Xiao Fan thought, feeling a little depr essed.
Shen Luowan wasn't dead... Jiang Ye appeared in the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty early, claiming it was for a Demonic Path member named Shen Lian... The development of all these events was completely different from what he remembered.
The trajectory of many events had gone awry.
But one thing he could be sure of.
The Lingyao Immortal Realm was still the key for him to turn the tables!
"No, I have to find a way to enter the Lingyao Immortal Realm early!"
"In my previous life, it seemed someone entered the Lingyao Immortal Realm early through a certain crack outside the city, but where exactly was it?"
Xiao Fan frowned in thought, feeling a bit irritable.
Even the Immortal Dynasty's capital itself was incredibly vast, let alone trying to find a spatial rift hidden somewhere on its outskirts?
"Perhaps I can inquire at the Youwu Market; the news there is well-informed, and there might be unexpected clues."
"Also..."
"In half a year, I must at least reach the God-King Realm to have a chance at those great Opportunities."
... The next morning.
The sky was faintly bright, and the morning glow sprinkled on the eaves of Tianxia Tower, where the Flying Glow Spirit Wood refracted specks of divine radiance, shimmering like red jade.
It was tranquil and solemn, like an immortal's abode.
Suddenly, a slight fluctuation came from outside the tower, startling the birds in the distant forest.
The guards at the door immediately straightened their faces, bowed, and reported, "Your Highness, Seventh Princess Shen Baiyun requests an audience and is currently waiting downstairs."
Inside the room, Jiang Ye leaned against the couch, slowly opening his eyes, a hint of lazy playfulness flashing in them before he let out a faint chuckle.
"She came quite quickly."
He had already received news about Shen Luowan.
A few alien servants in the Youwu Market had indeed seen traces of Shen Lian, but they were now secretly detained by Shen Baiyun.
Shen Lian had indeed appeared in the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty but had been missing for a month.
Jiang Ye's lips curved slightly, and he was already certain in his heart.
Shen Baiyun definitely knew a thing or two about Shen Lian's whereabouts.
"Let her in."
Not long after.
Inside the main hall of the tower, incense smoke curled.
A gentle breeze swept through, accompanied by a faint, ethereal fragrance, as a graceful figure stepped inside.
Shen Baiyun wore a white flowing gauze palace dress, her sleeves fluttering, her skin as white as snow, her eyes as clear and light as the moon in early spring, her temperament gentle with a hint of immortal calmness.
She walked in lightly, her gaze sweeping across the hall until she saw the figure seated in the main seat.
Jiang Ye leaned casually against the back of the chair, holding a teacup, with an innate handsomeness and laziness in his brows.
His appearance was exceptionally outstanding, his features clear and defined, yet without appearing sharp.
Shen Baiyun's steps paused slightly, her gaze unconsciously falling on Jiang Ye, and a subtle ripple seemed to stir in her heart.
"Brother Jiang Ye."
"You don't know, last night's banquet was so lively, it's a pity you didn't come, it made me feel like something was missing all night, I missed you so much."
She spoke lightly, but with a hint of ambiguity.
Jiang Ye's face darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
What great tea art!
Hong Yan's expression instantly cooled a few degrees; she took a step forward, her tone sinking, "Shen Baiyun, please watch your words. Divine Son Jiang doesn't have a 'younger sister' like you."
Shen Baiyun, however, seemed not to hear the warning, her smile still brilliant as she walked to a side seat and sat down, her movements graceful and composed, her demeanor dignified.
She looked at Hong Yan, her tone carrying a hint of inexplicable softness, "I'm quite envious of you, being able to stay by Brother Jiang Ye's side every day, unlike me, who has to find an excuse just to see him."
Hong Yan immediately clenched her fists, her face somewhat unsightly, a surge of anger building in her heart.
If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, she truly wanted to step forward and teach this 'green tea' a lesson.
Qing Xuan stood beside Jiang Ye, also frowning slightly.
Having followed Jiang Ye for years, what kind of women hadn't they seen?
But this Seventh Princess was the first to make them feel the urge to "tear her apart."
Seeing this, Jiang Ye no longer wanted to waste time playing games with her; his expression slightly darkened, and his tone immediately grew cold, "Seventh Princess, this Shen Lian is my mortal enemy."
His gaze was calm, yet it carried an undeniable chill, "Please tell me everything you know."
After a pause, his voice became low and powerful, with a hint of pressure, "If you still wish to remain a Princess of your Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty."
As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense.
Hong Yan and Qing Xuan understood perfectly, almost simultaneously releasing their Aura, the pressure spreading out like a tide.
They slowly stepped forward, standing before Shen Baiyun, their Aura imposing, a cold, ill-intentioned smile on their lips.
"We've seen plenty of schemers."
Hong Yan's eyes were slightly cold, "But someone as shameless as you, this is truly the first time."
Qing Xuan gently raised her chin, "Seventh Princess, you'd best understand that today is not for you to perform a solo act."
Shen Baiyun was slightly startled, looking at the two women before her, who were both extraordinary in temperament but clearly full of hostility; the smile on her face subtly faded, but her fingertips quietly tightened on her sleeves.
Her expression became a little more reserved as she softly said, "Brother Jiang Ye... are you suspecting me of colluding with Demonic Path scoundrels?"
Her voice was still gentle, only this time, there was a hint of subtle grievance in her tone.
Jiang Ye, however, wasn't swayed by this tactic.
He slowly looked up at the sky, a faint smile on his lips, and said, "If Seventh Princess doesn't want to suffer some physical pain, it's best to tell the truth."
As his words fell, his palm moved, and the baseball bat, which had not made an appearance for a long time, suddenly appeared in his hand.
Spiritual power surged slightly, a silver light flashed, and the bat flew directly towards Hong Yan.
Hong Yan took the bat, smiling as she mimicked Jiang Ye's motion of swinging it, but her eyes held a hint of coldness; she licked her lips and sneered, "Shen Baiyun, it was this very bat that beat Shen Lian until his skin was torn and he cried for his parents. Do you want to try it too?"
Shen Baiyun was, after all, young; her cultivation was only at the Dao Severing Realm, how could she resist the two women who were already in the God-King Realm?
She looked at the thick bat.
"Could they really dare to hit This Princess?"
Her eyes were pitiful, shimmering with tears, like an innocent little beast that had been bullied, but inwardly, she felt no panic at all.
So, she straightened her back, looked up at Jiang Ye with tear-filled eyes, and whimpered softly, "W-w-w... Brother Jiang Ye... do you really not believe me?"
In that instant, a misty grievance did indeed well up in her eyes, like a wronged little girl, but in the slight tremble of her eyelids, a hint of an unexplainable wavering in a young girl's heart was clearly revealed.
Jiang Ye was silent for a moment, then let out a soft sigh.
He took a step closer, his figure tall, carrying an irresistible imposing Aura.
He raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on Shen Baiyun's fair, snow-like face, gently caressing it.
The action carried no frivolity, yet it held a hint of excessive casualness and intimacy.
Shen Baiyun froze for a moment, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her cheeks flushed, and a never-before-felt emotion quietly rose from her heart.
It was like some kind of flutter, she didn't know if it was shyness or panic.
Jiang Ye, however, just smiled meaningfully, and said in a gentle tone, "Ah, Seventh Princess, This Divine Son also can't bear to lay a hand on you, but this matter is of great importance, so I can only make you suffer a little."
"Don't worry, it won't hurt in a few days."
With that, he calmly took a step back.
Hong Yan narrowed her eyes and smiled, then suddenly swung the bat, spiritual power condensing on it, emitting a resonant "Buzz" sound.
She stepped forward and fiercely swung the bat down.
