65: Chapter 65 The Little Girl Who Rules the World! She's Arrived at the Fairy's Den!

When this item appeared, there was no earth-shattering phenomenon; it looked just like an ordinary pottery lid that could be found anywhere.

Duan De looked at the broken pottery lid floating in Ye Xuan's hand, his face full of bewilderment.

"Senior, you went to all that trouble to stop this humble Daoist just for this?"

He truly could not wrap his head around it.

Ye Xuan ignored Duan De's confusion, holding the pottery lid with a somewhat solemn expression.

The heaven-swallowing magic lid.

The first life of the Ruthless Emperor had shed her old body in order to attain the Dao.

Her Physical Body had transformed into the body of the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar, and this skull had transformed into this heaven-swallowing magic lid.

This was one half of a true Extreme Imperial Weapon.

Although incomplete, it still possessed incredible power due to its special material.

Most importantly, it shared an unbreakable Karma with Nannan.

"Nannan, come here."

Ye Xuan called out softly.

Little Nannan, who had been playing with a squirrel in An Miaoyi's arms, heard her brother's call and ran over obediently.

"Brother?"

Ye Xuan knelt down and gently handed the somewhat frightening grimace pottery lid to Little Nannan.

"Hold this."

"This belongs to you."

Little Nannan blinked her large eyes and curiously reached out her small hand to take the pottery lid.

The moment Little Nannan's fingers touched the pottery lid...

Boom!

A sudden change occurred.

The originally plain and even dilapidated pottery lid seemed to sense its master's Aura and began to tremble violently.

The dirt on it instantly fell away, revealing its original material.

It was a bone-like material as translucent as mutton-fat jade, emitting a soft and sacred immortal light.

The grimace mark, which looked like it was both crying and not crying, seemed to come alive at this moment, flowing with emotions of sadness and longing.

Countless strands of Chaos Qi descended, enveloping Nannan's tiny body within them.

In this instant, Nannan's temperament changed.

Though she was still that delicately carved little girl, under the reflection of the Chaos light, she actually exuded a supreme style of ruling the world and standing alone through the ages.

The pottery lid in her hand resonated perfectly with her, and the ripples it emitted were not at all weaker than the chaos azure lotus in Yan Ruyu's hand just now!

"This..."

Duan De's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he witnessed this scene.

His mouth was wide open, enough to fit a fist inside.

“Ex... Extreme Imperial Might?!”

Duan De let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Infinite Celestial Worthy! That's an Imperial Weapon?! That piece of junk is actually an Imperial Weapon?!"

His entire world crumbled.

Duan De prided himself on having excavated countless tombs and having a sharp eye; it was always he who picked up treasures others missed.

But this time, he had actually kept an Extreme Imperial Weapon as trash, leaving it to gather dust in a corner?

"My treasure!"

Duan De beat his chest with his hands, feeling deep remorse; he looked more pained than if his own flesh were being carved out.

His heart was bleeding!

It was true, bone-deep agony!

If he had known this thing was an Imperial Weapon, he would have enshrined it long ago. Why would he have stayed here to suffer such humiliation?

"Now you know it's a treasure?"

Ye Xuan stood up and looked at the chest-beating Duan De, his mood greatly improved.

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

"This item never belonged to you. Keeping it would only have brought disaster upon you."

Having said that, Ye Xuan ignored the fat Daoist who was currently questioning his life.

He gave a wave of his sleeve.

The golden light avenue spread out once more, sweeping up An Miaoyi, Yan Ruyu, Little Nannan, as well as Ye Fan and Pang Bo who were still watching the show.

"Let's go."

Rumble!

The golden light avenue tore through the air, instantly disappearing into the horizon.

Leaving behind only the mess of the Original Ruins and a fat Daoist standing bewildered in the wind, wailing to the heavens.

"What a sin!"

"This Daoist is so full of regret!"

Duan De slumped on the ground, looking in the direction Ye Xuan had left, wanting to cry but having no tears.

Today, not only had his thunder been stolen, but he had also nearly been set up by two little brats.

In the end, he had watched with wide eyes as a peerless treasure slipped through his fingers.

This was definitely the darkest day of his grave-robbing career.

...

The golden light avenue spanned the sky, finally descending upon a scenic land within the borders of the Yan Kingdom.

Here, mountains rolled and mist swirled, with several beautiful Peaks piercing the clouds.

Pavilions and buildings were faintly visible among the mountains, with waterfalls and flowing springs; the scenery was quite extraordinary.

Xuanyuan Sect.

While not considered a top-tier great sect in the Yan Kingdom, it still held some fame.

However, few outsiders knew that this seemingly orthodox Human Race School was actually an important Yao Race stronghold in the Eastern Wasteland, and had long been completely controlled by Yan Ruyu's lineage.

As Ye Xuan's group descended, a commotion immediately broke out within the Xuanyuan Sect.

Several divine rainbows flew out from the mountain gate, led by a woman dressed in purple.

She had a charming appearance with a red mole between her brows, and her waist swayed gracefully as she walked, exuding a natural allure.

She was Qin Yao, Yan Ruyu's personal maidservant.

"Princess! You've finally returned!"

Qin Yao's face lit up with joy upon seeing Yan Ruyu safe and sound.

Immediately, her gaze fell upon the azure lotus in Yan Ruyu's hand, which was flowing with Chaos Qi; her pupils contracted sharply, then turned into wild ecstasy.

"Is this the Imperial Weapon?!"

Qin Yao's voice trembled with excitement.

Yan Ruyu nodded slightly, her beautiful face carrying a hint of majesty.

"Indeed, the Imperial Weapon has returned to its place, and the Ancestor's Heart has also been recovered."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Yao Race Cultivators all cheered in celebration.

The Yao Race had been in decline for many years; now that they once again held an Imperial Weapon, it meant their lineage finally had the confidence to stand tall.

Just then, an old woman leaning on a staff walked out from the back of the crowd.

She had silver hair and a sinister gaze, emitting the Aura of the Peak of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

The old woman's gaze swept over Ye Xuan, An Miaoyi, Ye Fan, and the others; her brow furrowed, and her face instantly darkened.

"Princess, reclaiming the Imperial Weapon is a great joyous event. But what is the deal with these humans?"

The old woman's tone was unfriendly, and she thumped her staff heavily on the ground.

"This place is a secret stronghold of our race. How can humans be allowed to tread here at will? If our location is leaked and draws a Holy Land siege, who will take responsibility? Hurry and drive them out!"

In her eyes, Ye Xuan and the others were merely insignificant people Yan Ruyu had encountered on the road, or perhaps prisoners she had captured.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Qin Yao's expression changed drastically; she wanted to stop her but was already too late.

Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent as he stood with his hands behind his back, not even sparing the old woman a glance.

However, An Miaoyi, standing behind him, had a flash of coldness in her beautiful eyes.

"Presumptuous!"

A sharp shout suddenly rang out.

Yan Ruyu no longer showed even a shred of the submissiveness she had toward Ye Xuan; her Demonic Qi surged, and the pressure of the Peak of the Four Poles bore down on the old woman without reservation.

"Who gave you the audacity to be disrespectful to my honored guest?"

Yan Ruyu's voice was icy, carrying an unquestionable royal majesty.

"This Young Master Ye is my benefactor and the most noble existence in this world! Without the Young Master's intervention, let alone the Imperial Weapon, even this Princess's life might not have been preserved!"

"If you dare say one more word, do not blame me for disregarding old ties and dealing with you according to racial laws!"

The old woman was shaken by this Aura and retreated several steps, her face as pale as paper.

She looked at her own Princess in shock, having never seen the usually gentle Highness erupt in such a great rage.

"This old servant... this old servant was wrong."

The old woman lowered her head, her body trembling, no longer daring to be the slightest bit insolent.

The rest of the Yao Race crowd also felt a chill in their hearts, and their gazes toward Ye Xuan and the others instantly became incomparably respectful.