The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 5 - 5 5 Luotian Sacred Land

5: Chapter 5: Luotian Sacred Land?

As Zhou Youwei spoke, Zhao Yulong’s expression twisted into one of sheer ugliness. Was she implying that he failed to reach even the standard of Ye Xuan?

He remarked, “My wife speaks only the truth.”

At that exact moment, Ye Xuan, who had been settled in a meditative posture nearby, slowly raised his eyelids and offered Zhou Youwei a gentle smile.

“Ye Xuan!” Zhao Yulong’s complexion became increasingly hideous. Though murderous intent roiled within his heart, it was masked by a subtle, creeping fear.

“Yulong, Youwei has just regained consciousness. Let us set these matters aside until she is fully stabilized,” Jiang Jing intervened, attempting to pacify the situation. “Bingyi, take Yulong to rest in the Heavens Cloud Hall for the time being.”

Regardless of current tensions, Zhao Yulong remained the Saint Heir of the Luotian Sacred Land. An open confrontation would be a disaster for the Emperor Immortal Sect.

Zhou Bingyi rose to her feet, arched a brow, and signaled, “Follow me, Zhao Yulong.”

Zhao Yulong cast a lingering, reluctant glance toward Zhou Youwei. Just then, she turned her head to acknowledge Ye Xuan, her brilliant eyes alight with surprise at his sudden interjection. This display caused Zhao Yulong to clench his fists until his knuckles turned white, his teeth grinding audibly. Ultimately, he suppressed his rage, forcing a strained, ugly smile. “Youwei, get your rest. I shall return to visit you tomorrow.”

Before the words had finished leaving his lips, Ye Xuan’s voice drifted over with casual indifference: “Do not bother. My wife is under my protection now.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yulong’s face flushed a sickly liver-colored shade, his nails digging into his palms. He narrowed his eyes at Ye Xuan, his tone dangerously restrained as he whispered, “I truly hope you can maintain such arrogance indefinitely…”

With a sharp turn, he departed. Had he remained a moment longer, the sheer aggravation caused by Ye Xuan would surely have caused his blood to boil over.

“With such a temperament, it is clear he will never achieve any greatness,” Ye Xuan noted, shaking his head with a profound air, though he looked for all the world like a common charlatan.

Beside him, Wu Jingshan chuckled. “The Luotian Sacred Land boasts decent collective strength, but if one were to claim there were no shady dealings in the selection of Zhao Yulong as their Saint Heir, surely no one would believe it.”

As Zhao Yulong reached the threshold of the cave, his frame shuddered; he nearly coughed up a spray of blood as he fled the Mystic Ice Cave Mansion.

“Luotian Sacred Land? They are nothing more than chickens and dogs,” Ye Xuan muttered with a nonchalant smile, completely unfazed. Having never heard of this place, he assumed it was merely some obscure, backwater sect.

The Emperor Immortal Sect, by contrast, held significant importance to him. His dismissive tone left Wu Jingshan feeling somewhat awkward, and Jiang Jing wore a frown of disapproval. While she acknowledged he had saved her daughter, it gave him no license to belittle the Luotian Sacred Land, especially given their superior standing compared to the Emperor Immortal Sect.

Still, Jiang Jing held her tongue, mindful that without Ye Xuan, her daughter’s life might truly have ended.

“Youwei, how are you feeling?” Jiang Jing redirected the conversation.

Zhou Youwei shifted her focus, and after a careful inner assessment, her expression sparkled with delight and surprise. “I feel… wonderful. Better than I have ever felt.”

Could the fire poison that had plagued her for so long be completely eradicated? Without a moment’s delay, she turned to Elder Wu Jingshan and offered a respectful bow with hands clasped. “Thank you, Elder Wu, for saving my life. I am eternally in your debt.”

Her words left both Wu Jingshan and Jiang Jing momentarily stunned, followed by looks of profound embarrassment. Wu Jingshan waved his hands, crying out, “Youwei, you praise me too highly! It was not I who intervened; it was your husband, Mr. Ye Xuan.”

As he spoke, Wu Jingshan turned and bowed deeply toward Ye Xuan.

“Ye Xuan?” Zhou Youwei’s eyes grew wide, staring blankly at the man who was currently observing her with concern. Bingyi had mentioned it, and now even Elder Wu confirmed it—could it really be true?

They had been married a year; she knew his history better than anyone. He came from a remote, minor city in the Southern Domain, and since age eleven, he had been mentally impaired and unable to cultivate. Even if he had recovered his wits, it seemed impossible for him to be the one who purged her poison.

Ye Xuan shot her a disgruntled look and grumbled, “It breaks my heart that you would doubt me, my dear wife, after I have so kindly saved you.”

“Youwei, it really was Ye Xuan,” Jiang Jing added, offering testimony. Initially, she too had doubted, but the reality was undeniable. She carefully recounted the events, including the mention of Dual Souls, casting a curious, lingering look at Ye Xuan.

Having heard the full account, Zhou Youwei gazed at her husband as if she were seeing a stranger for the first time. The method was entirely beyond her comprehension, yet both her mother and Master Wu offered their validation. The truth was solid: Ye Xuan had, indeed, saved her.

A unique light flickered in her beautiful eyes, and she whispered softly, “Thank you, Ye Xuan.”

A smile touched Ye Xuan’s lips, his gaze softening as he replied, “Between us, there is no need for such thanks.”

During his time at the Emperor Immortal Sect, she was the only one who had treated him like family, always trying to restore his mind despite every effort failing—a kindness etched forever into his memory.

“Between us, there is no need for thanks…” she murmured. A faint smile graced her features, lighting up the Mystic Ice Cave Mansion and making the Ice Lotus in the nearby lake appear dim in comparison. She was breathtaking.

Even Ye Xuan found himself mesmerized for a moment. He had once bestowed his heart upon a beautiful and talented woman, only to be met with cold betrayal. That woman was the infamous Empress Changxi… and that treacherous Mu Yun! The memory of those two traitors kindled a flicker of murderous intent in his chest.

“Sir, about the matter we discussed previously…” Wu Jingshan rubbed his hands together, his tone revealing a nervous anticipation.

Ye Xuan snapped back to reality, glancing at the Elder. “Since you acted with the intention of saving my wife, I shall guide you.”

“The five major points—Heavenly Gate, Divine Palace, Giant Valley, Hundred Meetings, and Kunlun—all contain issues. You know the nature of these problems better than anyone.”

“The solution is simple. You must consume the Heavenly Spirit, Divine Entrance, and Light Soul elixirs. Combine these three for seven days, and you shall be purged of your infirmities.”

“Also, remember to spend more time in the sun. Stop hiding in dark, enclosed rooms,” Ye Xuan added casually.

The declaration left Jiang Jing and Zhou Youwei speechless. The medicinal names he cited were unheard of by common cultivators. From where did he acquire such secret knowledge?

Wu Jingshan, trembling with excitement, offered a respectful bow. “Thank you, Sir, for this prescription!”

“No need for gratitude. Just provide me with some Qi Condensing Pills,” Ye Xuan waved a hand, his focus shifting back to the importance of his Taoist Body.

“Eh? Qi Condensing Pills?!” Jiang Jing, Wu Jingshan, and Zhou Youwei were left completely stunned.

“Yes. As many as you can provide!” Wu Jingshan scrambled to retrieve a collection of jade bottles.

“One bottle is sufficient,” Ye Xuan said, taking only a single container before waving his hand. “Now, leave us. I have matters to discuss with my wife.”

“As you wish, Sir!” Wu Jingshan immediately pivoted and retreated with haste. Jiang Jing and Zhou Youwei followed, bidding him a respectful farewell.

This outcome left Zhou Youwei more incredulous than ever. Master Wu’s reaction was one thing, but how had her mother’s demeanor toward Ye Xuan become so remarkably gentle? In the past, her mother would have been scolding him without pause, yet now, at a simple command to leave, she obeyed without hesitation. It was truly bizarre.

She cast one last, confused look at Ye Xuan before departing.