I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Chu Feng's expression changed, and with a flicker of his body, he instantly appeared in the backyard.

Inside a side room, Tuoba Yan'er lay on the ground in agony, her body convulsing violently.

Strange black runes, like living things, roamed wildly beneath her snow-white skin, devouring her life force!

Her once jet-black and lustrous hair was rapidly turning dry, yellow, and snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Not good!" the Medicine King's voice rang out, "It's her bloodline curse that has fully erupted!"

Seeing this, Chu Feng's heart tightened, and he asked urgently, "What do we do now?!"

"Your father said before that only you can break the curse on her bloodline!"

"How can I undo this?" Chu Feng asked anxiously.

Just then, an old and composed figure slowly walked over.

It was Chu Feng's grandfather, Chu Tianyuan.

He looked at Tuoba Yan'er, who was struggling in pain inside the room, and then at Chu Feng, who looked anxious. A look of understanding flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"It's very simple."

Chu Tianyuan spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it made Chu Feng freeze on the spot.

"All you need to do is be with her."

"What?!" Chu Feng wondered if he had misheard.

"That's right." Chu Tianyuan nodded and explained, "Our Chu family's bloodline is extremely strong and masculine, domineering and unparalleled, naturally able to restrain all evil curses in the world."

"When the two of you unite, yin and yang harmonize, the power of your bloodline will naturally dispel the curse on her, and may even help her witch bloodline reach a higher level."

Chu Feng: "..."

He looked at the girl inside the room who was in so much pain that she was almost losing consciousness and was groaning in agony. Then he looked at his grandfather, who had a "I'm not kidding" expression on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.

Saving lives is the priority!

Without further hesitation, he went straight to Tuoba Yan'er.

I'm sorry!

As soon as the words were spoken, a great battle broke out!

……

The next day, early in the morning.

When the first rays of sunlight fell on the eaves of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

Without warning, a deep, resounding boom, like an ancient divine drum, suddenly erupted from the tightly closed room!

Boom! ...

A crimson pillar of light, imbued with an aura of wildness, antiquity, and desolation, pierced through the rooftops, tore through the clouds, and soared straight into the heavens!

The entire capital of the Great Xia Dynasty trembled violently at that moment!

A vast and powerful bloodline pressure, brimming with primal life force, swept out from the royal palace towards the entire Kyushu continent and even the endless starry sky, like an ancient behemoth awakened!

At this moment, countless ancient beings that had been sleeping for countless millennia throughout the heavens and myriad realms were simultaneously awakened!

In the celestial realm, deep within a forbidden zone perpetually shrouded in chaotic energy, atop a throne constructed from the bones of countless gods and demons, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened.

"This aura...is it the Witch Clan?" A hoarse, dry voice, as if it hadn't uttered a word in ten thousand years, echoed in the deathly silent forbidden zone. "The forbidden bloodline, rumored to have been extinct...has actually reappeared?"

"Pass on my order: immediately dispatch men to capture this bloodline member alive, at all costs!"

……

The heavens, the other side.

Inside a magnificent temple suspended above the sea of ​​stars, entirely cast from seven-colored divine jade, surrounded by celestial light and auspicious energy.

At the deepest seat, a majestic figure clad in robes adorned with the sun, moon, and stars, his face blurred, seemingly one with the Great Dao, suddenly opened his eyes. Those eyes seemed to hold the birth and death of the universe, the changing of eras.

"impossible!"

For the first time, his voice carried a tone of shock and disbelief.

"The 'Soul-Devouring Blood Curse' personally set by our ancestor is something even a saint cannot break! How could these remnants of the Witch Clan possibly break free of their shackles and revert to their ancestral bloodline?!"

"Someone come here!"

At a command, outside the temple, a divine general clad in golden armor knelt on one knee.

"Investigate! Find out what happened immediately!" The imposing figure's voice was filled with undeniable killing intent. "If the Witch Clan truly shows signs of resurgence, then... wipe them out completely! This time, leave not even a speck of dust behind!"

……

In the lower realm, at the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion.

In the ruins of that dilapidated side room.

"Holy crap! That's incredible?!"

Chu Feng crawled out of a pile of broken wood, covered in dust and dirt, shook his head, and looked utterly shocked.

Just now, he was thrown off the bed by a sudden, terrifying force, crashing into half of the wall.

He looked up and saw Tuoba Yan'er floating quietly in mid-air in the center of the ruins.

The cursed black markings on her body had long since disappeared, replaced by ancient and mysterious blood-red totems that slowly flowed across her fair, jade-like skin.

Her long, snow-white hair had returned to its original black color, and was even smoother and shinier than before.

What's most terrifying is the enormous, towering phantom behind her!

That was a terrifying Dharma form, towering ten thousand feet tall, with bulging muscles, resembling an ancient demon god!

Faxiang's face was seven parts similar to Tuoba Yan'er's, but it was full of endless majesty and fighting spirit. Just by standing there, Chu Feng felt a heavy sense of oppression!

This is the War God's Dharma Form of the Witch Clan!

Just then, Tuoba Yan'er slowly opened her eyes.

Her once clear and cold eyes now held less coldness and more depth and liveliness. She felt the surging and roaring bloodline power within her body, more than a hundred times stronger than before, and the terrifying cultivation that had leaped directly from the Profound Realm to the third level of the Nirvana Realm. For a moment, she was somewhat dazed.

She looked down and saw Chu Feng below. Her pretty face showed a complex expression.

She swayed and landed in front of Chu Feng, the Dharma image behind her dissipating as well.

"Thank you," she said softly, her voice barely audible.

"You're welcome." Chu Feng dusted himself off, grinned, and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, "After all, you're mine now."

Tuoba Yan'er's pretty face flushed crimson, as if it were about to bleed, even her ears turned pink. She took a step back abruptly, glaring at Chu Feng with a mixture of shame and anger, but couldn't utter a single word.

Chu Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Tuoba Yan'er's expression, which was a mixture of shyness and anger, yet also a touch of girlish charm.

The laughter eased the delicate atmosphere and allowed Tuoba Yan'er's expression to return to normal.

She straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, forced herself to remain calm, and raised her head, her clear eyes looking earnestly at Chu Feng: "What are your plans next?"

Chu Feng's smile faded, and his expression turned serious. He looked up at the sky, which had been torn apart by the crimson pillar of light and was still not fully healed, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"I want to go to the upper realm."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable resolve.

Whether it's to rescue his captured sister, to heal Old Black whose essence has collapsed, or to explore the mysteries left by his father, he must go to the Upper Realm.

And it has to be done as soon as possible!

"Do you want to come with me?" Chu Feng turned his head and asked her.

With Tuoba Yan'er's current Nirvana Realm cultivation and awakened Wu Clan bloodline, she is already at the very top of the pyramid across the entire Nine Provinces Continent.

However, if placed in the upper realm where powerful figures abound and saints are everywhere, this level of strength would seem insignificant.

Tuoba Yan'er remained silent for a moment, and finally shook her head gently.

"I...can't go with you yet."

Her voice carried a hint of apology, but more than that, it was filled with determination.

"Although my bloodline curse has been lifted, the internal strife within the clan has not yet been quelled. That Grand Elder harbors wolfish ambitions; I must return, reclaim everything that belongs to me, and revitalize the Witch Clan."

She paused, raised her eyes, and met Chu Feng's gaze. An unprecedented confidence appeared on her pretty face.

"Besides, my current strength is still too weak. Going to the Upper Realm would only be a burden to you."

"Once I've settled matters within my clan, and once I've become strong enough to fight alongside you, I will definitely go to the Upper Realm to find you."

Chu Feng listened quietly, looking at the burning flame in the girl's eyes. He knew that this fledgling eagle, which had once been forced to flee its home, had now grown sharp claws and wings strong enough to soar through the sky.

"OK."

He nodded without saying anything more.

Everyone has their own path to walk, and he respects her choice.

"Take this." Chu Feng flicked his finger, and a storage ring shimmering with an ancient luster flew to Tuoba Yan'er's side. "There are some cultivation resources and life-saving items inside. They should be able to help you."

Tuoba Yan'er took the ring, feeling the lingering warmth on it, and her heart warmed. She looked up at Chu Feng, her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she only uttered two words.

"Take care of yourself."

Having said that, she showed no more lingering attachment. With a flicker, she transformed into a streak of light and sped off towards the southern border.

Watching her figure disappear into the horizon, Chu Feng let out a long breath, suppressing the melancholy in his heart.

Next, he spoke with his grandfather and others, then went to the open space of the Prince's Mansion, where a thought suddenly occurred to him.

boom!

A golden flying boat, hundreds of feet long and forged entirely from an unknown divine metal, with a magnificent and streamlined design, appeared out of thin air before everyone.

This is the top-of-the-line vehicle he seized from that unfortunate third young master of the Qi family—the "Chasing Cloud Boat"!

This ship is not only incredibly fast, capable of traversing the void with its own body, but it also comes with powerful defensive and offensive formations, making it priceless.

"Let's go, Old Black!"

Chu Feng called out, carrying the dying Fire Qilin, and leaped onto the flying boat, entering its main control room.

He took out a crystal-clear jade slip from a storage ring; its interior seemed to contain a vast galaxy.

This is the star map that was looted from that imposing middle-aged man in the Qi family. It is marked in detail with safe routes from the lower realm to the major star regions of the celestial realm, as well as the coordinates of many important worlds.

Chu Feng probed into it with his divine sense and quickly locked onto the direction of the Heavenly Realm.

He filled the flying boat's power array with a large number of spirit stones and placed his hands on the main control panel.

"set sail!"