Chapter 50

Qi Prohibition is a sealing technique. It is called Qi Prohibition, but it can not only seal heaven and earth energy, but also cauterize wounds so that they no longer bleed, and prohibit white blades so that they cannot be cut or pierced.

The mystery of this technique, even for the current Su Xuan, is only mastered in fur.

But even if it is fur, it is enough to deal with Yan Yan Lingji.

Yan Yan Lingji felt the disappearance of the surrounding heaven and earth energy, she could not perform arts, and watched Su Xuan walking slowly.

Although she still wanted to resist, after thinking about it, she finally gave up.

She held two crimson hairpins, looked at Su Xuan, spread her hands, and said helplessly, "Okay, you win."

"So, what is the point of meaningless struggle? It would be better to surrender from the beginning." Su Xuan sighed leisurely, walked to Yan Yan Lingji, looked at the woman in front of him, and shook his head gently, as if feeling sorry for her.

"Hehe..." Yan Yan Lingji smiled mysteriously, noncommittal.

The flames vanished.

Not far away, the King of Han stared wide-eyed at this scene, bewildered, "This..."

He had yet to recover from the sight of Yan Yan Lingji surrendering; perhaps he had never imagined such a scene could occur. The main reason was that the two combatants, Su Xuan and Yan Yan Lingji, had behaved far too... harmoniously.

However, seeing the flames disappear, the Imperial Guards who had been forced back by the fire regained their senses, realizing that Mr. Su had likely subdued this strange woman.

Although they did not understand exactly how Mr. Su had restrained her, they had only heard him utter the word "Seal," and all the flames had vanished.

This scene was too mystical, truly baffling.

But perhaps this was just who Mr. Su was—an existence we could never hope to understand.

They stepped forward one after another, heads held high, morale surging, spears in hand, surrounding Yan Yan Lingji. Had one not seen their fearful retreat moments ago, they would have truly appeared as a magnificent, unstoppable army.

A faint voice suddenly sounded from beside Su Xuan, "Mr. Su, she..."

It was the King of Han. Seeing the Imperial Guards surrounding Yan Yan Lingji and the eerie flames gone, he had gathered the courage to approach, accompanied by Ji Ji Wuye and the others. He still kept a distance from Su Xuan, however; having witnessed the woman's methods, he was genuinely afraid she might suddenly unleash a fire to burn him.

Su Xuan turned his head to look at the King of Han, revealing a gentle smile that felt like a spring breeze, putting the King at ease, "She has already surrendered."

"Surrendered?" The King of Han was stunned. It wasn't that he hadn't considered this possibility—in fact, he had thought of it when the flames vanished and Yan Yan Lingji offered no resistance—but he had dismissed it as too bizarre.

Yet, this most unlikely thought was the truth.

No matter how grotesque or strange the result, the King of Han accepted it quickly. He commanded sternly, "Throw her into the dungeon; I shall interrogate her myself."

The matter of the Red-Eyed Dragon Snake had always been a thorn in the King of Han's side, filling him with immense dread.

Yan Yan Lingji was a subordinate of Tian Ze, and the King of Han wanted to extract more information about Tian Ze from her.

"Wait..." Just as the Imperial Guards were about to bind Yan Yan Lingji, Su Xuan spoke again.

"Mr. Su?" The King of Han looked at Su Xuan, his attitude appearing very mild.

After all, if not for Su Xuan, this enchantress who had broken into the palace in the dead of night could never have been captured.

Reasonably and emotionally, he had to hear what Mr. Su had to say.

"I only wish to say that while I have temporarily sealed her ability to use sorcery, this technique cannot last long. If Your Majesty intends to interrogate her personally, please take extra precautions."

"I..." The King of Han was about to say "I understand," but recalling how Yan Yan Lingji had rampaged through the palace hall earlier, the words died on his lips.

Earlier in the palace hall, Yan Yan Lingji had been so arrogant that even the Grand General Ji Ji Wuye had been helpless against her.

If she were simply locked in the dungeon, who knew if it could hold this enchantress?

What if she broke free during the interrogation and launched a sudden attack? What would he do then?

The King of Han couldn't help but glance at Su Xuan again.

Under the moonlight, Su Xuan’s features were increasingly handsome, and beside him, Yan Yan Lingji’s hair danced in the night breeze, beautiful and moving.

The King of Han immediately had an idea.

It wasn't that he had any ulterior motives; he had simply thought of a foolproof measure.

"Men, send this enchantress to Mr. Su's residence!"

As the King of Han issued the order, he explained to Su Xuan, "Mr. Su, this enchantress has extraordinary means; only a high-level expert like you can suppress her. Please, Mr. Su, help me keep watch over her!"

Fearing Su Xuan might refuse, he quickly promised him numerous benefits.

The implication was: help me watch this enchantress, and I will certainly not treat you poorly.

Su Xuan couldn't help but mutter to himself upon hearing the King's words.

He hadn't expected the King of Han to make such a decision. Honestly, he had only intended to offer a reminder, but since the King had put it that way, he could only agree with pleasure.

It was fortunate the King hadn't ordered her sent to his bed.

With the King's order issued, the night's farce could barely be considered concluded.

Su Xuan followed the Imperial Guards as they escorted Yan Yan Lingji to his residence.

The other ministers stayed on the plaza before the palace hall with the King for a while longer, enduring the cold wind, before eventually dispersing.

Before leaving, the King of Han repeatedly urged Ji Ji Wuye to capture the Regarding Baiyue rebels.

This was the third time he had urged Ji Ji Wuye in a single day.

The main reason was that the night's events had truly terrified him.

While he was holding court in the palace hall, the enchantress had broken in so recklessly, rampaging without obstruction. If she had attacked him while he was sleeping in his bedchamber, who could have saved him?

The King of Han suddenly realized that the palace was no longer safe.

For him, the only way to find peace of mind was for those Regarding Baiyue rebels who had caused the chaos to be captured and brought to justice.

Thick fog filled the wilderness; high in the sky, the bright moon hung, casting its pale light, as if the earth were covered in a layer of white frost.

An old tree swayed gently in the night breeze, a few withered yellow leaves spiraling down through the air.

Footsteps sounded.

Beneath the tree, a tall, burly figure slowly turned his head, and then, only a flash of red was seen.

Red clothes like blood, white hair like snow.

The master of the Snow-Clad Fortress, the Blood-Clad Marquis!

Seeing this great enemy who had defeated him years ago and thrown him into that death row prison, Tian Ze’s pupils contracted slightly, but he ultimately chose not to strike immediately.

Not only because the gu-poison in his body restrained him, but also because his escape from that prison was entirely due to the person before him.

"Are you still waiting for Yan Yan Lingji to return?"

Bai Bai Yifei’s voice was calm, carrying a unique charm.

Tian Ze did not answer.

Bai Bai Yifei continued, "I have an unfortunate piece of news for you: she cannot return."

"She carried your message into the palace; initially, she rampaged without obstruction, bringing deep fear to the King of Han, but after she left, she encountered someone. As of now, she has become a prisoner."

"Who?" Tian Ze finally spoke.

He was certain that the person before him had not gone to the palace tonight.

He knew Yan Yan Lingji’s strength well; ordinary people could not capture her. Could it be that Han's strongest general, Ji Ji Wuye, had taken action?

"Su Xuan!"