Chapter 578 508: Bullied by the Empress in Front of My Junior Sister, Don't Look at Me, Junior Sister Nangong

A few days later, in a remote section of the Primordial Mountain Range, within an Underground Palace that no Magical Treasure could detect.

Today was once again the day Pei Yuhang was summoned to serve the Empress.

The thought of the impending 'performance' made Pei Yuhang's heart sink.

'With my help, Junior Sister Nangong's injuries have now completely recovered… but I still haven't found a way to help her escape Ji Shenyun's control.

'And these last two days, she was sent out by Ji Shenyun on some secret mission. I hope she hasn't been forced to stand against the Dao Sect.'

'I can only submit to this Female Demon for a while longer... I will find an opportunity...'

Pei Yuhang repeated silently to himself.

He took a deep breath, concealed the emotion in his eyes, and strode to the entrance of the bedchamber.

Pushing open the gilded, carved doors, a crisp lotus fragrance washed over him. Inside the hall, clouds and mist swirled, and thirty-six Bronze Lotus Lamps moved without any wind, tracing profound trajectories through the void.

Pei Yuhang looked up to see a silver-haired beauty with a noble air floating above a Ninefold Jade Platform, surrounded by a seven-colored radiance.

Behind her, a black-gold Immortal Ring was faintly visible. The aura it emanated made Pei Yuhang's heart pound with fear.

This was definitely power that surpassed the Mahayana Stage.

'The legendary... Saint Realm?'

'After consuming and refining so much Pure Yang Essence, have this woman's injuries almost completely healed?

'She even feels stronger than when she attacked the Dao Sect...'

Pei Yuhang did not want Ji Shenyun to recover so quickly. This was bad news, both for him and for the Dao Sect.

But there was nothing to be done. It was all his fault for being a Pure Yang Holy Medicine, one of a kind in this world—not only of high quality, but also in an abundant and satisfying supply.

"You've come?"

The cold, clear voice seemed to descend from the nine heavens.

Sensing Pei Yuhang's arrival, Ji Shenyun slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

The various divine phenomena behind her also dissipated like smoke and clouds.

Seeing this, Pei Yuhang thought to himself, 'What's with the act, you vicious woman?'

'Didn't you know I was here long ago? You just wanted to show off your current power in front of me, a little power play to put me in my place!'

But despite his internal protests, Pei Yuhang appeared perfectly obedient on the surface and nodded.

"Your Majesty."

Hearing Pei Yuhang's respectful address, Ji Shenyun's red lips curved slightly, finding the sound exceptionally pleasant.

She knew, of course, that this steadfast Peng Sword Immortal had not truly submitted to her.

But seeing him intimidated by her power and putting on a false show of surrender still gave Ji Shenyun a thrill of conquest.

Ji Shenyun beckoned to Pei Yuhang with a finger, her voice teasing.

"My dear, come here~"

Pei Yuhang was silent for a moment before saying, "My apologies, Your Majesty. I'm not feeling well today. Besides, your injuries are almost fully healed..."

"Besides healing, am I not allowed to enjoy myself?"

Giving Pei Yuhang no right to refuse, Ji Shenyun stretched out a delicate hand and pulled him to her side, gathering him into her embrace.

Ji Shenyun was like a dissolute monarch, bewitched by the handsome features of the Demon Monarch, Pei Yuhang.

Her hand fumbled with his collar, her slender, pale little finger restlessly probing downward.

Pei Yuhang felt a tickle and couldn't help but twist his waist, only to be held even tighter by Ji Shenyun.

'This tyrant has certainly learned a few new tricks,' he thought. 'Not like at the beginning, when all she knew was brute force.'

Pei Yuhang couldn't resist this tyrant, either, so he could only close his eyes in resignation.

Just then—

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The crisp sound of knocking suddenly rang out. Pei Yuhang's eyes flew open, his dark pupils constricting abruptly.

In this deep Underground Palace, besides him and Ji Shenyun, there was only...

"Junior Sister Nangong?!"

Pei Yuhang instinctively tried to push himself up, but Ji Shenyun pressed him back down onto the bed.

The Empress's long fingers clamped around his wrist like iron pincers, the force so great he couldn't move.

He frowned, his voice cold as he spoke to Ji Shenyun. "What do you think you're doing? Don't forget our agreement. Junior Sister Nangong cannot know about our relationship."

The Empress, however, simply curled her lips into a lazy smile, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall onto Pei Yuhang's bare chest.

Her cool fingertips traced circles on his taut abs as she brought her red lips close to his ear. "Of course I know. You have your pride. You don't want word of this getting out."

"Then why are you..."

Before he could finish, Ji Shenyun snapped her fingers. A thick Spiritual Mist instantly rose from the cracks in the floor tiles, enveloping the entire bed in the blink of an eye.

"This way, your dear junior sister won't be able to see."

Ji Shenyun's red lips brushed against his earlobe, her breath warm and fragrant. "As long as... you don't make any strange noises~"

Pei Yuhang stared at the malicious amusement curving Ji Shenyun's lips and said with disgust, "Enough, Ji Shenyun! Isn't having me enough for you? Why do you have to play such a pointless game!"

"Because it's fun~"

"Also, your heartbeat... it's so loud. Be careful your junior sister doesn't hear it," Ji Shenyun whispered breathily in his ear, while her other hand suddenly snaked downward.

Pei Yuhang still wanted to resist, but at that moment, the door to the bedchamber was pushed open.

'Junior Sister Nangong... is in!'

Thanks to Ji Shenyun's wicked sense of humor, the Spiritual Mist was opaque from the outside, but Pei Yuhang could see Nangong Jin perfectly from within!

He watched helplessly as Nangong Jin's figure approached the Spiritual Mist.

The hem of his junior sister's plain white dress stirred the mist, carrying her familiar, cool aura.

'Don't come over... Don't look here, Junior Sister.'

Pei Yuhang bit down hard on his lower lip, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

He could feel Ji Shenyun's arms tightening around him mischievously, and... her cool fingers, deliberately roaming over his waist.