Chapter 102

Chapter 102

She thought Brother Chen wanted that again this morning. Unexpectedly, after hugging him, a pure soul power surged into her body.

“Rou’er, don’t be distracted, calm down and refine it!”

“Okay!” Zhao Shirou kept her jade arms around Yang Chen’s neck, then calmed her mind and began refining the pure soul power.

An hour later.

Zhao Shirou opened her beautiful eyes. Her gaze was full of surprise.

After reaching the Nascent Soul realm, one begins to cultivate the Nascent Soul, which is the soul power.

The pure soul power she refined just now significantly enhanced her soul. This half an hour equaled three to five years of usual hard cultivation. It was amazing.

“Brother Chen, you gave me this soul power, won’t you absorb less?” Zhao Shirou asked at this moment.

Yang Chen gently caressed her charming face.

“Do you need to be so polite with me? Don’t say such things in the future! Let me spank you so that you don’t forget!”

Smack!

“Ah!” Zhao Shirou rubbed the hit spot, pretending to be in pain.

But her beautiful eyes were full of emotion. She hugged Yang Chen’s neck even tighter.

Her red lips pressed against his ear, her voice full of endless affection: “Brother Chen, you’re so good! Meeting you was the luckiest thing that happened to me in my life!”

Just then.

An urgent voice sounded outside the palace: “Empress Dowager, something bad happened! His Majesty is in trouble!”

Zhao Shirou immediately let go of Yang Chen.

“Hao’er always has so many issues! He really doesn’t let be at ease!”

Her tone was full of annoyance.

Yang Chen secretly laughed.

He gently stroked her smooth back.

“Alright Rou’er, let’s go see what happened to Hao’er!”

“Okay, whatever you say, Brother Chen!”

The two walked out of the palace.

Zhao Shirou’s maid hurriedly said: “Empress Dowager, His Majesty was killed!”

“What!?” Zhao Shirou was stunned, her face losing color.

In the dungeon.

Li Hao’s limbs were scattered on the ground, and from the wounds, it was clear they were torn off alive.

His face was bloody, full of ferocity.

His eyes were wide open, dying with a grievance.

“Hao’er!” Seeing Li Hao’s tragic state, Zhao Shirou choked up. Even though Li Hao poisoned her, making her very disappointed in him. But, after all, they had decades of mother-son relationship. Seeing his miserable appearance, Zhao Shirou was heartbroken.

“Who did this? Who dared to do this to Hao’er in the imperial city? Don’t they know he is the stepson of the Holy Son?” Yang Chen asked angrily.

The Golden Core realm guard responsible for the dungeon quickly knelt.

“Holy Son, Holy Son! It, it was the Second Prince, Li Junfeng!”

“Li Junfeng?”

“Last night, His Majesty came to the dungeon, told me to leave, and ordered not to enter no matter what sound we hear! I didn’t dare slack off, so I stayed outside the dungeon for a while, but then I heard the sound of orioles chirping*! Last night, His Majesty engaged in relations with several of Li Junfeng’s concubines and his mother! I was afraid to continue listening, fearing His Majesty would punish me if he knew, so I left the dungeon! Who knew, Li Junfeng was so furious that he broke through the seal and regained his power!”

[*basically sounds made during sexual intercourse]

“So, so this is what happened!”

“Please spare me, Holy Son and Empress Dowager!”

“What?” Yang Chen feigned shock, while Zhao Shirou gritted her teeth, her tone full of disappointment and anger:

“Hao’er, you bastard! How could you do something so beastly! Brother Chen, how did I raise such a son?”

She said, her voice choking with sobs.

“Sigh, Rou’er, it’s not your fault!” Yang Chen held her in his arms, comforting her: “Hao’er was young and impulsive, seeking excitement, which is understandable, but he overstepped his bounds! Sigh, we were too focused on naming Tian’er last night and neglected Hao’er! If we had checked on Hao’er last night, this tragedy wouldn’t have happened!”

Yang Chen’s face was full of sorrow, his tone self-reproaching.

Zhao Shirou’s eyes showed some tenderness as she comforted him: “Brother Chen, don’t blame yourself so much! Hao’er ended up like this because of his own actions! Such perverse behavior is outrageous, no wonder Li Junfeng could break through the seal in his fury!”

“Rou’er!” Yang Chen held Zhao Shirou tighter.

Looking at Li Hao’s dead, unseeing eyes on the ground.

He gently stroked her swollen belly.

Softly, he said: “Rou’er, don’t be too sad! Although Hao’er is gone, we still have Tian’er!”

“Yes, Brother Chen, you’re right, we still have Tian’er!”

With Li Hao dead. Yang Chen instructed Xu Hui to choose a new monarch from the collateral branches of the Li family. The collateral branch members were also royalty, so their succession was legitimate. Moreover, being from a collateral branch with no strong foundation, they would rely heavily on the Xuantian Sect to maintain their position. This way, the Xuantian Sect could better control the Liyang Kingdom.

Though the Liyang Kingdom wasn’t strong.

It was a large secular state with thousands of miles of territory and billions of people.

Every year, some talented individuals were born.

These cultivation geniuses were the fresh blood for the Xuantian Sect.

After staying in the State Preceptor’s Mansion for another half month.

During this time, Yang Chen relied on the Nine-Colored Poria in his soul palace to enhance his soul power to the level of the Eighth stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Outside the small courtyard, Leng Yuyan and Zhao Shirou were pruning flowers and plants together. These two women got along harmoniously, with no conflicts at all.

Since they met, they had called each other sisters.

In the evening.

Leng Yuyan’s face was flushed. Her forehead covered in fine sweat. Breathing deeply, her delicate fingers traced circles on Yang Chen’s chest.

“Yuyan, what’s been wrong with you this half month? You seem a bit unusual!” Yang Chen teased, stroking her hair.

Leng Yuyan knew what he meant.

Her heart was shy, but she still softly said: “I also want a child!”

“Oh?” Yang Chen laughed.

He glanced towards Zhao Shirou’s room.

It seemed that Rou’er’s pregnancy had inspired her.

Tsk tsk.

Women, they really know how to act. During the day, they were as close as sisters. Now, they started competing.

At this moment, a light sword pierced through the void, directly into the room.

The sword energy surged, but stopped steadily in front of Yang Chen.

“Brother Chen, be careful!” Leng Yuyan warned, alert.

Her cultivation was at the Second stage of the Nascent Soul realm. She could clearly feel the terrifying sword intent within the small light sword. The sword intent alone seemed capable of cutting through everything.

“Don’t worry, Rou’er, this is my master’s unique communication light sword, she must have something to discuss!”

“Master?” Leng Yuyan’s face reddened.

She quickly wrapped herself in a quilt.

Brother Chen’s master was naturally her master too. But the master sent a communication light sword while she was with Brother Chen.

Oh, so embarrassing.

Yang Chen didn’t notice her expression, looking at the light sword with a slight smile. It seemed his master had come out of her seclusion. She had said before that she wouldn’t come out unless she broke through. So now, had she reached the Void Refinement realm?

In the Northern Spiritual Realm, a Soul Transformation realm cultivator was considered a great power. In recent millennia, no Void Refinement realm cultivator had emerged. If his master broke through to the Void Refinement realm. His status as the Holy Son of Xuantian Sect would become even more valuable. However, he no longer needed to rely on the Holy Son’s status.

After all, he already had the power to defeat Soul Transformation realm cultivators! Yang Chen took the light sword and infused it with a burst of true energy.

Suddenly, a clear and somewhat angry voice echoed in his mind: “Yang Chen, you ungrateful disciple, how long was I in seclusion, and you already got married and had children, three of them! Get back here right now!”

Listening to the voice in his mind, Yang Chen could almost picture his master’s furious expression.

In the original story, his beautiful master’s identity was not simple at all.