Protect Our Chief

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"Brother Seven, I’m on the patrol ship." Wang An Song’s profound qi vibrated out from his Qi Sea, and his voice rang out loudly, "You came just in time, we’ve captured two spies inciting rebellion, and one of them even pretended to be your fiancée. Haha, as if everyone doesn’t know our family’s Sister-in-law Seven is Princess Yiluo."

Pretending to be a fiancée?

Wu Xue Ning was suddenly dumbfounded, her cheek flushed red, looking all discomposed. I-I-I, when did I pretend to be An Ye’s fiancée?

"Such a thing happened? When did I gain another fiancée?" Wang An Ye’s voice sounded somewhat surprised, "Wait a moment, I’ll come aboard to take a look."

Oh no~ how embarrassing!

Wu Xue Ning stomped her foot in anxiety.

This time accompanying Your Majesty pretending to be a Loose Cultivator, she naturally couldn’t use her true appearance of "immortal beauty and jade bones." Under the meticulous "renovation" by the Great Emperor Ancestor, she had transformed from a fairy-like "Little Fairy" to a one-in-a-hundred "vulgar powder."

Not to mention, after causing a ruckus on the Wang Family’s territory with Ancestor Grandpa, she was now caught as a spy.

She was still wearing handcuffs, looking so disheveled, how could she be seen by An Ye? If he saw her like this, how could she maintain any image before An Ye in the future?

"Grandpa Yao... please help." Wu Xue Ning pleaded, looking pitiful.

Sigh~

Old Yao let out a deep sigh in his heart.

Xue Ning, this child, is really falling deeper and deeper.

But, the blame could only be on An Ye being too outstanding.

Not just a little girl like Xue Ning, even Old Yao, who had seen countless young heroes over the centuries, had to admit that regardless of appearance, talent, or demeanor, Wang An Ye was a rarity, practically impeccable.

The most important thing is, An Ye possesses a special aura that unconsciously makes people like him.

Enough, enough~ this sort of thing should be left for His Majesty to worry about.

Saying that, he casually pointed a finger, and an extremely yin-soft profound qi surged up.

Instantly, the profound iron handcuffs on Wu Xue Ning’s hands cracked into powder, falling away.

Simultaneously, he lightly stomped his foot, causing Patrol Ship Zero-Zero-Three to shake violently, throwing all the soldiers aboard off balance.

What kind of terrifying existence is a Divine Power Realm Cultivator? They are genuine Black Tortoise Cultivators, capable of overwhelming power.

The total number of Divine Power Realm Cultivators in Daqian isn’t very many, each is considered a pillar of the nation. With a flick of a finger, one could easily destroy this patrol ship, killing everyone on board.

But these are Wang Family people and property, and Old Yao isn’t here to cause trouble for Wang Family, so he naturally wouldn’t destroy or kill indiscriminately.

Opportunity arrives!

Wu Xue Ning’s eyes lit up, her profound qi at the Celestial Human Realm surged fiercely, instantly transforming into a streak of light, flying out through the porthole.

She wouldn’t kill indiscriminately, all she thought about now was getting away from here, avoiding a face-off with Wang An Ye.

"Demoness, you dare to escape?!" Wang An Song roared in shock and anger, "Brother Seven, don’t let that demoness get away!"

At the moment, Wang Zongkun was mostly submerged, with Wang An Ye standing on his back, ready to calm Kun before going aboard to catch up with his brother, but unexpectedly this incident occurred.

Instantly.

He frowned slightly and said, "An Song, don’t worry, she won’t escape."

As he spoke, he bowed towards Wang Zongkun beneath him, "Please, Uncle Grandpa, stop her for me."

"Oooh~~"

Wang Zongkun let out a long whistle akin to a steam horn.

He naturally noticed the female cultivator who had suddenly emerged. Upon hearing Wang An Ye, he confirmed she was an enemy and didn’t hold back.

It loves catching bad people~

Instantly.

Lines of the power of space spread from him as the center, and everything within several miles slowed down and then gradually froze.

Rippling water waves, the wind blowing over the water surface, dragonflies ready to take off from blade of grass, flower petals drifting with the breeze... everything was frozen in space, as if even time itself paused at this moment.

Flying Wu Xue Ning halted, her form frozen in space with everything else, unable to move.

At a glance, it looked like a specially crafted piece of art.

Spatial Imprisonment!

One of the most iconic minor divine techniques of the Space Element.

As an innate immortal beast, Wang Zongkun’s talent is comparable to a human Innate Dao Body. Already Tier Six, he has mastered great divine techniques and developed various miraculous uses. Spatial Imprisonment, such a minor divine technique, is child’s play for him.

Furthermore, as an immortal beast, his physical strength far surpasses human cultivators of the same tier, and the energy he can store in his body is immense. Even using energy-intensive great divine techniques can be sustained for a long time, while minor divine techniques hardly deplete his energy.

In a real confrontation, ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivators may not be his match.

Oh no!

Wu Xue Ning’s expression changed, realizing the peril instantly.

If it were only Wang An Ye, she still had hope of escape, provided she was a Great Celestial Pride herself, with formidable strength, her escape technique speed was impressive when fully exerted.