Chapter 2 - 2: The Petty Prince, A Public Embarrassment

Zhao Yulong looked down upon Ye Xuan, speaking slowly and lightly, "I came here this time for two reasons: first, to see how Youwei is doing, and second, to see what kind of man Youwei's husband really is." "Although I didn't get to see Youwei, I must say, I am very disappointed after seeing you. With a good-for-nothing like you, how could you possibly make Youwei happy?" "You can only bring shame upon Youwei by letting others poke fun at her backbone!" Zhao Yulong watched Ye Xuan coldly, speaking unhurriedly, "Did you just say you wanted some Qi Condensing Pills? Here are ten Qi Condensing Pills. Take them and get lost from the Emperor Immortal Sect and never show your face again." As he spoke, Zhao Yulong took out a clean white Jade Bottle, his face wearing a slight sneer, and casually tossed it toward Ye Xuan. Whoosh! The clean white Jade Bottle flew over, appearing ordinary, but it actually concealed a force! This was meant to embarrass Ye Xuan! With a "snap," Ye Xuan steadily caught the clean white Jade Bottle and looked up at Zhao Yulong, his expression calm, "What does the matter between my wife and me have to do with you?" A glint of surprise flickered through Zhao Yulong's eyes, quickly disappearing, followed by a cold snort, "Youwei and I grew up together like childhood sweethearts. If it weren't for me being in seclusion, striking at the Prince realm that year, do you think you could stand here and talk to me?" Zhao Yulong turned around, giving a bow to Jiang Jing first, speaking with heartfelt sorrow, "Auntie, I am utterly disappointed in Youwei's husband. Youwei is the first Goddess of the Lie Tian Heavenly Country and also the Princess of the Emperor Immortal Sect. How could her husband be a good-for-nothing who can't cultivate? This is a waste of Youwei!" "I earnestly request Auntie to sweep this Ye Xuan out of the door and redeem Youwei's maiden purity!" Zhao Yulong said, each word deliberate. "Hehe..." Ye Xuan suddenly laughed. What he and Zhou Youwei are like, that's their own business, what right does this outsider Zhao Yulong have to make judgments? "Ye Xuan, who let you come out and make a fool of yourself? Get back to your kennel immediately!" However, before Ye Xuan could retort, his mother-in-law Jiang Jing suddenly turned cold, berating Ye Xuan. She had clearly instructed Bingyi to tell this fool not to go out and make a fool of himself, yet this fool had come out on his own, wasn't that just asking for ridicule? At the same time, she was also somewhat displeased with Zhao Yulong. No matter what, this was her family's business. Although she quite favored Zhao Yulong as a golden son-in-law, his actions were indeed overstepping. "Making a fool of oneself... Aren't you the one making a fool of yourself?" Ye Xuan looked askance at Jiang Jing, his expression still calm. During the year he had married into the Emperor Immortal Sect, mother-in-law Jiang Jing hadn't given him any good looks, and now, even better, she called him a dog in front of others? If it had been Ye Xuan from before, he might have stupidly gone back to his own room upon hearing Jiang Jing's words, but the Ye Xuan of now, with his Emperor Soul awakened, was no longer the fool he once was. He was the Undying Night Emperor who reigned supreme through the ages! "You dare talk back?" Jiang Jing's voice turned icy at once. "A mere good-for-nothing dares to talk back to auntie? Let me teach you a lesson, you piece of trash who doesn't know life from death!" Zhao Yulong laughed, his eyes squinting into slits, a hint of mockery shimmering within. Boom———— Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. A towering pressure burst forth from Zhao Yulong's body, like a tidal wave crashing down, bearing down on Ye Xuan! That was the true imposing presence of a Prince! Zhou Bingyi couldn't help but turn pale at the sight. Although she didn't like Zhao Yulong, she had to admit, this man was a true genius in cultivation. Now barely in his early twenties, he had already stepped into the realm of Princes. Such talent, within the entire Southern Domain, was indeed extraordinary. In contrast, Ye Xuan, who had reached sixteen, had not an ounce of cultivation, a pure mortal. How could a mortal withstand the existence of one at the Prince realm?! Subconsciously, Zhou Bingyi felt a trace of worry. "Yulong..." Jiang Jing's expression shifted slightly, not expecting Zhao Yulong to be so bold as to make a move on Ye Xuan right in front of her. However, soon after, Jiang Jing closed her mouth and didn't intervene; she had long wanted to give Ye Xuan a lesson, but had held back only because of her daughter Zhou Youwei. Now that Ye Xuan dared to talk back to her, it might be good to let Zhao Yulong teach him a lesson. But in the next moment, Jiang Jing and Zhou Bingyi, mother and daughter, were stunned by the scene unfolding before them. Boom———— With a loud noise, they saw Zhao Yulong's body suddenly flying backwards, smashing heavily against the wall of the palace, violently spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, slumping to the ground, his expression listless. And Ye Xuan, who in their eyes was merely a mortal, remained unscathed, instead watching Zhao Yulong, who had been sent flying, with a calm face. "Impossible!" Jiang Jing and Zhou Bingyi both exclaimed involuntarily, staring at Ye Xuan in disbelief. Zhao Yulong's expression was ferocious, staring fixedly at Ye Xuan, his heart violently shaken. At that moment, he had felt the threat of death. What kind of look was that?! Merely a glance had caused him serious injury! How could the rumored fool, the inept trash, be so formidable?! For a moment, Zhao Yulong's eyes became filled with fear and panic. Ye Xuan strode towards Zhao Yulong, looking down at him on the ground with calm eyes, and said unhurriedly, "A mere prince dares to be so arrogant and tyrannical?" "Hold on!" At that moment, Jiang Jing suddenly stepped between Ye Xuan and Zhao Yulong. Ye Xuan slightly furrowed his brows, looking at his mother-in-law Jiang Jing. "Ye Xuan, you must not injure anyone in the hall," Jiang Jing scolded. "Oh?" Ye Xuan said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Why didn't I see my esteemed mother-in-law display such swift moves just now?" "Yulong has not harmed you, so why did you injure him?" Jiang Jing asked coldly, clearly hearing the mockery in Ye Xuan's words. "Are you saying, my honored mother-in-law, that I should stand still and let Zhao Yulong injure me before I can retaliate?" Ye Xuan countered. Everyone present knew that he was but a mortal, possessing no cultivation whatsoever, and yet Zhao Yulong had released the power of a prince, clearly with the intention to kill. When Zhao Yulong used the prince's power, Jiang Jing did not intervene, which was a crime worthy of condemnation. Now that Ye Xuan had injured Zhao Yulong, Jiang Jing had directly blocked Ye Xuan. This behavior made Ye Xuan feel quite disgusted. If it were not for his soul returning to his body, possessing unparalleled soul power, the one fallen would not be Zhao Yulong, but him instead. "Is this Ye Xuan always so arrogant in Emperor Immortal Sect?" Zhao Yulong, having recovered somewhat, got up with some difficulty, his eyes hardened as he spoke. His words instantly made Jiang Jing feel even more irritated. Jiang Jing looked at Ye Xuan, her expression growing colder, "If you have any regard for me as your mother-in-law, then get out of here!" Ye Xuan, fearless, met Jiang Jing's gaze and said calmly, "Then I really don't hold you in any regard." Jiang Jing's expression stiffened; she had not expected Ye Xuan to be so unyielding today. Just as Jiang Jing was about to lose her temper, an elderly man hurriedly entered from outside the hall, his face anxious as he spoke, "Madam, there's terrible news!" "What's the matter, Uncle Lu?" Zhou Bingyi asked quickly. "What is it?" Jiang Jing's expression returned to calm as she shifted her gaze to the old man and asked softly. The old man had a solemn expression as he said, "I've just received news that the Princess encountered trouble during her secluded cultivation; she's currently in the Mystic Ice Cave Mansion." "What?!" Several people in the hall were startled. Youwei was in trouble? Ye Xuan's eyebrows slightly raised. "Madam, you should go check on her quickly," said the old man in a lowered voice. "Youwei, you can't be in trouble..." Jiang Jing was frantic, immediately setting off for the Mystic Ice Cave Mansion, the previous incident thrown to the back of her mind. "Take me with you," Ye Xuan said at that moment. However, Jiang Jing and Zhou Bingyi had already set off, and Zhao Yulong was one step late. He looked coldly at Ye Xuan and said, "Why bring along someone who's only good at talking back, a useless trash like you?" "Youwei is my wife," Ye Xuan said indifferently. Although he felt no real affection for this nominal wife of his, it didn't change the fact that he was indeed Zhou Youwei's husband. "You!" Zhao Yulong choked, his eyes turning cold, "Fine then, let's bring you along so Youwei can see your true colors!" At that moment, the man Zhou Bingyi called Uncle Lu, Lu Chengde, gave Ye Xuan a brief look, then signaled Zhao Yulong, "Young Master Zhao, please follow me." "Alright," Zhao Yulong didn't fuss and took the lead. As Ye Xuan was about to follow, Lu Chengde stopped him, saying calmly, "When did you leave your room?" "Guess," Ye Xuan said with a faint smile, a mysterious rune flashing in his eyes. Lu Chengde's body suddenly stiffened, and a similar mysterious rune appeared in his eyes. Following that, Lu Chengde stepped aside respectfully, making way for Ye Xuan, and said in a low voice, "Please, master..." As he left the great hall, Ye Xuan's complexion turned somewhat pale. He silently followed Zhao Yulong onto the flying boat and began to contemplate quietly. "Although this body of mine may be a Daoist Body, it still lacks cultivation. Using soul power consecutively places a large burden on the body..." "First, I'll see what's going on with my nominal wife."