The Legend of Futian

After the departure of the people from Emperor Xia’s Palace, Yaotai Enchanted Island returned to its former calm atmosphere.

On the enchanted island where Ye Futian had resided previously, a group of people had arrived. The person in front of the group was graceful and elegant, with stunning looks. The feminine charm she exuded was even greater than that of Yao Xi. Her glory was impossible to behold.

Moreover, judging her age from her appearance alone, she was just slightly older than Yao Xi. Her actual age was impossible to fathom.

This person was the mistress of Yaotai Divine Palace, the Holy Mother of the West.

Yao Xi looked up at the Holy Mother and called out with a smile, “Mother.”

“I remember that I told you once that the Heavenly Demon Song of the Six Desires can truly stoke human desire. Even if you could control a man’s emotions for a moment, and even if you succeeded, you could not possibly keep his heart. After all, they think of it as mere desire.” The Holy Mother of the West said to Yao Xi, “In the future, don’t do it again.”

“Was this the reason why mother lost to Queen Xiao?” Yao Xi smiled and said, “Mother cultivated in peace and was detached from matters of the heart with no more arguments, but did he pay more attention to you?”

“Xia Qingyuan was right. He asked me to go to the palace, and I refused because I wanted to cut off the past. It was my choice; there were no regrets. As Renhuang, he had his pride,” continued the Holy Mother of the West.

“But, he still can’t help but send people here today,” Yao Xi continued. “Mother lost to Queen Xiao once upon a time, but I won’t give up so easily.”

“Yao Xi,” Holy Mother of the West sighed and looked at her daughter, saying, “I’m afraid you will get pulled in deeper and deeper.”

Ye Futian could maintain such clarity under the magic of the Heavenly Demon Song of the Six Desires and his desire under control. He possessed such a reputation. Surely, he was no simple character.

Clearly, Emperor Xia had intentionally focused on training Ye Futian and did not oppose Ye Futian’s close relationship with Xia Qingyu.

In the future, it may be another him again.

Naturally, she did not want Yao Xi to repeat her mistake.

“Go see him at the palace when you get a chance. Since he gave you the title of ‘princess,’ it was a declaration to the world that he acknowledged you, so don’t keep on resenting him,” the Holy Mother continued.

Yao Xi smiled and said, “Fine.”

…

Although this year’s Yaotai Divine Feast was more like a comedy of error, the news still spread out rapidly, creating sensations in Emperor Xia’s Realm.

Emperor Xia had granted Yao Xi the title of “Princess Xi,” giving her the surname “Xia.”

Yao Xi’s real name was Xia Xi.

After all, she was the daughter of Emperor Xia.

Once, the Holy Mother of the West and Queen Xiao had competed for the title of the first beauty in Emperor Xia’s Realm, but they did not expect that there was such a story behind it.

Emperor Xia had lived up to his reputation as the emperor, having conquered the two most beautiful women in Emperor Xia’s Realm.

The Holy Mother of the West of Yaotai Divine Palace also belonged to Emperor Xia.

Many people admired and envied the emperor. His Majesty was nothing if he did not desire the most beautiful women in the world, despite his cultivation.

However, all most people could do was only use their imagination.

But, today, someone else had exhibited similar tendencies.

Ye Futian.

On the enchanted island of Yaotai Divine Palace, did something happen between Yao Xi and Ye Futian?

Xia Qingyuan, the Little Princess, actually came in person to pick up The One herself.

This…

What else could there be but envy?

Xia Qingyuan, Ye Futian, and the rest were traveling in the direction of the Emperor Xia’s Palace. On the way back, Xia Qingyuan remained silent and did not speak, but Xia Lun and Ye Futian were chatting rather delightfully.

The Black Wind Condor had been hiding behind Ye Futian, trembling, his mouth closed tight. He dared not speak any more nonsense.

He couldn’t afford to mess with her. He was still thinking, This she-devil wouldn’t really play for real, would she?

She was way too scary.

“Follow me to the palace.” When they had arrived at the center of Emperor Xia’s Realm, Xia Qingyuan turned her head and spoke to Ye Futian.

“Very well.” Ye Futian nodded and asked the people of the Cottage to return to the villa first.

As soon as the Black Wind Condor heard Ye Futian, he started sneaking toward the back, getting ready to slip away.

“Did I say that you could go?” Xia Qingyuan stopped and stared at the Black Wind Condor.

The wings of the Black Wind Condor stiffened. If this she-devil was displeased with the Master, why take it out on him?

He was only asking if the Master was happy or not, and she had a problem with that?

He turned, trembling, and said to Xia Qingyuan, “Whatever the Princess commands, little condor is at your service, through hell or high water.”

Ye Futian looked at the Black Wind Condor with contempt; this was as much resolve as this useless thing could muster.

“Then come to the palace with me,” Xia Qingyuan said.

The body of the Black Wind Condor stiffened even more. He looked to Ye Futian pitifully, and said in his head, “Master, help me.”

This she-devil was playing for real.

He could never go to the palace, not even if they killed him.

“The Princess asked you to go, so go! She won’t really roast you,” Ye Futian said with some despise.

The Black Wind Condor blinked and stole a glance at Xia Qingyuan again.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Xia Qingyuan said.

The Black Wind Condor’s hair stood up on his back, sensing murderous intent.

Ye Futian was at his wit’s end. He looked at Xia Qingyuan and said, “What angered the princess? What did the little Condor do?”

What angered her?

Xia Lun glanced at Ye Futian and silently turned in another direction.

Best not to get involved in this matter.

The others who were following them also stayed far away; they saw nothing and knew nothing.

“His eyes were disrespectful, can’t I punish him?” Xia Qingyuan asked, looking at Ye Futian.

“Then punish him, but there is no need for the Princess to terrorize him.” Ye Futian continued, “And since when did I become the Princess’s ‘person’?”

“My father—the Emperor—commanded you as my imperial bodyguard, is there a problem?” Xia Qingyuan said coldly, “I sent a messenger to tell you to go to the Golden Hall of the Lotus at the palace to cultivate. Why didn’t you go? If I hadn’t gone to Yaotai Divine Palace, were you planning on staying?”

Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyuan and said, “I don’t like restraint. If the Princess thinks I don’t obey orders, I will resign as the imperial bodyguard.”

“Do you think your resignation is up to you?” Xia Qingyuan’s voice was a little colder. She looked furious. She stared at Ye Futian and said, “I refuse your resignation.”

In the distance, Xia Lun and the others stayed out of the way, but couldn’t resist listening in.

This was war.

For as long as he had known her, Xia Lun had never seen his sister throw a tantrum.

Was this because she was antagonized?

When they left, Yao Xi’s words had a lot of hidden meaning.

On their way back, Ye Futian didn’t even offer any explanation?

Others who had followed Xia Qingyuan also felt it too. Though the Princess was mostly quiet, she was rarely angry.

Never mind on account of a mere imperial bodyguard, who dared to talk back to the Princess?

But only an idiot or moron dared to treat Ye Futian as a mere bodyguard.

Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyuan and said lightly, “Thank you, Princess, for coming to my rescue this time, but I could not possibly serve the princess forever. Perhaps, in a little while, I will inform Emperor Xia of my intention to travel and do the things I need to do.”

Xia Qingyuan was stunned for a moment. She looked at Ye Futian, then asked, “What things do you have to do?”

“Look for someone,” Ye Futian looked into the distance and said. When Xia Qingyuan heard what he had to say, suddenly, she was silent.

She, too, looked into the distance and said quietly, “Very well.”

As she was speaking, she continued forward, and everyone was a little bewildered.

What was happening?

Why did the whole thing suddenly come to an end?

“Master, can I go now?” the Black Wind Condor asked in voice transmission.

Ye Futian glanced at him, then stepped forward, leaving the poor Black Wind Condor to decide whether to follow him or not. Finally, he gritted his teeth and caught up to them.

Xia Lun and the others followed in doubt, bewilderment written all over their faces.

In the palace, the group retired to their respective quarters. Xia Qingyuan took Ye Futian somewhere. This was the palace above the ninth layer of heaven of Emperor Xia’s Palace, ethereal and ever sacred.

When Ye Futian saw that Xia Qingyuan had brought him here, he knew who wanted to see him.

In front of him, on the steps that disappeared into the mist, a figure stood quietly. It was as if he had been waiting for him.

“Go,” Xia Qingyuan said and left. Ye Futian walked forward and saw the figure turn around to look at him.

“Your Majesty.”

Ye Futian bowed to pay his respect. This was the first time he had met Emperor Xia in the truest sense.

At the earliest, he had seen the projection of Emperor Xia in the Lower World.

Now that he had seen the true body of Renhuang, although there was no discernible breath, it gave out a feeling of giant, akin to a god, similar to the impression that Emperor Li had given him.

Likewise, Emperor Xia was also sizing up Ye Futian. Although he had noticed Ye Futian for a long time, this was also the first time he had seen him up close.

This guy was audacious.

When he was in the Nine States of the Lower World, he had turned that world upside down, causing Emperor Xia to have to deal with the aftermath on his behalf.

Now in the Upper World, he was equally as bothersome.

“Did you touch Yao Xi?” Emperor Xia stared at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian shivered, but fortunately, he had not.

“No,” Ye Futian replied resolutely.

His voice had just drifted off when the feeling of the pressure on his body weakened. Emperor Xia stepped up and came to Ye Futian, patted him on the shoulder, saying, “It’s impossible for young men to behave themselves. When I was your age, I had many romantic adventures as well, but don’t be excessive, kid.”

“Ah…”

Ye Futian looked up at Emperor Xia, and blinked, revealing an innocent look.

Excessive?

He had no idea what that was supposed to mean.

Seeing Ye Futian’s innocent look, Emperor Xia wanted to give this guy a beating but thought better of it and stopped himself. Instead, he patted his shoulder again. “Between Qingyuan and Yao Xi, whichever one you like, as long as they are willing, I have no opinion on the matter. But if you go too far, I won’t spare you. ”

“…”

Ye Futian looked awkward and finally understood what Emperor Xia meant.

Since Yao Xi was also the daughter of Emperor Xia, then the Emperor had two daughters.

The excess that he was referring to was naturally…

This old man was a genius!