Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 700 What are you going to do?!
"Yao Yao".

"Shut up too!"

Tu Yaoyao's delicate body trembled, and goosebumps rose on her fair, jade-like skin.

Perhaps because of her identity, even though she knew her inside and out, she still felt an uncontrollable chill every time she heard Qin Yu address her by that name.

I can't even imagine how absurd it would be if my people knew that their chief was being addressed in such a way!
"Ok?"

Qin Yu raised an eyebrow and gently patted the girl's slender waist.

Xiao Ling'er and Tu Jiujiu immediately understood and stood obediently to the side.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Tu Yaoyao's pupils shrank, and her voice trembled with excitement... ptooey, ptooey, ptooey.

"What do you say?"

Qin Yu strode over; it had been a long time since she had seen Tu Yaoyao so panicked.

He preferred Tu Yaoyao's current state, just like in the beginning...

"How dare you be so insolent before me?!"

Tu Yaoyao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she no longer felt the same aversion to humans as before in front of Qin Yu, she still felt very uncomfortable with the thought of Tu Jiujiu and Xiao Ling'er being right next to her.

"Oh? So what if I'm being presumptuous today?"

Qin Yu chuckled lightly, her feet not pausing for a moment.

Feeling the breath rushing towards her, Tu Yaoyao's breath hitched, and she felt her heart leap into her throat.

What humiliated her even more was that with Qin Yu's steps, her body seemed to be bound by an invisible force. Although she could probably break free with a little effort, the feeling was simply unbearable...

Damn it, this guy is still as aggressive as ever!

A touch of pink gradually crept onto her fair skin; even before it touched her, a faint pink mist already filled the air.

Tu Yaoyao caught a glimpse of the little fox covering its mouth and chuckling out of the corner of her eye, and felt even more ashamed, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

This kind of thing is a taboo in the Qingqiu Fox Clan!
Qin Yu swept his arm around the warm, jade-like body and pulled it into his embrace. Just as the latter was about to reprimand him again, he kissed her delicate lips.

"Hmm~!"

Tu Yaoyao's pupils suddenly contracted, as if she could hear the curses of countless clansmen ringing in her ears.

Pink mist swirled and enveloped the entire courtyard.

Seemingly influenced by the pink mist, the two girls' eyes gradually became hazy, and they couldn't help but follow her inside.

[Emotional value from Tu Yaoyao +6]

Tu Yaoyao's Affinity Value: 60 (Deep Affection)

……

The Dark Prison Realm.

Since the Great Dao was revived, this region near the Tianfu Continent has been in complete turmoil.

Whether they were from other races or were evil cultivators, they were all driven by immense temptation and searched day and night for any possible passage to the Tianfu Continent.

Even though several half-saints have fallen, there are still four or five half-saint level experts locking onto the ever-changing seven-colored passage.

Given the chance, they will definitely try to break the seal and step into the Tianfu Continent as soon as possible.

However, all of this changed completely a month ago.

Countless beings in the Dark Prison Realm clearly remember that day when a majestic figure clad in a black dragon robe emerged from the seven-colored passage. Five half-saint realm experts didn't even last the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before they exploded into a cloud of blood mist, their lives extinguished.

The news of the deaths of five half-saint realm cultivators spread throughout the region in a very short time.

Even some creatures that weren't very bright realized that a human venerable had entered the Dark Prison Realm!
In addition to the one who sits in charge of the Heavenly Palace, another Venerable One has appeared among the human race!
What terrifies the beings of the Dark Prison Realm even more is that this newly promoted Venerable's methods are as swift as thunder; with a single strike, half a Venerable will perish!

Moreover, no matter what life-saving trump cards a half-saint possessed, none could escape the fate of death and annihilation.

Such methods caused a wave of fear even in the Dark Prison Realm.

The major forces that were originally entrenched near the edge of the Tianfu Continent fled desperately into the depths of the Dark Prison Realm, as if they would follow in the footsteps of those half-saints if they were even a step too late.

Meanwhile, the cultivators of Tianfu Continent took the opportunity to enter the Dark Prison Realm and, in less than a month, purged an area of ​​three thousand miles in radius.

This scene reminded countless beings in the Dark Prison Realm of that dark era.

Once upon a time, the human race produced an unparalleled genius who stood out from the crowd. Even beings at the level of rulers had to temporarily avoid his sharp edge.

The current situation is no less severe than before, and the methods used are even more bloody and cruel!

Deep within the Dark Prison Realm.

The dark red sky hung low, as if it might crush this desolate land at any moment. Thick blood mist churned in the air, occasionally punctuated by a few mournful cries, which would then abruptly cease, as if extinguished by some terrifying force.

The chilling palace stood atop the black rock, its surface covered with twisted runes that resembled countless faces screaming in agony.

Inside the hall, the flickering eerie fire illuminated three kneeling figures. Their auras were weak, and they even deliberately held their breath, afraid of disturbing the being on the high platform.

Wu Yuan lowered his head, cold sweat seeping from his forehead and sliding down his pale cheeks. He stared intently at the ground, not daring to look up at the empty platform.

"He..."

A cold laugh echoed through the hall, the voice neither hurried nor slow, yet it caused the temperature in the entire hall to plummet. A thin layer of black ice crystals condensed on the ground, spreading to Wuyuan's knees, the biting cold seeping into his body through his meridians, as if even his blood had frozen.

"These are the eight holy envoys under my command?"

On the high platform, a figure appeared out of nowhere, and a chilling voice echoed throughout the hall: "In less than a month, four have perished..."

"How dare you return?"

A face as pale as a corpse emerged from the shadows. His eyes had no whites, only endless blackness, as if they could devour all light. The corners of his lips were slightly upturned, but it was not a smile, but a cruel mockery.

As the figure gradually solidified, the entire space inside the hall seemed to freeze.

All three knelt down, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"It is my incompetence, please forgive me, my lord."

Wu Yuan's fingertips dug deep into his palm, blood seeping out, but instantly frozen by the black ice on the ground. He dared not argue, nor dared to raise his head, and could only press his forehead heavily against the cold ground, his voice hoarse.

"Wuyuan".

The voice slowly approached, and with each step it took, the hall trembled, as if it could hardly bear its majesty.

"You received five drops of essence blood, and this is how you repay me?"

Wu Yuan trembled as he felt a cold hand press down on his head.

The hand slowly tightened, and Wu Yuan's skull cracked under the strain, as excruciating pain washed over his entire body like a tidal wave. But he dared not struggle, not even utter a groan, and could only grit his teeth and endure it.

"Your subordinate... is incompetent..."

Wu Yuan managed to squeeze out a few words, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The two people beside him were so overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure that they couldn't even breathe.

(End of this chapter)