70: An unexpected encounter with a beautiful woman, followed by a domineering declaration.

Chu He's figure vanished at the end of the steps.

A long while later, within the empty hall, space twisted as the five members of Feng Ziyan's group appeared in a wretched state.

Each of them was pale, their eyes still carrying lingering fear; they had clearly suffered quite a bit within the Heart Demon illusion.

The three Golden Core Cultivators in particular had unstable Dao Hearts; they were currently gasping for breath, nearly collapsing from exhaustion.

"What... what a terrifying illusion!" Uncle Fu said with lingering fear, "I almost didn't make it back just now."

In the illusion just now, he had seen the tragic scene of the Feng Family being exterminated. Had his loyalty to the Young Miss not overcome his fear at the final moment, his Dao Heart would likely have crumbled.

Feng Ziyan was in slightly better condition, but her pretty face was also somewhat pale.

Her illusion had been the failure of her Bloodline Awakening, ultimately leading to her body exploding.

That kind of fear for the future had caused her to struggle for a long time.

"Eh? Why is it like this here..."

She looked around and suddenly discovered that this hall, which should have been the core of the illusion, was now covered in spiderweb-like cracks, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Emotions of weakness and fear emanated from the hall's Origin.

"What... what's going on? The Origin of the Heart Demon illusion seems to have been heavily damaged?" Uncle Fu also noticed something was wrong and spoke in shock.

To be able to damage the Origin of the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda? What kind of terrifying power would it take to achieve that?

Just as they were filled with doubt and suspicion, a thought flashed through both of their minds simultaneously.

It was him!

It had to be that man!

Besides him, they couldn't think of anyone else who could do something so inconceivable!

Not only did he easily pass through the Heart Demon illusion, he even... crippled the illusion while he was at it?

This realization left Feng Ziyan and Uncle Fu deeply shaken once again.

That man's strength had completely exceeded their scope of understanding.

"Young Miss, we..." Uncle Fu looked at Feng Ziyan, wanting to ask what to do next.

"Go! To the third floor!"

Feng Ziyan didn't hesitate for a second, her eyes flashing with an unprecedented light.

Her curiosity toward Chu He had now reached its peak.

She had to catch up and ask him personally exactly who he was!

...The Heaven-Reaching Pagoda, third floor.

Unlike the slaughter and eeriness of the first two floors, this place was a fairyland of singing birds and fragrant flowers, with Spiritual Qi so dense it had practically materialized.

Immortal Mountains floated in the air, surrounded by white clouds and dancing cranes.

On every Immortal Mountain grew rare flowers and exotic herbs that had long been extinct in the outside world, and there was no lack of thousand-year or even ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines.

This was a land of Opportunity.

The first batch of Cultivators to enter were already stunned by the sight before them, followed by outbursts of ecstatic shouts as they madly rushed toward those Immortal Mountains to begin harvesting Spirit Medicines.

To fight over a single ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine, several familiar Sects even turned against each other on the spot, coming to blows.

Humanity's most primitive greed was fully exposed here.

Chu He's figure appeared atop the highest Immortal Mountain.

He looked down at those Cultivators who were fighting until they were bloodied over a few stalks of Spirit Medicine and shook his head.

"A bunch of country bumpkins who haven't seen the world."

These so-called ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines were, in his eyes, only mediocre.

In the Chu family's herb garden, with the support of Lin Waner's 'Yimu Body' and the 'Azure Emperor Longevity Art', combined with inexhaustible resources, the quality of the Spirit Medicines cultivated was higher than what was here.

He couldn't muster the slightest interest in these things.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his Divine Sense spreading out to investigate the secrets of this floor.

Soon, he discovered that at the center of these floating Immortal Mountains, there was a Central Holy Mountain shrouded by a powerful Restriction.

There, the Spiritual Qi was at its densest, and the faint flow of dao rhyme could be seen.

Presumably, the entrance to the fourth floor, or rather, the true Opportunity of this floor, was there.

Just as he was preparing to set off for the Central Holy Mountain.

The sound of rushing air came from behind him.

The figures of Feng Ziyan and Uncle Fu landed not far behind him.

They had caught up.

The three Golden Core Cultivators, due to insufficient cultivation and state of mind, had been left behind on the second floor, not daring to go any deeper.

"Senior!"

Uncle Fu was about to speak.

But Feng Ziyan took a step ahead, her Phoenix eyes burning with flames as she looked directly at Chu He.

This was the first time she dared to face this man so directly.

"Just who are you?"

She got straight to the point, her voice cold and carrying a hint of unquestionable interrogation.

"Why are you so strong? Was it you who destroyed the illusion on the second floor?"

The string of questions revealed the turmoil in her heart.

Uncle Fu was terrified on the side, fearing that the Young Miss's rude attitude would anger this temperamental death star.

Chu He slowly turned around.

He did not answer Feng Ziyan's questions.

Instead, he used a highly aggressive gaze to carefully look her over from head to toe.

That gaze was not like looking at a person, but rather like admiring a rare treasure that belonged to him.

Feng Ziyan felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, her heart rate accelerating, and an uncontrollable blush crept onto her cheeks.

She had lived for over a hundred years, and this was the first time she had been looked at by a man with such an expression.

"What... what are you looking at?" she barked, forcing herself to remain calm.

The corner of Chu He's mouth finally curved into an arc.

He withdrew his gaze and said, answering a different question: "Your Bloodline is quite good."

Feng Ziyan was stunned.

He... he can actually see through my Bloodline?

How is this possible!

The Archaic Phoenix Bloodline was the Feng Family's greatest secret; besides Uncle Fu, outsiders had no way of knowing about it!

"As the mother of my child, you are barely qualified."

Chu He's next sentence was like a clap of thunder, exploding in the minds of Feng Ziyan and Uncle Fu.

What?

Mother... of his child?

Both of them thought they had misheard.

"What... what did you say?" Feng Ziyan asked stutteringly, her brain having completely stalled.

Chu He looked at her dazed and cute expression and found it somewhat amusing.

He took a step forward, closing in on Feng Ziyan until the distance between them was less than a foot.

He could even smell the faint, unique scent of her body, like orchid mixed with fire.

He leaned down slightly and, in a magnetic and domineering voice that only the two of them could hear, whispered in her ear:

"I said, be my woman."

"I can bestow upon you, and your entire Feng Clan, a future you wouldn't even dare to imagine in your dreams."

"For example... allowing you, this little Phoenix, to truly undergo Nirvana and transform into a Divine Beast that soars through the Nine Heavens."

The warm breath brushed against Feng Ziyan's sensitive earlobe, causing her entire body to freeze as a tingling sensation spread from the base of her ear to her whole body.

Her brain was completely blasted into a blank void by this declaration, which was domineering to the extreme yet filled with fatal temptation.