Chapter 329: Ye Xuan's Face Got Slapped Swollen

At this moment, the scene of Ye Xuan being casually seized by the two women left millions of people stunned.

Holy crap, this Five Poisons Sect Envoy seems to be on very good terms with Princess Huayang.

And the Princess's strength doesn't seem low either!

At the very least, that Ye Xuan, who is also a Martial Saint, had no power to resist in front of the two of them.

Or is it just Han Ruoxi doing the work?

Han Ruoxi looked at Yan Song with a beaming smile and said, "I just used too much Spiritual Qi, so these two remaining Saint Grade Pills, I'm taking them."

Upon hearing this, the corner of Yan Song's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

You want my ass!

These are a thousand stalks of Spirit Medicine—no, these are two different kinds of Pills.

At least two thousand stalks of Saint Grade Spirit Medicine refined into two Saint Grade Pills, worth tens of thousands of top-grade Spirit Stones.

You want them just because you want them? Keep dreaming……

Therefore, Yan Song's face darkened slightly as he said, "Impossible. Giving you one to eat is already an immense favor."

Han Ruoxi blinked her big eyes: "Already an immense what?" Yan Song gritted his teeth: "Favor."

"Slap!"

The instant Yan Song finished speaking, a crisp sound of a slap rang out, reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone wore stunned expressions. Who got hit? Could it be His Majesty?

They looked at Yan Song and found no slap mark on his face.

Then they looked again at Hua Nu Tai, and saw that on Ye Xuan's face, which was sealed off by Forbidden Restrictions and poisonous fog.

At some unknown point, a clear palm print had already appeared.

On the palm print, there was still a faint trace of Spiritual Qi remaining, clearly caused by a Spiritual Qi palm strike. Ye Xuan: "……" Ye Xuan was dumbfounded.

You son of a bitch negotiating terms with the Emperor, why the hell are you hitting me?

Are you sick in the head?

They only heard Han Ruoxi snort coldly: "Won't give them? You say won't give them once, I'll slap him one time.

You old Emperor, if I accidentally damage him, what use will your Pills be then?" Ye Xuan: "……" Poisonous!

This Han Ruoxi is absolutely poisonous.

Damn it, the Pills are right next to you, just take them.

You just had to slap me, I'm sure you did it on purpose.

Princess Huayang squinted her eyes slightly and said, "Can't you just take the Pills as you please?"

Han Ruoxi said, "Aiya, I still have to ask the Emperor's opinion, right? Show some respect, no?"

Princess Huayang was stunned: "What if my Imperial Father disagrees?" Han Ruoxi blinked her big eyes again: "No problem, I'm just asking. Whether he agrees or not, I'm taking them anyway.

Right? We just need to show some respect, respect and taking the Pills are two different things, does that make sense?" Princess Huayang suddenly realized: "That makes sense, as expected of you." Han Ruoxi said proudly: "Of course." Yan Song: "……" Yan Song's face turned green.

This damned Han Ruoxi clearly didn't take him seriously at all.

He gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Han Ruoxi, don't go too far, I……"

"Slap!"

But before he could finish speaking, on the other side of Ye Xuan's face, the sound of a slap also rang out.

Immediately after, an equally distinct palm print appeared in quick succession.

For a moment, traces of fresh blood had already seeped from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

Even his originally handsome appearance became much uglier at this moment. Han Ruoxi patted her jade-like hand and said, "What did you say?" Ye Xuan: "……"

Yan Song: "………"

Both Ye Xuan and Yan Song really wanted to curse someone out right now.

However, the two of them currently had absolutely no way to do so.

Ye Xuan himself was bound, with no power to resist.

Although Yan Song wasn't bound, and had many powerful subordinates.

But the leverage was in Han Ruoxi's hands.

He didn't know how many days he had squatted here, how many days he had waited in bitter anticipation.

Today, he finally squatted out a Ye Xuan.

The Sacrificial Ceremony is in two days.

Could he give up?

Damn it, he couldn't!

Once he gave up, he might really have no way to find a Martial Saint around eighteen years old.

Therefore, Yan Song took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "These two Pills, can you leave one for me—" Slap! Another crisp slap rang out, and one of Ye Xuan's teeth fell out. Han Ruoxi said lightly: "Leave, leave what? Speak it out, be a little bolder." Ye Xuan: "……"

Yan Song: "……"

Ye Xuan was about to cry at this moment.

Damn, if he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come up.

He thought Han Ruoxi should be weaker than him, after all he was also a Four-Turn Martial Saint, and with his master's help.

Damn! Who knew Han Ruoxi was this perverted! Now he regretted it.

If time could be turned back, he swore he would never have stepped onto Hua Nu Tai.

At this moment, Yan Song's forehead veins were bulging, his face turning black.

That damned Han Ruoxi, before he could even finish speaking, she was already slapping people.

If he really said to leave one Pill, she might just kill someone.

Damn it — ever since he, Yan Song, became emperor.

Today was still the first time he had suffered such a threat and humiliation.

Most importantly, there was no way to deal with it at all.

He was furious inside, and deeply aggrieved; he even clenched his teeth so hard his whole body began to tremble with rage.

Huayang Gongzhu saw this and didn't mind in the slightest. She laughed lightly: "Father Emperor, two Pills — how could they compare with the Sacred Child?

There's no need for that. Pills can be refined again, but if the Sacred Child is gone, then he's truly gone. The immortals and gods you speak of don't like a Sacred Child with his face beaten swollen, you know." Hearing this, Yan Song immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Fine, Han Ruoxi, the Saint Grade Pills are yours — just stop hitting Ye Xuan."

Han Ruoxi nodded and smiled: "You should've said so earlier, right? Wasting my Spiritual Qi, making my hand so sore. Now that my hand is sore, Your Majesty, shouldn't you give me some kind of compensation?" The corner of Yan Song's mouth twitched again: "What compensation?" For the sake of the Sacred Child, he endured it — anything could be endured.

Han Ruoxi said with a grin: "My sister's mother — I heard you've imprisoned her? Release her." Hearing this, Yan Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

So it was only this small condition — of course that was no problem.

Therefore Yan Song said: "Hua Fei committed a crime and originally should not have been pardoned, but since you've spoken up, she may be pardoned."

Hearing this, Huayang Gongzhu beside them immediately reddened around the eyes and said: "Thank you."

Han Ruoxi said coolly: "No need to thank me! From now on just call me Sister Xi, and don't fight me for some things, got it?"

Hearing this, Huayang Gongzhu covered her mouth and laughed: "That won't do."

She knew what Han Ruoxi was referring to, so this absolutely could not be agreed to.

Hearing this, Han Ruoxi immediately stamped her jade foot: "Hmph! A woman who says one thing and means another."

Having said that, she sat down huffily on Hua Nu Tai, seemingly with no intention of leaving.

The crowd was stunned — damn, is this Han Ruoxi planning to stay up on the stage for three days? Yan Song was numb: "Han Ruoxi, aren't you leaving?"

Han Ruoxi rolled her eyes and said: "Not leaving. I want to stay right here and wait for someone." The crowd was baffled — wait for who?!

At that moment, a voice came from below Hua Nu Tai: "Han Ruoxi, bring those two Pills over here and give them to me."

The moment these words were spoken, the crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

Damn! Who is this, daring to order Han Ruoxi around?

For a moment, the crowd was all curious.