My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Comforting Mu Yuyan with mere words wasn't enough, so Gu Lan didn't just stay idle. After a long while, when Mu Yuyan's cheeks were flushed, looking even more radiant than her dragon robes, he finally stopped.

Only then did the worry in Mu Yuyan's eyes fade.

"You're still teasing me at a time like this? It seems you really are confident, darling."

"Of course!" Gu Lan replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Mu Yuyan rolled her eyes at him, half-amused, half-exasperated.

After chatting for a bit longer, they decided to head to Lanyan Royal School. In the entire Earthly Realm, Tianqiong Mountain was the best place for undergoing tribulations. After the Main God Tribulation, the blessings bestowed upon Jing Nation would be even more widespread.

At this moment, the cultivators in the Capital City of Jing Nation were still fervently discussing the mysterious tribulation that had just appeared. Many wondered which great expert had triggered it.

Meanwhile, in a small, remote nation far from Jing Nation, strange phenomena appeared in the sky. These were the signs that only occurred when someone descended from the Lower Realm. The people of the area, unfamiliar with such events, assumed a deity had descended, and all immediately knelt in prayer, not daring to look up.

"So this barren land ended up costing me a Realm Breaker Talisman. Truly unlucky!"

"Holy Son, do not be careless! If Lanyan Royal School has achieved such heights, there must be something unique about this Earthly Realm. The elders spent great effort finding this realm's space node and gave us three Realm Breaker Talismans. We must proceed with caution."

"Caution? This broken place isn't worthy! If I reveal my status, even the Realm Ruler of Lanyan Royal School would come and treat me as an honored guest!"

"If not for the restrictions placed on cultivation in the Lower Realms—the stronger the cultivator, the greater the limitations—I'd bring a few Imperial Realm experts with me and easily flatten this realm!"

Two figures conversed as they swiftly descended toward a village. One of the villagers, peeking up at the sky in fear, quickly knelt down, terrified.

"Gods, have mercy! Gods, have mercy! I didn't mean to look!"

His fearful babbling startled the others, and soon the entire village was kneeling, trembling, and not daring to look up.

The two figures landed before the villagers. One was dressed in luxurious robes adorned with the finest magical treasures, exuding an air of arrogance. The other was more composed, but the look in his eyes as he gazed at the villagers was still one of superiority.

"Who here knows the location of Lanyan Royal School?"

"Anyone who knows, step forward, and you will be richly rewarded!" The calmer one spoke, his voice infused with true energy, spreading across the entire village.

The magical nature of his voice left the villagers even more terrified, lying prostrate on the ground, unable to move. None of them had any idea what or where Lanyan Royal School was.

"How strange. The language of this realm should be correct. Did I say something wrong?" The speaker began to doubt himself.

Beside him, the more distinguished figure grew impatient.

"Why waste time with these ants? Use Soul Searching on a few of them, and we'll have our answer. No need to dawdle!"

With a wave of his hand, the man in the fine robes unleashed a tremendous force, lifting a villager into the air.

"Ah! Ah!"

"Mercy, gods! Mercy!"

The villager was so terrified that his soul nearly left his body, begging desperately for mercy. But the one he pleaded with remained expressionless, exuding an icy indifference that chilled to the bone.

Another figure watched without intervening.

Just a mere mortal, their soul can't withstand the torment of a soul search. If he dies, then so be it—hardly worth any concern.

Had it not been for the elder's instructions to keep a low profile and focus solely on investigating Lanyan Royal School during this descent to the mortal realm, he would have chosen this very approach.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?"

A figure appeared, and it was none other than Mo Li, a disciple of Lanyan Royal School. He wasn't wearing his disciple robes at the moment, as he had just returned from the Immortal Realm to the Earthly Realm. After visiting the school, he had chosen to return to his homeland, a small nation.

Upon returning, he noticed the same phenomena of descent from the Lower Realm. Curious, he followed the signs and arrived just in time to witness this scene. To see two Saint Stage peak cultivators attacking a mortal and even preparing to use Soul Searching was a grave violation.

Without hesitation, Mo Li intervened.

"So there's actually a mid-stage Saint Stage cultivator here. Not bad for such a backwater place."

"We can't let him escape! Capture him, and we'll find out the location of Lanyan Royal School," the man in the luxurious robes said coolly.

He had heard of Lanyan Royal School's reputation in the Immortal Realm, but knew it only had one Divine Realm expert. Aside from that, the school didn't even have an Imperial Realm cultivator. The fact that they had won first place in the Great Competition of All Clans was laughable to him, especially since the Bright Clan had not participated in that competition.

It was clear to him that Lanyan Royal School had just gotten lucky.

The elder who had sent them to the Earthly Realm sought to seize the Destiny the school had earned, and he knew other powers in the Immortal Realm were also eyeing it. Now that the Realm Ruler of Lanyan Royal School was occupied at the Snow Clan's ancient site, the Earthly Realm was vulnerable. No one would miss this opportunity.

"Open the Gate of Life!"

"Activate Dunjia!"

Seeing the enemy move, Mo Li didn't hesitate. He immediately activated Qimen Dunjia, enveloping the entire village and opening the Gate of Life in front of the villager who had been captured. He himself entered a Dunjia state.

Boom!

The force of the attack was diverted, and Mo Li managed to avoid it. The villager, who had been about to fall into the enemy's hands, was transferred through the Gate of Life to another location, successfully rescued.

"Thank you, deity! Thank you!" the villager shouted in gratitude, hiding in a nearby haystack.

"Impressive technique!"

"Qimen Dunjia of the Daoist sects! This must be Lanyan Royal School disciple Mo Li—our luck couldn't be better!"

"I've sealed the space; he won't be able to escape!"

The man in the exquisite robe raised an eyebrow, and with a flash of light in his hand, he summoned a mirror artifact that instantly sealed off the surrounding ten miles of space. Yet, to his surprise, Mo Li's figure did not reappear within the enclosed area. The space lock had no effect on Mo Li's concealment.

Mo Li appeared beyond the ten-mile boundary, exiting his concealment technique. His face was pale, likely from the heavy energy drain of using the technique under the spatial lock.

"After him!"