Chapter 319: Chapter 289: Myriad Heavens and Worlds, The Supreme of This World
What made Dan Yu slightly angry and incredulous was that she had lost a small portion of the authority granted to her by the Mother Goddesses. This caused the power she projected in Yu Yuan to collapse, as fragile as if made of paper, shattered with a single blow. The opponent’s mere willpower could forcibly seize the authority of the Evil Gods. This was far beyond Dan Yu’s expectations and completely disrupted her plans.
One can only say that he is indeed the successor acknowledged by the Ancient Sun Gods, a divine descendant with the bloodline of the Ancient King.
"Fortunately, I also discovered that the opponent carries a Secret Realm, hiding a major secret," Dan Yu thought. "The combination of the Divine Eye and the Tree of Desire, the unique Nether Secret Realm of the Nether River, and guarded by that nine-headed witch’s Divine Abomination..."
Her golden eyes flickered with a hint of surprise before reverting to a lazy demeanor.
She was a proud woman, a queen of her own race. As a high-ranking member of the Joyful Realm and the new queen of the Lamia tribe, how could she possibly serve others with her beauty?
Everything was nothing but the lustful musings of that young king. I hadn’t thought that this young Sun God would have such particular tastes.
At this moment, several powerful Snake-woman maids entered and greeted respectfully, "Queen, the Saint requests an audience."
As soon as the words fell, Dan Yu immediately dismissed the thought of scheming against Chu Yi, a bizarre light flashing in her golden eyes.
"Very well."
The bedcovers shifted, revealing what looked like a jade-green ribbon, shimmering like cyan moonlight with a liquid luster. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be scales of a blue-golden hue, translucent and bright. They exuded an inexplicable, seductive wildness that caused those of the opposite sex to flush hotly for no apparent reason. As the snake tail moved, skulls toppled from the large bed, making a tinkling sound like falling pearls and jade.
As the light twisted, the surrounding bedchamber instantly transformed. A massive throne of white bone appeared, sculpted from the skull of some giant beast and entwined with a twelve-armed statue of the White Snake Queen. It was inlaid with gold and jade, exuding a holy and noble aura. Gauze curtains were drawn around, revealing only a hazy, teasingly hidden yet exposed silhouette. Dan Yu, now in a dazzling red palace gown and crowned with gold, leaned on the throne. She toyed with a smooth skull in her hand, appearing all the more naturally seductive in the surrounding candlelight.
The Snake-woman maids stopped outside the gauze curtains, flanking either side in service to the Snake Race queen. A soft, alluring voice then said, "Let them in."
「A moment later.」
The dim corridor seemed like a void. Strange lanterns occasionally illuminated beautiful Snake Women lurking in the shadows. A group of figures entered from outside. They paused slightly at this eerie scene before proceeding unwaveringly towards the main hall at the other end of the corridor.
However, after only a few steps, it felt as if they had fallen into a quagmire. Their five senses were blocked, leaving them blind and unable to find their way. A cold aura, like a venomous snake brushing over their robes and licking their skin, bred terror. The Snake Women, openly displaying their hostility, cast venomous glances full of malice at the outsiders from the shadows. It was as if they had fallen into a nest watched by ten thousand snakes, which constantly released potent malice.
There were three arrivals. Two were cloaked individuals, and all three looked towards the young man in the lead. Wei Wuyang, dressed in a robe adorned with a four-clawed python, restrained his aura. His eyes were as sharp as daggers. Ignoring the Snake Women, he chuckled lightly and said, "You seem to be in good spirits, Apostle. However, with the current situation so favorable, does the Godmother have any further instructions?"
After a long moment, their view suddenly cleared, as if they had been instantly pulled before the throne. From behind the gauze curtains, a soft, alluring voice wafted over, "The Saint has been busy on the front lines these past few days, fending off the Enchanting Demon Royal Court’s attacks. You have worked hard."
"It is my honor to serve the Mother Goddesses," Wei Wuyang replied humbly. He was extremely respectful towards the Lamia Tribe’s Snake Queen, displaying an attitude of utmost loyalty, ready to offer everything to the Joyful Sect.
He stepped forward and reported on his recent work, "Most of this world has been corrupted. The seal on that door is loosening. As long as a ritual dance is held, it can be completely opened."
Dan Yu nodded, quite satisfied with the Saint’s arrangements.
Similar to the Enchanting Demon Royal Court, the Joyful Sect internally assesses its Saints. They are required to independently complete a sect-arranged trial task within a hundred years, without any external assistance. If they succeed, an ascension ceremony will be held to infuse them with Divine Power and grant them legendary attributes, officially promoting them to the position of Saint. Therefore, Wei Wuyang was currently only a prospective Saint. Even for a genius as outstanding as him, the sect had other candidates in reserve.
But who would have thought, Dan Yu mused, that the Joyful Saintess would infiltrate the sect, steal top-secret information, and then immediately defect, leading the Enchanting Demon Royal Court’s forces to attack.
"Of each generation of Enchanting Demon Queens, only one ultimately survives. The Fourth Princess has the weakest foundation; her only path is to fight for survival from the brink of death."
Dan Yu rather admired Nan Zhi. Even though the Joyful Sect had laid plans in this small world for decades, establishing deeply entrenched power, this Princess had disrupted their schemes multiple times.
Besieging the Imperial City, severing the dragon energy, turning consecrated gods against them, seizing royal bloodlines scattered among the populace, sealing Spells... In just ten days, she had accomplished a series of major feats.
And that Chu Yi, the one with the bloodline of the Ancient Gods, is even more formidable, Dan Yu mused.
Just then, Dan Yu’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. Her golden eyes swept over the two black-robed individuals behind Wei Wuyang, and an inexplicable sense of unease washed over her.
Their auras... I’ve never encountered them before. Could it be they are family retainers sent by the Wei Family?
...
「A small bamboo pavilion amidst drizzling spring rain.」
SWISH...
Chu Yi set down an immaculate Jade Foot. It was smooth and rosy, its five delicate, pearl-like toes curling as they swiftly retracted beneath the hem of his robe.
His eyes regained their clarity. A wisp of his consciousness, probing into the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, had detected the intrusion of a deity.
No, or rather, I’ve been noticed by the Desire Mother Goddess. Don’t tell me my alias as the King of Black Robes has been discovered? That last battle in the Moon Princess’s Royal City brought me considerable fame, but it also thoroughly offended the Joyful Sect.
Moreover, this time I cunningly tricked a Joyful Apostle. Only a portion of the refined materials made it back to the kitchen.
"It seems the Joyful Sect initially intended to recruit me, or perhaps feign recruitment, luring me into an Illusion Realm of desire. Ultimately, I would have been devoured by Yu Yuan, my flesh, Soul, and divine essence gradually collapsing, becoming nourishment for the extraterritorial nests."
His eyes flashed, illuminating with brilliant starlight as he used his true form to perceive the threads of causality and see through Dan Yu’s scheme.
Thinking of Dan Yu—her soft and enticing voice, six fair, lotus-like arms, ripe and bountiful curves, willow-thin waist, and impressive, coiling snake tail—Chu Yi found the image captivating. But all of that was a lie. What, then, was her true purpose? What was the real objective behind this disastrous heavy snow? What did the enemy truly intend? The Fourth Princess, Nan Zhi, she shared the same objective.
"What could it be?" Chu Yi wondered. One arm was around Ji Xuexin’s supermodel-like figure, the other resting on her smooth, beautiful leg, as he pondered seriously.
Ji Xuexin stared blankly at the handsome youth. Seeing him in deep contemplation, she wondered what he was thinking. Her jade-like cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked down in silence.