Number One Beauty in Heavenly City

Number One Beauty in Heavenly City . . . 

Jialan Mingyue steadied herself, her hand sweeping away the traces of blood at the corners of her lips. Her eyes burned with a cold, intense rage as she locked her gaze onto Beiming Youhuang.

"You dare to strike me, you cheap slut?" Jialan Mingyue's voice dripped with disdain, her pride wounded like never before.

Beiming Youhuang advanced, a frigid energy radiating from her presence, capable of freezing life itself. In an instant, Jialan Mingyue felt the icy grip of frost enveloping her body, an overwhelming sense of impending doom bearing down on her.

"Youhuang, cease this!" The Jialan Monarch intervened, his hand gesturing to dispel the chilling energy. He turned his stern gaze toward Beiming Youhuang. "Youhuang, what are you thinking?"

"All those sent to mine stones here are criminals or slaves. You actually sent Qin Wentian to such a place?" Beiming Youhuang's eyes were icy as she glared at Jialan Mingyue.

"Do you wish to kill me?" Jialan Mingyue sensed the murderous intent radiating from Beiming Youhuang, her eyes tinged with red fury.

"Youhuang, many are still alive. He might be among them," the Jialan Monarch interjected.

Beiming Youhuang fixed her cold gaze upon the Jialan Monarch, stating, "Although I serve the emperor's palace, I report directly to the Lifire Empyrean. You may have appointed your daughter as the city lord, but she dared to send my junior brother to the mines. Right now, I don't even know if he's alive or dead. Jialan Monarch, if anything happens to Qin Wentian, I'll ensure that Jialan Mingyue pays with her life."

"Father, did you hear her threats? This cheap woman wants to kill me right before your eyes. Could you truly forsake your daughter for her beauty?" Jialan Mingyue screamed, her eyes turning bloodshot. She had been pampered and indulged since childhood, always having her way in the Jialan Monarch's territory.

Yet today, Beiming Youhuang had sent her flying and declared an intent to kill her.

"Enough," the Jialan Monarch's expression darkened.

"Father, it's been so many years. Have you never considered her? Or is it that you're too infatuated with her to care about your own daughter anymore? She said she wanted to kill me!" Jialan Mingyue, accustomed to getting her way, now faced someone who wanted her dead. She couldn't believe her father had told her to be quiet.

"Silence!" The Jialan Monarch roared, unleashing a terrifying pressure that left Jialan Mingyue pale and trembling as she looked at her father in fear.

"Jialan Mingyue, remember the words you've spoken today. And Jialan Monarch, you'd do well to instill some discipline in your daughter," Beiming Youhuang coldly stated. She then vanished in a flash, soaring into the air to search for Qin Wentian herself.

The Jialan Monarch's expression remained heavy. He stared coldly at Jialan Mingyue and sent her a stern mental message, "While I've indulged you in the past, your behavior has crossed all boundaries. Do you think I'm unaware of your unruly conduct in Windthunder City? Beiming Youhuang is highly regarded by the Lifire Empyrean, and you dared to insult her like this? Do you wish to court death?"

Jialan Mingyue was taken aback by her father's words, then replied, "But you are one of the nine monarchs under the Lifire Empyrean. Can it be that you're afraid of her? Besides, Father..."

"What do you know? I wouldn't fear her. But what about you? You simply know nothing at all," the Jialan Monarch retorted with cold authority. "Upon your return, the position of city lord will be stripped from you. Head to the emperor city. Your mother will discipline you."

With that, the Jialan Monarch swept his sleeves and moved toward the excavators his forces had found. A sinister undertone marked his expression. His past actions had stemmed from lust, leading him to bring Beiming Youhuang to the Lifire Palace. Yet, the subsequent turn of events had caught him off guard. The Lifire Empyrean had expressed a strong desire to nurture Beiming Youhuang, who was eventually stationed at Jialan Emperor City. However, the Jialan Monarch knew that her true role was to monitor his actions, which greatly irked him.

Beiming Youhuang had since become highly favored by the Lifire Empyrean, and the Jialan Monarch dared not take any action against her.

"Monarch, according to these excavators, all our guards were killed. Those who survived are all excavators," the person in charge of questioning the excavators reported, bowing deeply in the presence of the Jialan Monarch.

"Inquire if they know of someone named Qin Wentian," the Jialan Monarch commanded coldly.

"Yes."

As more and more excavators were apprehended and questioned, there was little information about the bandit group. They had all been heavily armored, concealing their identities. Additionally, a formidable demonic lion at the demon emperor realm was among them, which the Jialan Monarch recognized as the Evil Emperor, the legendary mount of the Night Emperor, the great bandit leader.

Finally, news of Qin Wentian emerged, but something seemed amiss. According to their information, Qin Wentian was an immortal king with exceptional combat prowess, taken away by the bandits.

Upon hearing this, Beiming Youhuang's heart trembled slightly, followed by a sigh of relief. Immortal king realm – it appeared that Qin Wentian's cultivation had nearly fully recovered. His resilience was astonishing, and he had managed to gain favor with the bandit leader. For now, she could only hope that he was unharmed.

Jialan Mingyue, on the other hand, quickly spread the news that Qin Wentian was a traitor who had joined the bandits, betraying their group. Beiming Youhuang paid little attention to her, knowing that she would settle this score with Jialan Mingyue in due time.

Heavenly City was an ancient and thriving settlement under the Lifire Palace's jurisdiction. It served as a bustling hub for trade, boasting a rich history and a constant flow of treasures and commerce. Major powers had established their presence here, with immortal kings and even immortal emperors frequently seen on its streets. Among these influential entities, the Thousand Feathers Palace was prominent. Renowned for its trade in divine weapons, innate techniques, rare treasures, and more, it wielded significant influence in Heavenly City.

Yet, the Thousand Feathers Palace's fame wasn't solely tied to its business ventures. Its notoriety was largely attributed to the palace's mistress, a figure of immense significance in the city.

Within the bustling metropolis of Heavenly City, where beauties were as abundant as the clouds in the sky, one figure stood supreme: the palace mistress of the Thousand Feathers Palace, known far and wide as Fairy Thousand Feathers. Her breathtaking beauty was matched only by her exceptional cultivation talent. Her presence exuded an irresistible charm that left people entranced, earning her the undisputed title of the city's number one beauty.

In this city, countless individuals would go to great lengths for the chance to catch a mere glimpse of Fairy Thousand Feathers. The Thousand Feathers Palace buzzed with activity because many hoped for the opportunity to lay eyes on her.

However, amidst the city's bustling life, there was one person who dreaded the thought of encountering Fairy Thousand Feathers.

In an elegantly adorned room, Fairy Thousand Feathers sat gracefully on a white sofa, her attire radiating an innocent allure that could captivate anyone. Her poised posture, especially the way she crossed her legs, was enough to render onlookers powerless to resist.

"Am I truly so dreadful to behold, my dear?" Ye Qianyu playfully questioned as her gaze fixed on Qin Wentian, who dared not meet her eyes.

"Palace mistress's beauty is unparalleled. This subordinate would never dare to defile it," Qin Wentian replied, head bowed.

"Oh? So, you've never had impure thoughts when looking at me before?" Ye Qianyu chuckled, her gaze causing Qin Wentian to shudder.

"Don't worry, men are all the same. You can look as much as you want; there's no need to be so restrained," Ye Qianyu purred with boundless allure. Qin Wentian slowly raised his head and fixed his eyes on her alluring form.

"I've received news. You're truly an honest one, not deceiving me. I've got information about the person you asked me to investigate," Ye Qianyu said.

"How is she?" Qin Wentian inquired, referring to Beiming Youhuang. Though he had initially believed that the Jialan Monarch wouldn't dare to harm her, it had been years since their last meeting, and worry still gnawed at him.

A sly grin played upon Ye Qianyu's lips. "Are you that concerned?"

"Palace mistress, I share a close bond with my senior sister. Naturally, I'm anxious and concerned for her well-being," Qin Wentian replied.

"It seems my charm is insufficient, unable even to compete with a woman so distant. I've heard she's a frosty beauty," Ye Qianyu remarked with a smile. "Don't worry; she's doing quite well for herself. She's gained favor with the Lifire Empyrean and is currently stationed in the Jialan Monarch's domain."

"Thank you, palace mistress," Qin Wentian sighed with relief.

"Can you show me your astral souls?" Ye Qianyu asked with a charming smile. Qin Wentian felt somewhat uneasy. This enchantress had expressed keen interest in his astral souls, requesting to see them several times before.

However, his astral souls were undeniably unique, and he couldn't predict how she would react when he revealed them.

As Qin Wentian hesitated, Ye Qianyu gracefully rose from her seat and approached. The fragrance of her hair lingered in the air, and each of her movements exuded irresistible allure.

She stopped beside Qin Wentian, slightly shorter but still tall, with impeccable proportions that defined her as an exemplar of beauty. Her status as an immortal emperor only added to her allure. Qin Wentian dared not meet her gaze; instead, his eyes were met with a breathtaking sight—a patch of snow-white skin and a tantalizing 'valley' that left his blood boiling.

A mischievous smile played upon Ye Qianyu's lips as she inquired, "Hehe, what did you happen to glimpse?"

"Palace mistress, I implore you for mercy," Qin Wentian pleaded.

"Spare you? I've never been known for my gentleness. You've already seen more than you were supposed to. So, tell me, what should I do now?" Ye Qianyu teased, causing Qin Wentian to despair. "Palace mistress, please, keep my astral souls a secret."

"Of course," Ye Qianyu agreed with a nod, her smile comforting Qin Wentian.

Turning to face her, Qin Wentian summoned his astral souls one by one. In an instant, all seven astral souls radiated blinding light, filling the space with their brilliance.

Ye Qianyu had thought she was prepared for this revelation. However, when she witnessed the dazzling display, she involuntarily took a few steps back, her face registering amazement. But quickly, an enchanting smile graced her features as she winked at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian sighed and retracted his astral souls, awaiting her questions. To his surprise, Ye Qianyu simply smiled nonchalantly and said, "That's enough. You may leave now. Since your identity is now known, you're free to wander Heavenly City as you please."

Ye Qianyu hadn't asked a single question.

Perplexed, Qin Wentian stared at her before nodding. "Qin Wentian takes his leave."

As he turned to depart, Ye Qianyu chimed in with a playful tone, "Remember to visit me more often when you're free in the future. Oh, and don't even think about escaping, alright? Otherwise, I'll be truly heartbroken." She giggled as Qin Wentian quickened his pace, retreating from her presence amid her laughter.