The top floor of the Tianxiang Pavilion has now been mostly reduced to ruins.
And it’s all because of that terrifying sword aura.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan felt a little bit relieved due to Leng Wu Shuang’s turtle-like pace.
Otherwise, if he had already been forcefully conquered by Leng Wu Shuang, the two of them might be having a spring-time rendezvous, and he would probably have been scared out of his wits by now.
As Jiang Xuan came back to his senses and noticed the woman standing in the air, he was slightly surprised.
Though the woman was wearing a golden mask, he could tell with one glance that she was none other than Nan Gong Liu Yun, who had recently stepped out on some business.
That golden mask seemed to have a mysterious effect of concealing her face. As for Nan Gong Liu Yun’s air, which seemed both noble and icy, it made it hard to connect her with the previous image of the spoiled girl.
In this situation, Jiang Xuan was able to instantly recognize her identity thanks to his own unreliable system, affectionately known as “Wasteland System.”
Upon closely examining the information provided by his scanning system, however, Jiang Xuan completely lost his composure.
Name: Nan Gong Liu Yun
Current Cultivation Level: First Stage of Martial Ancestor
Force Background: Divine Martial Dynasty – The youngest Holy Maiden of Qingluan Sect
Spiritual Roots: Flawless Celestial Spiritual Root
Current Host Affection Rating towards Nan Gong: 10,000
System Reminder: Hope Host can quickly make the right choice and realize which thigh is the fatter one sooner rather than later.
Jiang Xuan: “!!!!!!”
Jiang Xuan automatically ignored the Wasteland System’s habitual useless tips.
He wasn’t an idiot; obviously, he couldn’t fail to see who was the real big-shot here.
What surprised Jiang Xuan was Nan Gong Liu Yun’s force background; she came from the Divine Martial Dynasty and was even a Holy Maiden.
Was the small story he made up earlier somehow true?
No wonder Nan Gong Liu Yun was so formidable — it turned out she had such a powerful background! Her cultivation level rising to the First Stage of Martial Ancestor meant a complete mismatch on the force scale.
A single First Stage Martial Ancestor could destroy hundreds of Ninth Stage Peak Martial Emperors at will.
Now, it seems Cold Wu Shuang has no chance at all against her!
While Jiang Xuan was still trying to process this information, Cold Wu Shuang spoke first.
“Who are you? Why did you destroy my Tianxiang Pavilion?”
As soon as she finished, Nan Gong Liu Yun stretched out a hand, and in an instant, Jiang Xuan appeared in her arms.
This scene left Cold Wu Shuang completely bewildered.
After recalling that she had promised to protect him, facing a much stronger opponent overwhelmed her with a sense of helplessness. She felt the first taste of weakness and despair since becoming a Martial Emperor.
From their sword aura and quick capture, she saw no hope of winning. Although she wanted to tell herself that they could win and reclaim the Emperor, she could not deceive herself.
But could losing just mean resignation?
Just then, Nan Gong Liu Yun responded, high above:
“It doesn’t matter who I am. It matters that you touched what you shouldn’t have. If you stand your ground and endure a single blow from me, fine. Otherwise, your empire won’t last.”
Hearing Nan Gong Liu Yun’s words, Jiang Xuan froze internally.
He thought to himself:
[Is she serious? Cold Wu Shuang surely can never handle such a strike… this could end badly…]
Overhearing, Cold Wu Shuang looked at Jiang Xuan in the air, her eyes softening slightly.
Then, she took out a longsword from her storage ring.
“Xuan, when we first met, you said you were the forbidden fruit of some ancient sect’s Holy Maiden. Back then, you mentioned if I insisted on making you the Emperor, the dynasty could be destroyed.
I took it as a joke, but I didn’t know it was true. You always spoke honestly to me. Is that why you wouldn’t agree to be my Emperor? Such a good-looking young man, I like you more now.
Don’t worry, even so, I won’t back down. You are the Emperor I chose. I promised to keep you safe. No matter the cost, I won’t let anyone take you away today.”
Jiang Xuan: “!!!????”
Jiang Xuan had figured Cold Wu Shuang would be smart enough to run away under such overwhelming strength, not risk confrontation.
Surprisingly, she showed the air of a true Empress at this critical moment. This changed Jiang Xuan’s perception of her. He assumed she merely liked him due to looks, not from the heart.
However, things seemed different now.
In mid-air, Nan Gong Liu Yun held Jiang Xuan while preparing to unsheathe her sword again. But Jiang Xuan whispered something into her ear, and she put the sword away.
She turned toward Cold Wu Shuang and added,
“For my husband’s sake, go back to your little empire, or it won’t be necessary anymore.”
With that, Nan Gong Liu Yun disappeared along with Jiang Xuan.
As her pressure faded, Cold Wu Shuang collapsed onto the ground.
Originally planning to fight with everything, she realized Jiang Xuan saved her after all.
[Emperor really cares about me. I must get stronger and take him back!]
Jiang Xuan asked Nan Gong Liu Yun to leave quickly because he stood out too much in her arms, drawing attention.
Women below the Tianxiang Pavilion immediately started discussing his appearance. He feared the deputy pavilion master, Xia Xiao Yu, and Murong Ying would soon come looking for him. This could lead to a chaotic and dangerous situation he wouldn’t be able to handle.
For the greater good, it was best to move away.
He told Nan Gong Liu Yun:
“Wife, I knew you’d come save me. Let’s leave this place. More people are gathering, and I don’t want to be noticed.
As for my punishment for leaving the Nan Gong Mansion, I accept it…”
After Jiang Xuan spoke, Nan Gong Liu Yun warned Cold Wu Shuang and hurriedly took him away.
Meanwhile, in a small courtyard of Nan Gong Mansion, Nan Gong Liu Yun gently released Jiang Xuan and removed her gold mask.
“Husband, how did you see through my disguise? Could you really be a peerless powerhouse?”
