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The moment Ning Xuefei walked into the room, the air was immediately filled with a fragrant aroma. It turned out she had been born with a naturally alluring body fragrance. As her body matured, this fragrance grew richer and more enticing. Any man who smelled it would be intoxicated. She left a lingering scent wherever she went, a captivating aroma that put men at a great disadvantage when fighting her. Even outside of martial combat, the fragrance was always charming and fascinating.
When everyone saw the gorgeous Saintly Holy Empress appear at the entrance, despite being martial arts masters, none of them had detected the person outside. This showed just how supremely powerful the Holy Empress's martial arts were.
Ning Xuefei's graceful figure drifted into the hall. Her gorgeous face was proud and cold. Her beautiful eyes did not even glance at the people in the hall. Her slender waist twisted gently and bewitchingly. Her perky, firm, and round buttocks swayed with an enchanting rhythm, creating ripples of alluring, fair-white movements beneath the thin gauze dress. Her stockinged legs, in creamy-white high heels, crossed and swayed, appearing and disappearing from within the gauze skirt. The delicate, smooth flesh of her beautiful legs trembled with each step, her posture elegant and beautiful, yet extremely provocative.
All the men present were instantly captivated by this stunning beauty, and a faint look of lustful desire appeared on their faces. However, with the Devine Emperor present, none dared to be too obvious, and could only hide their lecherous thoughts.
The Holy Empress's sudden arrival left everyone wondering what her intentions were.
"What is it, Holy Empress? Do you have some thoughts?" Devine Emperor Wei Wuyin saw his charming, mature, and breathtakingly beautiful wife, and a complex expression appeared on his face.
The Holy Empress, Ning Xuefei, took graceful steps, gently twisting her waist and hips as she walked to the Devine Emperor's side. Her beautiful face was like frost. Her red lips parted slightly as she said coldly, "Shu'er left for the Immortal Palace from the Qiyan Palace five days ago. Accounting for travel time, she should have been back yesterday. Yet, there is still no sign of her. I believe that searching for Shu'er's whereabouts is the most urgent matter at hand."
Wei Yufeng's heart sank. He doted on this half-sister of his immensely, and hearing this news, he grew anxious.
The Devine Emperor also pondered for a moment before saying, "Although Shu'er's martial arts are not yet refined, she has been personally trained by you in the Heart-Nurturing Technique. Furthermore, she is accompanied by two highly skilled maids, Ajiao and Amei. She should be fine traveling the world. Young people are naturally playful. It's normal for them to be delayed for a few days if they encounter beautiful scenery or interesting things along the way."
Ning Xuefei's charming face showed no trace of emotion as she asked flatly, "So you're not planning to send someone to look for her? The Demon Cult's attack on the Qiyan Palace this time makes it impossible to guarantee they wouldn't target our loved ones beforehand."
The Devine Emperor's face darkened. He said in a deep voice, "How would the Demon Cult know of Shu'er's whereabouts? Besides, the Immortal Palace is currently preparing for war, and it may be difficult to spare any masters to search for her at the moment. I'm afraid that in a few days, Shu'er will grow tired of her fun and return to the palace on her own."
Wei Yufeng said at this moment, "Mother, why not let your son go and search for her? I know of some places in the mountains that my sister enjoys visiting. I can bring her back to the Immortal Palace sooner, to prevent her from easily encountering evil people outside."
As soon as he said this, Wei Yuming beside him couldn't help but anxiously tug at his sleeve.
Ning Xuefei narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, noncommittal. The Devine Emperor, however, scolded, "Nonsense! If I depart for the Qiyan Palace, you, as the heir, must remain in charge of the Immortal Palace to prevent any unforeseen changes. How can you leave at such a critical moment? Your sister has always been reckless, causing trouble everywhere. It's all my fault and the Holy Empress's for spoiling you two too much. That has lead to this!"
After being thoroughly berated, Wei Yufeng had no choice but to lower his head dejectedly. Wei Yuming beside him also showed a helpless expression.
At this point, Hu Hong of the Hundred Flowers Island said, "In my humble opinion, the Holy Empress's concern is not without reason. The Young Palace Mistress has always been doted on by everyone in the Immortal Palace. If she were to be captured by the Demon Cult, we would not only lose the initiative but our morale would be severely damaged. We must guard against this."
Wei Yufeng saw that Hu Hong was speaking up for him and the Holy Empress. Although he didn't like this somewhat effeminate handsome man, he felt a little grateful to him.
Ning Xuefei remained as cold as snow, saying calmly, "Feng'er cannot leave the Immortal Palace. Regardless of what the Devine Emperor decides, I have a bad premonition. Xiao Guang, you dispatch some Black Swordsmen to go down the mountain first to search for Shu'er's whereabouts. I will follow shortly."
The cold, middle-aged man named Xiao Guang nodded and bowed respectfully to the Holy Empress to accept the order.
The Devine Emperor said, "This arrangement is acceptable. As for the matter of going to the Qiyan Palace's aid, does the Holy Empress have any suggestions?"
Ning Xuefei said, "I have no objections. I only hope that the Devine Emperor will be cautious, quickly slay the enemy leader, and achieve a swift victory."
After that, the Devine Emperor gave some more instructions, and after the discussion, the meeting was adjourned and everyone left.
After everyone had withdrawn, Wei Yufeng was also preparing to take his leave, but the Devine Emperor held him back and called him over.
"Feng'er, has your martial arts improved recently?" The Devine Emperor stared at Wei Yufeng and said.
Wei Yufeng respectfully cupped his hands and said in a clear voice, "In reply to Father, your son has been training hard recently. I often spar with my brother Yuming, and have made considerable improvements."
Ning Xuefei's cool voice entered his ears: "Devine Emperor, I see that Feng'er's steps are steady today, his spirit is robust, and his internal energy has clearly increased significantly. He must have been diligently practicing martial arts these past few days."
Wei Yufeng watched Ning Xuefei stand gracefully by his father's side. Her fairy-like, jade-like face was pure and otherworldly. The thin, white gauze dress clung to her figure, and her jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall. Her charming, beautiful eyes cast a gentle gaze towards him, and his heart warmed. He knew that although the Holy Empress Ning Xuefei was his stepmother, she had raised him since he was a child and doted on him greatly, always speaking up for him when the Devine Emperor lectured him.
"Hmm, I hope you will live up to the responsibility of being the Immortal Palace's heir. Stop being so playful and frivolous like a child. The martial world is dangerous. After I leave for the Qiyan Palace, you must study and cultivate diligently. Do not be playful and neglect your duties," the Devine Emperor said sternly.
Wei Yufeng nodded repeatedly. At this moment, Ning Xuefei also said solemnly, "Feng'er, I am going to find your sister. There shouldn't be any major problems, so you don't need to worry. Stay in the Immortal Palace and cultivate diligently. Learn more from the elders and seniors."
Wei Yufeng looked at the Saintly Holy Empress's cold, peerlessly beautiful face and quickly bowed, saying, "Your son will definitely follow the teachings of the Devine Emperor and the Holy Empress and redouble his efforts!"
"Hmm, it's good that you have this mindset. You may go now," the Devine Emperor said with a wave of his hand. Wei Yufeng turned and met the Saintly Holy Empress's beautiful eyes for a moment, feeling an inexplicable flutter in his heart. He bowed and withdrew from the great hall.
"Xuefei, this time I go to face the enemy, I fear they are coming with great force. I always feel that the sky has been gloomy lately, and the heavens is behaving strangely. This time, only my personal intervention can resist them."
After everyone had left, only the Devine Emperor and the Saintly Holy Empress remained in the hall. The Devine Emperor said gently to his incomparably beautiful wife.
"Your Heaven-Shattering Great Art is invincible. I believe that even if the three great elders of the Demon Cult attack together, you can fight them all. If the situation becomes critical, I will also go to the Qiyan Palace soon."
Ning Xuefei walked slowly to the window at the side of the hall. The thin, white gauze dress swayed slightly in the wind, the tight hem outlining the flawless, full curve of her beautiful buttocks. Her rear was full and amazingly elastic, seeming as if it could tear the light gauze. Every step sent ripples through her perky flesh. She looked out at the majestic and magnificent Immortal Palace mountain range under the night sky. The Immortal Palace, shrouded in mist, was dotted with various candle and lamp lights. Its white bricks and golden walls glittered like stars, appearing exceptionally prosperous. Her jet-black hair was brushed by the night wind, her snowy, jade-like skin flowed with the radiance of the moon, and she exuded a faint, elegant musky fragrance. Her fairy-like grace intertwined with mature feminine charm, it was intoxicating.
She spoke softly, without looking at her husband, her beautiful eyes seemingly shrouded in a hazy mist.
The Devine Emperor walked to Ning Xuefei's side, inhaling her faint, pleasant body fragrance. His eyes fixed on his ethereal wife. The quiet breeze from the window blew past, scattering her black hair. Her entire being radiated a hazy, dreamy aura. Her crystal-clear, jade-like skin glowed with a rosy light. She was truly a fairy-like beauty, breathtakingly beautiful.
The Devine Emperor's heart stirred, and a scorching hot gaze appeared in his eyes. He said softly, "I knew you were anxious about Shu'er's safety just now, but in front of everyone, I couldn't place family matters above all else. In comparison, the overall situation of the Tianxing Immortal Palace is more important. This is also my way of stabilizing their hearts. Xuefei, you must not blame me."
Ning Xuefei remained unmoved, just quietly watching the scenery outside the window. Her beautiful brows slightly furrowed as she said, "What you consider important has nothing to do with me. In this life, I only want to take good care of Shu'er as she grows up. I have no other desires."
Looking at his wife's icy expression, the Devine Emperor sighed heavily. He moved closer to her tall, curvaceous figure, wanting to embrace her intimately. But Ning Xuefei's eyes flashed with a cold light. A thin blue mist, like an invisible shield, suddenly enveloped her body. The Devine Emperor's powerful body trembled as he was repelled by the blue shield, and the internal energy in his chest stagnated.
He knew his wife had activated the Immortal Palace's highest cultivation technique, the 'Xuanhua Divine Skill'. When this divine art was in activated, it protected the body and could greatly enhance one's power. It was the highest martial art of the Immortal Palace and the greatest asset that made Ning Xuefei the second most powerful martial artist in the world.
The Devine Emperor knew this was his wife's warning to him. He said with a wry smile, "Xuefei, we have been husband and wife for many years. Why must you..."
Before he could finish, Ning Xuefei lowered her head and said, "I am tired. I will rest for a while and then go find Shu'er. I only came to inform you."
With that, she bowed elegantly to the Devine Emperor and then left gracefully, her round, beautiful buttocks swaying with an enchanting rhythm. Her two stockinged legs crossed and swayed continuously within the thin, transparent gauze skirt. The pair of exquisitely carved high heels that encased her fair, delicate feet continuously made a rythmic "ta-ta-ta" sound on the ground.
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