Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 787: This Concubine Is…A Man

"Ah Zu, there are many eyes prying on you. I cannot act right now, or I won't be able to escape the notice of those old fogeys."

"Be careful in everything. Bring her into the Void Refining Space to see me; it can shield us from the secrets of heaven!"

A chilling, melodic voice resonated from the sword box.

This marked the first occasion Li Yaozu had heard Sister Fang speak with such intense vigilance.

The Heavenly Palace stood in resplendent glory, featuring jade pavilions and majestic towers that drifted through the clouds. It was the first time Li Yaozu had entered such a decadent place.

Standing beneath these Empyrean Walkways, adorned with intricate carvings and vibrant rafters, it felt as though any individual—regardless of status—was nothing more than a blade of grass.

Further ahead, the imperial carriage was stationed at the base of the jade stairs, attended by only a few people.

Crown Prince Sheng held Lin Wan as they moved back, his face contorted into a mask of pure ferocity.

"Crown Prince Sheng, I will give you 20 minutes."

Li Yaozu uttered these words softly, then shut his eyes to nourish his spirit right there in the Heavenly Palace, permitting the sharp winds of the high altitudes to lash against him.

Regarding the imperial majesty of the Heavenly Palace, he decided to adopt the mindset of "out of sight, out of mind."

If he didn't, the stifling aura of royal nobility might actually suppress his own momentum.

Li Yaozu remained indifferent to the events unfolding within the Imperial Capital, the dark schemes brewing in the shadows, or the ongoing power struggles.

His only knowledge was that during his travels with his sword, the Immortal Zhao Clan had stained their hands with the blood of his family's juniors.

He remembered the words of the Old Ancestor: the children of the Immortal-Martial lineage had wept tears of blood, and such a blood debt could only be repaid in blood.

...

"Void Refining... How can the Li family possess a Void Refining expert?!!"

Crown Prince Sheng was consumed by a state of total panic.

Li Yaozu remained motionless at the Heavenly Palace's edge, eyes closed to rest his spirit, yet the Void Refining aura radiating from him was as sharp as ice.

In a burst of terrified fury, the Prince bellowed, "Guards! Come! Come and kill him!"

"Where is the Heaven-Suppressing Department? Send them here to face this Crown Prince immediately!"

"This Crown Prince manages the court on behalf of the Father Emperor! Deliver my command! Guards!!!"

The dignified aura Crown Prince Sheng once held during his visit to the Merchant Li residence had completely vanished.

His long hair was now a tangled mess; even his white jade crown had tumbled to the floor during his outburst.

With his hair wild like a crazed demon, he screamed in every direction, gesturing frantically with his clothes in total disarray.

Even in this state, he kept his body positioned to protect Lin Wan behind him.

Enraged roars vibrated through the air.

Lin Wan, whose expression had been ghostly and hollow for a long time, shielded her face and sobbed uncontrollably.

She crawled toward Crown Prince Sheng, her purple dress tattered and messy.

The silk slid from her shoulder, exposing skin as cold as ice and bones like jade—a beauty capable of toppling an empire.

She gripped Crown Prince Sheng's thigh with desperation.

The Prince's frame shook violently, causing Lin Wan's fragile form to tremble along with him.

It seemed as if the shaking extracted every tear and every hidden grain of guilt from her heart, her piercing, mournful cry ringing through the Heavenly Palace.

The sound acted like a frozen blade cutting the air, causing Crown Prince Sheng to freeze in place.

The chill snapped the final string within him, draining the color from his face and leaving his bloodshot eyes vacant.

"Your Highness, this concubine is not named Lin Wan. This concubine is Zhao Wan. This concubine is..."

"A man!"

That high-pitched scream brought silence to heaven and earth. Atop the Heavenly Palace, even the sound of a needle hitting the floor would have been audible.

The freezing wind whipped against Li Yaozu's long robes repeatedly.

Over the following twenty minutes, it felt as if thunder rumbled through the Heavenly Palace, accompanied by the ceaseless weeping of Zhao Wan.

Li Yaozu adjusted the longsword in his grip.

The sound of metal rang from the sword box as his murderous intent surged at the perfect moment.

He struck out. Fissures appeared in the sky, and he stepped into the void above them.

Zhao Wan stood up slowly, his vision blurred by tears.

He gazed deeply at Crown Prince Sheng, who appeared to have lost his very soul.

Rising onto his toes, he brushed the Crown Prince's cheek. A flicker of agony passed through his eyes.

"Your Highness, every word this concubine spoke to you was the truth."

"This concubine truly wished to retreat to the mountains with you and live out the rest of our days."

"This concubine wanted to remain by your side for eternity."

"This concubine only wished... that I had been born a woman."

Crown Prince Sheng gave no sign of hearing him.

The sorrow in Zhao Wan's eyes intensified into a blood-red hue. His silk skirt and black gauze flailed in the wind as his spiritual power erupted.

He turned toward the spatial rift created by Li Yaozu and ascended into the heavens with unwavering determination.

He could feel the presence of Divine Souls from across the Azure Dynasty, powerful hermits observing from the distance.

However, Zhao Wan had no intention of fleeing.

Only through his death could he prevent the Li family and the corrupt nobles of the court from turning their weapons against His Highness.

...

The Void Refining Space was a realm of absolute darkness and bone-chilling frost.

This was the personal Void Refining Space of Li Yaozu, saturated with the infinite Rules of Ice.

A massive terror seemed to be imprisoned within this world of everlasting ice.

Li Yaozu stood upon the frozen ground, sword in hand. As he watched Zhao Wan enter the domain of his own free will, a hint of respect flickered in Li Yaozu's gaze.

Zhao Wan's eyes held no traces of hatred either.

Purple silk swirled around him as Void Refining spiritual power began to saturate Li Yaozu's Void Refining Space.

His Dharma Body was revealed to be a Rouge Skeleton.

Ding-a-ling.

A simple, ancient bell appeared in Zhao Wan's hand.

Li Yaozu felt his consciousness falter for a second, and his look became serious.

In the Void Refining realm, the use of Dharma Treasures reached a much higher level of power.

Having accumulated power for one hundred and sixty thousand years, Zhao Wan's capability was truly formidable; the moment he arrived, he had already deployed two Dharma Treasures designed to manipulate the mind.

Fierce flames erupted within the icy domain. However, these intense fires did not target the flesh; they consumed only the soul.

In an instant, Li Yaozu's expression shifted.

He had also triggered the "Void-Soul Exchanging Dao Technique".

While this Void Refining Space provided him with the Rules of Ice and Void Refining spiritual power, his Divine Soul was significantly weaker.

As Zhao Wan released his full might, the reality Li Yaozu saw became incredibly distorted.

Whether perceived through his Divine Soul or his own eyes, the Void Refining Space was suddenly filled with... a provocatively posing Fang Linglong—Sister Fang!

Her speech was crude and vulgar, her voice dripping with decadence.

Li Yaozu ground his teeth together, nearly losing his mental grip.

"You seductive man, how dare you attempt to deceive me!"

Meanwhile, inside the domain.

Zhao Wan continued to pour his power into the bell, shaking it relentlessly.

His Void Refining Daoist techniques had never once failed him before.

Noticing that Li Yaozu's strength was being rapidly overwhelmed by his own, he frowned immediately.

"You have Void Refining techniques but lack a Void Refining soul? And you think you can kill me with just that?!!"

Zhao Wan stared with rage, lunging forward.

The long nails on his hands shimmered with a deadly light as he clawed fiercely at Li Yaozu's chest.

His seductive arts had always been successful.

Forget Li Yaozu—a Void Refining cultivator with a flawed Divine Soul—even those ancient monsters with tens of thousands of years of cultivation couldn't resist the Seductive Dharma Bones and Void Refining Charm techniques he had perfected over a hundred thousand years!

"Kill!" Zhao Wan gave a raspy shout.

But in that heartbeat, his face changed. Behind the dazed and still Li Yaozu, black Qi erupted from the sword box.

Within this frozen Void Refining Space, it shot like a bolt into Li Yaozu's mouth and nose.

That aura caused Zhao Wan to feel an immediate terror that reached deep into his bones.

As a black light shimmered in Li Yaozu's eyes, a wave of black Qi exploded from his frame, and a massive force of spiritual power threw Zhao Wan backward!

Li Yaozu spoke, but the voice was that of a woman—frigid, sharp, and filled with fury:

"You think you can kill him with just this? Ah Zu, wake up! This seductive man may have great charm techniques, but his other skills are average. I will protect your mind!"

"You..." Zhao Wan was paralyzed by an unspeakable dread.

"A man's body with a woman's soul?!! You... what kind of monster are you?!!"

In that set of dark pupils, the left eye slowly cleared, emitting beams of cold light.

"Trickster Flashstrike!"