528: Yang Lingchen's conditions

"Compared to Tiandu Hall and the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Eastern Emperor Pavilion is much easier to control. As long as Yu Chi Shang is dealt with, Dong Xuanji can still easily take charge of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion."

Gongsun Xiner's red lips parted slightly as she spoke leisurely.

"It's rare for you to have such a mind." A faint, barely perceptible smile curled at the corners of Yang Lingchen's mouth.

"Then does Master like this type?"

Gongsun Xiner's eyes rippled as she gave a seductive smile, one as bright and moving as peach blossoms blooming in spring.

"What do you think?" Yang Lingchen raised an eyebrow with a wicked smile.

He truly did like Gongsun Xiner's type.

After all, what man in the world wouldn't like such a charming beauty... Early the next morning, the sunlight was soft and warm, draping a thin golden veil over all things in the world.

Led by Valley Master, the elites of Heartless Valley marched toward the Eastern Emperor Pavilion with a grand and majestic Aura.

Yang Lingchen and Dong Xuanji sat leisurely on Little Flame's broad back.

"What kind of power do you want to establish?"

Dong Xuanji leaned quietly against Yang Lingchen's warm chest like a little bird, asking softly in a voice that sounded as pleasant as a clear mountain stream.

"A power that reigns supreme over the Realm of the Gods."

Yang Lingchen's voice was as calm as water, but his deep eyes held a trace of majestic Aura that looked down upon the world, as if he could take everything in at a glance.

Since he had come to this vast and mysterious world, he would either do nothing or become the strongest existence.

Yang Lingchen's idea was to stand at the unreachable Peak and look down upon all living beings.

"Pfft!"

Dong Xuanji couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Your ideals are truly ambitious, but I like a man with ideals and ambitions like yours."

Her eyes were filled with admiration and resolve.

"If a person has no ideals, what's the difference between them and the walking dead?" Yang Lingchen smiled faintly, his smile carrying confidence and composure.

"No matter what the future holds, I will stay by your side until you rule the world." Dong Xuanji's tone was incredibly firm, as powerful as a vow.

"Thank you, Sister Xuanji."

Yang Lingchen was full of affection as he held Dong Xuanji tightly in his arms, as if wanting to merge her into his own life.

Meanwhile, the Eastern Emperor Pavilion also received urgent news of the Heartless Valley's attack.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do?"

Second Elder Wang Xu looked nervous, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, as he looked at Yuwen Jue urgently.

"What did the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Tiandu Hall say?"

Yuwen Jue's brows were furrowed, his Face so gloomy it seemed it could drip water, his eyes full of anxiety and unease.

"They haven't replied to us at all," Wang Xu said with a trembling voice, his hands unconsciously gripping the hem of his clothes.

"Wang Xu, I have decided. Starting today, you will take over the position of Pavilion Master. I have decided to retire to the mountains and no longer concern myself with any matters of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion."

Without hesitation, Yuwen Jue threw the Pavilion Master's token directly to Wang Xu, then his figure flashed as he left the Pavilion Master's Hall at maximum speed.

Although he had coveted the position of Pavilion Master for many years, what was the position worth compared to his precious life?

If he didn't flee now, he would surely die once Dong Xuanji and Yang Lingchen arrived.

Watching Yuwen Jue's hurriedly departing back, Wang Xu's Face was extremely gloomy, as if shrouded in a thick haze.

He truly hadn't expected that at this life-or-death crisis, Yu Chi Shang and Yuwen Jue would so heartlessly abandon the Eastern Emperor Pavilion to save their own lives.

"Second Elder, what do we do?"

The other Elders all looked terrified, turning their helpless gazes toward Wang Xu.

"What else can we do? Hang the white flag and surrender! I hope Pavilion Master Dong can remember old ties and leave us a way to live."

Wang Xu sighed helplessly, his voice filled with despair and helplessness.

As for the position of Pavilion Master, he didn't even dare to think about it now.

After all, Yang Lingchen and Dong Xuanji had already led a grand army to kill their way here. If he dared to be the Pavilion Master now, he probably wouldn't even know how he died... Seven days passed in a flash.

Led by Valley Master, the elites of Heartless Valley arrived at the mountain gate of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion like a surging tide.

Yang Lingchen and Dong Xuanji's robes fluttered as they flew through the air, standing tall at the very front of the army like a pair of Heavenly Gods descending to earth.

"Welcome back, Pavilion Master."

Wang Xu, leading all the Elders of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion, had been waiting respectfully at the mountain gate early on. Every one of them looked nervous, their bodies trembling slightly.

"Where is Yu Chi Shang? Tell him to get out here and Face death."

Dong Xuanji's voice was as calm as water, but her tone carried a thick, chilling Killing Intent that seemed capable of freezing a person instantly.

"In response to the Pavilion Master, Yu Chi Shang and Yuwen Jue have already fled," Wang Xu said respectfully while trembling with fear, sweat rolling down his forehead incessantly.

"Sister Xuanji, whether to kill or keep these people is for you to decide," Yang Lingchen said with a calm gaze.

This was, after all, Dong Xuanji's former Sect, and he didn't want to be too heartless to avoid hurting Dong Xuanji's feelings.

However, one thing Yang Lingchen was certain of was that the Eastern Emperor Pavilion must be firmly under Dong Xuanji's control, with no room for error.

" I'll listen to you. If you think they are useful, we will keep them. If you think they are useless, we will kill them."

Dong Xuanji spoke softly, her voice gentle but carrying an unquestionable firmness.

"Then let's put these Elders under control! Lest they cause any more trouble," Yang Lingchen said after a moment's thought, his gaze sweeping over the Elders with a scrutinizing look.

"Mm..."

Dong Xuanji nodded slightly, and then a powerful, suffocating pressure emanated from her body.

This powerful pressure swept toward the Elders of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion like surging ocean waves.

"I am giving you a chance to live now. Open your Divine Sense, or die," Dong Xuanji said coldly.

"We beg the Pavilion Master for mercy! We are willing to serve the Pavilion Master to the death!" Under Dong Xuanji's terrifying pressure, the Elders of the Eastern Emperor Pavilion hurriedly knelt down in terror, kowtowing incessantly for mercy.

"The one you should be loyal to is not me, but my man, Yang Lingchen." Dong Xuanji pointed her jade finger toward Yang Lingchen with a solemn expression.

"We swear loyalty to Young Master Yang unto death."

All the Eastern Emperor Pavilion Elders knelt on the ground, their Faces filled with expressions of terror.

Yang Lingchen didn't bother with nonsense and directly planted Soul Slave Seals in the minds of these Elders.

With this, the entire Eastern Emperor Pavilion was completely and steadily under Yang Lingchen's control.

The next ones to deal with were Tiandu Hall and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.

However, Yang Lingchen already had a well-considered plan, which was to go to Tiandu Hall alone to effectively prevent the enemy from fleeing upon hearing the news.

Once Tiandu Hall was dealt with, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty would be next.

Meanwhile, the news of Yang Lingchen subduing the Eastern Emperor Pavilion spread across the entire Eastern Province as if it had grown wings.

In an instant, Tiandu Hall and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty fell into unprecedented fear, as if doomsday were approaching... Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, Ninth Princess's Mansion.

On this day, the weather was beautiful, and the sky was as blue as a gemstone.

Zhou Wuche walked to Zhou Ruobing's mansion with heavy steps.

"Ruobing greets Imperial Father." Zhou Ruobing moved gracefully and bowed, her movements elegant and dignified.

"Bing'er, I heard you and Yang Lingchen get along quite well," Zhou Wuche asked tentatively, his eyes flickering with a hint of expectation.

"If Imperial Father has something to say, you might as well say it directly," Zhou Ruobing said with clear eyes.

She had heard some things about Yang Lingchen recently, and she even knew that her Old Ancestor and Imperial Father had participated in the pursuit of Yang Lingchen, which caused a trace of anxiety to rise in her heart.

"I presume you've heard about Yang Lingchen's matters?" Zhou Wuche said in a deep, solemn voice.

"I've heard some," Zhou Ruobing nodded slightly. "I wonder what Imperial Father wants to say?" Her eyes were full of doubt.

"It's like this. Imperial Father wants you to talk to him. As long as he doesn't hold the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty accountable, Imperial Father can betroth you to him," Zhou Wuche said, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.

"Imperial Father, I can plead with him, but I cannot guarantee whether he will agree."

Zhou Ruobing's tone was as calm as water, like a deep pool without ripples: "Additionally, I only hope our Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty stops opposing him. His talent is far beyond your imagination. If we continue to oppose him, the consequences will be more than our Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty can bear."

Zhou Ruobing's gaze was firm, carrying a hint of admonishment.

"Rest assured, as long as he no longer pursues Imperial Father and your Old Ancestor, Imperial Father will definitely never be his enemy again," Zhou Wuche said solemnly.

"I'll try."

Zhou Ruobing nodded helplessly, then took out her sound transmission jade and conveyed her father's meaning to Yang Lingchen word for word, very clearly.

In less than half a tea's time, Zhou Ruobing's sound transmission jade vibrated slightly, and Yang Lingchen's firm and powerful voice came from within:

"Princess Ruobing, your Imperial Father and Old Ancestor hunted me for several days and even injured Sister Xuanji. If it weren't for your sake, they would surely die. However, since you have spoken, I can spare their lives, but I must plant Slave Seals in the depths of their Souls. This is my final bottom line."

"Imperial Father, you have heard his reply. You must choose for yourself what to do." A trace of sadness appeared on Zhou Ruobing's Face, lingering like light smoke.

On one side was her closest kin, and on the other was the man she liked. She didn't want to see either side get hurt, but she was powerless to stop it.

"Imperial Father knows. You should rest well."

After Zhou Wuche finished speaking, he slowly left Zhou Ruobing's mansion with a heart full of anxiety.