At that moment, Er Hu suddenly shouted, “Holy Son of the Azure Spirit Holy Land, peerless in power, invincible in battle! Holy Son of the Azure Spirit Holy Land, boundless might, unmatched divine arts, limitless strength! Holy Son of the Azure Spirit Holy Land, boundless might, virtue as vast as the heavens and earth, unparalleled throughout time!”
Lin Ze kicked him angrily, “Er Hu, what the hell are you yelling for?!”
“Just hyping you up! Isn’t that what you meant?”
“When did I ever say that?”
Er Hu looked completely convinced, “Holy Son, stop pretending. I saw you raise your right hand. You told me before—whenever you raise your right hand, I have to start chanting the slogans!”
With that, Er Hu raised his fist and led over a hundred people to shout, “Holy Son of the Azure Spirit Holy Land, boundless might, invincible in battle!!”
“Oooh~ yeah!”
Once the chant ended, Er Hu waved his hand coolly. The next second, everyone went dead silent in perfect unison.
“Now, let us welcome our honorable and adorable Holy Son to come forward and give a speech. Applause! Clap until your hands break!”
Lin Ze rushed forward and yanked Er Hu aside. “What the hell are you doing?!”
“Look, Holy Son, they’re already in awe of you!” Er Hu said excitedly. “From now on, we can do whatever we want in Netherveil Palace—dominate men, charm women! Hahaha…”
Lin Ze kicked him hard, “Shut your damn mouth! If that crazy woman hears this, we’re both screwed!”
“Let’s go quick…”
You Yiran said coldly, “Did you just insult me?”
“You’re just a chick—wait, damn, wife?!”
A chilling voice came from behind. Lin Ze and Er Hu turned around trembling.
Standing before them was the Empress in a long black dress. Lin Ze broke into a cold sweat. She… probably didn’t hear what he said just now, right?
“Why are you here, my wife?”
You Yiran sneered, “With such a loud ruckus in the palace, I came to see what was going on. And the first thing I heard was you insulting me. Impressive, Lin Ze, you’ve really grown guts!”
She smacked Lin Ze hard on the head. “Talking bad about me behind my back? Saying ‘damn you’ too? How capable!”
Lin Ze clutched his head, “Ow, ow, ow…”
“Move aside!” You Yiran pushed Lin Ze behind her and asked the hundreds of disciples present, “What was that anomaly just now? Does anyone know?”
As soon as she asked, all the disciples turned their starry-eyed gazes toward Lin Ze and shouted, “Your Majesty! That phenomenon was caused by the Prince Consort refining pills!”
“He’s a genius alchemist! We saw it with our own eyes—he refined a legendary divine pill!”
“That’s right! I was right behind him. I saw the Prince Consort chanting some spiritual words, bounced a few times, then bam! Out popped a divine pill! Super casual!”
“The Prince Consort hid his skills well—he’s actually a top-level alchemy expert! We admire him immensely!”
“The Prince Consort is our role model!”
The Netherveil Palace Disciples all spoke at once, praising Lin Ze, eyes full of admiration. An alchemist capable of refining a divine pill was highly sought after no matter where on the continent they went!
Hearing this, You Yiran’s body trembled. “What? You’re saying Lin Ze refined a divine-grade pill?”
“Is this… for real?”
Even Shangguan Yi lost her usual composed demeanor and shouted, “Lin Ze, did you really refine the legendary divine-grade pill? Quick, let me see it!”
Lin Ze had no choice but to hand the pill to Shangguan Yi. Once she held it, her expression changed drastically, utterly shocked.
“What a pure medicinal power… this really is a divine-grade pill!”
“Heavens, I’ve seen a divine pill in my lifetime!”
“Lin Ze, are you really a genius?”
“Oh right, can I borrow this pill for a while to study it? It might help me break through and become a 1st-tier alchemist!”
Lin Ze waved his hand, “Auntie, you can have it.”
Joy appeared on Shangguan Yi’s face. “No wonder I’ve always liked you. So generous!”
“Auntie won’t take your gift for free—come to my room tonight, I’ll give you a reward!”
“Huh??”
Just as Lin Ze was about to ask what kind of reward, Ji Mingyun suddenly slid to his knees in front of him and clutched his leg, pleading, “Prince Consort, save my daughter! I’ll do anything—be your servant, your horse!”
Lin Ze was startled, “Elder Ji, what are you doing?”
Shangguan Yi explained, “Elder Ji, just place the divine pill on your daughter’s body for one incense stick of time. It’ll summon her missing soul.”
“Saving lives is more important—take it!”
After receiving the pill, Ji Mingyun repeatedly bowed to Lin Ze in gratitude.
You Yiran turned her head and looked at the smug Lin Ze, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “I never imagined you were a genius in alchemy too. Hiding your talents this long must’ve been difficult.”
Her lips curved slightly into a smile. She was genuinely intrigued by Lin Ze now.
First, his cultivation soared as if he had a Chaos Body. Now, he refined a divine pill and revealed himself to be a prodigy in alchemy. She really wanted to see what else this man was hiding.
Being stared at like that made Lin Ze feel a chill down his spine. “Wife, that look in your eyes… you’re not thinking of doing that thing again, are you? It’s broad daylight, and so many people are watching. Maybe don’t…”
“Shut up!” You Yiran gritted her teeth and immediately snapped at him.
Lin Ze instantly shut his mouth obediently. When his wife speaks, he listens. He was the model of a good man!
You Yiran said with a meaningful tone, “Tomorrow is the wedding ceremony. Many guests will attend. Be careful—don’t cause any trouble.”
You Yiran didn’t elaborate. She looked him up and down and said, “Later, I’ll have someone prepare your wedding attire.”
“You’re the best, wife!”
You Yiran sneered, “What? Not scared of my temper anymore?”
Lin Ze said with complete sincerity, “To me, you’re the gentlest woman in the world!”
“Rubbish! When I used to throw tantrums, you were still playing with mud!”
Though her tone was fierce, behind the black veil, a smile quietly tugged at the corner of her lips.
…
Abyss Demon Pavilion.
Lying in bed, You Xueyao simply turned over, and a dull pain rose between her legs. Her brows furrowed, and she cursed loudly, “Damn man! It’s been a whole day and it still hurts?!”
She got out of bed, walking with slightly spread legs—if not, she couldn’t even move properly.
“Lin Ze! I’ll kill you!”
Tears welled up in her eyes as she clenched her fists in fury. Last night was the nightmare of her life. Not only did she fail to catch her target, she ended up getting dragged into it herself.
There was no way You Xueyao would let such a humiliation go.
She turned to Nu Da, who was guarding the door, and ordered, “Tomorrow, have the Demon Sect representatives create a scene! Humiliate Lin Ze thoroughly—I want that dog couple to lose all face!”
“If we can make You Yiran angry enough to kill someone, I can seize the chance to command the demon race of Netherveil Continent and overthrow her in one move! Hahaha!”
Nu Da responded, “Uh… Mistress, what kind of humiliation are we talking about?”
“What do you suggest?”
“My suggestion is… that man looks like a pretty boy, probably weak in bed. We can use that as our angle…”
“You’re full of shit! That damned man isn’t weak?! He nearly killed me with his strength…!”
You Xueyao shouted in anger, but halfway through she realized she’d said too much. Seeing the shocked look on Nu Da’s face, she quickly regained her composure. “What I meant was… isn’t he known as a good-for-nothing?”
“Tomorrow, have all sects bring more young disciples. Use a sparring match as an excuse to crush Lin Ze. Best case—cripple him!”
“I’ll reward handsomely!”
Nu Da gave a thumbs-up immediately. “Understood! Mistress is brilliant!”
…
Meanwhile.
At Lin Ze’s residence, a sweet-looking girl arrived.
Ji Yun’er stood timidly at the door and said softly, “Prince Consort, thank you for saving me.”