86: Chapter 86 Binding Immortal Rope: Tortoise Shell Binding! Nangong Wan'er is bound! [Bonus Chapter! Thank you, Brother Yun]

Double Pupils Time Stop.

This was the first time Lu Chen used it in actual combat after the Fusion with the Double Pupils.

The effect was truly astonishing—Nangong Waner, a Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor, was frozen in mid-air, unable to even move her eyeballs.

Lu Chen stood behind her, his right hand still maintaining the posture of having just slapped her.

The lingering echo of the slap still reverberated in the air.

He withdrew his hand and circled around to Nangong Waner's front.

"Waner, calm down."

Lu Chen tucked his hands into his sleeves, striking a reasonable pose.

"Look, I'm an Emperor now, and you're a Quasi-Emperor. Let's sit down and have a proper talk—"

Crack.

An extremely faint cracking sound emanated from within Nangong Waner's body.

Lu Chen's words got stuck in his throat.

Nangong Waner's fingers twitched slightly.

Not right.

Lu Chen's Double Pupils suddenly swiveled, and within the two pupils, he saw the Nanli Divine Fire inside Nangong Waner frantically burning her own Spiritual Qi, using the Origin power of a Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor to forcefully scorch the restraints of the Time Stop Law.

She was struggling desperately to break free.

The Double Pupils' Time Stop was almost an absolute imprisonment for Cultivators below the Emperor realm, but that was under normal circumstances.

Nangong Waner was not normal; she was insane.

Crackle!

The Spatial Law of the Time Stop began to crack from Nangong Waner's skin, and crimson flames gushed out from the fissures.

Nangong Waner's mouth regained the ability to move. She grinned, revealing a smile that made a chill run down Lu Chen's back.

"Lu Chen, do you think you can bind me?"

Boom!

All of her Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor cultivation exploded in the same instant.

The Nanli Divine Fire transformed into a ten-thousand-foot pillar of fire that shot into the sky, tearing the Time Stop Law to shreds.

Nangong Waner regained her freedom.

Without any hesitation, she transformed into a streak of purple light and lunged straight at Lu Chen.

It wasn't an attack; it was a pounce.

With her arms spread wide, her peach-blossom eyes smiling, she shouted: "I want a hug!"

Lu Chen dodged to the side.

Nangong Waner missed, her toes tapping on the Void Realm, her body rotating, and as her purple robes fluttered, she lunged again.

Lu Chen dodged to the left.

Nangong Waner followed to the left.

Lu Chen dodged to the right.

Nangong Waner followed to the right.

Lu Chen flew upward.

Nangong Waner also flew upward.

The two of them chased each other above the Yunxiao Holy Land, one desperately lunging, the other desperately dodging.

The Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor Nanli Divine Fire drew crimson trails across the sky, burning the entire firmament until it looked like a New Year painting.

On the ground, thousands of Yunxiao Holy Land Disciples looked up to watch the battle, their necks nearly snapping.

Su Qiyue crouched on the ground, cupping her chin, her eyes blinking like she was watching fireworks.

"This big sister chases Revered Master so fast!"

Yan Lingji crossed her arms, her expression subtle.

"Revered Master's debts are truly quite numerous."

In mid-air, Lu Chen dodged for the seventeenth time.

He didn't dare to make a move.

It wasn't that he couldn't win; against a Quasi-Emperor, a single finger from an Emperor was enough.

But this was Nangong Waner.

If he hit too hard, she would get hurt; if he hit too lightly, she would get even more excited; if he didn't hit her, she would keep chasing.

Lu Chen's mind raced.

[I can't hurt her, and I can't run—she's burned the space away. It takes me two breaths to tear through the Void Realm, but she can close in within one breath.]

[I need to find a way to control her without hurting her.]

The System's electronic voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Host, did you forget?]

The loli voice carried a note of schadenfreude.

[That rope given to you from the last Secret Realm sign-in, the immortal binding rope, an immortal-grade item, claimed to be able to bind even Immortals, and not even an Emperor can break free from it. You just tossed it into a corner of the System backpack to gather dust.]

Lu Chen's eyes lit up.

The immortal binding rope!

How could he have forgotten about this thing?

When he got it from the sign-in, he thought the name was too tacky and casually tossed it into the deepest part of his backpack.

Nangong Waner lunged for the eighteenth time.

This time she had learned to be smart; the nangong sword slashed horizontally, and the Nanli Divine Fire sealed off his retreat, forcing Lu Chen to face her head-on.

Lu Chen didn't retreat but advanced instead.

He flicked his right index finger.

A golden light shot out from his fingertip, silent and soundless, moving so fast that even the Divine Sense of a Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor couldn't track it.

The golden immortal binding rope unfurled in mid-air, thin as a strand of hair, yet it exuded an immortal aura that even an Emperor would fear.

The moment the immortal binding rope touched Nangong Waner's wrists, it automatically coiled around her.

It was absurdly fast.

Within a breath, the golden silk thread spread from her wrists to her arms, from her arms to her shoulders, from her shoulders around her chest, crossing and tightening, tying a dead knot behind her back, and then winding down from her waist to her legs.

The moment Nangong Waner's Nanli Divine Fire touched the immortal binding rope, it was completely suppressed.

Her Ninth-Level Quasi-Emperor cultivation was like paper in front of an immortal-grade item.

Nangong Waner's body fell from high altitude.

Lu Chen reached out and caught her.

Then he looked down at Nangong Waner in his arms.

He froze.

The way the immortal binding rope was wrapped—the golden silk thread crossed over her shoulders and through her chest, creating a diamond shape in the center of her chest, pushing her already fiery figure into an even more exaggerated display.

The threads wrapped around her waist and tightened, cinching that slender waist into an incredible curve.

Then they forked from her waist to the base of her thighs, wrapping twice before converging behind her back.

A standard Tortoise Shell Binding.

And an enhanced version at that.

The lines outlined by the golden silk thread on her purple robe turned Nangong Waner into an extremely dangerous work of art.

Lu Chen's face went through the complete spectrum of colors within three breaths: from white to red, from red to blue, and from blue to black.

[Which pervert refined this immortal binding rope!!]

[What kind of decent Magic Treasure binds people like this!!]

He carried the trussed-up Nangong Waner and landed back on Xiaoyao Peak.

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Holy Lord Mo Wentian's jaw dropped, unable to close.

The Elders behind him collectively turned to stone.

Leng Qingqiu stared at the direction and binding technique of the golden threads on Nangong Waner, the crimson light in her pitch-black eyes flickering.

She silently memorized the binding route map in her mind; it would surely look good when used to bind Revered Master in the future!

Yun Qianyue was also memorizing it, the tips of her nine fox tails curling involuntarily, her peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowed.

Lu Chen looked down at Nangong Waner in his arms, about to open his mouth to explain that this was absolutely not his fetish.

Nangong Waner looked up.

She was blushing intensely, red from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears, the small mole at the corner of her mouth made even sexier.

But she was not angry, nor was she struggling.

Her peach-blossom eyes were filled with moisture, and the way she looked at Lu Chen carried a fervor that made one's scalp tingle.

"Lu Chen."

Her voice trembled, but not from fear; it was entirely from excitement.

"Have you finally opened your mind?"

Lu Chen's mouth twitched.

Nangong Waner twisted her body in his arms, and the golden silk threads tightened further with her movements.

She bit her lower lip, her breathing rapid.

"You want to get rough with me?"

"Then I'll endure it this time."

"You take the initiative; I'll be underneath."

She turned her head and rubbed her cheek against Lu Chen's chest, her voice low and hoarse.

"Automatic transmission, you drive."

Lu Chen's hands almost let go.

He took a deep breath and pushed Nangong Waner away, but the immortal binding rope had bound her arms tight; she was like a person hanging on Lu Chen, impossible to push off.

"This is the binding method that comes with the Magic Treasure! It has nothing to do with me!"

Lu Chen's voice rose by three octaves.

"I don't have this kind of fetish!"

Nangong Waner tilted her head to look at him, her peach-blossom eyes smiling and teary.

"It doesn't matter if you don't; I can train you."

Lu Chen's Dao Heart cracked another fissure.

He was about to say something to smooth over the situation.

Nangong Waner's expression suddenly changed.

She stopped looking at Lu Chen and instead turned her head, speaking loudly towards a certain direction.

"Good bestie, stop peeking."

Nangong Waner's voice penetrated the space for ten thousand miles.

"If you don't come now, your fiancé will run away, and I'm going to go enjoy him first."

She paused for a breath, the small mole at the corner of her mouth lifting with her smile.

"Let's take him down first, then decide how to split the loot. You take the upper body, it's good to look at; I'll take the lower body, it's good to use!"

PS: Thanks to Brother Yun who loves jelly noodles for the bonus chapter flowers and the update urging talisman! Also, thanks for the two Great God certifications yesterday, thank you very much! But I don't have any drafts! I usually write today for tomorrow! My novel doesn't make money either, a dozen yuan a day. I write part-time and have other work to do, so this is truly my limit! I'll add one chapter now, thanks! I'll add another chapter tomorrow! Thanks for the tip, brother!