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Princess Palace.
"I have seen Young Master Wang." The palace maid hurriedly bowed as she saw Wang Yi approaching.
"Is the princess here?" Wang Yi asked with an expressionless face.
"I don't know what happened, but the princess just returned to the palace looking very sad and even crying," the palace maid said, glancing at Wang Yi with confusion, then spoke respectfully.
The composed Wang Yi felt a chill run down his spine at the maid's glance.
"Red, who is outside?" A clear female voice suddenly rang out from within the palace.
"Reporting to the princess, it is Young Master Wang," the palace maid quickly replied respectfully.
"Brother Wang." A surprised exclamation came from inside the palace, followed by a tone of sorrow. Then a cold voice continued, "Lord Wang, Ling Ou has caught a chill and is not suitable for meeting. If Young Master Wang has any matters, please discuss them outside."
"Young Master Wang, the master is unwell; please return," the palace maid said.
"Step aside." Wang Yi sighed and said coldly.
"Creak!"
Before the palace maid could say anything, Wang Yi pushed open the red-painted door. Just as the maid was about to step forward to stop him, she suddenly felt a flash of light before her eyes, and he disappeared without a trace.
Wang Yi entered the palace, and the door closed on its own.
There, on an exquisitely luxurious bed, was a woman in a cloud-like garment, burying her head in tears. Her long hair fell messily behind her jade-like back, emanating a certain beauty.
"Sigh." Seeing this, Wang Yi let out a soft sigh.
“Brother Wang.”
As the sigh fell, Zhao Ling's delicate body trembled slightly. She looked up and saw Wang Yi approaching. She quickly wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, restoring a cold expression to her face, and said, “Lord Wang, this is Princess's Quarters. What brings you here?” Deep within her reddened eyes, a hint of sorrow flashed.
Although this hint of sorrow was fleeting, Wang Yi noticed it clearly. He stepped forward, wiped away the tears from the beautiful woman's eyes, and softly said, “I'm sorry, I just don't want to put you in danger.”
“Why? Brother Wang, I don't care about anything as long as I can be with you. I am willing to give up everything.”
Zhao Ling looked again at his handsome face, inhaling the familiar scent. Her eyes instantly became dreamy, and the coldness on her jade-like face crumbled in an instant, transforming into boundless affection. She tightly embraced Wang Yi, resting her head against his chest and repeatedly said, “Brother Wang, I like you. Ever since you saved me, I've liked you.” After saying this, she appeared shy and peacefully leaned against Wang Yi, feeling warm and comfortable in his presence.
Wang Yi sighed and then told Zhao Ling about the matters concerning the demon clan.
“Is that really true? I thought Brother Wang didn't like me.” Zhao Ling's beautiful eyes brightened as she tilted her head and asked with joy.
“Mm.” Wang Yi nodded.
“I don't care; I believe that Brother Wang will be fine.” Zhao Ling blinked her beautiful eyes seriously.
After speaking, Zhao Ling's smooth Jade Cheek flushed with shyness, resembling a red cloud that seemed ready to drip with water. Her lotus-like arms tightly embraced Wang Yi, revealing a face full of love.
“Hmm…”
Wang Yi slowly held Zhao Ling, feeling her graceful figure and enchanting curves. Her slender waist felt delicate in his grasp; beneath her long eyelashes, her clear eyes sparkled like rippling water. Her lips were red and tempting, while her Jade Cheek glowed with purity under the shimmering crystal chandelier, making her look extraordinarily beautiful.
Seeing this made Wang Yi feel dry-mouthed as he leaned in to kiss her.
Zhao Ling's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Wang Yi. Soon after, a shy expression filled her eyes as she slowly closed them. This bashful demeanor of surrender made it impossible for Wang Yi to hold back any longer. He tightly embraced the Jade Beauty, kissing her passionately—her forehead, beautiful eyes, earlobes, cheeks—there was no part of her that he did not kiss.
Inside the room, a tune of Wushan Love Song began to play.
The two of them were completely immersed in this love song, and Wang Yi felt as if his soul had entered a dreamlike world, where there was also a soul and body that attracted each other, embracing together.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but when Wang Yi woke up again, he was shocked to discover that a strand of mysterious power had emerged from his Dantian realm.
He was very familiar with this power; it was Nirvana Power, which meant he had reached the Half-Step Nirvana Realm.
"What is going on?" Wang Yi asked in confusion.
"Child, this girl possesses the Ice Phoenix Physique, which attracts your Fire Spirit Body, resulting in a dual cultivation effect. Naturally, you have broken through to the Half-Step Nirvana Realm," Fire Spirit said with a smile.
"So that's how it is," Wang Yi nodded. He looked down at the sleeping Jade Beauty in his arms and kissed her forehead gently. He held her tightly and silently vowed to protect the woman he loved no matter what.
Jade Beauty opened her long eyelashes, revealing a pair of sapphire-like beautiful eyes. Resting her head on Wang Yi's chest, she radiated a glow of happiness, her face filled with affection as she embraced Wang Yi and softly said, "Brother Wang, I..."
Hearing this, Wang Yi was momentarily stunned before he kissed Jade Beauty again...
It was unclear how many times had passed before the sounds of intimacy in the room gradually ceased.
The next morning, Wang Yi and Zhao Ling woke up early.
"Brother Wang, where is my father?" Zhao Ling asked as she brushed her somewhat disheveled hair. Remembering the shameless scene from last night made her cheeks flush red.
"Don't worry, I'll go see your father," Wang Yi said firmly while holding her delicate hand tightly and looking into her beautiful eyes.
"Okay," Zhao Ling nodded obediently.
Then, Wang Yi and Zhao Ling went to the Imperial Study.
"Daughter..." Zhao Kuangyin glanced at his daughter. Seeing her shy demeanor and noticing that Wang Yi was holding his daughter's hands tightly, he couldn't help but understand what had happened.
"Zhao Huang, I am deeply in love with Ling, and I hope you will bless us." Wang Yi said with a bow.
"Father, please forgive your daughter for being unfilial." Zhao Ling slightly bent her body, her face flushed.
"Seeing that you have now returned to the fold brings me peace." Zhao Kuangyin then looked at Wang Yi and said, "I hope Lord Wang will treat Ling'er well."
"Zhao Huang, rest assured, Wang Yi will never harm Ling'er," Wang Yi replied earnestly.
"Good, that's good," Zhao Kuangyin nodded.
A month later, Zhao Kuangyin held a wedding for Wang Yi and Zhao Ling. After all, a princess of a nation should not have a shabby wedding.
In the second month, after meeting with both Zhao Ruixue and Zhao Ling, Wang Yi announced his retreat. Knowing that Wang Yi was about to break through to Gaze of the Abyss, Zhao Kuangyin immediately arranged a secret chamber for him.
Inside the secret chamber, the lighting was soft.
Wang Yi sat cross-legged on a piece of jade stone, regulating his breath and took out the Nedan bestowed by Emperor Diao Luo. This was no ordinary Nedan, but one from a Divine Path Realm Expert, far more powerful than any Nedan from the Void-Viewing Three Realms. It contained the strength and insights of Emperor Diao Luo's entire life.
"Wave."
Without any hesitation, Wang Yi swallowed the Nedan, immediately feeling an extraordinarily refined power surge within him.
"Refine!"
With a soft exhale of a word, Wang Yi slowly closed his eyes and began the process of Refined Nirvana. He had already consumed one Nedan, which should allow him to break through to Gaze of the Abyss, but it would take more time. After all, that was a Nedan from a Glimpse of the Nirvana Realm Expert, not from a Divine Path Realm Expert.
The gap between the two is incomparable; even among thousands of Glimpse of the Nirvana Realm Experts, there would not be one Divine Path Realm Expert. That is the difference.
Wang Yi entered a long period of seclusion. Both Zhao Ling and Zhao Ruixue were extremely worried and came to check on him every few days, hoping to see his figure.
Unknowingly, three months had passed.
Suddenly, ten Black Feather Eagles appeared in the sky above the Zhao Kingdom's palace. Each Black Feather Eagle spread its wings, measuring nearly thirty feet in size, with feathers that were jet black and shiny, resembling iron plates. Their enormous claws glimmered like large iron hooks, gathering together in a dark mass that resembled a cloud of shadows.
On each Black Feather Eagle sat five people, with the leader being a middle-aged man dressed in blood-red clothing. He was tall, nearly two meters in height, with dark eyebrows and exceptionally bright eyes. An unmatched aura emanated from him, thick and powerful, making it clear at first glance that he was a formidable warrior.
"May I ask which esteemed friend has come to my Zhao Kingdom? Please descend for a meeting," Zhao Kuangyin said.
Thousands of guards held long spears, standing in formation to protect the area in front of the main hall. Zhao Kuangyin, Lian Bi, Brother A, Zhao Ruixue, and Zhao Ling all sensed the howling of the Black Feather Eagles in the sky and stepped out one after another.
"Descend," the Blood-Clothed Man commanded with a wave of his hand, causing the ten Black Feather Eagles to land on the ground, stirring up gusts of wind.
"I am Zhao Kuangyin, Emperor of the Zhao Kingdom. May I ask your esteemed name?" Zhao Kuangyin looked at the Blood-Clothed Man, his pupils narrowing slightly. This person was extremely powerful; his gaze flickered as he stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
Lian Bi and the others felt the mysterious power radiating from the Blood-Clothed Man and understood that he was a true powerhouse. None present could match him in strength, which made them all anxious. Seeing Zhao Kuangyin step forward, they followed closely behind.
"I am Li Dian of the Royal Black Feather Army," the Blood-Clothed Man said coldly as he scanned Zhao Kuangyin and his companions. "I have come at the behest of my family head to welcome Young Master Wang Yi back to our clan. Is Young Master Wang Yi present?"
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