Volume 1 Chapter 17: Nan Gong Xue Lai's Departure

  As soon as the goddess entered his embrace, Yun Yijian felt a soft and delicate sensation, although Nangong Qilan's physical strength was already at its peak, but when he held her in his arms, he found that her body was as gentle as water and fragrant as orchids.

  Especially with both arms wrapped around her soft breasts, the softness made Yun Yijian unwilling to let go, and even pinched Xuanxuan's jade-like soft breasts.

  What kind of person is Nangong Qilan? Not to mention being held by someone, even touching her arm was something no man had ever done before. But after being pulled into Yun Yexian's embrace, she felt a sudden weakness all over her body and didn't even have the strength to resist. A jolt of electricity ran through her chest, almost making her cry out in surprise. Her cheeks were like red clouds, and her fingertips trembled wildly.

  "Let go!" said Nan Gong Qi Lan in a low voice.

  "Don't let go!"

  Yun Yijian's senses were clear and he was unwilling to let go, and at this time, letting go would be strange if Nan Gong Qilan didn't kill him in a fit of rage.

  "Let me go once again!"

  Nangong Qiblue's face turned red with anger and she said in a low tone.

  "I'd rather die than let go!"

  Yun Yijian seemed to have become a rascal, once again using force to hold Nan Gong Qiu Lan tightly, then poking his head into her fragrant shoulder, looking at the flattened high and proud twin peaks, taking a deep breath, and said in a state of intoxication, "So fragrant!"

  The unique quality of the Void Body emitted a special fragrance, making Nangong Qiblue want to struggle but unable to do so, yet also having an idea that he didn't want to leave his embrace. In his arms, there was always a feeling of ease, safety and comfort.

  "Damn it! What was I thinking?!" Nangong Qiblue felt a bit ashamed of her current state.

  "Yun Yijian, let go, stop fighting, I promise I won't force you again!" Nangong Qilan begged.

  "I'll never let go, but you're the one who made the first move!" Yun Yiqian refused her request without hesitation.

  Nangong Qiblue seemed to understand Yun Yijian's character very well, and knowing that being tough on him wouldn't work, she immediately lowered her tone and said, "Then what do you want? As long as you say it out loud, I can make sure to do everything exactly as you wish!"

  "Speak more sincerely, can Little Sword Brother die?!" Yun Yijian pretended to be elegant, but he didn't expect that in the grand Holy Princess Palace, he would suffer such humiliation.

  "You... Xiao Jian... Ge, what do you want to do? If someone sees me like this, how can I still hold my head up in the Holy Land?" Nangong Qie Lan was on the verge of tears. If she really lost, it would be understandable, but her current state made it impossible for her to use her meridians, let alone exert any strength.

  "Teach me your Heaven-Defying Palm! Hmm, and then promise me that you absolutely won't strike back at me for revenge, and I'll let go!" Yun Yijian said after considering it for a moment.

  "This is impossible, the Heaven-Defying Palm is a forbidden technique of the Nangong Cloud Peak Sacred Land, and it will never be passed down to anyone except for the personally taught disciples, the Holy Son and Daughter. If you learn it, the Sacred Land will definitely send people to kill you, no matter if you are a Void Body or not!" Nangong Qiblue refused without hesitation!

  "What's the point? My pulse techniques are all inherited from the Void Body, except for the Void Mystery and the Void War Clan's pulse techniques. Fighting with you has nothing to do with it, but fighting with others would expose me." Yun Tiandao said gloomily.

  Nangong Qilan sank into thought for a moment before saying, "Let go first, I'll teach you a Sect-level vein technique. At the very least, it can solve your current problem."

  "If I let you go, what if you hit me?" Yun Yijian frowned and asked, this can't be helped. This time, he was able to catch Nan Gong Qiu Lan, only because she didn't have such a ruthless fighting experience. Next time, there won't be such a good opportunity!

  "I swear on my Dao heart! As long as Yun Yī Jiàn releases me, I absolutely guarantee not to strike back in revenge. If I violate this oath, my Dao heart will be lost forever..." Nángōng Qǐlán's words and actions follow the law, stirring up the heavenly rules, and her oath is about to take effect.

  But Yun Yijian instantly turned Nangong Qilan over, covering her last oath with his mouth. The sweet toothpaste almost made Yun Yijian sink, and his tongue involuntarily went deeper into it.

  Nangong Qilan only had time to let out a soft "en" before she went limp in Yun Yicheng's arms.

  After a long time, Yun Yijian reluctantly moved his mouth away and said deeply, "How can I bear you to make such a heavy oath? What if you can't help but really move against me, wouldn't I be harming you for the rest of your life?"

  The vicissitudes of tone, combined with a melancholy face, instantly calmed Nan Gong Qi Lan's enraged heart.

  "This is the Liushui Pulse Technique, a superior pulse technique that uses water as its foundation. Cultivating it to the peak will make you a king among sects, but I won't force you to follow me to the South Palace Sacred Land. Farewell, we'll meet again as strangers!" Nan Gong Xue Lan felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, with a surge of bitterness rising up. She handed over a pulse technique manual and pulled out a silver-white wolf tooth from Yun Yi's sword hilt. The Shocking Cloud Wing struck the sky, heading straight for Ling Yuan City.

  Yun Yijian felt a pang in his heart, knowing he had gone too far today. Although Nangong Qiblue was overbearing, she had saved his life and taken care of him for half a month. A princess from the sacred land could do this much, showing that she truly cared about him.

  "Qinglan! Sorry, wait for me, I'll go to Zhongzhou with you!" Yun Yijian galloped past, the two figures flashing by in mid-air like lightning, swift as a thunderbolt.

  Nangong Qiblue accelerated to the extreme, all meridians opened, and the wheel of light rushed into the sky. She didn't want to look back, she suddenly didn't know how to treat Yunxi Sword again, her heart was in a mess.

  "Farewell, Void Clan! Farewell, Void Body! Farewell, Yun Yijian!" Nangong Qiblue muttered to himself, then suddenly bowed and rushed into Lingyuan City, grabbed Qinghuo and rushed up to the clouds again, disappearing from view in an instant.

  Watching the beauty's figure disappear into thin air, Yun Yijian's heart was like a knife being twisted, only blaming himself for being too reckless, why did he have to go and kiss her.

  "Qinglan, we will meet again someday! On that day, I'll make you surrender willingly!" Yun Yijian clenched his fist, his low and solemn tone sending shivers down the spine.

  Back in Lingyuan City, Situ Jun's face was dull and he could see that Nangong Qilan's face turned pale when she left. Now Yun Yijian had returned, his face even more gloomy, and Situ Jun couldn't help but feel terrified. A princess of a sacred land being humiliated in Lingyuan City would surely enrage the sacred land if they found out. For such an existence, Lingyuan City was just a small place that could be destroyed by sending just one elder.

  "Yun Gongzi, what's going on? Why..." Sito Jun could only ask in a low voice.

  "This matter has nothing to do with Lingyuan City, Lord Situ doesn't need to worry about it. Please prepare some loose silver for me, I'll return it to you later!" Yun Yijian explained helplessly.

  Nangong Qilan left, and Yun Yijian seemed to have no more excuses to stay here, so he could only return to Zi Xuan City.

  "Cloud Gongzi, please don't be polite, the silver doesn't have much use for me anymore. Consider this a meeting gift. If I see Princess Dianxia again, please put in a good word for me!" said Situ Jun, handing over a stack of silver notes.

  "Ah, thank you, City Master. When one receives a drop of kindness, they should repay it with a gushing spring!" Yun Yijian took the silver note and unfolded it, then flew up into the air once more on his Cloud Soaring Wing.

  In the sky, white clouds drift by, a blue sky with a soaring eagle swooping down to gaze at the earth. Clouds and swords suddenly realize that they are living in a prison, no matter how hard they try to fly, they can't escape the surrounding walls.

  Zixiao City, after more than ten days of rest and reconstruction, most streets and houses have been restored, but only a few deep gorges are difficult to erase, stretching for dozens of miles, passing through Zixiao City.

  At this moment, the autumn wind in Zixiao City is bleak and withered, as if everything wants to fall asleep. Only a few people are walking listlessly on the streets.

  Xiao family's grand courtyard, murderous intent soaring into the sky, awe-inspiring Purple Void City.