My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

"It matters not even if you're destitute," Gu Lan replied with a gentle smile.

"Old Yang, attend to your duties," he added, dismissing the man.

"These three have crossed paths with me before," Gu Lan continued amicably, as he pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Inside the room, the envoy from the Demon Realm frowned upon hearing the commotion. "I already said we won't drink tea, so why—"

Before the envoy from the Demon Realm could finish his sentence, his expression shifted to one of displeasure as he caught sight of the newcomer. An icy chill enveloped his spine, and his words halted abruptly.

"Senior, I wasn't referring to you..." the envoy from the Demon Realm hastened to explain.

He hadn't anticipated Gu Lan's appearance to be so casual. Not even a hint of aura leaked from him, making him appear like an ordinary person devoid of any cultivation.

If it weren't for Gu Lan's resemblance to the expert who had slain a celestial envoy with a single sword that day, he wouldn't have believed they were the same person.

Gu Lan remained silent, settling himself in the main seat of the room. He lightly tapped the tabletop before speaking softly, "I need to return to spend time with my daughter, so I can only give you ten breaths."

"Explain your reasons for coming to my territory of Jing Nation."

Although Gu Lan's voice lacked any emotion, it sounded like a command from the depths of hell to the envoys of the three realms.

They felt an urgent need to speak quickly... this formidable figure's temper didn't seem forgiving. A strange thought simultaneously arose in their hearts: delay might provoke his anger...

In the instant, Gu Lan tapped the tabletop, a transparent barrier enveloped the room entirely.

A formation!

A spatial isolation formation!

The envoys from the three realms all paled at the sight.

With their strength, breaking this formation together wouldn't take much time... but they didn't realize that Gu Lan could likely slay them before they could break free.

"I... I am Niu Laosan, a ferry envoy from the Demon Realm."

"Since witnessing the senior's demeanor that day, I have been unable to forget..."

Niu Laosan was the first to speak up, explaining himself.

Within the Demon Realm, he was fearless. But the memory of Gu Lan's sword made him shudder. He still had many demon beauties to take home, and many more years to live, and he wasn't ready to die.

Gu Lan's expression remained unchanged at his words as he turned his gaze to the next envoy.

He picked up his teacup slowly, a faint furrow appearing on his brow. The envoys of the three realms felt a sudden tightness in their chests at his expression.

The envoy from the Demon Realm didn't dare let Niu Laosan speak any further nonsense. He pulled him aside with all his might and spoke rapidly.

"The ferry envoys from the Lower Realm have the task of ferrying talented cultivators. If we fail, we'll be punished upon returning to the Upper Realm."@@novelbin@@

"We've searched far and wide in the mortal realm, but the number of talented cultivators we found is insufficient. So, we've come to Jing Nation to continue our mission."

"But Jing Nation is where the senior cultivates secretly, and we dare not disturb."

"We heard today is the birthday of the little princess of Jing Nation, so we've prepared a modest gift... These are three sacred spells: the Soul Searching spell from the Netherworld, the Illusory Body Projection from the Demon Realm, and the Rock God Manifestation from the Demon Realm!"

As the envoy from the Demon Realm explained, he produced the three sacred spells.

Any one of these spells was incredibly precious. If word got out, countless cultivators would vie for them. Of course, they held some allure for Gu Lan, but it wasn't enough.

Seeing Gu Lan's indifference, the envoy from the Demon Realm panicked completely.

These three sacred spells were not ordinary spells; they were renowned secret techniques from the Netherworld and the Demon Realm, highly coveted even among sacred spells!

At that moment, they had no idea what else they could offer.

But if Gu Lan didn't agree, their trip to the mortal realm would likely be in vain...

Just then, the envoy from the Netherworld, who had remained silent until now, spoke up.

"Senior, we can set up the Ascension Nodes in the capital of Jing Nation, ferrying all the talented cultivators from the mortal realm here for ascension..."

"In this way, all the talented cultivators will flock to the Imperial Capital of Jing Nation."

"As long as the selected cultivators voluntarily ascend in the Imperial Capital of Jing Nation, we can gather Destiny, channeling the Destiny of the mortal realm invisibly into Jing Nation. This will make Jing Nation the foremost empire in this realm, forged by Destiny, immutable for eternity!"

As the envoy from the Netherworld explained, he stared intently at Gu Lan, making a final attempt with a hint of nervousness.

Just when he thought the negotiation might collapse, that the esteemed senior simply didn't care...

Gu Lan's gaze fell on each of the envoys in turn.

"Very well..."

"Very well?" The three were taken aback.

"But not good enough yet."

Gu Lan pursed his lips slightly, rising from his seat.

With those words, tension gripped the three envoys.

"Senior, I, Niu Laosan, never lie!"

"In front of the senior, I dare not utter a false word!"

As Gu Lan looked at him, all three envoys nodded vigorously in agreement.

Hearing their responses, Gu Lan smiled but said nothing.

He hadn't really intended to slay these three; he only sought to extract some benefits from them. Otherwise, he could have dispatched them along with Guan Yan.

These three before him clearly harbored no ill intentions, so letting them into Jing Nation wasn't out of the question. And if they did have other plans, he could slay them at any time. As for the forces behind them, he wasn't afraid.

Gu Lan simply didn't want trouble, but if it came knocking, he wasn't afraid of it either. After all, he had already offended one faction, the Blissful Immortal Palace; offending a few more was inconsequential.

Moreover, it wasn't easy for the Upper Realm to descend into the mortal realm. If it were that easy for the Lower Realm, the Blissful Immortal Palace would have already come knocking.

However, agreeing to these three individuals like this... was he being too lenient on them?

Gu Lan felt like he hadn't extracted enough benefits yet!

"Gu Lan, agree to their terms," Chiyang Saint Sovereign's voice suddenly rang out as Gu Lan was lost in thought.

"And the gathering of Destiny by the Empire benefits not only the Empress of Jing Nation but also the cultivation of your future descendants!"

"And these ferry envoys from the Demon Realm, they are of the Bull Demon Clan. In my memory, the predecessor of that demonic soul once had a relationship with the chief of this clan, so his words are indeed true."

"This time, as the ferry envoys bring Lower Realm cultivators for ascension, I can take this opportunity to go to the Demon Realm."

"With the remnants of the demonic soul's memories, I can truly thrive there!"

"Moreover, in the memories of the demonic soul, his clan is not an insignificant force in the Demon Realm. I also seek vengeance; for four thousand years, I've endured the suffering of imprisonment because of its deceit..."

Listening to Chiyang Saint Sovereign's impassioned words, Gu Lan's gaze fell upon Niu Laosan.

He could sense that Chiyang Saint Sovereign's sudden decision wasn't impulsive; going to the Demon Realm for cultivation and revenge had likely been his plan for some time.

He couldn't keep Chiyang Saint Sovereign in a coffin and carry him around for the rest of his life. That would be too selfish...

Besides, the Saint Sovereign had already helped him significantly, and staying by his side wouldn't offer much room for growth for either of them. Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire

"I can agree to you setting up Ascension Nodes in Jing Nation's territory."

"However, you must understand the consequences if any issues arise during this period..."

Gu Lan's clear eyes flickered as he spoke lightly.

"Yes, yes!"

"We will never harm a single thread of the people of Jing Nation!"

"..."