454: Princess of the Great Zhou

"Xiaoyu, stop it!" While fleeing, Yang Lingchen hurriedly sent a Sound Transmission to Nie Xiaoyu inside the yellow springs diagram.

"I can't block it for long. This Magic Flame Condor is a Yao Beast at the Peak of the Xuanzun Realm; its combat power is invincible among those in the same Realm," Nie Xiaoyu said with a solemn expression.

"Block it for as long as you can, as long as it allows me to escape a certain distance," Yang Lingchen instructed via Sound Transmission. "But you must stay safe."

"No problem, but you have to compensate me well later," Nie Xiaoyu said flirtatiously.

"Fine, I promise to feed you until you're full." Yang Lingchen gave a wicked smile and then accelerated his escape.

At the same time, Nie Xiaoyu suddenly lunged out of the yellow springs diagram and blocked the Magic Flame Condor.

With Nie Xiaoyu's appearance, Yang Lingchen soon disappeared into the mountain range.

After escaping a long distance, he quickly put on the disguise mask and cast a small technique to conceal his aura.

Only then did he feel at ease.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a phantom flashed by and instantly merged into the yellow springs diagram within Yang Lingchen's body.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Seeing Nie Xiaoyu return, Yang Lingchen hurriedly asked about her condition via Sound Transmission.

"I'm a bit injured, but it's not a big deal. You'd better not cause trouble lately; I need to recuperate for a while." Nie Xiaoyu's voice was slightly weak.

"Alright, take good care of yourself. Tell me if you need anything." A trace of apology appeared on Yang Lingchen's face; after all, Nie Xiaoyu was injured because of him.

Afterward, he flew quickly toward the edge of the mountain range.

Just then, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lingchen.

She wore a long white dress stained with traces of blood. Her long hair, which had been tied high, was now slightly messy, falling on both sides of her forehead, making her look exceptionally charming.

A white silk ribbon was tied around her waist, making her figure look particularly slender. Her full breasts were ready to burst forth, and she radiated an alluring aura at every moment, stirring a strong desire for conquest in anyone who saw her.

This woman who suddenly appeared was one of the two people who had escaped from the Magic Flame Condor earlier.

"Stinky brat! Your skill at leading away a sheep in passing is quite nimble!" A cold killing intent flashed in the woman's beautiful eyes.

"Young Miss, have you mistaken me for someone else?" Yang Lingchen's voice was calm, showing no panic. Before such a powerhouse, he didn't dare reveal any flaws.

"You still dare to quibble before this Palace? It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" Cold killing intent filled the woman's eyes, and an invisible pressure instantly radiated from her body.

"Holy shit, I'm really fucking unlucky," Yang Lingchen cursed inwardly.

He could tell that this woman's cultivation level was at least at the Late Stage of the Xuanzun Realm. With his current strength, there was almost no possibility of escaping from her hands.

Yang Lingchen was helpless. He was certainly unwilling to hand over that xuanzun fruit for nothing, but if he didn't, she definitely wouldn't let it go.

"Young Miss, calm down. If there's something on your mind, feel free to speak," Yang Lingchen said.

Cold killing intent radiated from the woman's eyes, and her battle sword emitted a trace of chill. "Hand over the xuanzun fruit, and this Palace can spare your life."

Yang Lingchen pondered for a moment and said, "I can give you the xuanzun fruit, but since I obtained it at such a great cost, you should give me some compensation, right?"

"You paid a price?" The woman sneered. "If this Palace hadn't led away the Magic Flame Condor with my subordinates, do you think you could have gotten the xuanzun fruit?"

"Yes, you led the Magic Flame Condor away, but even if I don't have the merit, I still put in the hard work!" Yang Lingchen said. He was still somewhat unwilling to give up the xuanzun fruit for nothing.

"What do you want?" The woman looked at Yang Lingchen coldly.

"One hundred thousand mid-grade divine origin stones," Yang Lingchen said tentatively.

"This Palace can give you one hundred thousand mid-grade divine origin stones, but you must agree to one condition." The woman's blood and Qi surged, and a trace of blood suddenly seeped from the corner of her mouth, but she quickly suppressed it.

"What condition?"

Yang Lingchen asked. He could see that she seemed injured, and quite seriously at that, but he still didn't dare to act rashly. After all, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse—he understood this principle.

"This Palace is injured, as you can probably see. As long as you escort me to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, you won't be short of those one hundred thousand mid-grade divine origin stones." There was a sense of command in the woman's beautiful eyes.

"What if you burn the bridge after crossing it?" Yang Lingchen frowned. After all, they were strangers. If she really didn't keep her word and discarded him once she was safe, wouldn't he be at a huge loss?

"Enough talk. This Palace's patience is limited. Hand over the xuanzun fruit immediately, or suffer the consequences." The woman shook her battle sword, which instantly emitted a bloodthirsty humming sound.

"Deal," Yang Lingchen said in a deep voice.

At this point, he had no choice. After all, Nie Xiaoyu was also seriously injured, and he could only rely on himself.

"At least you're sensible. Hand over the xuanzun fruit!" The woman extended her soft, jade-white hand.

"Here you go!" Yang Lingchen was also straightforward and handed the xuanzun fruit over.

"Protect me." The woman took out a few healing pills and sat down cross-legged to begin healing her injuries.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen was incredibly conflicted. Several times he wanted to launch a sneak attack on the woman, but in the end, he held back because he really couldn't afford to take the risk.

Yang Lingchen also thought about leaving, but upon reflection, he felt it would be too much of a loss. Moreover, he happened to be going to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty anyway. Escorting her might actually get him those one hundred thousand mid-grade divine origin stones.

Besides, he had already given her the xuanzun fruit. As long as she wasn't completely heartless, she had no reason to attack him again.

Thinking of this, Yang Lingchen wasn't so depressed anymore. Judging by her temperament, she was likely a princess or a Commandery Princess of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, so she probably wouldn't be short of those one hundred thousand mid-grade divine origin stones.

Afterward, Yang Lingchen set up a campfire not far from the woman and started grilling.

While traveling, he never mistreated himself, especially when it came to food. Furthermore, the creatures in this world were top-tier Yao Beasts, and their meat was far superior to the ordinary chicken, duck, or fish on Earth.

About fifteen minutes later, a fragrant aroma wafted through the mountain range.

Yang Lingchen took out a chair and started feasting.

"Sha... sha... sha...!"

Just then, a crisp sound of footsteps came from behind Yang Lingchen.

"Beautiful, high-quality Profound Python meat. Want to try some?" Out of politeness, Yang Lingchen asked.

"No need. Let's go. You carry me on your sword." The woman's voice was cold, maintaining a distance.

"I carry you?" Yang Lingchen looked puzzled. "Is that convenient?"

She was a woman, after all. Carrying someone while flying on a sword would inevitably involve some physical contact. It wouldn't be worth it if he accidentally annoyed her, so he had to clarify things first.

"What's inconvenient? Do you actually dare to take advantage of me?" the woman snapped coldly.

"Alright then." Yang Lingchen summoned the dragon que sword and hovered in mid-air. "Come on up, beautiful."

The woman leaped, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal Realm, and landed gently on the dragon que sword.

Immediately, Yang Lingchen flew off, turning into an afterimage as he headed toward the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.