Chapter Seventy Heaven is my witness, earth is my proof, I divorce you!

  Jiang Ming snorted disdainfully and pretended to be mysterious.

  They all heard from Ling Yi that the Ling family had only prepared a tiger skin of a saber-toothed tiger.

  The leather of the nine-level Xuan beast, Sword-toothed Tiger, is precious, but compared to the dragon pearl of the carefully prepared Holy Domain's Xuan beast, Earth Poison Dragon, it's simply worlds apart. Even if Ling Tian takes it out, he can only humiliate himself!

  Ling Tian sat on his seat, watching Ling Wu Shuang walk out, and he was also somewhat embarrassed.

  He was remiss and had not anticipated that the Jiang family would make a big deal out of this, but Wú Shuāng definitely wasn't prepared either. For the time being, what could he come up with?

  Nan Gong Ye brushed his sleeve and lifted the wine jug in front of him, but his gaze fell on the delicate figure standing in the center of the grand hall, her expression serene and self-assured. His eyes clouded with a mixture of emotions.

  Feng Ju secretly glanced at Nan Gong Ye beside her, then raised her head to size up the white-clothed woman in front of her, her eyes deepening slightly.

  This is Ling Wushuang? But, compared to the rumors, it's quite different. Feng Qiurong's eyes had a hint of annoyance, she actually... was so outstanding, making her feel somewhat ashamed!

  Ling Wu's sleeve fluttered, and a wrist emerged from within. An object appeared out of thin air. "It seems everyone wants to see it, so let's take a closer look."

  With a slight smile, Ling Wushuang lifted it up with one hand, letting it be fully exposed in front of everyone.

  Irregularly-shaped white stones, like beautiful jade, set off her slender white hands, emitting a thin layer of soft light, faintly shining, with the color of moonlight, belonging to the introverted kind, not dazzling.

  "A piece of jade?"

  After everyone saw clearly, there was no great surprise. They thought it was something precious, but unexpectedly it was just a beautiful piece of jade.

  Moreover, the jade in Ling Wusuo's hand was only a few points better-looking than ordinary jade. Such things were abundant in the imperial family and couldn't be taken seriously.

  "This is..." Old Man Ling looked at the thing in Ling Wusuo's hand, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, couldn't help but mutter: "I seem to have seen it somewhere"

  Ling Er Tian furrowed his brow, but no matter what, he couldn't recall it.

  "Hahaha" Jiang Ming composed himself after a moment, barely avoiding bursting into loud laughter.

  He pointed at the thing in Ling Wusuo's hand, stifling a smile, his whole body shaking as if he had contracted sheep epilepsy, and sneered: "I thought the Ling family could bring out something, but it's just this broken jade"

  "Jiang Ming, you're being too presumptuous!" Nan Gong Qi's expression changed slightly, but it wasn't because of the thin gift sent by Ling Wu Shuang, rather it was Jiang Ming's lack of decorum, openly ridiculing the Ling family in public.

  The four major families quarreled in front of him, which made people all over the world wonder how to view Donglin.

  "The Ling family's gift is indeed unique." Jiang Guifei's words were laced with sarcasm, and while she looked down on it in her heart, she also detected Nan Gongqi's subtle anger, and quickly gave Jiang Ming a warning glance.

  The humiliation of Ling's family has been achieved, and it is time to stop. The envoys of the other three countries also questioned loudly.

  "Isn't this Ling family the number one great immortal clan in the Eastern Profound? Could it be that they really don't have anything to show for it?"

  "A piece of ordinary jade as a birthday gift for the imperial family, this..."

  "You don't know, but the Ling family has already declined"

  "It's just that, what First Xuan Master Family, it's all just superficial, I think, if we have another family ranking competition, I'm afraid they'll end up in last place"

  ……

  Listening to the whispers around him, Jiang Ming smiled complacently and only turned to walk towards his seat after achieving the effect he wanted.

  Ling Tian and Ling Moqiu exchanged a glance, looking at Ling Wushuang standing in the grand hall, that leisurely figure who seemed even a bit lazy, ignoring the ridicule of the crowd, as if he didn't see it. Wushuang must have something up his sleeve.

  Jiang Ming's face almost cramped from smiling, but just as he returned to his seat and before his butt even touched the stool, someone let out an excited loud shout: "Warm Nourishing Spirit Veins!"

  An old man with white hair and whiskers was so excited on his seat in the Northern Dipper's delegation that he almost fell out.

  He stared at the thing in Ling Wu's hand with wide eyes, pointing and stuttering: "No mistake, it's really the heavenly vein nurtured by heaven and earth!"

  The old man's words finally made the people around him certain that they had not misheard.

  Almost at the same time, everyone's gaze gathered on Ling Wushuang's hand, that fist-sized, seemingly ordinary jade stone above, unexpectedly, it was the extremely precious Warm Nourishing Spiritual Pulse.

  Nourishing the spiritual pulse, undoubtedly a favorite of heaven and earth, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, heavenly spirit, earthly pulse, none can be missing, after hundreds of years, only then can it gather to the size of a fingernail cover, in Ling Wu's hands, unexpectedly there is a fist-sized one!

  "What is this thing called 'warming the spiritual pulse'?" Some people present didn't even know what it was.

  That white-bearded old man, with an exceptionally vigorous spirit, couldn't help but lean forward a few degrees in the direction of Ling Wu Xiong, before opening his mouth to explain: "The Warm Nurturing Spiritual Pulse is a product of the convergence of the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth, one of the things with the most spiritual energy."

  "Don't look at this little girl's hand holding this small piece, it has to condense for thousands of years. If you soak it in a lake, then the surrounding area will all become a place where elixirs gather!"

  "What, this is so fierce!?" The people around, one after another, revealed expressions of disbelief.

  "It's not just that, if you put it by your side and under its nourishment, your lifespan will increase by at least ten years!" The old man with white beard was enchanted by his own words, and even exaggeratedly swallowed his saliva.

  If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid Chao Ling would have already pounced on him.

  "My god, this is simply a divine object!" The crowd's eyes turned bright red in an instant.

  Ling Wu's lips were slightly curved with a faint smile, from head to toe, his expression didn't change much, and he confirmed: "That's right, it's really the Warm Nurturing Spirit Pulse."

  With the Qingyu Valley Bangle, when she went to the Sunset Forest, she happened to find the warm spiritual bed of Qianli Qianteng and took it away. This piece was gnawed down by a certain greedy little thing that accidentally fell off.

  Ling Wushuang raised his hand and made a gentle gesture, smiling: "The Ling family presents a small stone, I hope Your Majesty won't despise it."

  The people around him spat out blood. Do you have to be so ruthless? Come on, they're not even embarrassed about it. Can't we also give them a small stone like this one?

  "Good, good, Ling's gift is the most to my heart, heavily rewarded." Nangong Qi patted his slightly bulging belly, overjoyed.

  The things that everyone sent just now made Nan Gong Qi satisfied and happy, but the thing that Ling Wu Xiang sent was what made his heart beat a few times faster!

  Ling Wushuang's thing, the preciousness of it goes without saying, far surpasses the other three. The most important thing is that this thing was sent to Nangong Qi's heart's desire, people in high positions fear short lives the most, otherwise, why would they like auspicious things?

  "No way, this...this!" Ling Jing Tian's hand, which was stroking his beard, froze in mid-air, his eyes wide with shock. "I didn't see it wrong, did I?"

  This thing, how is it so similar to his bed?

  Ling Lao Yezi blinked his eyes somewhat comically, and after confirming, he was thoroughly stunned. The other day, Wú Shuāng had mysteriously pried up his sandalwood bed, and then used this thing to fill it in. That big blockhead, could have been multiplied hundreds of times by Wú Shuāng's hands.

  But he heard something, this thing is actually a warm nourishment of the spiritual vein? He actually lies in a piece of placenta every day, no wonder he feels refreshed and energized every time he gets up!

  "Father?" Ling Moqiu saw that the old man was lost in thought and quietly pulled on his sleeve.

  "Cough..."

  Old Man Ling coughed softly and finally came back to his senses.

  This little rabbit, didn't even fart once, and yet he stuffed such a big treasure into his mouth!

  He was still complaining that the stone bed was too hard, and he wanted to throw it away. But then he thought about how his precious granddaughter had personally changed it for him, so he couldn't bear to get rid of it. He spread out several otter-fur mattresses on top of it before he felt comfortable.

  "Warming up the spiritual veins, the Ling family actually has such a good thing, this foundation, tsk tsk"

  "I told you, being adjacent to the First Xuan Master's family, they must have something going on"

  "If I had that piece of Tianling treasure too, I wouldn't have to go to those dangerous places to find it. Maybe one day I'll pay you a visit and see if there's any chance."

  However, if everyone knew that Ling Wushuang used this thing as a bed for the old man and was still rejected by Old Man Ling, he would probably be so angry that he wouldn't even have time to breathe and would die from anger on the spot.

  "Despicable, despicable!" Jiang Guifei saw Nan Gongqi laughing loudly beside her, almost biting his silver teeth to pieces.

  "...Warm nourishment of spiritual veins..." The faces of the Jiang family members were extremely unsightly, wanting to make things difficult for the Ling family, but instead they ended up humiliating themselves.

  "How could this be!" Jiang Ming, on the other hand, looked like he had swallowed a dead mouse, unable to swallow or spit it out, glaring viciously at Old Man Ling with a twisted face.

  Phoenix's eyes slightly dimmed, lightly biting her teeth, as if unwilling to accept.

  Nangong Yan raised his head and took a sip of wine, his handsome face calm and expressionless.

  In short, it's all about different people having different thoughts and calculations.

  "Ling Wushuang, today your gift has won my favor. Very well, I shall grant you one condition." Nangong Qi's words were laced with meaning, and he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Nangong Yan below, smiling as he shook his sleeve at Ling Wushuang, "Little girl, tell me, is there something you desire?"

  Nan Gong Qi Yue looked at Ling Wu Shuang and liked her more and more. If this little girl said she wanted to marry Ye Er, he would immediately grant their marriage.

  "What conditions can be met?" Ling Wu asked back, leaving Nan Gong Qi somewhat perplexed.

  "Haha, anything goes" Nangong Qi hesitated for a moment before throwing his head back and laughing loudly, "As long as I can do it, you're free to ask"

  Nan Gong Qi said while giving Nan Gong Ye a wink, after all, it's better for the daughter to take the initiative to mention such requests.

  Everyone suddenly understood what Nangong Qi meant, and the Emperor was trying to matchmake Ling Wushuang with Nangong Yan!

  "Your Majesty——" Concubine Jiang hesitated, her lips trembling as she struggled to speak.

  "You dare to interrupt me" Nangong Qi was already dissatisfied with Jiang Guifei's words and actions today, and at this time, he couldn't tolerate her interruption.

  Jiang Guifei pursed her crimson lips, her slender fingernails almost digging into her palm, unable to lash out at Nan Gongqi, she could only glare furiously at Ling Wushuang.

  This stinky girl had better have some self-awareness and not have any improper thoughts about her emperor.

  Feng Qi Gongzhu stood to one side, her face stiff and her heart racing wildly, almost tearing a handkerchief to shreds. What would she do if Ling Wushuang proposed marrying the Seventh Prince?

  Nangong Ye pursed his lips, thinking for a moment. Under Nangong Qi's constant hints, he finally stood up with a wave of his sleeve. However, before he could say anything, a clear and cold female voice rang out, "Then please, Your Majesty, dissolve the engagement between me and the Seventh Prince."

  This sentence echoed in everyone's mind for a long time before they reacted, but Nangong Ye was directly stiffened on the spot.

  Nan Gong Qi's face was also filled with disbelief, and he asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"

  "Then please, Your Majesty, dissolve the engagement between me and Seventh Prince." Not a single word was left out as Ling Wusuo repeated it once more, her tone indifferent, as if she were saying that the dinner menu wasn't bad.

  "Ling Wushuang!" Nangong Ye stepped out of his seat, his handsome face changing expressions constantly, with a mix of annoyance, shame, and anger. He took a few steps to reach her ear and gritted his teeth, saying: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

  He actually wanted to step back and voluntarily proposed to the emperor to grant him a marriage, this woman, is so ungrateful.

  "Nothing could be clearer." Ling Wu Xiang's expression didn't change.

  "A feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread from Nan Gong Yan's heart. This woman, who was not interested in anything, what did she want?"

  Nan Gong Qi looked slightly embarrassed, his eyes signaling Nan Gong Ye to calm down, then he turned to Ling Wu Shuang and said in a conciliatory tone: "Young man, don't let a little argument get out of hand."

  Ling Wushuang's smile was not quite a smile, "Your Majesty..."

  "Ling Wusuo!" Nan Gong Ye suddenly spoke out, interrupting Ling Wusuo's words, his handsome face somewhat gloomy.

  Although Nan Gong Ye was angry, he quickly calmed down and asked in a slow tone, "Ling Wu Shuang, do you dare to compete with me?"

  "Compare?" Ling Wu's eyebrows slightly raised.

  Nangong Ye stretched his waist, put his hands behind his back and sneered twice. "You're not fond of playing, are you? Well, this prince will play with you, personally compare with you, but I'm afraid you can't afford to lose."

  "Oh?" Ling Wu Xuan showed some interest, but didn't immediately agree.

  What's going on? The crowd was puzzled, what did the Seventh Prince want to do?

  Compared to the mysterious energy of riding beasts, although the seven princes' innate talents are outstanding, however, compared to Ling Wusuo this little pervert, it's still not enough, in terms of poetry and songs, with Ling Wusuo's deadly skills that can kill people without compensation, the poems he produces, the seven princes would definitely be left speechless and have to swallow their pride.

  After some thought, everyone else was also unclear what kind of medicine Nan Gong Yan was selling in his gourd.

  "Don't you dare?" Nangong Yan saw that Ling Wusuo hesitated slightly, and urged: "The losing side can propose any condition, including what you just said"

  Nangong Ye said that Ling Wushuang wanted to divorce, and he could still hear some unstable breathing.

  Ling Wushuang burst out laughing and shook his head slightly, taking a step forward with a faint smile: "Tell me, what do you want to compare?"

  "Suppress your Xuanli, we'll compare our skills with swords and external techniques. As long as you don't use Xuanqi or sword techniques, let's see who comes out on top." Nan Gong Ye gazed at the stunning girl in front of him, slightly tilting his head to one side, and said coldly, "However, this is just a suggestion. If you're not interested, we can forget about it."

  If he uses Xuan Qi, although he won't lose, the chances of winning are not high. However, if he doesn't use Xuan Qi, Ling Wu Shuang is absolutely no match for him!

  But for Nan Gong Ye, this is a must-win game. What he's worried about now is whether Ling Wu Shuang will agree or not.

  "Nan Gong Ye's words flashed through his mind, and Ji Yunyang had just taken a sip of tea, but couldn't hold it in, and suddenly spat it out, choking him into a series of coughs."

  He didn't mishear, did he? Nangong Yan is such a fool, has his brain rusted or something? He actually wants to compete with Wú Shuāng in external martial arts?

  What's wrong with him? He's really good... feel sorry for him!

  The last time they had a close combat with Wú Duō, it was just a casual spar, but he was beaten by Wú Duō to the point where he almost cried out for his parents. This was still considered light, and even if she didn't use her Xuanli (Mystic Power), all those things on her body were enough to make Nángōng Yàn eat a whole pot of them.

  But the crowd, unaware of the details, shook their heads one after another.

  On the Star Continent, people who cannot cultivate Xuan Qi are everywhere. These people usually choose to cultivate external skills, such as swordsmanship and martial arts, relying on speed and agility to win.

  There are swordsmen and warriors among them, but there are also those who can rival the masters of the mysterious school.

  Ling Wushuang's Xuanli has already reached the high-ranking Tianxuan, while the Seventh Prince is only at the middle level. If they were to fight directly, it would indeed be unfair, and who wins or loses wouldn't even need to be said. However, this test of Xuanli without using their full power is even more unfair to Ling Wushuang - her abilities are her own, why should she hold back?!

  "'One word is settled' Ling Wu Xiang continued to say, even Nan Gong Ye was somewhat surprised, 'When the time comes, wanting to renege on the debt won't be that easy'"

  "Alright, it's settled then." Listening to Ling Wusuo's slightly sarcastic tone, Nangong Yan felt a bit annoyed and even kindly reminded him: "You'd better think carefully about this."

  She actually dared to agree, don't blame him for not showing mercy then. Does she really want to cancel the engagement with him? He just doesn't want to fulfill her wishes, when he wins, he must make this woman kneel down and beg for forgiveness!

  "Is this all right? Has Lin Wu Shuang gone mad?"

  "It's just that she probably doesn't know, the Seventh Prince has been cultivating his Xuan Qi since childhood and is also proficient in various hidden weapons, knives, swords, clubs, and none of them are not excellent"

  Everyone was puzzled, if it were a comparison of mystical power, Ling Wusuo would have had a greater chance of winning, but if they were to put aside their mystical powers and compete in terms of martial arts skills, how could this weak woman possibly compare to Nan Gongyan, who had been practicing external skills since childhood?

  Ji Yunyang was actually holding back a smile, and poured herself a full cup, ready to watch the show.

  "Nan Gong Qi somewhat disapproved and hesitated for a moment before waving his hand, 'Stop at the crucial point, do not harm anyone.'"

  Outside the grand hall of the palace is a fairly spacious flat ground, paved with ink stone floor, and the moonlight pours down, like an open-air platform.

  Nan Gong Qi stood in the middle, with people from various countries and the Ling and Jiang families on either side. On the black stone floor in front of him, two figures faced each other, ready to fight at any moment.

  Nangong Ye's eyes were dim and uncertain, "Ling Wushuang, I'm giving you a last chance, take back what you just said"

  Even if it's about calling off the wedding, he should be the one to bring it up!

  "No need, you'd better worry about yourself." Ling Wushuang hooked his lips and smiled lightly.

  Nangong Ye suddenly flung his sleeve and said, "Then you, just watch closely!"

  As soon as the words fell, Nan Gong Ye suddenly disappeared on the spot!

  The lamp's shadow flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, surrounding Ling Wu Shuang. Several dark blue figures fluttered around, uncertain. Nan Gong Yan's figure moved quickly, really quickly, so fast that people couldn't tell whether it was the lamp's shadow or an illusion.

  Ling Wushuang stood lightly on the inkstone floor, her eyebrows slightly moving. This Nan Gongyan really had some skills, no wonder he was so arrogant.

  Suddenly, a pair of hands emerged from behind Ling Wusuo's back, in the shape of a knife, chopping towards her most vulnerable neck, with a fierce gust of wind, and everyone gasped in unison. This Seventh Prince was really going all out!

  But what was even more astonishing was that between the flash of lightning and the spark, Ling Wu's head dodged to the left with incredible agility, avoiding the attack. Then, she counterattacked, a dagger slipping out from her sleeve, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before slashing towards Nan Gongyan's neck!

  Nangong You's reaction was extremely fast, his long arm swung violently, striking Ling Wushuang's wrist and borrowing the force to jump out over a zhang.

  Two figures collided and quickly separated.

  After a few moves, Nan Gong Yan's feeling at this time could no longer be described as shocking. He was certain that Ling Wu Xiang had not used her divine power, in other words, she hadn't used her spiritual sense, yet she had still managed to fight him to a draw!

  How is this possible!

  Ji Yunyang shook her head secretly, this has just begun.

  "Ling Wushuang, you're quite capable." Nangong Yan gritted his teeth in secret, raised his hand and wiped it, the silver-white jade belt suddenly transformed into a sword light, which was pinched in his hand.

  "Silver Star Soft Sword!" Outside the arena, those with keen eyesight immediately recognized what was in Nangong Yan's hand, "It's the Silver Star Soft Sword."

  Silver Star Soft Sword, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, its preciousness is only slightly inferior to the Purple Wei Soft Sword, and it's actually in the hands of the Seventh Prince!

  Everyone understood, no wonder the Seventh Prince was so confident. With such a divine weapon to assist him, Nan Gong Yan was like a tiger with wings added, and Ling Wu Shuang became meat on the chopping board.

  "Come on, let me see what else you've got!" Nangong Yan pointed his sword at the sky, suddenly kicked the ground, and a piece of the floor shattered with a loud noise. Amidst the flashing lights of swords and knives, he stabbed towards Ling Wushuang.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up, and instead of retreating, she charged forward. Amidst the crowd's shock and palpitations, her legs sprinted rapidly, and astonishingly, she ran straight towards Nan Gongyan!

  Nangong Ye was slightly surprised, one hand defending and one hand attacking, handling it with great caution.

  When everyone thought the two were about to collide, Ling Wushuang lightly dodged to one side, almost brushing past Nan Gongyan's face, and with a rather cunning angle, stabbed at his vital point with the dagger in her hand!

  "What!" The person in front of him vanished in a flash, Nan Gong Ye's eyes narrowed slightly as he reacted, quickly leaning back, a chill ran down his spine, like cold water dripping on his body, almost brushing against his neck. At the same time, Nan Gong Ye's silver star soft sword curved and supported the ground, preventing him from falling unstably.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips lightly hooked, brushing past, close combat, only a fool would choose a sword.

  Ling Wushuang's delicate body, like a loach, clung tightly to Nangong Yan. Her slender arms moved swiftly, her dagger slicing, chopping, stabbing, and slashing in every direction, each attack heading towards Nangong Yan's unexpected blind spots.

  Nangong You retreated repeatedly, looking disheveled and embarrassed, but no matter what, he couldn't shake off Ling Wusuo's entanglement. Before long, his arms and chest were covered in colorful marks.

  "My god, such a fast speed" The people around, looked dazzled, almost no one could keep up with Ling Wu Shuang's movements, their eyes were about to spin.

  "Tsks" Ji Yun shook her head, not knowing what she had thrown into her mouth, and continued to chew on her own, still making "tsking" sounds, "It's really miserable".

  He knew that Nan Gong Ye had no choice but to be abused.

  "Shut up!" Jiang Guifei glared at Ji Yunyang with a ferocious expression, her imperial son would not lose.

  Ji Yunyang shrugged nonchalantly and rubbed her nose tip, "If you don't say it, then don't say it."

  I don't know if it's because I've been with Ling Wushuang for too long, or what other reason, but Ji Yunyang's innocent face is especially annoying.

  "Ah——!" someone cried out in surprise.

  "Pit——"

  The dagger and soft sword collided, emitting a crisp "ting" sound. Nangong Yan retreated in disarray, continuously backing away, and it wasn't until he stomped his foot on the inkstone floor that he managed to dissipate the unstable force.

  Due to anger, Nan Gong's ink-black eyes were tinged with a crimson hue, his chest heaving irregularly as he panted heavily. Meanwhile, Ling Wu Shuang was calm and composed, her agile body executing a backflip, one knee slightly bent, the dagger gliding across the black stone floor before landing lightly.

  "Is this what you call a weak woman?"

  Just who said that after Ling Wu Xiang shed his mysterious power, he's just a weak woman? This is simply a one-sided massacre! Or is it facing the Seventh Prince who has been practicing external skills since childhood.

  Nan Gong Ye's body hadn't fully stabilized when Ling Wu Xiang dropped down on one knee, not giving him any chance to catch his breath. He quickly gathered strength and with a nimble body, he sprang out, flipping his wrist, the dagger in his hand stabbing towards Nan Gong Ye's vitals.

  "Ah, you stop that!" Jiang Guifei suddenly shrieked, this woman actually dared to poison his imperial son!

  Ling Wushuang hummed a faint sound that was almost inaudible, but the thing in his hand didn't stop for a moment.

  The previous wave of attack had not yet caught its breath, and the next wave of attack followed closely. Nangong Yan struggled to dodge sideways, but Ling Wusuo's dagger stabbed empty air without stopping. With her slender hand grasping it, she made a light turn in mid-air, cutting out a beautiful arc, and immediately turned to slash at his neck!

  "Ah——" Concubine Jiang let out another cry of surprise.

  However, Nangong Yan barely dodged Ling Wushuang's attack, but because of her extremely fast speed, she accidentally knocked his hairpin jade crown off with a single slash.

  Nangong Yan's black long hair suddenly became disheveled! Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the Seventh Prince was at his wit's end.

  "Cough!" Nan Gong Ye slapped his palm on Ling Wu's double-handed block, borrowing the force to retreat, taking a step back to steady himself. His gaze was still fixed intently on the woman in front of him, whose expression remained calm and collected. He gritted his teeth and said: "Ling Wu, I won't lose! I, Nan Gong Ye, have never lost!"

  Nan Gong Yan's hand was propped against the ground, his chest heaving with turbulent blood energy. His jade crown was shattered, and his hair was disheveled and scattered, yet amidst the chaos, he did not appear disheveled. His handsome face was obscure and unclear, and his entire body had an elusive aura that was difficult to grasp.

  "Really?" Ling Wu Xuan was slightly surprised.

  At this time, he could still say such things, and she didn't think that Nan Gong Ye was just pretending to be strong.

  Feng Qi saw this situation, gritted her teeth, and finally stood up. She walked slowly to Nan Gong Ye's front and said, "Miss Wusong, let's spare each other since we can. We also agreed to stop at the crucial point during our duel earlier. I think it's enough like this."

  "Get out!" But unexpectedly, Feng Qiu's words provoked Nan Gong Ye's uncontrollable anger.

  Feng Qi's body stiffened, and she gazed at Nan Gong Ye with a hint of grievance, somewhat perplexed, "Seventh Prince..."

  "Get out" Nan Gong Ye's voice was even lower, his hands clenched into fists, making a cracking sound.

  Xī Yún Yáng looked at Fèng Qī with a somewhat amused expression, shaking her head in regret. This Princess Fèng Qī was indeed naively lovely. Nán Gōng Yān, who insisted on saving face, needed a woman to maintain his image at this time?

  This gloomy and ruthless Nan Gong Ye made Feng Qiu somewhat afraid, she lightly trembled, with tears in her eyes, and retreated.

  "I haven't lost yet..." Nan Gong Ye shook his deep blue robe, slowly standing up, his eyes staring straight at Ling Wu Shuang through the messy strands of hair on his forehead, "I may not win, but I will never lose."

  "Let's see what else you've got!" Ling Wu Shuang kicked off with one leg, and suddenly jumped up. In the dim light of the lamp, a silver glow flashed, and a dagger fell from the sky, stabbing straight at Nan Gong Ye's head!

  What's even more astonishing is that Nan Gong Ye stood still, his eyes fixed intently on Ling Wu Shuang, without moving an inch.

  Ling Wushuang's speed was extremely fast, the dagger reached his head in just a blink of an eye, but Nangong Yan still didn't move at all!

  "Ah——" Concubine Jiang let out a sharp cry, her eyes rolled back, and she was shocked to the point of almost fainting.

  "Ling Wushuang, please spare your subordinates." Nangong Qi saw that one seemed to have no intention of stopping, while the other seemed to have no intention of moving. He suddenly became anxious and his tone was more like a frightened and uneasy father.

  Only Ji Yunyang was calm, her eyes fixed intently on the almost imperceptible, sinister curve of Nan Gongyan's lips, as if it wasn't that simple.

  At the moment the dagger fell, Ling Wusuo still slightly turned aside, avoiding Nangong Yan's vital point on his forehead and stabbing towards his shoulder. However, after a crisp sound, her arm went numb, and the dagger was as if it had hit a solid object, and was directly bounced back!

  Ling Wushuang was taken aback, flipped over with a light spin, and landed on both feet.

  "What's going on?" The crowd was also shocked, Nan Gong Yan didn't move at all, but the dagger in Ling Wu Shuang's hand was suddenly knocked flying.

  "Ling Wushuang, I've said it before. Even if I don't win, I won't lose." Nangong Yan stepped forward slowly, surrounded by a faint, moonlit glow. On top of his head, at some unknown time, hung a pale moon-colored bead.

  In the warm glow of the lamp, delicate and round pearls release soft light.

  "It's a heavenly jade pearl!" someone exclaimed.

  Nangong Qi stared at the pearl hanging from Nangong Yan's head, his expression changing unpredictably, while Jiang Guifei, who had almost fainted, looked at this pearl and was so delighted that she almost cried out in surprise.

  The Celestial Jade Pearl, the national treasure of Donglin Country, was kept in the hands of the imperial ancestors. It also had another name, called Moonlight Guardian!

  The legendary Guardian Three-piece Set, once assembled, can be combined into a divine artifact. The Eastern Country Treasure, the Heaven-Dropped Jade Pearl, is one of them.

  Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but sigh, the moonlight guarding, is the treasure of Donglin country, but no one thought that it would be in the hands of Nan Gongyao, a mere prince.

  Nangong Yan's entire body was like the moonlight scattering down, a faint halo of light, as if descending from heaven, firmly protecting him within.

  The power of moonlight protection is in no way inferior to the absolute defense of the mysterious water iron turtle!

  "Ling Wusong, I haven't used my Xuanli yet, but now you can't hurt me, and I can move you." Nangong Yan took a slow step forward, walking towards Ling Wusong, and lightly laughed: "So, you lost."

  This won her over, although it was a bit unscrupulous. However, he only cared about the outcome, as long as Ling Wu Shuang lowered her proud head and begged for mercy from him!

  "This result, it's really..."

  Everyone did not expect that Nan Gong Ye's trump card would be so powerful, and they all shook their heads in dismay. Ling Wu Shuang was unprepared and could only admit defeat.

  "It's not necessarily so" Ji Yunyang stroked his chin, heh-heh sneered twice, and suddenly thought of something.

  Nangong Ye hadn't even caught his breath yet when he heard Ling Wusuo's faint voice, "Moonlight Guard? You're that confident?"

  Nan Gong Yan's eyebrows furrowed, the power of Ling Wu Shuang's Mountain Seal was something he had just witnessed, and whether or not it could break through the Moonlight Guard aside, even if it could, she would still be in the wrong for using Xuanli, and ultimately lose!

  Nangong Yan's lips curled up, and his smile hadn't fully dissipated when he saw Ling Wusuo slowly raise her hand. In her hand, a black weapon appeared out of thin air, with a deep, finger-thick hole at the tip, pointing directly at him.

  For some reason, looking at Ling Wushuang's mouth corner with an extremely strange arc, Nan Gongyan inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.

  "What is that?" The crowd stared at the thing in Ling Wu's hand, which was entirely black, like a crossbow but not a crossbow, like a bow but not a bow. It was clearly exquisitely crafted and no ordinary item.

  "Want to try?" Ling Wu Shuang raised one hand, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Nan Gong Yan, as if asking if he wanted to try this dish.

  Nan Gong Ye furrowed his brow, suppressing the panic in his heart, and coldly snorted: "Ling Wu Shuang, don't play dumb, this emperor doesn't have that much time to waste on you."

  "You're still the first test subject" Ling Wusuo suddenly didn't hesitate, her red lips curled up, and she leaped into the air with a loud shout. With the hand holding the Thousand Machine Crossbow, she swept it horizontally in mid-air, coldly shouting: "Thousand Machine Crossbow, Seven Star Linked Pearls!"

  A clear and melodious female voice rang out, like a silver screen suddenly shattering!

  A black sword blade slid out of the dark crossbow's muzzle, wrapped in cold wind, rapidly spinning and stabbing towards Nangong Yan, so fast that it seemed like just a flash of light on a dark night.

  Six dark lights chased out in a row, transformed into streams of shooting stars, spearheads pointing at Nan Gongyan!

  "Clang——"

  The first crisp sound arrived, the Moonlight Guardian was not broken, but Nan Gong Yan was shocked and his chest cavity's blood churned, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened in great shock - it was impossible! The Moonlight Guardian was an absolute defense, yet the force of the violent strike couldn't penetrate through!

  "Ding ding ding ding——"

  Several crisp sounds came in succession, like lightning striking.

  "Whoosh——"

  It was unknown how many times the sound of "ding" rang out, but after a loud crash, the moonlight halo surrounding Nan Gong Yao shattered into a thousand silver lights that scattered all over the ground. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared with the wind. The Tian Luo Pearl on his head also lost its spiritual connection and fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Ah——"

  Nangong Ye suddenly raised his head, letting out a mournful and piercing cry. His black hair danced in the air, scattering across his slightly twisted handsome face.

  The moonlight guarded the shattered, the last ray of light passed through his left arm, hooking out flesh and blood, and then suddenly plunged into the inkstone floor. The seven-inch-long arrowhead actually left a black spot in its original place, completely submerged within!

  Everyone gasped in shock, staring with their eyes wide open...

  This power, even if a saint's profound energy is concentrated throughout their body and thrown out, it's not necessarily achievable. What exactly is this black thing in Ling Wu's hand that has such terrifying might? It can even shatter the Moonlight Guardian with ease!

  "It's really good stuff, fortunately I'm clever and booked one" Ji Yunyang hehe smiled twice, such a good thing, how could he be left out?

  Nan Gong Ye's hands were planted firmly on the ground, his eyebrows furrowed in discontent. A jade bead had rolled to his feet, its silver light flashing faintly, like an ordinary pearl.

  Absolute Defense, can only be used once per day.

  "Sorry, I didn't use my Xuanli either, but it seems like you can't take a punch." A pair of long boots appeared in front of Nan Gongyan, Ling Wusuo still looked calm and harmless with a smile on his face, "So, you lose."

  Nangong Yan just said, Ling Wushuang's original sentence is returned intact.

  "Ling Wushuang, you win!" Nangong Yan suddenly withdrew his hands and burst out laughing.

  He slowly stood up, wiping the blood from his lips with his hand. With every move, he still had the nobility of a prince. He gazed at the woman in front of him, his expression extremely complex. "The sky will fall and jade pearls will be used as betrothal gifts, the earth will be covered with red wedding decorations for ten days, I will marry you."

  He never thought that the woman he had been searching for his whole life would be standing right in front of him. Perhaps he had understood this a long time ago, but was unwilling to admit it.

  Now he has humbled himself and put aside his status, this Ling Wu Shuang should also stop at a suitable point.

  "The Seventh Prince actually used the Heavenly Jade Pearl as a betrothal gift, a national treasure as a bet, and it's even a possible divine artifact" The result of the trial was unexpected, but Nan Gong Yan's decision left everyone stunned.

  Upon hearing Nangong Ye's words, Nangong Qi finally put his mind at ease and smiled to himself, seemingly very satisfied.

  "Have you forgotten the agreement before the trial?" The smile on Ling Wushuang's face suddenly made Nangong Yan feel a surge of powerlessness, and her next sentence left him stunned on the spot.

  The woman raised her hand and swung it fiercely, her eyes flashing with cold light, "Heaven is the witness, earth is the proof, today, I divorce you!"

  Everyone was shocked, did they hear it wrong?

  "Ling Wu Shuang!" Nan Gong Ye's fists suddenly clenched tightly.

  Ling Wushuang's face fell, his eyes narrowing between his brows, a cold glint hidden within, "This is my requirement."

  Words have weight and authority, no room for debate.

  Nan Gong Ye suddenly stopped in his tracks, frozen on the spot, as if he had suddenly come to a realization. She was really unwilling. The hesitation and uncertainty of these days, the pride that refused to back down, from start to finish, were all just him struggling alone!

  "So it was actually the seventh prince who was the one who had a crush on him"

  "Who told her face that Ling Wushuang has a crush on the Seventh Prince? Isn't this nonsense?"

  The people around, whispering to each other in hushed tones, secretly communicating with one another. Yun Qingchen looked at Nan Gongyan's somewhat dispirited and listless appearance, gritted his teeth, and he knew it would be this outcome.

  Everyone's expression was different, and in the air, a hoarse laugh came with the wind. "This little girl is not bad, has some skills, I've taken a liking to her, barely worthy of being paired with Ben Sheng's imperial grandson."

  Nangong Qi's heart skipped a beat as he heard these words, his face suddenly changed color and his expression became extremely respectful.

  Then, a figure appeared in the high hall, walking slowly towards the crowd. The remaining hair was white and sparse, with a slightly plump body and an imposing aura. The person walking beside him was surprisingly Li Tianyi, who had not shown his face until now.

  "The Ancestor" Nangong Ye saw that he had arrived and finally came back to his senses, his expression immediately becoming respectful.

  Ji Yun Yang was stunned for a moment before immediately reacting. The old ancestor of the Eastern Country, who was also Nan Gong Qi's father, had not died after all!