13: Chapter 13 The Ruthless Empress is Still Alive? Fairy Miaoyi is Drunk!

Miaoyu Nunnery, inside the embroidered building.

At this moment, the atmosphere was somewhat silent.

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment.

Clearly, the secret Ye Xuan revealed had shocked her.

"Not bad."

At this time, Ye Xuan nodded and continued speaking.

"Within the Underworld, there are many Supremes who have slashed their own cultivation. For some ulterior motive, they have been dedicated to researching various Physiques, especially the Saint Body. They do not want to see the Human Race produce another Great Completion Holy Body, because that would threaten their existence."

Speaking of this, a sneer hooked onto the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

"Therefore, that group of rats hiding in the gutters joined forces to borrow an Immortal Artifact called the Heavenly Underworld Treasure to place a curse on the Ancient Desolate Saint Body Bloodline. Since then, if a Saint Body wants to have a Breakthrough in the Four Poles Secret Realm, not only must they face the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation, but they also have to endure that strange power originating from the depths of their Bloodline."

An Miaoyi listened, terrified.

The Supremes of the Underworld!

The Immortal Artifact, the Heavenly Underworld Treasure!

So the truth behind the decline of the Saint Body was actually due to the underhanded actions of the Forbidden Land Supremes!

Such a secret, even the Holy Land Masters and the Imperial Dynasty Emperors probably did not know.

If this were to spread, it would surely cause a huge uproar.

She looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes filled with shock.

"Then, Young Master, the curse on your body..."

At this moment, An Miaoyi asked curiously.

Ye Xuan smiled, took a sip of fine wine, and then said.

"Although that group of Supremes is powerful, in front of my younger sister, they are nothing more than stray dogs."

His tone was relaxed, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"My younger sister personally took action, using Supreme magic power to cleanse my Bloodline and directly wiped away that curse. The backhand left by a mere few self-slashing Supremes—if their true bodies descended, perhaps there might be some trouble. But a curse left by just a weapon cannot stop her."

An Miaoyi was completely stunned.

Wiped away the curse? She said it so lightly.

That was a method laid down by several Supremes joining forces, and it even utilized the power of an Immortal Artifact!

To achieve this, what kind of terrifying cultivation was required? What kind of Heaven-Defying means were needed?

She suddenly realized that the "younger sister" Ye Xuan spoke of had helped him break the curse.

That was the Ruthless Emperor!

That legendary Empress whose talent was number one throughout the ages!

She was actually still alive!

Moreover, she had actually acted again to intervene in the world for the sake of her brother!

An Miaoyi felt her scalp tingle.

The Ruthless Empress was still alive.

This was absolutely the greatest secret of the current age, bar none!

If this information leaked, the entire Big Dipper, and even the entire Universe, would undergo a drastic change in the landscape.

Those Supremes sleeping in the various Forbidden Lands would probably all be frightened awake.

An Miaoyi's heartbeat accelerated, and her breathing became rapid.

She looked at the calm young man in front of her, feeling as if she had touched an untouchable forbidden Domain.

She had actually heard such a world-shaking secret.

And the protagonist of this secret was currently sitting in front of her, drinking the wine she poured, eating the fruit she peeled.

This sense of unreality made An Miaoyi dazed for a moment.

But soon, she forced herself to calm down.

She knew that this was an opportunity, but also a risk.

Knowing this secret, she had already boarded Ye Xuan's ship.

If something happened to Ye Xuan, she wouldn't have it easy either.

But conversely, as long as Ye Xuan was here, she, An Miaoyi, and even the entire Miaoyu Nunnery, would possess an unimaginable backer.

The Ruthless Empress.

These four words were the strongest amulet in the world.

An Miaoyi took a deep breath, picked up her wine glass, her hands trembling slightly.

"Young Master... Miaoyi offers you a toast."

She did not ask any more questions.

Some things, knowing too much was not a good thing.

Some words, it was enough to just touch upon them.

Ye Xuan looked at her expression, which was both shocked and awestruck, smiled, and raised his glass to clink it lightly with hers.

"Cheers."

The crisp sound of clinking glasses rang out in the silent embroidered building.

The night was thick, and the stars were dotted.

Time flowed away slowly like this.

I don't know how long it had been.

Above the embroidered building of Miaoyu Nunnery, the night was like water, and the clear moonlight was scattered everywhere.

The railings of the terrace were carved from white jade, glowing with a warm luster under the moonlight.

A gentle breeze blew past, bringing the unique hustle and bustle of the Divine City.

But once this hubbub reached the embroidered building, it was filtered by layers of Formations into a faint background sound, instead making this place appear even more serene.

On the table, the pot of "Drunken Immortal Brew" that had been buried for a hundred years had already bottomed out.

An Miaoyi held the jade cup, her slender fingertips turning slightly white from the force, and dyed a layer of pink from the wine.

She gently swirled the remaining wine in the cup, her eyes no longer as clear as when they first met, but instead carrying a layer of blurred water mist.

This wine was quite potent; even a Cultivator in the Four Poles Secret Realm, if they did not deliberately circulate their Qi to force out the alcohol, would feel a bit of drunkenness.

What's more, An Miaoyi did not want to force out this drunken feeling.

She secretly looked up at Ye Xuan, who was sitting in the main seat.

The young man in white was whiter than snow, leaning casually against the wide chair back covered with soft cushions, one hand resting on the armrest, while the other played with an empty wine cup.

His expression was lazy, his gaze calmly watching the night sky in the distance, as if all the vanity of this Mortal World could not enter his eyes.

This was the Forbidden Land Imperial Child.

This was the existence with a special relationship with that Ruthless Empress.

An Miaoyi felt her heartbeat was very fast, faster than when she usually had a Breakthrough in cultivation.

The alcohol burned in her blood, scorching her cheeks and burning away the restraint and calculation she usually held as the successor of Miaoyu Nunnery.

In front of such an existence, any scheming was superfluous.

Only sincerity, or rather, only making him feel pleased, was the greatest value.

"Young Master..."

An Miaoyi called out softly.

The voice was soft and glutinous, carrying a trace of sweet nasal tone.

Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at her.

"What is it? Is Fairy drunk?"

He asked with a smile.

An Miaoyi shook her head, her hair swaying gently with the movement.

She stood up, her figure swaying slightly, yet revealing a charm like a weak willow in the wind.

"Miaoyi is not drunk."

She looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes flowing with light, boldly looking directly into his eyes.

"The scenery is beautiful, and I have a personage like Young Master before me. Just drinking wine is somewhat monotonous. Miaoyi is untalented, but I am willing to perform a dance for Young Master to add to the drinking mood."

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

A dance?

This was something fresh.

In the three years in the Ancient Forbidden Land, besides watching the Desolate Slaves wandering around like zombies, it was watching that red-haired monster, the Great Completion Holy Body, throwing punches.

Although that fist technique was fierce and peerless, and every punch could shatter the galaxy, watching it too much caused aesthetic fatigue, not to mention any aesthetic beauty.

As for the Saintess Tianxuan...

Ye Xuan glanced at the woman in white standing behind him.

Besides serving him, this sister just stood there in a daze. Expecting her to dance was worse than expecting the Great Completion Holy Body to shave off his red hair.

"Alright."

Ye Xuan adjusted to a more comfortable sitting posture and said with great interest.

"I have long heard that the successor of Miaoyu Nunnery is peerless in both appearance and talent. Today, I am fortunate to see it. Dance, I will watch."

Upon hearing this, a touching arc hooked onto the corner of An Miaoyi's mouth.

She turned around and walked slowly toward the center of the terrace.