The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 285 The Buried Story

Ying'er and Leng Shuang exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and made a joint decision. They clasped hands tightly, each holding one hand, and together they formed a lotus hand seal. A lotus shape appeared above Yin Quan's head, and the ring on Yin Quan's hand carried Yin Quan's body as it slowly flew up and came to Ying'er and Leng Shuang.

"No, you're all crazy! You are my souls, and if you merge with someone else, all three of you might be destroyed!" Others might not know what Ying'er and Leng Shuang were doing, but Fu Sheng knew that the two of them were using the most ancient lotus technique to transfer the spiritual energy within their bodies to Yin Quan.

Fu Sheng was furious and activated the gem on his forehead to collect the souls of the two. Gu Lou Nan used his last strength to fly up and grab the gem. Fu Sheng sneered, "How foolish! You humans dare to fight against a divine artifact with your meager strength? You're courting death!" Gu Lou Nan felt as if he was holding a charcoal stove. His palms were burning red, and a strong smell of burning wafted over. Even Jing Yu was shocked by what he saw.

“Imperial Preceptor…” Gu Lounan didn’t even blink.

"Xiahou Ying, now is not the time for you to be daydreaming. If you don't want Yin Quan to disappear from now on, you'd better help the two of them." Xiahou Ying suddenly woke up from his dream. Seeing that Gu Lounan's palm was almost burned, he stood up and blocked the three of them. He thrust his long sword at Fusheng, but ever since he learned that she was his mother, his hands had been trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't focus on the person in front of him.

Fusheng seemed to have seen through Xiahou Ying's weakness. He was not in a hurry and dodged and weaved. Occasionally, he would deliberately get close to Xiahou Ying's sword. Whenever he saw the tip of the sword about to pierce through, Xiahou Ying would always dodge aside with a start.

Fu Sheng laughed so hard her body trembled. "Even though you've never seen your mother, you still can't bring yourself to do it. You're such a good child. Now I want to keep you here even more. What's so good about the outside world? That emperor will never pass the throne to you. It's better to wait until I truly become a soul body, then I'll lead you to conquer this world. At that time, all this beautiful land will be yours alone."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are not my mother!" Fu Sheng's attention was diverted, which relieved some of the pressure on Gu Lounan. He let go, turned around, and kicked the gem away. Ying'er and Leng Shuang's souls gradually merged into one. Just as the two were about to completely merge and enter Yin Quan's body, Fu Sheng turned around and dodged Xiahou Ying's sword.

"Good child, Mother will play with you again in a while." She pulled the gem back with both hands. Gu Lounan was startled. He was quite famous in the martial arts world, but he was no match for this woman. But as he watched Yin Quan's body disappear little by little, he suddenly found the strength.

She rushed forward and hugged Fusheng's waist. Fusheng was held tightly and unable to move. A murderous glint flashed in her eyes, and a curved knife appeared in her hand. She was about to stab him in the back when the knife tip was about to arrive. Xiahou Ying flicked her soft sword and knocked the curved knife away. Fusheng then struck Gu Lounan away with a palm.

Xiahou Ying closed his eyes, trying to overcome his psychological barrier; he could only try not to look or think about it.

As expected, Xiahou Ying, with his eyes closed, once again stood like a mountain, his fierce aura completely different from before. His longsword trembled, the tip buzzing loudly, as if he hadn't encountered an exciting opponent in a long time. Xiahou Ying's body shot like an arrow, piercing straight for Fu Sheng's heart. She didn't even glance at Xiahou Ying, waving her hand impatiently as if swatting a fly, and turned to continue rushing towards Yin Quan.

What she didn't expect was that she suddenly felt a chill in her chest. She looked down and saw that Xiahou Ying's sword tip had pierced her chest. Her heart ached, and her anger finally erupted like a volcano.

"Damn it, how could you possibly hurt me!"

Xiahou Ying's voice was as cold as ice water, "Because half of my blood flows in my veins, others can't hurt you but I can." Fusheng opened his arms, and his colorful feather cloak instantly turned to ashes. When the men below saw that Fusheng was injured, they rushed up frantically. Jing Yu got up and stood guard at the entrance of the high platform.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I'm here!" Fu Sheng's eyes turned a strange purple. "I originally intended to spare your life and make you my obedient child, but I didn't expect you to choose the path to heaven over the path to hell. So don't blame me!" She shook her arms, and Xiahou Ying's soft sword was broken in two.

Fu Sheng's fingers grew long, purple nails, which pierced Xiahou Ying like sharp blades. Before Xiahou Ying could even resist, her nails pierced his shoulder blade. Gu Lou Nan watched Xiahou Ying being tortured from afar, and for a moment, he didn't want Xiahou Ying to live.

He rushed to Yin Quan and saw Ying Er and Leng Shuang slowly merge into her body. The light emanating from the ring enveloped them, and soon Yin Quan's body gradually became real from being transparent.

Gu Lounan hurriedly picked up Yin Quan. Looking at the woman in his arms whose face was gradually turning rosy, he finally felt relieved. Yin Quan had not yet opened her eyes, but her lips twitched slightly.

"Save him...please...save him..." A bitter smile crept onto Gu Lounan's lips. Even though she was about to be annihilated, her greatest concern was still for that man. Xiahou Ying, Xiahou Ying, what did you do to deserve such love from a woman?

Gu Lounan gently put her down and joined Xiahou Ying's battle camp. With Gu Lounan's addition, the situation was no longer one-sided, but Jing Yu's side was more willing but unable to fight back. More than a dozen men were like mad bulls. Although the entrance was narrow, they could not withstand the relentless attacks of those men, who were completely reckless.

Yin Quan's thoughts were gradually awakened, and the beautiful woman shrouded in veil in her mind became clearer. Her voice was like the spring breeze that awakens the earth in March, warming Yin Quan's heart.

“Child, you mustn’t fall asleep. Remember my words: only you can save you. Evil is most afraid of human tears. Only a single sincere tear can destroy the darkest things in time. Let your kindness awaken this dark land.” Yin Quan looked at the woman’s calm smile, and everything in his heart was relieved. He felt more relaxed than ever before.

Will I ever see you again?

"Good child, you will see me soon, and I will tell you everything then." Yin Quan nodded, feeling a warm current flowing through her body, and she gradually regained sensation.

Opening her eyes, she was met with a hideous face. Fusheng had been completely corrupted by evil. A group of men rushed up behind her. She grabbed the top of each man's head and absorbed all their souls into her body. Watching Fusheng gradually become corrupted, Yin Quan stood up. All this evil would end in her hands.

"You devoured my soul, so I can only devour you!" Fu Sheng struck with a palm, and the man beneath her feet instantly exploded and died. Looking at the severed limbs scattered on the ground, Yin Quan felt a pang of sorrow. She didn't dodge or evade, but opened her arms as if to embrace her. Behind her came the desperate shouts of Xiahou Ying and Gu Lounan.

But at that moment she couldn't hear clearly anymore. All that was left in her mind was Katya, the little girl's final, relieved smile, and the corpses lying at Fusheng's feet. A tear slid down her cheek, a crystal-clear tear, dazzlingly bright. As soon as Fusheng's fingers touched Yin Quan's body, it began to rot.

A transparent halo seemed to surround Yin Quan. She opened her eyes, and tears flew into the air, heading straight for the scar on Fu Sheng's forehead. The moment they pierced her forehead, Fu Sheng felt as if a long sword had pierced his body. His pupils dilated, and his body leaned backward in the air before crashing to the ground with a thud.

Even as she collapsed, she still couldn't believe it. "No... impossible... I am a god... how could you... how could you kill me..." The heavy smell of blood on Fusheng's body faded, and thick purple mist continued to be released from her body. She tried desperately to hold onto the spiritual energy, and the emerald on her head trembled and flew to the top of her head.

Holding the emerald in a pair of delicate hands, Yin Quan unfolded it in her palm and gently stroked it. The emerald's luster dimmed, gradually shrinking until it was finally set into the ring.

"Fusheng, stop struggling. You have committed too many sins. This world can no longer tolerate you. If it weren't for this illusion, do you think you would still be alive today?"

"No! No! I've survived this long through my own efforts. You all want to kill me! You all want to kill me! You don't dare face your true feelings! You hypocritical little people! You're the ones who deserve to die!" Cracks appeared on her face, and finally, her skin peeled away completely, revealing a woman with crisscrossing scars on her face. The woman was hunched over and had dry skin.

Looking at her true form, she became restless and tried desperately to cover her ugly face with her hair, shrinking into a ball. Yin Quan's hands, adorned with rings, hovered above Fu Sheng's head.

"All evil has its source, and all stems from resentment and unwillingness. Go in peace. What is mine will never be abandoned. Come into my body, come to the place that truly belongs to you." Fu Sheng looked up fearfully and saw a faint smile on Yin Quan's lips. That smile was so peaceful that she couldn't help but want to get closer.

Even those living in darkness yearn for light!

She reached out and placed her hand on top of Yin Quan's. A flash of purplish-black light appeared, and Fu Sheng disappeared from the spot, a wisp of purple shadow merging into Yin Quan's body.

Yin Quan shuddered and fainted. She returned to that warm world. This time, she could clearly see the woman's face. The evil charm of Fu Sheng was gone. The woman in front of her had shed her extravagant clothes and was dressed in plain white clothes. Her white clothes were like soft moonlight. She had never met her before, but she felt unusually close to her.

"You've arrived." Yin Quan nodded. "Now can you tell me your story?" She smiled without saying a word, picked a plum blossom, and gave it to Yin Quan.

"I am also from the 21st century. I was a female special police officer who died unexpectedly during a mission and ended up here. At first, I tried to find various ways to leave, but I couldn't. Later, I fell in love with someone. He was quiet and serene, and I had never seen a man like him before. We were involuntarily attracted to each other, but in the end, we couldn't be together."