Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The moment he finished speaking, the dark figure vanished without a trace.

After a long wait, he did not reappear. It was as if he had truly agreed to Ye Wushuang’s demand and left Mengyun Wulei behind.

On the bed, Mengyun Wulei stared, stunned, at the spot where the dark figure had vanished. She couldn’t believe the Blood Feather Tower Master had just left like that.

’That was her own father!’

Ye Wushuang looked away from the empty spot and turned his gaze to Mengyun Wulei, then walked toward her.

"Pervert, what do you think you’re doing?"

Mengyun Wulei’s expression shifted as she watched him approach.

"I’ve already told you, you’re to be my personal bodyguard. And since the job is ’personal,’ shouldn’t you know what that implies?" Ye Wushuang said with a straight face, lying down on the bed as he spoke.

’Personal... protection!’

Mengyun Wulei’s gaze froze. She stared at Ye Wushuang, who had so brazenly laid down on the bed, and found it impossible to understand. ’How can the man who was so cold-blooded and decisive before also be such a shameless rogue?!’

’Sharing a bed—*this* is what he calls personal protection?’

Indignation and humiliation flashed across Mengyun Wulei’s icy face. She desperately wanted to kick him off the bed.

But with her powers currently sealed, she simply didn’t have the strength.

So, she could only sit on the edge of the bed and glare at him. Her gaze was like a blade; if looks could kill, Ye Wushuang would have been hacked to pieces.

What she didn’t see, however, was the cold smirk playing on the lips of the reclining Ye Wushuang.

...

Shrouded in the hazy night, a great black hall was silhouetted against the darkness.

Inside the hall stood four dark figures.

One of them was the very same dark figure from the Drunken Guest Tower: the Blood Feather Tower Master, Mengyun Pojun.

The other three were members of the Blood Feather Four Guards: Blood Hatred, Blood Kill, and Xie Li.

Of the three, Blood Kill stepped forward. "Tower Master, if we let Wulei stay with that brat, won’t he get some wicked ideas?"

Xie Li added coldly, "If he dares to try anything, I’ll kill him instantly!"

Mengyun Wulei was one of the Blood Feather Four Guards, operating under the codename Blood Tears.

Now that Mengyun Wulei had failed to assassinate Ye Wushuang and been taken hostage, how could the three of them possibly let him off the hook?

Mengyun Pojun turned, his cold eyes sweeping over the three. "Haven’t you caused enough trouble?" he said icily. "You acted on your own without informing me and committed a grave error. If I hadn’t arrived in time, forget just her—even if all of you had gone together, you would only have met your deaths!"

"Tower Master!"

Seeing Mengyun Pojun’s fury, the three immediately knelt. "We had learned from the Governor’s Mansion that Ye Wushuang possessed the map and key. In our haste, we took men to investigate!"

"Investigate? Do you have any idea who that Ye Wushuang is?"

Mengyun Pojun’s expression was grim. "He is the foremost expert of the younger generation in the Endless Wilderness, and his methods are extraordinary. He recently slayed a Yin Yang Realm expert in the Black Wind Valley. Do you think you are capable of killing someone in the Yin Yang Realm?"

"Slaying a Yin Yang Realm expert?"

The three of them were visibly stunned by this revelation.

"Stay out of this matter from now on. Focus on the preparations for the cave mansion. If anything goes wrong, you can all just kill yourselves," Mengyun Pojun said dispassionately.

"Yes, sir!"

The three men nodded and vanished from the hall.

’Child Abandoned by Heaven! Strongest Warrior! His Destiny was so great it drew a Celestial Avatar to try and slay him, yet he has a terrifyingly powerful expert backing him. This brat... he’s truly a mystery!’

Mengyun Pojun muttered to himself. He had been present at the Barbarian God Battle Platform, so how could he not know everything that had occurred there?

’If the Old Ancestor were here, he might be able to make sense of it,’ Mengyun Pojun murmured again.

A strange glint flickered in his cold eyes as he turned his gaze to the starry sky outside.

...

「The next morning, at dawn.」

Lan Xinyu rose early and went to Ye Wushuang’s room. Before she could knock, the door opened and he stepped out.

At the same time, a stunningly beautiful woman in black also emerged from the room, her clothes disheveled.

Lan Xinyu froze, her eyes sizing up Mengyun Wulei.

"Young Master, she is...?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Lan Xinyu asked the question, though her mind was already racing. ’When did this woman get into the Young Master’s room? And with her clothes in such a state... Don’t tell me...?’

"You can call her ’madam’."

Ye Wushuang’s casual remark left both women stunned.

"Pervert, who are you calling your wife?! Say one more word of nonsense, and I’ll kill you!" Mengyun Wulei raged, her icy glare stabbing into Ye Wushuang like a sword.

Ye Wushuang turned to her and asked, "If you’re not my wife, then why did you sneak into my bed in the middle of the night?"

"I... I snuck into *your* bed?" Upon hearing his words, Mengyun Wulei was so incensed she nearly choked, rendered completely speechless.

"Go get Xiaoo Yue. I need to go out," Ye Wushuang said to Lan Xinyu, completely ignoring Mengyun Wulei’s murderous glare.

Lan Xinyu nodded, a flicker of disappointment crossing her pretty face.

The four of them then left the Drunken Guest Tower. With Mengyun Wulei leading the way, they quickly departed Nanyang City, heading north.

"We’re here."

Mengyun Wulei announced their arrival as they came to the foot of a verdant mountain peak.

Ye Wushuang surveyed the peak before turning to Lan Xinyu and the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc. "If anything happens in a bit, you two are to leave first."

"We understand."

The two nodded, understanding his plan. The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc was already at the Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer, and its Cultivation had increased even further thanks to the Treasure Medicine from Ye Wushuang.

Its speed was so great that even a Yin Yang Realm expert would struggle to catch it. If danger arose, the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc would carry Lan Xinyu to safety, ensuring they wouldn’t be a burden to Ye Wushuang.

The mountain peak was wreathed in clouds and mist, thick with rising mountain air and overgrown with thorny shrubs.

The four ascended the mountain, walked directly to a point halfway up its slope, and entered a cave.

Inside the cave was a tunnel. When the four emerged from the other side, they found themselves standing within a mountain range.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

One dark figure after another emerged from the void, swiftly surrounding Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang knew exactly who they were, of course—the assassins of the Blood Feather Tower.

Ye Wushuang’s expression remained calm. His gaze fell upon a steep peak a hundred meters away, where a mirror-smooth cliff face rose up from the base.

Mengyun Pojun stood quietly before the cliff, his eyes fixed on a stone gate set within it.

"Let him approach," Mengyun Pojun called out faintly. Only then did the dark figures surrounding Ye Wushuang vanish back into the void.

Ye Wushuang gave a meaningful glance to the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc and Lan Xinyu before walking forward, bringing Mengyun Wulei with him.

"This is the Nirvana Cave Mansion."

Mengyun Pojun stared at the stone gate. "Unfortunately," he said, "this stone gate is imprinted with the techniques of a Nirvana Powerhouse. With my power alone, I cannot open it."

Ye Wushuang replied coolly, "The Blood Feather Tower Master had Mengyun Wulei lead me here so openly for the precise purpose of luring other experts to this spot, so we could all open this stone gate together. What is there to be unfortunate about?"

Hearing this, Mengyun Pojun’s eyes narrowed. "It seems I have underestimated you. You are truly worthy of the title ’Child Envied by Heaven.’ I must admit, I am impressed."

Listening to their exchange, Mengyun Wulei wore a look of complete confusion, unable to grasp the hidden meaning behind their words.