Hearing that, you’d think some heartless jerk got a girl knocked up and then ditched her.
Rosa was on the brink of a meltdown, her hands flailing as she desperately clutched her swollen belly.
She just couldn’t wrap her head around how Ye Junlin pulled this off.
I mean, what kind of wicked technique is this?
To make a cultivator’s belly swell up like a pregnant woman’s in an instant!
Totally blindsided!
The very thought of having to waddle home with a baby bump had Rosa in tears, her glimmering tears sliding down her cheeks as she sobbed, “You despicable native using such underhanded tricks, boo hoo…”
Inside, Ye Junlin was reveling in a silent victory, smirking, “Don’t blame me; you brought this on yourself.”
Rosa was gritting her silver teeth, glaring with her little rabbit-like red eyes, questioning,
“Who the heck are you? Do you have the guts to say your name!”
This was the darkest day of her life.
Not only was she utterly defeated, but she also had to return in such a humiliating state.
And all of it was caused by a human powerhouse she’d never even heard of—how could she accept that? How could she swallow this bitter pill?
You see, the Human Race was on the decline, with virtually no voice or status in the universe.
Now she was beaten by a human prodigy from a small world? As the princess of the Asura Clan, Rosa couldn’t wrap her head around it!
So, she was desperate to find out who this silver-haired youth really was!
Ye Junlin wasn’t the least bit intimidated, casually replying, “Listen up, I’m Ye Tian Emperor. Next time, remember to steer clear of me, or you know what’ll happen.”
“Ye, Ye Tian Emperor?”
Rosa could hardly believe her ears, staring wide-eyed in shock.
Can anyone just call themselves an emperor like that?
In the current universe, only the Lord of the Divine Court had the credentials to call themselves an emperor across the realms!
How dare a guy who isn’t even in the Sacred Realm have the gall to claim such a title?
Rosa shot him a scornful look, “You native know nothing of decorum, calling yourself an emperor? Who do you think you are?”
Ye Junlin, unbothered and thick-skinned, replied matter-of-factly, “I think I’m quite deserving!”
“Deserving? Pfft! Pfft, pfft, pfft!”
Rosa was on the verge of losing it, spitting in frustration. But her overzealous movements sent a jolt of pain through her belly.
“Ouch!”
Rosa cradled her swollen stomach, frowning deeply.
The “Big Belly Finger” technique was something Ye Junlin had acquired through a system check-in, and it grew stronger and more enduring with the user’s cultivation level.
As an Immortal Emperor, Ye Junlin’s use of the technique was particularly effective.
“Hey, be careful, you don’t want to disturb the little one!”
Ye Junlin teased.
“Scram!”
Rosa transformed into a furious little dynamo, gritting her teeth as she yelled, “You’re on my radar, Leaf! You shameless jerk, one day I’ll get my vengeance!”
With that, she huffed and turned to dive into the vortex.
Buzzing~
The portal closed completely, vanishing without a trace.
“What a pity.”
Ye Junlin sighed.
The best outcome would have been to capture Rosa as his maid, which would have been hugely beneficial.
But looking at it now, that thought wasn’t realistic.
At least before she left, he could still use the “Big Belly Finger” trick to totally mess with her—so in a way, it felt like a victory.
“Wonder how things are going for Li Ruotong…” Ye Junlin’s eyes flickered as he sent a transmission light symbol soaring into the distance, relying on the unseen aura to guide him.
Without the leadership of their supreme commander, the remnants of the alien coalition wouldn’t stir up much trouble.
It was time to bring this farce to a close!
Far away in a major region, a bright full moon hung in the sky, showering countless streams of ethereal moonlight.
“Ah!”
Screams erupted one after another.
Many alien cultivators hiding out got pierced through by beams of moonlight, collapsing in pools of despair-filled blood, lifeless.
Faced with the overwhelming might of an Immortal Emperor, they had no chance to resist.
“Hmph, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, you can’t escape death!”
In the sky, Li Ruotong’s hair flowed wildly, her delicate, pale face full of cold, penetrating intensity.
Swish!
A transmission light symbol shot through the sky.
Li Ruotong’s instincts kicked in, and she quickly reached out to grab it, carefully inspecting its contents.
In no time, her indifferent expression melted like frost, a brilliant smile blooming on her lips.
For a moment, everything around seemed to dim in comparison.
The cultivators nearby were left spellbound.
At the same time, everyone was curious about what could make this usually frosty Celestial Moon Sovereign break into a smile.
“Just as I thought, he didn’t go back on his word.”
The silver-haired figure flashed in her mind, and Li Ruotong instinctively bit her lip, her heart inexplicably racing.
The message, merely a few words, was penned quickly, but Li Ruotong could already imagine how perilous the whole process was.
After all, to mobilize those formidable Immortal-level subordinates, that alien princess, serving as the supreme commander, must have terrifying means.
Yet even so, they were no match for that man, and in the end, had to flee in disgrace.
As those thoughts swirled, Li Ruotong felt her admiration for Ye Junlin heighten once more.
He was truly an invincible being!
“Everyone, just now, Ye Tian Emperor transmitted me the latest news—the supreme commander of the otherworldly demons has been repelled! We only need to mop up the remaining remnants, and we can declare our victory in this battle!”
Li Ruotong summoned her Immortal power, her cold voice echoing throughout the area, resounding across the heavens.
Upon hearing this,
the cultivators erupted with excitement.
They were bubbling with joy, their faces turning as red as if drunk, eyes sparkling brightly as they repeatedly chanted Ye Tian Emperor’s name.
It was as if those three words brought an endless source of faith and strength!
Soon after,
this grand piece of good news quickly spread through various means, sweeping over the entire North Cold Immortal Domain like a storm.
Every cultivator who learned the news felt invigorated.
“No, this can’t be! How could the princess be beaten by that native? This must be fake news!”
Meanwhile, the remaining alien troops were in disbelief, as if struck by lightning.
They simply couldn’t come to terms with it!
In the minds of all the alien coalition cultivators, Rosa, being the princess of a supreme race and an unparalleled prodigy in spell formations,
how could she possibly be defeated by a native on this backward planet?
It was utterly absurd!
But the facts were undeniable. As the battle dragged on, they were being pushed back with each passing moment, their numbers dwindling rapidly.
Before long, these scattered remnants grasped that the news was indeed true— the Asura Clan princess they regarded as a deity had truly been defeated by a local native!
They felt a mix of shock and deep despair, their fighting spirit extinguished.
“We’ve lost, we’ve really lost…” Within the encircled human cultivators, a Yaksha Clan leader’s faith crumbled, his trident clattering to the ground as he muttered in dismay.
Ultimately, as various spells came raining down, his entire figure was engulfed in a kaleidoscope of lights.
Such scenes were happening all around!