Chapter 557

Qianye City.

The city’s warriors were gathering the corpses of the Bahuang Domain warriors and cleaning the blood from the streets.

All the warriors were rejoicing in their survival when a rainbow light descended from outside the city and landed at the governor’s mansion.

“Senior Brother Lin.”

As Lin Chen landed, Gu Kong rushed forward and knelt directly before him with a sharp slap.

“What are you doing, Junior Brother Gu?”

“Senior Brother Lin, I didn’t know the relationship between that Miss Murong and you—I left her in the city, nearly causing a grave mistake. I submit to whatever punishment you deem fit.”

Gu Kong’s face was heavy with guilt; his current strength owed much to Senior Brother Lin.

Senior Brother Lin had always taken care of him—even after leaving the sect, thanks to Senior Brother Lin’s connections, he had entered the inner sect, and even the senior brothers and high officials there treated him with great care.

Without Senior Brother Lin, he could never have reached the peak of First Rank in just three years, standing just one step away from the Primordial Realm.

“This isn’t your fault. You did the right thing.”

Lin Chen pulled Gu Kong up; faced with the imminent invasion of the Bahuang Domain warriors, Gu Kong had done right to lead the city’s warriors in resistance, and he had not known of Murong Yan’s connection to him.

“Calming the warriors’ hearts is key—don’t hesitate to pay generous compensation to those who died in battle.”

“Yes.”

Lin Chen patted Gu Kong’s shoulder, then turned and entered the governor’s mansion after watching him leave.

After killing Wu Ke, he had traveled to several nearby cities and eliminated the other Primordial warriors of the Bahuang Domain before returning to Qianye City.

In the governor’s mansion courtyard, Murong Yan’s complexion had regained its rosy hue; before leaving, Lin Chen had given her some healing elixirs—he currently carried elixirs capable of reviving any Qi-refining warrior with even a breath left, and Murong Yan had merely overexerted her spiritual sense.

For ordinary unranked warriors, this would count as severe injury, requiring months to heal, since Primordial-grade elixirs were far beyond their means.

“You’re back.”

Murong Yan smiled faintly upon seeing Lin Chen, and Su Qin, sensing the moment, quietly left the courtyard and closed the door behind her.

Under the moonlight, Murong Yan had shed her former plain outer robes; her sheer white silk dress flowed like drifting clouds over water, revealing the delicate contours of her porcelain shoulders and neck through the translucent gauze, the moonlight casting a frosty sheen upon her skin, her long hair coiled up, a few loose strands falling beside her neck, accentuating the graceful curve of her swan-like neck.

Her fitted moon-white ruqun, cinched with a silk sash, highlighted her slender waist, its hem rippling like gentle waves as she moved, her eyes glimmering with enchanting allure.

One word: alluring.

Two words: very alluring.

As Murong Yan glided toward him, Lin Chen opened his mouth to speak—but she pressed a slender finger to his lips: “Say nothing…”

The moonlight was intoxicating, the beauty had summoned him…

Lin Chen lifted the beauty into his arms, and even the moon hid shyly behind the clouds.

The shadows of the bed could not express their longing—only making the beauty laugh softly in mock scolding…

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The next day.

Su Qin watched her princess gaze toward the city gate, her expression hesitant.

“Princess, why don’t you leave with Young Master Lin?”

Su Qin couldn’t understand her princess’s thoughts—after spending over two years searching for Young Master Lin, now that she had found him, she was about to part ways again.

If she were the princess, she would choose to follow Young Master Lin.

She didn’t believe Young Master Lin could refuse such a request.

“This isn’t ordinary times—the Bahuang Sect and Canglan Sect are at war, and Canglan is at a disadvantage. Lin Chen, as a prodigy of Canglan Sect, cannot stand aside. He appeared in Qianye City because he was heading to Wan Huozong.”

Murong Yan shook her head; as a woman, she knew when to cling to her man and when not to let emotion cloud her judgment.

“Then why not accompany Young Master Lin to Wan Huozong? With his strength, bringing you along wouldn’t delay him much.”