Chapter 247: Trample the Proud, Steal the Goddess, Bully Your Beloved Goddess? That's My Job (4)
The always confident queen now found herself anxious and uneasy.
"You seem unhappy. Is it because his plan is going too well?"
Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted.
At the corner of the formation, the silver-haired Lady Yuqiong stood, eyes cold and probing.
"Of course not. I'm completely loyal to our master—you wound me with such accusations."
"I was just thinking: if these people are considered geniuses, then sects really have declined."
The Princess Consort smiled slightly, composed and graceful.
Aside from when facing Su Qing, this venomous beauty was the picture of regal poise.
Probably only the Empress herself could make this proud queen bow.
Yuqiong said nothing, her face expressionless as always.
She looked at the proud queen with eyes as sharp and cold as blades.
Back in the arena, the faces of many looked equally grim.
Whether from major or minor sects, from elders to sect masters, they could only watch helplessly.
Top to bottom, they felt utterly humiliated.
Those useless disciples getting stomped by one guy—they were supposed to be their pride!
Now they were nothing but a joke.
Even the Fist Overlord and Spear Overlord felt their faces burning with shame.
So what should they do now?
They couldn't exactly jump in and fight a junior head-on, right?
They cared too much about their reputations, their lofty status. No way they'd stoop that low.
No matter how pissed they were, just thinking of Su Qing's army held them back.
The once roaring arena had now fallen into dead silence.
"As today's final victor, I'll be taking her with me."
"Thanks for the support, everyone. Let's meet again soon."
With those words, Su Qing wrapped his arms around the goddess and calmly walked the way he came.
Wherever he passed, those geniuses put their hands on their weapons.
It looked like, at any moment, they might attack him en masse.
But Su Qing didn't seem to notice the glinting blades at all.
He wore a faint smile, his eyes never leaving the goddess in his arms.
"Oh, by the way. Her Majesty is merciful—you've got three more days."
"Three days from now, the divine army descends. By then, it'll be too late for regrets. I suggest you choose wisely."
As if remembering something, Su Qing looked up at the high platform, beaming.
That calm, carefree look was the same as when he'd arrived.
It was clear his words were aimed at the upper ranks of the various sects.
The sect masters looked grim, many showing obvious regret.
Before, when they'd been fence-sitters, they hadn't felt the court's strength.
They only dared oppose the court now because they'd witnessed the Heavenly Dao Sect's might.
The Heavenly Dao Sect's power and its great formation had given them confidence.
But the moment Su Qing appeared, that confidence shattered completely.
If the sect was really that flawless, how did he get in?
In an instant, all the morale the Heavenly Dao Leader had just stirred up vanished.
If they kept going like this, they were guaranteed to lose.
And yet... the three leaders said nothing.
They merely watched coldly, as if waiting for something—or wary of something.
This silence made everyone nervous.
Could it be... were there actually ambushers lying in wait?
Tension spread through the crowd. Instinctively, the people blocking Su Qing stepped aside.
Even as the two figures vanished from sight, none of the geniuses dared to stop them.
The atmosphere had dropped to freezing.
The pair returned directly to their residence in Floating Life City.
Along the way, they barely spoke. The mood was somber.
Once back in the room, Su Qing left to brew some tea, wanting to have a proper talk.
Ye Xueyi removed her veil, revealing her cold, peerless face.
"Xueyi, if you don't mind... can you tell me what happened to you?"
"You feel... different now. Strange, even."
Su Qing asked sincerely.
He studied the goddess in front of him, quietly amazed.
Her face hadn't changed, but her aura had grown colder, more ethereal.
If he had to describe it—maybe... divine?
Yeah, she looked even more beautiful now.
Ye Xueyi took a sip of tea and began to explain her recent experiences.
Aside from things she couldn't speak of, she told him everything.
Head lowered, her demeanor was cold and distant.
"So you've rebuilt your body. It's like the first time I met you all over again?"
Su Qing nodded thoughtfully after hearing her out.
"Yes. I've returned to being pure."
Ye Xueyi nodded. Her voice was calm and cold.
It felt like now that her body had returned to its former state, so had her feelings—reset to zero.
She wore a simple blue and white long dress, her blue hair cascading behind her.
Her fair skin and crimson eyes made for a striking contrast.
But those eyes held none of the gentleness they once had.
Dignified, icy—completely unapproachable.
"So now... you have other thoughts? You don't want our relationship to go back to what it was?"
Su Qing smiled faintly.
"Correct. I've come to my senses. I won't make the same mistake again!"
"You just want to seduce me with sweet words—I won't fall for it!"
"Let me go. And don't ever appear before me again!"
Ye Xueyi spoke righteously.
Cold, proud, distant—yet so very tempting to conquer.
Only she knew how painful those words were to say.
She couldn't explain, couldn't speak the truth.
She was bound by a vow—a magical seal placed by her master.
She couldn't tell anyone.
If she stayed here... he would be in danger!
This was a death trap, one laid just for him!
That's why she'd tried to distance herself—to keep him safe.
But... the other consciousness inside her body wouldn't give her that chance.