Chapter 2939: Not What We Say

Chapter 2939: It Wasn't Us Who Said That

Under the watchful eyes of the two emperors, Yao Chi entered the highest peak of Piao Miao.

Oh, heavens above! They truly intend to torture Ye Chen to death. The child has already been sacrificed, and now the wife must follow.

The Sacred Body's path to becoming an emperor is indeed a tragic one.

In the void above, Yao Chi had already landed, silently gazing at the Emperor's Dao Gate.

For the first time, she was this close to it. The Sacred Body's Emperor's Dao Gate was even more imposing than she had imagined. Although it was an illusory gate, its pressure was far more terrifying than her own.

However, before she could approach, a figure slowly materialized before the Emperor's Dao Gate—a man in white robes with white hair and a white beard.

It was Ye Chen, who had awakened.

Or perhaps, her unintentional actions had triggered the restriction he had set, a restriction specifically for her.

"Ning Shuang, what are you doing here?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly.

"I'm just here to look at the Emperor's Dao Gate."

The female emperor lowered her eyes, subconsciously avoiding the Sacred Body's gaze.

"My little Jiu, when did you become so good at lying?" Ye Chen's smile was full of warmth. He had already retrieved a cloak and draped it over Yao Chi's shoulders. Emperors don't fear the cold, but husbands fear their wives catching a chill. "You didn't even say goodbye. Not obedient at all."

"Ye Chen."

"I've already lost Ye Fan. I don't want to lose his mother too." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse as he gently brushed aside a strand of his wife's hair, lightly caressing her sorrowful face.

The female emperor burst into tears, her eyes blurred with emotion.

"Silly girl, I'm not dead yet."

Ye Chen took the female emperor's hand and slowly led her down from Piao Miao.

She cried even harder, tears streaming down her face.

She understood Ye Chen well, but tonight's events made it seem as if her husband understood her even better. He had already calculated everything.

With Ye Chen guarding the gate, she could not enter the Emperor's Dao Gate.

Ye Chen's hand was so warm, and he would never let go.

During this time, he glanced once towards the Tian and Ming realms.

That glance made Ming Di's heart skip a beat and left Dao Zu feeling uneasy, as if a cold wind was blowing down their backs.

"It's not what we said."

Ming Di coughed dryly, not knowing why, but he was particularly afraid of that look in Ye Chen's eyes—calm to the point of being emotionless, utterly chilling.

Dao Zu's state of mind was much the same.

If one were to say which emperors throughout history were the most awkward, it would have to be these two. A single glance from the Sacred Body had them feeling on edge.

Ye Chen said nothing, slowly withdrawing his gaze.

The warning from that night—he had said it, and he would follow through. If it truly was something they had said, he wouldn't mind shattering the Tian and Ming realms.

Awkward!

The two emperors forced a laugh and didn't dare say another word.

Even so, they couldn't help but exchange a look: Look how timid you are.

In the end, it was just a joke.

Due to their missions, neither of them could die.

Due to her mission, Ruoxi could not die either.

If not for that mission, why would Yao Chi have to go? Any one of them would willingly be the moth drawn to the flame.

Not for any other reason, but solely for the Sacred Body to achieve the Dao and become an emperor.

Once the Sacred Body became an emperor, its existence would surpass that of the Ancient Heavenly Court Empress, and it would take her place as the one in the grand game. The Ancient Heavenly Court Empress would willingly become the pawn.

"Truly want to make a sacrifice? Tossing in the sixth one would be the most fitting."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

The mumbling between the two realms was only audible to the two emperors.

At the peak of Yu Nu Feng, two figures had appeared. Ye Chen sat quietly, with Yao Chi leaning against his shoulder, peacefully silent.

Their two silhouettes were bathed in the starlight and moonlight, also dusted with the passage of time. Yu Nu Feng would bear witness to this ancient romance.

But her original intention remained unchanged—she would still think about entering the Emperor's Dao Gate for the sacrifice. All she needed was an opportunity.

She had her resolve, and Ye Chen had his obsession.

In the following thirty years, he would be like a gatekeeper deity, steadfastly guarding the Emperor's Dao Gate until his final moments.

That night was calmer than expected.

In the early morning, before the sky was fully bright, the aroma of food wafted through the air.

The creaking of doors opening echoed one after another.

Ye Ling came out, and Xi Yan and the others followed, all rubbing their temples. Even now, their minds were still foggy, unable to recall what had happened the night before—everything was a blank.

After the meal, a group of fathers-in-law arrived again.

The atmosphere at that tea gathering was strangely tense. Whether it was Xuan Huang or Dao Huang, every one of them looked at Ye Chen with displeasure, like Bei Sheng's father, whose face was ominously dark.

Your skill at stealing brides must be inherited from your ancestors!

Ye Chen remained relatively composed, but in this situation, he truly felt overwhelmed. He had suppressed heavenly emperors, yet here with his fathers-in-law, he felt timid.

People like Bi You, Hao Tian Shi Yue, Nan Ming Yu Shu, and the others were resting their chins in their hands, watching from afar. Every time Ye Chen turned his head, he could see their fluttering beautiful eyes.

"Dad won't throw them out, will he?"

Ye Ling sat under an old tree, muttering quietly.

"It's possible."

Xi Yan chuckled mischievously, eager to see that scene.

Boom!

No sooner had she spoken than the group of fathers-in-law drinking tea were sent flying one by one, each with a bewildered expression.

It wasn't Ye Chen who threw them out, but some kind of force that knocked them away. Even someone as powerful as Xuan Huang nearly had his physical body destroyed, while those with weaker foundations, like Hao Tian Xuan Zhen, almost had their souls scatter on the spot.

Not only them, but the women watching from the side were also affected.

The only one who remained steady was the Dong Huang Nu Di.

The reason was that Ye Chen had changed form again. Without any warning, he had transformed into Xian Wu Di Zun. Those fathers-in-law, who were closest, had all suffered as a result. It was fortunate that Di Zun hadn't unleashed his full pressure; otherwise, they would have been wiped out on the spot.

"You're really something!"

Ming Di nearly choked, struggling to catch his breath.

Dao Zu in the heavenly realm couldn't help but clutch his chest.

At this critical moment, running into anyone would be fine, but not Di Zun. His manifestation wasn't the issue; the problem was that whenever he passively entered the cycle of reincarnation, Ye Chen would lose years of his life.

Now, Ye Chen only had thirty years left, not enough to lose anymore. Because of his lifespan, he could turn to dust in an instant.

Just as the two emperors were about to curse, another strange event occurred.

The still Xian Wu Di Zun, with his waterfall-like long hair, began turning snow white at a visible speed. His once straight back hunched slightly, and wrinkles appeared on his imperial visage.

"Replenishing lifespan?"

Ming Di paused, his eyes narrowing into slits.

"You're truly defying heaven."

Dao Zu murmured softly, his insight slightly deeper than Ming Di's, seeing it more clearly.

The lifespan Ye Chen had lost earlier from entering the cycle of reincarnation hadn't truly vanished; it had scattered to the first cycle, landing on Di Zun.

Now, it was being replenished back. Just how profound must his understanding of the cycle be?

Ming Di's words reached Yao Chi's ears. Though she didn't know exactly what had happened, she only knew that Di Zun had aged, and Ye Chen's lifespan would increase.

In other words, even if he entered the cycle of reincarnation, Ye Chen wouldn't age and die.

"Thank you... senior."

She whispered this in her heart, grateful to Di Zun. Because of his manifestation, Ye Chen could no longer stop her.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she stepped forward again, ascending to the highest peak of Piao Miao and once more standing before the Emperor's Dao Gate.

Yet, she still couldn't enter, for Xian Wu Di Zun had arrived. With a gentle palm strike, he sent her back down from Piao Miao.

Then, Di Zun stepped directly into the Emperor's Dao Gate.