85: Chapter 85 Ziyi came back and told me! You touched, pinched, and rubbed her!

"Ziyi came back and told me! You touched, pinched, and rubbed her!"

Nangong Waner's peach-blossom eyes stared fixedly at Lu Chen, half-mad and half-laughing.

The next moment, her telepathic tone suddenly rose.

"Lu Chen! How many years have you been running away!"

The aura of the Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor completely spiraled out of control at this moment, the Nanli Divine Fire exploded around her, and the crimson flames burned the sky within a hundred zhang into the color of blood.

In front of the Yunxiao Holy Land mountain gate, the Holy Revered Master and the Elders were all pale, each one paler than the last.

"Your Revered Master tried to stop me, and I endured it."

Nangong Waner took a step forward, the hem of her purple robe shimmering from the burning of the Nanli Divine Fire.

"Jiang Yi tried to stop me, and I endured that too."

She took another step.

"I haven't come to find you for so many years, but you—well, you've done well for yourself—"

Her voice suddenly changed tone; the moisture in her peach-blossom eyes turned into actual tears, but the crazy smile on her lips grew even more intense.

"You went to find my little Ziyi!"

"What did Ziyi tell me when she came back? She said your techniques are addictive! She said you touched and pinched her all over!"

"How many others have you pinched while you were out there!"

Lu Chen's mouth twitched.

That girl Nangong Ziyi really has a loose tongue.

And she's just taking things out of context! Every one of those sentences, when taken out of context, is lethal!

"Waner, let me explain—"

"I won't listen!"

Nangong Waner interrupted him.

She took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently a couple of times, and then her voice became calm.

That kind of calm was scarier than anger.

"I've figured it out."

She raised her head and looked directly into Lu Chen's eyes.

"For so many years, Jiang Yi and I have been fighting, and we've only pushed you further away. You fear us, you hide from us, and you've used things like saving the world, Ascension, and searching for the Immortal Path as excuses to stall for nearly a hundred years."

"I won't fight anymore."

Nangong Waner's voice was so steady it didn't sound like a Quasi-Emperor.

"I don't need you to belong only to me anymore either."

She paused for a moment.

"But you must have me."

"No matter how many women are by your side in the future, Nangong Waner must occupy a spot. This is my bottom line, and it is not open for negotiation."

Lu Chen was stunned.

He didn't expect Nangong Waner to say something like this.

In the past, she would have wanted to lock him in a secret room and not let anyone touch him; to think she would actually take a step back now?

Before he could collect his thoughts.

Nangong Waner flipped her right hand, and a three-foot-long sword flew out from a spatial rift in the Void Realm.

nangong sword—an imperial weapon of the utmost path.

The blade was dark purple, with dense patterns of the Dao of the Emperor carved along the spine, and a crimson tassel hung from the end of the hilt.

The moment the imperial weapon was unsheathed, the entire protective formation of the Yunxiao Holy Land shook violently, the light on the formation patterns flickering on and off.

The might of an imperial weapon suppresses an entire region.

Nangong Waner gripped the hilt, the tip of the sword pointing downward, and the Nanli Divine Fire climbed along the blade, transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang Dragon of fire.

The Dragon of fire opened its mouth and lunged toward Lu Chen.

But the trajectory of the Dragon of fire was very subtle—it deliberately avoided Lu Chen's head and torso, only flanking from both sides, intending to envelop him.

It wasn't to kill, but to capture.

Lu Chen stood where he was, unmoving.

The Dragon of fire collided with the Great Emperor's Protective Aura on his body, sizzling like water splashing into boiling oil.

He did not fight back.

Seeing that Lu Chen did not fight back, Nangong Waner turned her head, her peach-blossom eyes sweeping over Leng Qingqiu, Yun Qianyue, Yan Lingji, Su Xuner, and Su Qiyue on the ground.

This time, she didn't use telepathy; she spoke directly!

"Lu Chen, are these the little vixen spirits you've been keeping?"

Her gaze paused for a moment on Yun Qianyue's nine tails.

"And one of them really is a vixen spirit."

Yun Qianyue was overjoyed on the spot.

The term "vixen spirit" was her favorite title in this lifetime.

"Thank you! I am a vixen spirit! I really am a vixen spirit!"

Seeing that Nangong Waner's expression was poor, Lu Chen's expression also changed.

He beckoned with his right hand, and his Great Emperor spiritual power transformed into two gentle ribbons of light that wrapped around the waists of Leng Qingqiu and Yun Qianyue, who were behind him, forcibly pulling them behind him.

"Enough!"

Lu Chen stood in front of the two of them, frowning as he sent a telepathic message to Nangong Waner.

"Waner, what are you making a scene for? These are all my Junior disciples! As a Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor, you want to attack Juniors in the Dragon Transformation Realm and the Early Stage Saint realm?"

Nangong Waner flicked the nangong sword to the side; the blade pierced into the Void Realm, with flames swirling around it, refusing to dissipate.

She tilted her head and looked at Leng Qingqiu and Yun Qianyue, who were protected behind Lu Chen.

Leng Qingqiu's hand was gripping Lu Chen's hem tightly, her eyes so gloomy they could drip water.

Yun Qianyue hugged Lu Chen's arm directly from behind, all nine of her fox tails wrapping around it like an accessory.

Nangong Waner's peach-blossom eyes narrowed.

"Juniors? Disciples?"

She sniffed, her gaze landing on Lu Chen's collar.

"I don't believe it; your clothes have the scent of Wei Hongyu."

Wei Hongyu's Nine-Turn Concentrated Fragrance Paste.

Something that even Su Qiyue could smell—could a Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor not smell it?

"I don't care."

Nangong Waner pressed forward a step, her peach-blossom eyes filled with madness and love.

"You have traces of other women touching you on your body; you must come back to the Nangong Family with me today. It's been a long time since I've eaten you."

The conversation was about to collapse; telepathy was gone, and now it was time for action!

Nangong Waner raised both hands and quickly formed seals in front of her chest.

Nanli True Fire Formula.

Crimson flames gushed out from her palms, but they were not directed at Lu Chen; instead, they spread in all directions.

The flames wove a giant net in the high sky, connecting end-to-end with the Nanli Divine Fire on the ground, forming a sealed domain of fire.

The spatial barrier was completely melted and welded shut.

Great Emperor-level spatial escape techniques require tearing the Void Realm, but the Void Realm had been burned into a paste; it couldn't be torn open in a short amount of time.

Lu Chen probed with his Divine Sense, his brow furrowing tightly.

Ten thousand li of space was completely sealed.

This crazy woman had actually used all of her Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor cultivation just to seal the path; it was clear she wasn't trying to fight him, she just wanted to trap him.

Lu Chen put away his relaxed expression.

"Waner."

His voice deepened.

"I am a Great Emperor, and you are a Quasi-Emperor. Do you really think this little bit of sealing can trap me?"

Nangong Waner pulled back the nangong sword from the Void Realm, holding it in her hand, her bare feet stepping on the burning Void Realm.

She did not answer Lu Chen's question.

The saliva in her mouth finally slid down, following the small mole at the corner of her mouth, and dripped onto her purple robe.

"So what if you're a Great Emperor?"

Nangong Waner raised her sword, pointing it at Lu Chen.

The imperial weapon of the utmost path, the nangong sword, erupted with the light of the Dao of the Emperor, with the full cultivation of the Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor poured into it; all the patterns of the Dao of the Emperor on the sword blade lit up, and the ten-thousand-zhang Dragon of fire condensed once again.

"Even a Great Emperor has to go home."

"Warm my bed for me; that's the only thing I'm craving from you."

She took a step, her whole body transforming into a purple stream of light, and the nangong sword, carrying the ten-thousand-zhang Dragon of fire, charged straight at Lu Chen's face.

This sword strike was completely different from the previous probe.

A full-power strike from a Ninth-Stage Quasi-Emperor driving an imperial weapon of the utmost path; the firmament cracked under this sword strike.

Lu Chen's double pupils rotated slowly—the innate skill of the double pupils: Spatial Sealing.

Nangong Waner was frozen in place, temporarily unable to move!

Afterward, Lu Chen summoned his life-bound Flying Sword, Feng Hua, and gently sliced open the Void Realm.

After stepping into the Void Realm, Lu Chen appeared behind Nangong Waner.

At this moment, Nangong Waner could not move; Lu Chen used to describe this situation as—Time Stop!

How many people have fantasized about this? Then you could do whatever you wanted!

He raised his right hand and casually slapped her.

Nangong Waner could only scream with teary eyes!