Excellent Creature

Excellent Creature . . . 

Qin Wentian couldn't help but exhale deeply, his heart still pounding from the dangerous encounter with the female immortal emperor. The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning—if she had decided to end his life, he might not have survived, despite his seven potent astral souls and the protective aura granted by the Undying Scripture. The vast gap in power could render even his undying resilience futile. The mere thought of his soul dissipating into nothingness filled him with dread, leaving him acutely aware of his vulnerability.

Beside him, Yang Yun'er turned her gaze towards Qin Wentian. Her beautiful eyes were now tinged with tears, a testament to the turbulent emotions coursing through her. She never expected to escape this dire situation.

Qin Wentian's voice gently resonated within her mind, transmitting his heartfelt message. "Yun'er, take care." Yang Yun'er nodded, her eyes welling up with tears as she recalled their unexpected encounter and the kindness Qin Wentian had shown her. Despite the brevity of their connection, he had done more for her than anyone ever had.

Resigned to his new fate, Qin Wentian stepped forward, falling into step with the bandits. In the distance, the imposing demonic lion returned, its menacing green eyes scanning the surroundings. Just a single glance from the beast sent shivers down Qin Wentian's spine. He dared not underestimate this supremely powerful demon emperor monster, one who was clearly attuned to soul force.

Raising his gaze, Qin Wentian witnessed the grim aftermath of the bandits' assault. The two immortal emperors under the Jialan Monarch had met their demise, and the guards lay scattered and lifeless. Among the surviving excavators, those who had put up resistance appeared grievously injured and traumatized.

Amidst their perilous situation, a cunning suggestion arose from one of the bandits, his gaze intentionally shifting towards Qin Wentian. His unspoken proposal hung heavy in the air: eliminate the excavators who had witnessed their faces and actions to erase any traces of their identities.

The female immortal emperor, her eyes never leaving Qin Wentian, contemplated the proposal. However, Qin Wentian offered a solution to address their concerns. "I'm skilled in illusions. I can alter my appearance."

Accepting his offer, the female immortal emperor gave a nonchalant reply. "Let's proceed." The bandits disrobed, revealing their true appearances beneath the armor.

As they continued their journey on the back of the colossal lion, Qin Wentian marveled at the formidable group surrounding him. These bandits had shattered his preconceptions entirely, and now he found himself among their ranks. It was a surreal twist of fate.

The lion raced through the sky, creating sonic booms that reverberated in their wake. The journey remained silent, with only the rushing winds as their companion. Soon, the bandits began to disembark one by one, leaving only the female immortal emperor, another immortal emperor, three peak-stage immortal kings, and Qin Wentian.

"We're almost there," the immortal emperor informed the meditating female immortal emperor.

"Mhm," she responded serenely. With practiced grace, the group removed their armor, revealing their true identities.

Qin Wentian's gaze met that of the female immortal emperor, and her enchanting smile left him momentarily mesmerized. Her beauty was unparalleled, her eyes resembling phoenixes, her brows as delicate as willow leaves. Every feature was exquisite, and her skin seemed as soft as a petal, giving the impression that it could be easily bruised with the lightest touch.

The bandit leader, astonishingly beautiful and rivaling Beiming Youhuang in looks, carried herself with an entirely different aura. While Beiming Youhuang exuded an icy demeanor, this female immortal emperor exuded a captivating charm that was impossible to ignore. Her mere presence, seated with her legs crossed gracefully, exuded an irresistible allure. Her figure was supple and bewitching, her waist sinuous as a water snake, captivating anyone who gazed upon her. Her beauty was not of the ordinary kind; it was the kind that ensnared hearts effortlessly.

Adding to the enchantment was her choice of attire—a simple, flimsy red dress that accentuated her flawless figure. She sat there, seemingly unassuming yet profoundly seductive. From Qin Wentian's perspective, her twin peaks were visible, their whiteness an enchanting sight.

However, the immortal emperor at her side responded to Qin Wentian's prolonged gaze with a disdainful snort. He remarked, "Despite the palace mistress's favor, it seems he is merely of this caliber."

Startled by the cold snort, Qin Wentian suddenly became aware of his audacity in openly admiring the female immortal emperor. He felt a tinge of awkwardness and quickly averted his gaze, avoiding further scrutiny. The enchanting woman before him was not just a beautiful face; she was also a formidable immortal emperor and the leader of this bandit group. Crossing her could lead to swift and deadly consequences.

Nonetheless, the profound impact of her allure lingered within Qin Wentian's heart. He had encountered countless beauties in his life, yet her charm left him momentarily dazed. It was a testament to her extraordinary allure.

"Palace mistress?" Qin Wentian's curiosity was piqued. The title "palace mistress" was typically associated with the nine empyreans, but it seemed improbable that one of them would engage in mine plundering.

The title was likely ceremonial, with no direct link to the nine empyreans.

"Before our palace mistress, who can resist her charm? Although this young brat possesses formidable combat prowess, when he beheld the true face of our palace mistress, he…" the immortal king behind him chuckled.

"What is your name?" the female immortal emperor inquired, her smile radiating an irresistible warmth.

"I am Qin Wentian."

"Mhm. In the future, you may refer to me as palace mistress as well." The female immortal emperor examined Qin Wentian closely, her eyes filled with curiosity. "You are exceedingly handsome and possess a remarkable demeanor. It seems closely related to the attributes of the laws you cultivate, am I correct? I have no desire for you to change your appearance."

"Palace mistress, your praise is too generous," Qin Wentian replied. His enhanced looks were indeed a result of his astral souls. Astral souls from the 8th heavenly layer subtly influenced a person's demeanor.

Suddenly, an intense illusionary energy enveloped Qin Wentian. After a brief moment, his facial features and aura underwent a transformation, rendering him unrecognizable.

"The law energy emanating from your astral soul is truly powerful," the female immortal emperor commented with a laugh. She then glanced at the colossal lion below and commanded, "Little lion, you can return to your original form now."

The lion instantly shrank in size, becoming no larger than a house cat. It leaped into the female immortal emperor's arms, its once ferocious aura now entirely gone.

With a wave of her hand, a divine artifact resembling a sedan appeared. The female immortal emperor reclined on the sofa within it, while the remaining immortal emperor and three peak-stage immortal kings took on the role of sedan carriers. They hoisted the sedan and continued their journey forward.

"This...?" Qin Wentian was utterly flabbergasted. He marveled at the audacity of this bandit group. In the blink of an eye, they had transformed completely. He had initially assumed that bandits would be hiding in the wilderness, but to his surprise, this group of bandits didn't seem to care about revealing their identities once they removed their armor.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Come inside," a languid voice called from within the sedan. Qin Wentian started, then glanced at the sedan and replied, "I wouldn't dare, Senior."

"Palace mistress, why don't you make him carry the sedan?" suggested the immortal emperor. The female immortal emperor narrowed her eyes at him, and he fell silent, casting a cold glance at Qin Wentian. This was the same immortal emperor who had fought against Qin Wentian earlier.

"Are you worried that I might devour you?" the enchanting voice chimed in once more. Gathering his courage, Qin Wentian parted the curtains covering the sedan and stepped inside. Seeing the alluring figure reclining on the sofa, he quickly averted his eyes, not daring to let his gaze wander. The sight was simply too captivating.

"Do you find me attractive?" the female immortal emperor inquired with a smile. Qin Wentian nodded, "Palace mistress, your beauty is truly breathtaking."

"Come, sit over here." The female immortal emperor extended her legs and indicated a spot beside her. Qin Wentian obliged, though he knew that turning his head would reveal those captivating legs capable of setting hearts racing.

"The law attributes you excel in are Buddha, Space, Illusion, Sword, and Light. Moreover, the quality of your law energy surpasses others at your cultivation level. Why would someone like you appear in a mine as an excavator?" the female immortal emperor casually inquired. Qin Wentian's heart skipped a beat, realizing that she didn't fully trust him yet.

"I offended the Jialan Monarch," Qin Wentian replied.

"Oh? Tell me more," the female immortal emperor prompted.

Qin Wentian proceeded to weave a tale, beginning with himself and his senior sister leaving the wilderness. He mentioned how the Jialan Monarch had been drawn to his senior sister's beauty and how he had been sent to the mine by Jialan Mingyue.

"Did you all hear that? Investigate this matter to ensure his story aligns with the facts," the female immortal emperor directed her companions. They nodded in agreement. Qin Wentian breathed a sigh of relief, thankful he had mixed some truth within his fabricated story.

"Causing the Jialan Monarch to be attracted to her, your senior sister must be exceptionally beautiful, right? How does her beauty compare to mine?" the female immortal emperor asked, her smile mischievous.

Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed as he replied, "Although the palace mistress's beauty is a rarity in this world, my senior sister's beauty is equally capable of toppling kingdoms effortlessly. Few can rival her."

"Mhm?" The female immortal emperor was momentarily taken aback before bursting into laughter. The four experts outside joined in the mirth. As time passed, they eventually descended from the air. Qin Wentian glanced below to see a majestic city nestled within a mountain range.

"Palace mistress, what place is this?" Qin Wentian inquired with curiosity.

"This is the most luxurious trading city in the entire Lifire Empyrean's territory. It's called Heavenly City," the sedan continued its rapid descent, and the grand city grew larger in Qin Wentian's vision.

Meanwhile, back at the mine where Qin Wentian had been, the Jialan Monarch arrived with a group of experts. Their expressions darkened as they surveyed the destruction. Two of the Jialan Monarch's subordinates, both immortal emperors, had perished here.

"Capture anyone who is still alive for questioning," the Jialan Monarch ordered. An immortal emperor stepped forward, extending his immortal sense to probe the surroundings.

Not far away, Beiming Youhuang stood, her icy demeanor sending shivers down spines. She advanced slowly toward Jialan Mingyue, her expression frosty.

"What are you doing?" Jialan Mingyue felt a sense of fear as Beiming Youhuang approached. She retreated continuously.

With a resounding "bang," Beiming Youhuang's palm struck Jialan Mingyue, sending her flying and causing her to cough up blood as she turned pale.