Chapter 721 - 381: Yiren, Sister, It’s Time to Wake Up from the Dream
Chapter 721: Chapter 381: Yiren, Sister, It’s Time to Wake Up from the Dream
Western Emperor Palace.
Phoenix Palace.
"Who are you people?"
The two palace maids looked at the group of unfamiliar eunuchs that suddenly appeared and asked curiously.
Among the eunuchs, there were also two people dressed in black robes, one of whom was enveloped in black mist, looking extremely eerie.
The leader was a head eunuch close to Emperor Wu Zheng, who stepped forward and smiled:
"Ladies, this is the person the Empress requested from the Emperor, whom the Emperor has found for her."
The two palace maids glanced at each other: "Why have we never heard of the Empress asking for such a person."
At this time, Lin Yuan was at the Celestial Tao Fighting Arena, and they couldn’t immediately seek her advice, but they resolutely blocked the entrance to the Phoenix Palace.
"We’ll report it once the Empress returns. If this matter is true, she will summon you again."
"Ladies."
At this moment, a person in a black robe suddenly stepped forward and said to the two palace maids:
"We have an urgent matter that cannot be delayed, please let us through."
The two palace maids’ expressions turned cold: "How dare you! This is the bedchamber of the Empress, how can you intrude without permission? Whatever matter you have, wait until the Immortal Ascension Ceremony concludes and the Empress returns!"
"Hehe, this matter cannot be delayed, because..."
The person took off the black robe, revealing a ferocious dragon head: "We are here on His Majesty’s orders, to send the Empress to bliss early!"
...
Celestial Tao Fighting Arena.
"Empress, Yiren has actually met this Lan Yin, what do you think Yiren will do?"
On the platform, Wu Zheng smiled as he asked Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked gently at Wu Yiren on the Battle Platform below, her voice kindly:
"With Yiren’s disposition, she would probably let Lan Yin win, but not too easily, definitely making Lan Yin use some real skills."
Wu Zheng reached out, holding Lin Yuan’s hand: "Empress, if Yiren truly has feelings for this person, shall we fulfill her wish after the Immortal Ascension Ceremony?"
Lin Yuan looked at Wu Zheng, slightly surprised: "Isn’t Your Majesty always insistent on family lineage? Why so lenient today?"
Wu Zheng smiled: "Because Yiren is our child, how could parents be harsh on their own daughter, don’t you agree, Empress?"
Lin Yuan looked at Wu Zheng, seeing his sincere expression, and smiled:
"Then I thank His Majesty on Yiren’s behalf."
"There’s no need for such formality between a couple like us."
Wu Zheng also smiled, and only then did they both turn their heads to look below.
At this moment, Wu Zheng’s smile turned cold, and Lin Yuan’s gentle expression also became mocking.
On the high platform, the Emperor and Empress were putting on an act, but on the Battle Platform below, the emotions were genuine.
Wu Yiren steadily looked at Mo Xiaolan, her eyes full of deep feeling:
"Lan Yin, brother, we finally meet here. I’ve imagined many times what I would do if I encountered you on the Battle Platform."
"Now that we’re really meeting, there is only joy in my heart. Lan Yin, brother, do you remember how we practiced on Zhenyang Mountain?"
"At that time, you always let me win, sometimes I would accidentally hurt you, and I always felt bad about it."
"Lan Yin, brother, today let’s do it as we did on Zhenyang Mountain, but this time don’t hold back, I want everyone to see how great you are, that you deserve me!"
While speaking, Wu Yiren already drew out the Golden Dragon Sword, but the tenderness on her face only deepened.
"What the hell! There’s not an ounce of combat atmosphere!"
"Is this senior and junior exchanging flirtatious moves?"
"We’re here to watch a battle of the strong, not to eat this lovey-dovey show!"
"Damn it, refund!"
"You fools, who has ever seen a princess taking the initiative? Isn’t this more exciting than life-and-death struggles?"
The gallery was in an uproar, countless envious and jealous eyes focused on Lan Yin.
Lan Yin looked at Wu Yiren, and sighed softly: "Alright, Yiren, let’s practice as we did on Zhenyang Mountain, one last time."
"Alright, Lan Yin, brother, here I come!"
Wu Yiren smiled sweetly, swung the Golden Dragon Sword, and a massive Golden Dragon flew out, roaring and charging at Lan Yin.
Lan Yin raised a hand, and in the air appeared layers of floating Sword Qi, like flowers, layer upon layer, the Golden Dragon was entangled by the blossoms, unable to move.
"What kind of cultivation technique is this?!"
"This guy can actually fend off the Golden Dragon Technique, he does have some abilities despite his soft appearance!"
"Hey, hey, the princess’s smile is so beautiful!"
On the Battle Platform, Wu Yiren in her tight fighting attire was valiant and spirited, but her eyes were full of endless tenderness as she said sweetly:
"Lan Yin, brother, be careful, the Golden Dragon Technique’s second move is coming!"
Lan Yin said aloud: "Junior Sister Wu, be careful, the Supreme Orchid Heart Sword’s second move is coming!"
Both called out the techniques they were using, the golden light on the Golden Dragon shone brightly, breaking free from the overwhelming floral Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi formed a giant orchid, once again blocking the Golden Dragon.
"Lan Yin, brother, the Golden Dragon Technique’s third move!"
The Golden Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a golden ray.
"Junior Sister Wu, the Supreme Orchid Heart Sword’s third move!"
The giant orchid in the sky swayed, countless petals flying out, forming a giant floral pillar, meeting the dragon breath head-on.
"Lan Yin, brother, the Golden Dragon Technique’s fourth move!"
"Junior Sister Wu, the Supreme Orchid Heart Sword’s fourth move!"
On the Battle Platform, the Golden Dragon and orchid entwined in combat, Wu Yiren and Lan Yin calling out their cultivation techniques.
Both sides kept colliding, yet there was no anger, only the tacit understanding and tenderness between senior and junior.
"I’m in shock."
"Can magical combat be done like this?"
"How is this magical combat? It’s just flirting!"
"Damn it, I can’t take it anymore!"
"Hey, this Lan Yin’s cultivation technique seems more and more familiar, orchid, orchid... could it be..."
At this time, both sides had used up to the ninth move.
"Lan Yin, brother, here comes the final move! Golden Dragon Technique’s ninth move!"
Wu Yiren smiled sweetly, the Golden Dragon let out a long howl, transforming into a giant golden sword, slowly thrusting toward Lan Yin.
In past practices, Lan Yin always lost to this move.
Lan Yin looked at Wu Yiren, whose smile was sweet, and sighed:
"I’m sorry, Yiren."
Suddenly, under the stunned gazes of countless people, radiant light burst from Lan Yin’s body, his figure and appearance rapidly changed.
The dashing man turned into a beautiful valiant woman.
"What-what is going on?!"
"Oh my god, the soft guy is actually a woman?!"
"This woman looks so familiar?"
"Damn, isn’t this the Orchid Fairy on the Beauty Ranking? I’ve seen her portrait!"
"Orchid Fairy Mo Xiaolan?! No wonder her technique is the Orchid!"
"Lan Yin is actually Mo Xiaolan?!"
"Then what about the princess?"
Amidst the exclamations, Mo Xiaolan looked at the suddenly pallor-faced Wu Yiren.
"Yiren, I’m sorry, there is no Lan Yin in this world, I am Mo Xiaolan."
"Orchid Technique, first move."
With those words, Mo Xiaolan’s body transformed into countless petals, encircling and consuming the giant golden sword.
The giant golden sword slowly turned into a strand of Spiritual Energy, eventually disappearing.
Countless pink petals flew around Wu Yiren, surrounding her.
Amidst a rain of blossoms, Wu Yiren’s tears fell like rain.
"Yiren, the dream must end."