71: Lifting the ban

"This is the last chance I am giving you. If you do not cherish it, I will bestow you upon Zhou Yuxin."

Xiao Qingyun let out a coquettish snort. At the same time, her fair, jade-like right hand lifted gently, hooking Yang Lingchen's chin.

"Don't, won't I just be obedient?"

Yang Lingchen wore a helpless expression, thinking to himself that if he were truly bestowed upon Zhou Yuxin, his fate would be absolutely miserable to the extreme, simply unimaginable.

"That's more like it."

The corners of Xiao Qingyun's mouth lifted slightly, outlining a charming and moving smile.

Facing such a situation, Yang Lingchen felt truly helpless. He knew clearly in his heart that he had no room left to choose.

...

Early the next morning, Yang Lingchen returned to his residence.

He looked hurried, quickly tidying up his slightly disheveled clothes before walking back to his dwelling.

After entering the room, Yang Lingchen did not dare to delay even a little, quickly sneaking into the haotian jade space and beginning to Cultivate with full concentration.

He knew deeply that only by rapidly improving his own cultivation level could he possibly break through the difficult crisis before him.

Days without a cultivation level were truly too hard to endure. Now that the Restriction on his body had finally been lifted, Yang Lingchen did not want to waste a single moment. He quickly took out Spirit Stones and began to sprint with all his might toward the eighth layer of the Entering Profound Realm.

As each Spirit Stone was continuously refined by him, very soon, he faintly touched the threshold of the eighth layer of the Entering Profound Realm.

At this very moment, Yang Lingchen had arrived at the most critical moment of the Breakthrough. He continuously pushed the Reincarnation Technique, starting to crazily launch one round of impact after another against that barrier of the Realm.

Following one all-out impact after another, that barrier of the Realm finally developed a tiny crack.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Eighth layer of the Entering Profound Realm."

Accompanied by that difficult hurdle within his body being successfully broken through, Yang Lingchen finally succeeded in advancing his cultivation level to the eighth layer of the Entering Profound Realm.

"Damn Old Hag, let's see how I am going to kill you this time."

Yang Lingchen gritted his teeth, cold light flashing in his eyes. He quickly pulled out an explosion profound pill, swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation, and then marched aggressively toward the outside.

At this time, Xiao Qingyun was quietly sitting cross-legged in her room, wisps of pure Spiritual Qi swirling around her body like agile ribbons, quickly being slowly absorbed into her body.

Suddenly, an incomparably terrifying and powerful Aura radiated from her body without warning; clearly, her cultivation level had successfully achieved a Breakthrough.

"I, the Saintess, have finally broken through the shackles that have troubled me for years, reaching the Spiritual Profound Realm." Xiao Qingyun's mouth carried a hint of satisfied smile.

When Yang Lingchen arrived at Xiao Qingyun's door, he was mercilessly stopped by the servant girl.

"Stinky brat, Her Majesty the Empress has not summoned you; why are you here?"

The servant girl's tone was as cold as frost, and her eyes glared coldly at Yang Lingchen, full of disdain and disgust.

"Slap...!"

"Damn Old Hag, I have tolerated you for a long time."

Yang Lingchen was instantly furious, directly swinging a slap fiercely.

Toward this arrogant and domineering stinky woman, he did not have even a shred of good feeling. During this time of being tortured, he had received no shortage of beatings from her.

"Ah... Ah..."

The servant girl let out a shrill scream, her body directly sent flying by this huge force, her entire face swollen and unbearable.

"Stinky woman, if you dare to provoke me again, I will slap you to death."

Yang Lingchen snorted coldly, and in a fit of rage, kicked open Xiao Qingyun's door fiercely, then swaggered in with a haughty air.

"Xiao Chenzi, why are you here?"

A cold light flashed in the depths of Xiao Qingyun's eyes, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, hooking up a faint, playful intent.

"Xiao your sister's Chenzi, bitch, today I am going to deal with you."

Yang Lingchen was furious, his hair standing on end. The immortal demon sword instantly unsheathed, and without hesitation, he slashed out with a sword. The incomparably sharp Sword Qi carried supreme power, hacking heavily toward Xiao Qingyun.

"Something that doesn't know life from death,"

Suddenly, a trace of extremely cold chill flashed in Xiao Qingyun's eyes. At the same time, an incomparably terrifying and chilling Aura instantly radiated from her body without reservation.

Immediately after, her jade palm swung out suddenly. A powerful palm wind, like a surging, unstoppable ocean wave, instantly slammed toward Yang Lingchen, covering the sky and earth.

"Bang...!"

Following a deafening loud noise that spread out, Yang Lingchen only felt his vision blur. His chest felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and his entire person was instantly blasted away by this powerful force.

"Cough... cough..., Your Highness, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Yang Lingchen coughed up a mouthful of blood and hurriedly began to beg for mercy.

At this time, he was incomparably depressed. Previously, he had discovered that Xiao Qingyun was at the ninth layer of the Gui Xuan Realm, so he had taken an explosion profound pill, thinking that this would be enough to deal with Xiao Qingyun. But he never expected that Xiao Qingyun had actually broken through to the Spiritual Profound Realm.

"A misunderstanding?"

Although a charming smile hooked the corners of Xiao Qingyun's mouth, a cold, bone-chilling light flashed in her eyes. She said slowly: "Is it really a misunderstanding?"

"It is absolutely a misunderstanding." Yang Lingchen trembled all over from fear and hurriedly said, his voice even carrying a tremor.

"Roll over here."

Xiao Qingyun's eyes turned stern, and she hooked her finger at Yang Lingchen, her posture full of oppression.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?" Yang Lingchen walked over tremblingly.

At this time, he felt the temperature of the entire room drop by a dozen degrees instantly, giving him a feeling of horror and hair-raising dread.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

"Ahhh..., I was wrong, Your Highness, spare my life!"

Yang Lingchen let out bursts of incomparably shrill screams.

Under Xiao Qingyun's merciless beating, except for his crotch and face, there was not a single piece of intact skin left on Yang Lingchen's entire body; everywhere there were bruises and wounds.

At this time, Xiao Qingyun's jade hand reached out and firmly gripped Yang Lingchen's throat, saying coldly: "If it weren't for the fact that you are still somewhat useful, I would have killed you long ago."

"Cough cough... spare me, I will never... dare again." Yang Lingchen panted with difficulty, his face full of terror.

"Xiao Chenzi, this is the last time. If there is a next time, bear the consequences yourself."

Xiao Qingyun's tone was extremely cold, and she reached out to gently pat Yang Lingchen's face.

"Yes... yes... there will absolutely not be a next time."

Yang Lingchen hurriedly promised, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Count yourself sensible, get out!"

Xiao Qingyun glanced coldly at Yang Lingchen, full of disgust.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yang Lingchen walked out of the room with an unsightly pig-head face. At this time, he was quite depressed, but also very helpless, and could only silently endure it.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen was much better behaved, mainly because the strength of this woman, Xiao Qingyun, was truly too terrifying, far beyond what he could contend with at present.

This day, Yang Lingchen walked out of Xiao Qingyun's room with a gloomy face.

Through the contact during this period, he unexpectedly discovered that when Xiao Qingyun was with him, she was actually secretly running a mysterious Cultivation Technique.

"Damn it, this bitch is actually using me as a tool, no wonder her strength has been getting stronger and stronger recently." Yang Lingchen cursed inwardly.

Facing this situation, he also felt extremely helpless.

Nowadays, he was just a pure tool, and if he didn't serve well, he still had to endure a beating.

...

Northern Profound Empire, inside the imperial palace, in a certain mysterious underground secret chamber.

"Hahaha..., I have finally broken through to the Spiritual Profound Realm. Xiao Qingyun, you bitch, now I want to see how you can still refuse me."

An incomparably cold laugh suddenly rang out. A middle-aged man wearing a golden Dragon robe, with a hint of sharp edge on his face, walked over with big strides.

This person was the Emperor of the Northern Profound Empire who had been in seclusion for a long time—Emperor.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for successfully coming out of seclusion."

An elderly eunuch hurriedly bowed and said, his attitude extremely respectful.

"Prepare for me, I want to bathe and change clothes, and then go to the Empress's sleeping quarters." Emperor ordered in a dignified tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The old eunuch hurriedly responded respectfully, then slowly retreated.

...

At this time, Yang Lingchen was in the Empress's sleeping quarters, carefully kneading her shoulders.

Just at this moment, the servant girl's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty the Empress, His Majesty has come out of seclusion and is rushing toward us."

"The Emperor is coming?" Yang Lingchen frowned tightly, an unease rising in his heart.

"Stop him first, I have no time to deal with him right now." Xiao Qingyun said without hesitation, then continued to Yang Lingchen: "Don't pay him any mind."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Empress." The servant girl outside the door responded, then turned and retreated.

Just at this moment, a loud voice of a eunuch came from afar: "His Majesty has arrived."

Seeing that Emperor had actually already walked over, the servant girl hurriedly bowed respectfully: "This servant girl greets Your Majesty."

"Where is the Empress?"

Emperor's voice was extremely dignified, and a powerful Aura radiated from his body without reservation, making people feel oppressed.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Her Highness is currently Cultivating."

The servant girl hurriedly said, her voice carrying a hint of trembling.

"Cultivating? Then I will wait here for the Empress." Emperor frowned, then found a place and sat down.

The main reason why Emperor did not leave was that he had used his Divine Sense to detect that there were two people in the room, so he wanted to see who exactly was in the Empress's room.