Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 285 - 5: The Emperor’s Jade Green Crown and the Unlucky Sect Leader Aunt (Part 2)

Chapter 285: Chapter 5: The Emperor’s Jade Green Crown and the Unlucky Sect Leader Aunt (Part 2)

Even if the spiritual fish in the lake cultivate for countless years, they cannot develop intelligence.

This is the exclusive fishing ground of the Royal Family’s ancient relics.

That’s what makes fishing interesting.

Chu Feiyu’s commotion attracted many nearby fishing enthusiasts, who all gathered around.

"What a big Mortal Dragon Loach, no, it should be called the Mortal Dragon Loach King!"

"Little Yu, your luck is pretty good!"

"Wow, you even caught a bonus, a crown comes with the catch!"

"Such a dazzling green crown!"

...

Chu Feiyu was carrying the Dust-Departing Dragon Loach King, his face originally full of happiness and pride, but upon hearing the last words, his expression turned green.

Damn it, dazzling green!?

Bad luck!

"This useless thing, whoever wants it can take it!"

"I’m going home to stew the fish!"

Chu Feiyu took off the jade crown from his head, threw it hard away, and fiercely carried the Mortal Dragon Loach King home.

He planned to skin and debone it, and eat its meat.

"What’s gotten into this kid today?"

An old man with a white beard looked confused, not understanding why Chu Feiyu was so angry after catching such a big fish.

"You don’t know?"

"Do you know Zhou Chen?"

A sleazy old man stepped forward, chuckling.

"Zhou Chen? The one recently making waves, who condensed a Dao Primordial Pill, has that special constitution, and can help women awaken their bloodlines, that monstrous little guy?"

The white-bearded old man lightly stroked his beard, evidently having heard of Zhou Chen.

"That’s right, it’s him!"

The sleazy old man winked and said sleazily:

"Isn’t Chu Feiyu’s main consort that girl from the Dongfang Family? The Dongfang Family is direct descendants of the Sword Emperor, you know!"

"Oh, so that’s it!"

The white-bearded old man suddenly understood, no wonder Chu Feiyu was so angry, turns out his woman ran away, leaving no place to vent his anger. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Especially with a green grassy field on his head!

He didn’t say anything about Dongfang Wan’Er being unfaithful.

He understood quite well the allure of the Emperor’s Bloodline.

His daughters and granddaughters all rushed to join.

Cultivating with Zhou Chen for a month would awaken the Emperor’s Bloodline, a blessing from heaven for a cultivator.

In this Secret Realm, even the lowest cultivation level is at the Peak of Divine Power Realm, with ages generally above a thousand years.

In their eyes, cultivating with Zhou Chen for a month is really no big deal.

The Divine Skill Realm has a lifespan of ten thousand years.

The Dharma Realm: fifty thousand years.

Kings: one hundred thousand.

Emperors: two hundred thousand.

The Great Emperor is even more terrifying, unrivaled in the mortal realm.

Each realm, no matter the battle power, the lifespan alone is hard to resist.

Once you awaken the Emperor’s Bloodline.

It’s equivalent to getting the key to the gates of the King Realm; who could refuse?

...

Bihua Palace.

"Empress, don’t turn back, it’s His Majesty Dust!"

Smelling Dongfang Wan’Er’s intoxicating and elegant fragrance, Zhou Chen rushed straight to the target, full and complete, irresistibly.

"Are you really His Majesty?"

Dongfang Wan’Er’s delicate body shook, as her fair little hand held Zhou Chen’s playful Lu Shan’s Claw, and asked suspiciously:

"His Majesty doesn’t seem to be up to task!"

She twisted her soft hips.

"Empress, Dust is indeed His Majesty, it’s just that Divine Techniques have fully matured, with distinct advantages; Empress will get used to it in time!"

Seeing the tender face so close, Zhou Chen couldn’t help but kiss it, his hand already ventured inside her skirt.

"No! You’re not His Majesty!"

Suddenly, Dongfang Wan’Er’s expression turned serious, her voice cold and authoritative, saying sternly:

"Audacious vile creature, daring to be disrespectful to this Palace, this Palace wants to decapitate you!"

"Empress, go ahead and decapitate me!"

Zhou Chen gripped Dongfang Wan’Er’s soft hand, placing it onto a particular spot.

"As they say, to die beneath the peony flower is a most romantic ghostly fate, even if Empress wishes to decapitate me, Dust considers dying at Empress’s hands a worthy fate!"

Zhou Chen took a deep cool breath, unable to deny that this four-hundred-eightieth-generation Empress truly knew how to handle men!

"Presumptuous! At death’s door, you still dare use a glib tongue, with crafty words and phrases; believe it or not, this Palace would destroy your entire clan!"

Dongfang Wan’Er’s phoenix eyes were deep and commanding, her whole being exuded an unapproachable noble sacredness, deterring any thoughts of disrespect.

Zhou Chen’s fingers twitched; Empress’s acting didn’t seem like acting at all.

"Empress, wouldn’t you rather not miss out on the Sword Emperor bloodline?"

Zhou Chen bit Dongfang Wan’Er’s crystalline earlobe, breathed warmly near her ear, and whispered like a devil.

"You... what do you intend?"

Dongfang Wan’Er shuddered, eyes showing panic.

"Empress, what do you think?"

Zhou Chen smiled, feeling even more exhilarated.

No wonder she’s the Empress.

She truly knows how to play.

"You’re really such a naughty little devil!"

Dongfang Wan’Er seemed to give up resistance, her face full of helplessness, half angry, half resentful.

"Dust is a little rascal, but Dust’s second brother is a remarkable man, unparalleled in the world!"

Zhou Chen looked proud, like Liu Bei being proud of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

"Who would have thought Empress has such grand aspirations, with a broad mind, yet so small it can’t even fit a finger!"

Zhou Chen marveled.

"You don’t have much breadth either, but you..."

Dongfang Wan’Er’s beautiful eyes glared fiercely at Zhou Chen, though her words were unfinished, Zhou Chen knew Empress’s meaning.

He may not have much breadth, but like Liu Bei, he has brothers unrivaled in the world!

"Empress, before Dust helps you awaken your bloodline, let’s give you a comprehensive examination first."

Zhou Chen scooped up Dongfang Wan’Er by her delicate legs, lifting her into a princess carry, her waterfall-like hair flying, cascading onto the carpeted floor.

Dongfang Wan’Er’s head rested on Zhou Chen’s strong arm, her beautiful eyes like water, gazing at Zhou Chen passionately.

That gaze could melt even the hardest steel into softness.

"Is this why Cao Cao loved other men’s wives?"

Zhou Chen sighed, unable to deny that compared to Dongfang Wan’Er, Princess Changyun Chu Si and Princess Golden Phoenix Chu Chan were far from capable in handling men.

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