!"

"Such behavior!"

Xuanyuan Baizhi glared at Cao Meng, then took out an iron certificate from her sleeve and handed it to Cao Meng.

"What is this?" Cao Meng asked, puzzled.

"Haven't you always been curious about what the Spirit of the Saint Emperor passed on to me? Take a look yourself~" After speaking, she shoved the Legacy iron certificate into Cao Meng's hand and vanished in a flash.

"Strange, why run away? What is there to be shy about? It's not like it's..."

Cao Meng shook his head, immersed his mind into the page of Legacy, and the expression on his face instantly became spectacular.

"Tsk tsk, wow, this Legacy is absolutely necessary... No wonder, haha~"

"This truly is the foundation for Saint Emperor Xuanyuan achieving the Dao."

The fundamental Cultivation Technique Legacy of the greatest Dual Cultivator throughout history.

Presented through this page of Legacy, it was illustrated and detailed, causing Cao Meng to praise it repeatedly.

After reviewing it thoroughly, Cao Meng put away the page of Legacy and flew toward the palace atop the grand terrace.

Above the heavenly dao grand terrace, within a palace carved from white jade, purple mist swirled.

After the grand terrace was completed, Empress Xuanyuan relocated her sleeping chambers here.

As soon as the grand terrace was finished, it connected to the underground Dragon Veins within three thousand miles. In just two days, the Jade Emperor Palace was already enveloped in swirling Immortal Spirit Qi.

"Xiaobai, I have many places in this Cultivation Technique that I don't understand. How about we study it together?" Cao Meng walked cheerfully toward the phoenix couch.

On the phoenix couch, Empress Xuanyuan was draped in a dragon robe, leaning back, and gave Cao Meng a look that was neither a smile nor a glare.

"What parts don't you understand? Let me see~"

"Alright~"

One day passed.

Above the Jade Emperor Palace atop the grand terrace, the blazing True Fire of the Sun continuously poured down from morning till night.

Above the sky, Buddhist chants resonated repeatedly.

It wasn't until the evening of the second day that Cao Meng walked out of the Jade Emperor Palace, feeling refreshed, his entire aura having risen significantly again.

"In such a hurry to leave?"

Xuanyuan Baizhi, wearing a purple nightgown, walked up behind Cao Meng.

Cao Meng turned his head, looking at the increasingly captivating and peerless beauty before him: "Actually, I'm not in a great hurry. If Her Majesty the Empress sincerely invites me, this Disciple wouldn't mind staying for a few more days."

"Scram! Just looking at you annoys me!" Xuanyuan Baizhi pretended to be angry and kicked Cao Meng.

"Annoyed?"

Cao Meng chuckled wickedly, approaching her menacingly: "Your Majesty, are you using people when you need them and abandoning them when you don't? Did you consume all that Origin from my innate fire spirit pearl for nothing?"

Empress Xuanyuan's expression changed, and she subconsciously took two steps back: "You, what are you trying to do?"

"Kneel!"

"You... I am the Empress, are you trying to rebel..."

Early the next morning.

A purple-gold gourd flew out of the Jade Emperor Palace.

On the gourd, which was several yards in size, Thief Cao lay smugly across the legs of Red-Clothed Demoness Yan Yumo, enjoying a trace of warmth brought by the morning glow.

"Young Master, Her Majesty the Empress is truly heartless. She actually kicked you out, giggle... And after Young Master even gave up so much Origin from the innate fire spirit pearl, giggle." Yu Mo’s waterfall-like long hair was spread out, brushing against Cao Meng’s cheek in the wind.

Thinking of the Young Master's disheveled appearance when he was kicked out of the Jade Emperor Palace that morning, the Red-Clad Female Demon couldn't help but giggle softly.

"You Little Girl, are you looking for trouble?"

Cao Meng raised his hand and patted the Female Demon Head's face, then sighed softly.

An Empress, especially one possessing the Xuanyuan Sacred Body, indeed had ferocious combat power.

She was especially suited to Cultivating the Saint Emperor’s Dual Cultivation Legacy.

These past few days, Cao Meng had almost become immersed in the profound discussions of the Dao.

If not for that kick from Empress Xiaobai, Cao Meng truly wouldn't have wanted to leave.

Yu Mo gently stroked Cao Meng's hair: "Young Master, why did you leave six of the Twelve Divine Demons Dharma Bodies at the grand terrace? Is Empress Xuanyuan unable to protect herself even with her current strength?"

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Cao Meng sneered.

Cao Meng sneered, "The Yinkui Sect suffered such a huge loss; they will definitely return. With Baizhi's current methods, I'm not worried about anyone else. But that mysterious and unpredictable Shadow Empress..."

"Not good~"

Suddenly, Cao Meng’s mind stirred. He put away the treasure gourd, taking Yan Yumo into the gourd space with it.

Kunpeng Transformation~

The Kunpeng Divine Beast Dharma Aspect appeared. With a spread of its wings, it enveloped the northern winds of the Nine Heavens, shattering the Void Realm, and fled like lightning toward the southwest.

At the same time.

A thousand miles away.

A woman wearing a green immortal dress, bathed entirely in green spiritual fire, with a pair of fiery wings naturally extending from her back and blessed by the Azure Luan Divine Beast Dharma Aspect, was fleeing frantically.

This female immortal was none other than Cao Meng's Qing Luan, Qing Luan who had already undergone the Awakening of the Vermilion Bird Sacred Body.

"Hehe, Little Girl, stop wasting your energy. You can't escape. No woman my husband has set his eyes on has ever gotten away, hehe..."

Dozens of yards behind Qing Luan, a voluptuous woman wearing a revealing white dress was giggling sweetly, chasing after her unhurriedly, stepping on a pink ribbon Spirit Treasure.

Behind the demonic woman was a pink, six-grade lotus platform, ten yards in diameter.

On the lotus platform, a burly middle-aged man, dressed completely in fiery red, lay back, being attended to by several seductive women.

"Why are you dawdling? Get out of the way!"

*Swoosh.*

The lotus platform suddenly accelerated, stirring up layers of spatial ripples, and instantly blocked Senior Sister Qing Luan's path.

"A Vermilion Bird Sacred Vein, not bad. You are qualified to be this Seat's Number One Dao Companion." The middle-aged man leaned against a maid, suddenly extending a large hand.

The next moment, that arm, like that of a Longevity Arhat, instantly extended more than ten yards, grabbing toward Senior Sister Qing Luan's neck.

"Vicious thief, go to hell!" Qing Luan cried out in shame and fury.

She had originally been sent by her Revered Master to retrieve her Junior Brother. Her Junior Brother had caused quite a stir in Great Liang recently, and her Martial Empress Revered Master held some resentment about it... Who would have thought that she would encounter this shameless group of demonic cultivators on the way?

And they even wanted to capture her to be their Number One Dao Companion.

These people clearly did not belong to the Righteous Path, but their strength was simply too formidable. Any one of their attendant maids could easily crush her in Cultivation.

*Clang!*

She swung the Profound Fire Sword at her waist. The opponent merely flipped his palm, and the long sword was slapped away.

Qing Luan's arms shook violently, and her body involuntarily flew backward.

"What should I do!" Qing Luan was greatly alarmed, a hint of despair showing in her eyes.

"No, I would rather die than fall into the hands of this demonic man... Junior Brother..." Qing Luan gritted her silver teeth, her arms trembled slightly—she was going to fight desperately!

In the final moment, a certain person's wicked smile flashed through her mind.

And then...