The woman raised her head with great effort, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. After looking at Yang Xuan for a long time, she suddenly laughed.
"Do you know what you look like?" She said word by word, "Like a mad dog in a panic."
"Heh!" Yang Xuan laughed and shook his head, "Ten years to sharpen an axe, and the axe is gone. Your disciple has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, but he still doesn't understand what it means to be an immortal. As his master, you don't understand either. What a pity."
The woman climbed up and tried her best to sit back down on the stone bench. She smiled and said, "He is him, and I am me. I am only the guide of his cultivation. As for what he has achieved, what does that have to do with me?"
As she spoke, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand. Her beautiful face was a little pale.
Yang Xuan's eyes showed curiosity and asked, "How many years have you been cultivating?"
The woman did not answer. She took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped her hands.
"Your disciple claimed to have cultivated for a thousand years. I guess that might be a bluff. Discounting, it should be at least five hundred years. Then your age should be six or seven hundred years old. Tsk tsk, you really have a technique to retain your youth. "
The woman sneered and said, "What? The Overlord of the Immortal World, the Emperor of a generation, is also interested in my appearance? "
"I am interested in all beautiful things." Yang Xuan said lightly, "Of course, that includes your body."
The woman sneered, "In that case, why don't the Emperor and I use the sky as a blanket and the earth as a bed? Wouldn't it be great?"
Yang Xuan laughed involuntarily, "I have never seen a woman like you. Logically speaking, you are at least a few hundred years old, yet you are still so shameless. It is really strange in the Immortal World. If outsiders know the true face of the number one beauty of Penglai, known as Fairy Ling Yun, I am afraid their eyes will fall to the ground. "
The woman in white did not seem to hear Yang Xuan's words. She just sneered, "What? The Emperor doesn't dare? "
Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "Let's cut the crap. You just need to tell me where the last place where the dragon is, and I'll let you go. How about it?"
"Wishful thinking." The woman coldly laughed. "Even if I die, I won't tell you."
Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly, "Death is actually not the most terrifying thing in the world. You will find that some things are even more terrifying than death."
After saying that, he waved his hand slightly, and a crack suddenly appeared in space. A pair of old men about fifty or sixty years old fell out of the crack.
When the woman saw the faces of the two old men, her expression changed greatly.
"Bai Qi, you …"
When the two old men saw the woman, they immediately burst into tears. They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
"Mo Lingyun, how is it? Do you know these two?" Yang Xuan asked indifferently.
The woman in white, Mo Lingyun, did not say anything. She just stared at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan shook his head and sighed, "Mo Lingyun, I have to say that you are truly a rare genius in Penglai. The Lingyun Reincarnation Mantra that you created is truly a wondrous technique in Penglai. You managed to achieve the meaning of reincarnation with just a trace of thought. Genius, genius.
Mo Lingyun still did not say anything. However, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
"Mo Lingyun, you are only eighteen years old this year." Yang Xuan looked at her with a smile. He narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down. "Such a young and beautiful body. How about I do it with you in front of your parents?"
"How dare you?" Mo Lingyun shouted.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Yang Xuan laughed. His fingers moved slightly, and Mo Lingyun's blood-stained white dress was torn apart, revealing a young and charming body that was only in her underwear.
"Bai Qi, you will die a horrible death." Mo Lingyun finally panicked. She hugged her chest and cried out.
"Wuu wuu, wuu wuu!" Mo Lingyun's father suddenly crawled over and bit Yang Xuan's leg.
"Father, don't …" Mo Lingyun turned pale with fright.
Yang Xuan frowned slightly. With a slight movement of his leg, the old man flew back like a kite.
"Don't hurt him!" Mo Lingyun cried out.
The old man fell to the ground. After rolling, he lay on the ground. However, it seemed that he had only fallen and did not suffer any injuries.
"My patience is limited. Mo Lingyun, let me ask you. Where is the last place where the dragon is hidden?" Yang Xuan asked coldly.
Seeing that the old man was fine, Mo Lingyun sighed in relief. "Bai Qi, as long as you agree to one of my conditions, I will tell you where the dragon is hidden."
"Ha!" Yang Xuan laughed and then lightly stomped his foot.
"People have made conditions with me before," Yang Xuan said indifferently.
Puchi!
With a soft sound, Mo Lingyun's parents instantly exploded into a bloody mist.
"However, they are both dead." Yang Xuan flicked his finger. The last bit of cover on Mo Lingyun's body was torn apart, revealing her beautiful body.
"No one dares to make conditions with me, not even you." Yang Xuan waved his hand. The chains on Mo Lingyun's body automatically disappeared. Her entire body flew towards Yang Xuan.
"Bai Qi, I swear that even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go. I will haunt you for all eternity. I will curse you for all eternity. I will definitely tear you into pieces!" Mo Lingyun screamed. A huge amount of resentment soared into the sky.
"You won't have the chance," Yang Xuan said indifferently. He grabbed her neck.
Boom!
An enormous amount of mental power rushed into her body, instantly sending Mo Lingyun to hell.
Mo Lingyun felt as if she had been ruthlessly torn apart and pieced back together. The immense pain made her wonder if she had been torn into pieces.
All kinds of fantasies appeared in her mind. The immense spiritual power, accompanied by the pain from her body, caused cracks to appear on the defensive formation she had spent a long time building in her mind.
"No —" She cried out involuntarily. Ignoring the pain from her body, she bit the tip of her tongue and used all her strength to send the last bit of Yin Essence Energy into her mind.
Rumble!
Thunder and lightning appeared in her mind. The tight formation began to crack like water ripples. All kinds of enormous forces began to wreak havoc. Like a tide, wave after wave crashed into the depths of her mind.
She wanted to destroy her tightly protected memories.
This was what Yang Xuan was worried about. The reason why he had locked Mo Lingyun up and used all kinds of threats was because Mo Lingyun had sealed up a certain part of her memories. In a moment of crisis, she could use the Yin Essence Energy in her body to self-destruct.
But in the next moment, Yang Xuan's voice was transmitted into her mind through the thunder and lightning.
"Mo Lingyun, didn't you want to have a two-day break with me? Come on. "
"Ah … No —!!" Mo Lingyun screamed in panic. She struggled with all her might, trying to break free from Yang Xuan's control.
But all her efforts were in vain. Mo Lingyun suddenly fell silent when she felt a sensation that she had not felt for thousands of years coming from her lower body.
Then, tears welled up in her eyes.
The figure of a scholar appeared in her mind. He was calm and elegant.
"I'm sorry!" She muttered to herself. Then, she slowly closed her eyes.
The Yin Essence Energy flowed through a certain channel like a tide. The thunder and lightning in Mo Lingyun's mind gradually dissipated.
This was the only way to protect that part of her secret.
The protective array lost its support and fell apart in an instant, revealing a memory that she had been guarding closely.
"Hidden Dragon … Xuanyuan …?" Yang Xuan was lost for a moment.
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