248: Goodbye Ling Yanyun

That night.

Yang Lingchen swallowed a miraculous Medicinal Pill that could perfectly conceal his presence, then quietly and cautiously crept toward Yanyun Peak.

Yanyun Peak.

The tallest and most mysterious peak in the Haoyue Demon Palace.

At the same time, this peak was also the place where the Haoyue Demon Palace's Old Ancestor Yanyun cultivated in seclusion. The surroundings were quiet and elegant, with pleasant scenery, much like a paradise on earth.

Without a summons from Old Ancestor Yanyun, this peak was the most forbidden of Forbidden Lands; if anyone trespassed, they would face extremely severe punishment.

It was said that over a hundred years ago, a highly respected Elder of the Haoyue Demon Palace accidentally entered this area and had his cultivation level ruthlessly stripped by Old Ancestor Yanyun on the spot.

Yang Lingchen quietly arrived at the foot of Yanyun Peak.

At this moment, he discovered that Yanyun Peak was enveloped by a defensive formation with incredibly strong defensive capabilities, and the level of this defensive formation was very high.

As long as someone touched it, it would immediately let out a sharp, ear-piercing alarm.

Fortunately, Yang Lingchen's attainments in Formations were quite high; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to enter this peak.

The summit of Yanyun Peak.

Inside a huge and luxurious open-air hot spring pool, four women with world-shaking beauty and graceful, curvaceous figures were happily playing in the water.

One of the women, who possessed an incomparably beautiful and celestial face, was holding another woman with an expression of enjoyment.

This woman with the celestial face was none other than the Palace Master of the Haoyue Demon Palace, Ling Yanyun, and also the notoriously fierce Old Ancestor Yanyun of the Tianfeng World.

“Yanyun, what's wrong? Why have you been neglecting us for the past two or three years?” one of the charmingly full-figured women asked.

Ling Yanyun pondered for a long time before slowly saying, “You have suffered all these years. You should leave tomorrow! I am returning your freedom.”

“Yanyun, what did you say? You're really willing to let us leave?” another woman with a petite and exquisite figure said.

“Of course! It has been several hundred years since I abducted you all; it is time to return your freedom,” Ling Yanyun said.

“Yanyun, you haven't fallen for a man, have you?” one of the women spoke up.

“How could I,” Ling Yanyun said, her voice carrying a hint of unnaturalness.

“Then why are you letting us leave?” the petite woman asked impatiently.

“Because I know that you actually prefer men,” Ling Yanyun said with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

“No, it's you we like. How could we like men? Yanyun, please don't misunderstand,” the three women said nervously.

“What is there to fear? I said I would return your freedom, and I certainly will. Whether you like men or women in the future is your own freedom.” Ling Yanyun's expression was exceptionally serious.

“Really?” the three women asked in unison.

“Of course it's true. Now that your cultivation levels have all reached the Heavenly Emperor Realm, you will be able to live well even after leaving me,” Ling Yanyun said solemnly, her gaze firm.

“You're really allowing us to marry men?” the full-figured woman asked, her eyes full of anticipation.

“I will no longer interfere with you. Leave tomorrow morning!” Ling Yanyun said, her expression somewhat complex.

“Yanyun, before we leave, let us accompany you one last time!”

The full-figured woman slowly walked to Ling Yanyun's side and said in a soft voice.

“Mm-hmm...!” Ling Yanyun nodded with a flushed face.

At this moment, the entire hot spring pool at the peak was surrounded by an ambiguous and hazy atmosphere.

“...”

By this time, Yang Lingchen had almost climbed to the summit. He looked around vigilantly but didn't see a single Soul.

Just then, from the top of Yanyun Peak, bursts of Soul-stirring sounds that would make anyone blush came drifting down.

“Holy crap, isn't that Senior Sister Yanyun's voice? Could the rumors be true?”

Driven by curiosity, Yang Lingchen slowed his pace and stealthily crept toward the hot spring pool at the summit.

His movements were very quiet, and his presence was suppressed to the limit by the Breath-Concealing Pill.

“...”

During the time he was climbing, those blood-boiling and heart-pounding sounds rose and fell in an endless stream.

Yang Lingchen finally reached the summit. Out of curiosity, he quietly poked his head out.

“My goodness.”

At this moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.

“Gulp...!”

In all his years, Yang Lingchen had never seen such a fragrant and stimulating scene. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

“What audacity, to dare trespass on my Yanyun Peak.”

Ling Yanyun suddenly opened her beautiful eyes. With a wave of her slender, jade-like hand, she instantly struck out with a surging pillar of water.

The speed of this water pillar was comparable to the speed of light. It instantly pierced through the massive boulder in front of Yang Lingchen and then slammed into his chest.

“Pfft...!”

Yang Lingchen spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward on the spot. Before he even hit the ground, he fainted away.

With Yang Lingchen's intrusion, the women instantly lost interest.

Ling Yanyun quickly put on a set of magnificent clothes and then came to Yang Lingchen's side.

“Stinky brat, you've got some nerve, actually daring to run to my Yanyun Peak.”

The curvaceous woman also walked over at this time and said, “Yanyun, how should we handle this kid?”

“I think we should just castrate him! Then gouge out his eyeballs,” another woman said viciously.

“Shut up.” Ling Yanyun snorted coldly and said, “All of you, leave! From now on, you are free.”

After Ling Yanyun finished speaking, she picked up Yang Lingchen and walked quickly toward the palace at the summit.

“What's the situation? Yanyun hasn't really fallen for a man, has she?” the full-figured woman said.

“Why do you care so much? Aren't you leaving yet? Do you really want to stay here and accompany her for the rest of your life?” the petite woman said.

“Let's go! After all these years, we can finally find a man legitimately,” the other woman said with anticipation.

After the three women finished speaking, they flew off into the distance and soon completely disappeared into the horizon.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Lingchen struggled to open his eyes.

At this moment, he felt weak all over, and his bones felt as if they had all shattered. Especially his chest, which sent waves of intense pain that seemed ready to consume him.

“Yang Lingchen, you really have some nerve!”

Just then, Ling Yanyun's voice, as pleasant as celestial music, rang out.

“Cough... cough... cough...! Sister Yanyun.”

Yang Lingchen struggled to climb up, looking at Ling Yanyun who had suddenly appeared.

After four years, Ling Yanyun was still dreamily beautiful. That innate coldness made her look like a snow lotus frozen for a thousand years, noble and inviolable.

“Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?”

Ling Yanyun slowly walked to Yang Lingchen's side, her beautiful eyes extremely cold, as if they could freeze a person's Soul.

“I'm not afraid,” Yang Lingchen said, his tone carrying a hint of stubbornness.

“Why?” Ling Yanyun said.

“Because I am your man,” Yang Lingchen said, his gaze firm.

“Shut up.” Ling Yanyun snorted coldly.

A pair of slender jade hands instantly gripped Yang Lingchen's throat, and she said coldly, “If it weren't for you destroying my dao body, I would have already broken through to the God Lord Realm.”

“How can you blame me for that?” Yang Lingchen said with difficulty, his voice full of grievance.

“If not you, then should I blame myself?” Ling Yanyun's eyes sharpened, and the strength in her hand increased a bit more.

“Cough... cough... cough...!”

Yang Lingchen struggled frantically; at this moment, he felt like he was about to stop breathing.

Just as Yang Lingchen was about to give in, Ling Yanyun finally let go of her hand, unable to bear it.