Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 133: Walking on Thin Ice, Niu Hulu Ruyu
A demonic fire talisman rose into the air, emitting thousands of rays of light and shrouding a vast expanse of white mist. The layers of flames quickly spread out, sealing the temple.

The moonlight was shining across the sky. Yan Ming's black hair had grown a lot longer and fell to his waist, making him look thinner. However, his temperament was outstanding. He looked into life and death and exuded the pressure brought by the destruction of all the saints. Even though he was restrained, he was still extraordinary.

"The breath of the Emperor's heart."

His eyes were clear, and with an elusive smile on his face, his gaze fell on the chest of the palace-dressed beauty. He said to himself, "At this rate, in a few years, it should be comparable to the tenth generation of Emperor Blood."

"Meet the saint."

Yan Ruyu's cheeks flushed slightly, she slowly stood up and bowed gracefully. The dress she wore was retro and complicated. Even without the outer cover, it still had a slender skirt. If an unfamiliar person came, they would definitely make mistakes in a hurry, but she seemed to be at ease, and her every move showed court etiquette.

Yan Ming stared at the smooth jade-like shoulders and the tilted bra, then turned to the cold and beautiful face, and inexplicably thought of the Emperor's son.

In the whole world, only the other person's appearance can slightly suppress this woman.

Others, such as the charming An Miaoyi and the moving Yi Qingwu, although they are all the rage in the world, can only be said to have their own merits. Yan Ruyu's face is too perfect, and only the combination of the spirit of the fairyland and the legitimate son of the emperor can barely surpass her.

"Unfortunately, on the road, there is only strength and weakness, not beauty. No matter how stunning and charming one is, if defeated, all that's left is a pool of blood."

Yan Ming talked to himself, without any restraint, and sat calmly in the main seat, his mind empty, and he fell into a state of ancient sages.

Yan Ruyu wore a social smile on her face. She stretched out her slender fingers, picked up the purple clay teapot, and poured tea for the 'distinguished guest' in front of her.

"Have you had any difficulties these days? How are you and your relatives and friends doing?" Yan Ming carried forward the fundamental principle of condolences and directly greeted Yan Ruyu's family.

"To reply to the Saint, everything is fine."

"What about you?"

"...That's fine."

The two of them had a superficial relationship, like strangers who were acquaintances, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"That's good."

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips slightly, feeling that everything in front of her was a bit humorous. Who would ask such a question?

But when she thought about it carefully, she realized that her life had indeed changed dramatically since she took root in the Holy Cliff.

The statue of the Green Emperor was invited into the Shengya Ancestral Temple and was ranked as one of the nine emperors who presided over the ceremony. The Chaos Green Lotus also became one of the supreme sacred objects in the Central Region.

There are also Ziwei creatures who often travel between the two star fields, and make special trips to the Qinglian Realm to pay homage. They are respectful and offer many offerings.

This feeling is very wonderful, as if a mortal established a dynasty, and I, as a follower, was granted the title of Duke, enjoying fine clothes and delicious food, glory and wealth, and even had an ancient king-level fire slave by my side.

Other items such as holy weapons, divine materials, scriptures, and secret techniques are all available.

"The saint has shown such kindness to us. I am deeply grateful. How can I express my dissatisfaction? Everything is fine here." She opened her lips slightly, her breath was as fragrant as orchid, and there was a radiance in her eyes, like the first rays of the morning sun, blazing and vigorous.

"Ok?"

Yan Ming sipped the tea and subconsciously glanced to the side. He was not used to drinking fragrant tea. Over the years, he had been drinking Wudao tea and had long been accustomed to it.

It is easy to go from simplicity to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury!
Some things, once you get used to them, are hard to get rid of.

Today, he has become corrupt and poisoned by the hedonistic thinking of the Big Dipper Star Region.

"You don't have any enlightenment tea here? Let me go back and tell you, and you can get five pieces as an annual allowance from here." Yan Ming said lightly, but no one knew how much energy was contained behind it. It caused ripples in Yan Ruyu's heart and she was very surprised.

Now that the Eastern Wasteland has been settled and the Immortal Mountain is close to the Central Region, about twenty to thirty tea leaves are blown out from the ancient forbidden area every year. The Holy Cliff, being close to the water and having the advantage of being the first to see the moon, almost accounts for all the output value.

Apart from half of them being distributed to several other important figures, the remaining ten or so pieces were returned to Shengya. Now, she has to distribute five pieces here every year. Even the Great Sage is not as good as her.

"I can't accept it. It's... too expensive." Yan Ruyu shook her head and insisted on refusing. Not only was the gift too heavy, but there were also potential risks.

If she really accepted the annual gift of Wudao tea, she would become the target of public criticism, and many people would be jealous of her, which was a situation she did not want to face.

"My life has been like walking on thin ice. Being the apple of everyone's eye, illuminating all realms is not my wish." The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, her mood was peaceful. Over the years, her cultivation had steadily improved, and her bloodline was also returning to its ancestral roots bit by bit. It might not be as fast as others, but it was more stable.

Suddenly, Yan Ruyu found that the person in front of her was looking at her with a strange look.

Yan Ming had never expected that his family would have a sister named Bo Bing. Even after they confirmed their relationship, he was still so consumed by his inner thoughts. Why was it so?

This is all his fault!
"Everyone is guilty, but the fault lies with me alone." He sighed and put down the cup.

When Yan Ruyu stood up to pour tea again, she accidentally fell because her legs and feet became weak and she landed on Yan Ming, with her buttocks fitting into his palm.

With the soft jade in his arms and the fragrant breeze blowing on his face, Yan Ming immediately felt like playing with flowers and jade, and after hugging the beauty, he refused to let go.

"Sir, please let go..." Yan Ruyu screamed, and she struggled a few times, symbolically. But this reaction couldn't even be considered resistance; it was merely a prelude, fueling the demon's lust. Driven by her inner fire and lust, her mind was filled with the madness of that night. Her cheeks instantly flushed as red as snow, her heart agitated, and she struggled to breathe.

"My dear sister, there is ice in your heart, which makes you unhappy. I am born with a fire body, and I am best at melting ice. I can also cure diseases."

Yan Ming was serious and not polite at all. He rubbed it vigorously with his left and right hands.

"You... no, I don't have any coldness in my heart, and I'm not sick." Yan Ruyu was so ashamed that she immediately realized that her thoughts were being eavesdropped. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she used her hands and feet, and kicked hard with her beautiful legs that were as white as mutton fat jade, trying to get rid of the clutches of the devil.

However, the more she struggled, the more her skirt slid silently, and her snow-white skin turned a light pink.

This process reminded Yan Ming of the time when he slaughtered pigs in the village a long time ago. At that time, he was responsible for massaging the thighs.

My girlfriend is going crazy in bed, like a New Year pig, it’s really hard to press her!
"Patients always like to say they're not sick. My dear sister, you're seriously ill this time and need an injection." Yan Ming used his Dharma-image magical power to barely suppress the frantic Yan Ruyu, and then he began to whip her buttocks relentlessly...

"How can I face people in the future if you continue like this? Don't let anyone know..." Yan Ruyu's tears came out. At the last moment, she actually thought of sending the maid outside away. She used to be very majestic in front of her subordinates, with Qin Yao as an exception. If they knew what happened inside, how could she still be majestic in the future?

Having experienced it once, I know that what follows will be extremely violent.

"Don't worry, I used it to seal the formation pattern when I came. Even if a Heavenly King attacks, they can't get in."

Yan Ming smiled, picked up Yan Ruyu horizontally, and quickly peeled off part of the cotton shell that was in the way, revealing the velvet inside that looked like fine snow.

After a few breaths, a high-pitched "e-na" sound was heard, Yan Ruyu's eyes widened, her delicate and small pink feet stretched straight to the ground, even her toes bent inward, grabbing the ground with all her strength. If she were a half-step great power, her waist might have been broken immediately, and she would not be able to bear such a blessing.

But here in Yan Ming's place, it is a scene of spring, everything is new and renewed, even the air is filled with the vapor of green lotus, fragrant and bright.

What is arsenic to others is sugar to me. The joy in this is something I cannot tell others about…

For a whole day and night, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, the sky was bright and auspicious, and Yan Ruyu's whole body became clear. Her legs were curled up and she nestled weakly in Yan Ming's arms.

This woman is as strong in front as she is gentle in the back. She is also a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Yan Ming felt the fire in Yan Ruyu's heart, the love that wanted to envelop him.

"Qingyi...you clearly have it for me."

"Qingyi?"

Yan Ruyu's voice was gentle. She was a little confused by the word and thought it was a new nickname given to her by Yan Ming. After thinking carefully, she nodded and said, "This name is indeed good."

She hugged Yan Ming with both hands and told him about the past, her family, her joys and sorrows, and everything about her.

"My parents originally wanted a son to inherit the glory of the Demon Emperor's lineage... but after I was born, they were still very happy and named me Ruyu, hoping that I would be beautiful and that my future life would not be so difficult.

"At that time, my ancestors had already fallen on hard times, but the brand name was still there. Even though a centipede is dead, it still has some dignity...

"With the reputation of a demon princess and my beauty, my life is guaranteed. At least I don't have to live in exile... They've always hoped that I could live in peace, without having to shoulder the burden of my ancestors' glory. That would be really tiring..."

Thinking of her parents who passed away young, tears welled up in Yan Ruyu's eyes and she sobbed, feeling extremely nostalgic for the past.

People who become independent at an early age always have some unknown past.

Otherwise, who wouldn’t want to stay by their parents’ laps, be cute and naughty for a few more years, and enjoy the feeling of being spoiled by their family?

"Now that you've followed me, no one will be able to look down on you in the future." Yan Ming said, "I will build a temple for my two relatives, posthumously honor our ancestors, and let the Zidou demon clan worship them together."

"Those are my parents, not your relatives."

Yan Ruyu burst into laughter, feeling a touch of emotion in her heart, and hugged him even tighter... This time, the feeling was much happier than the dual cultivation of the souls.

"It's up to you. Those two are my fellow Taoists. You insist on being a generation younger than me and still refuse to call me uncle." Yan Ming patted Yan Ruyu's fair and tender flesh, with a slight curl of his lips. If he were to be the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor, the other party would even call him ancestor.

The two of them fought for a while, and finally started a new round of battle...

When everything was over, Qin Yao rushed in and carefully helped Her Royal Highness the Princess up, only to find that she was weak because she had received too much grace.

"Your Highness, did that person say anything?" Qin Yao was as worried as an old woman. "What should I do if I don't have a legitimate status?"

She was already thinking about whether to reduce the power of the demon clan, gather her subordinates, act low-key, and avoid causing unnecessary trouble for His Highness.

Once you enter the palace, it's like entering a deep sea. The danger of Holy Cliff lies not outside, but inside.

Niu Hulu Ruyu gave her a cold look, gathered her scattered hair, stretched one thigh, and enjoyed the afterglow of the moment.

After a moment, she lay down on the brand new Golden Crow quilt, like a concubine, and said lightly, "There will be no queen in Shengya."

(End of this chapter)