Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Since you're here, why not show yourself?"

Xiao Yi's face bore a calm smile as he looked toward the dark corner.

Within the dark corner,

a figure slightly trembled and then emerged from the darkness, bathed gradually in sunlight, revealing his visage—it was Ye Qingyu.

Seeing the jealousy swimming in the eyes on that cold face, Xiao Yi couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Back in the Qing Tian Kingdom, it was this very Ye Qingyu who, before his own eyes, had taken Fang Qingzhu away without mercy.

At that time...

Xiao Yi didn't even have the cultivation of the Tao Tribulation Realm.

How could he have possibly been a match for Ye Qingyu?

No!

In the eyes of Ye Qingyu at that time, Xiao Yi didn't even qualify to be his opponent. In Ye Qingyu's view, if it hadn't been for Fang Qingzhu, he would never have had any dealings with someone from a lowly kingdom like Xiao Yi in his entire life.

But now...

In these past few years, he had witnessed Xiao Yi's various intimate interactions with Fang Qingzhu on a daily basis.

The ice goddess whom he admired without pretense was docile like a good girl in front of Xiao Yi.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

Ye Qingyu strode directly in front of Xiao Yi, taking a seat with grandiose authority, his eyes flashing a faint chill.

Just by sitting there...

Ye Qingyu exuded a cold murderous aura.

If it weren't for the fear of Xiao Xue by Fang Qingzhu's side, Ye Qingyu would have been unable to resist striking with his hand, killing Xiao Yi on the spot.

Crack, crack, crack!

His palm resting on the table, the cold frost had already frozen the surface solid.

The frost spread toward Xiao Yi.

Just that...

Upon reaching Xiao Yi's body, the ice could no longer advance a single moment further.

"Hmm?"

Ye Qingyu's expression changed slightly.

He was a super expert of the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm.

For someone of his age to have reached such a realm, even in Baiyu he would be considered notable.

Although he wasn't like those supreme talents who had early access to the spirit of immortality, he nonetheless qualified to vie for it.

In his view, someone like Xiao Yi who possessed the peak of Dharma Manifestation Realm was no more than an ant, easily suppressed with just a raised hand. But now, it seemed he had underestimated Xiao Yi's strength. While Ye Qingyu was pondering, Xiao Yi's lips curved slightly upward and he spoke in a calm voice, "Brother Ye came looking for me so early in the morning, what for?"

Whoosh!

The momentum Ye Qingyu had built up crumbled in an instant.

His expression changed slightly.

Gazing intently at Xiao Yi, his eyes shifted back to normal as he spoke calmly, "Xiao Yi, this young master will not beat around the bush with you. Do you know why my people from Baiyu cannot leave the far north at will? Why do you think the Holy Master agreed to let Her Highness the Saintess travel billions of miles to come here?"

Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow, looking at him, "For me?"

"This young master is here under the Holy Master's orders to deliver this divorce letter to you. And to convey to you that you and Her Highness are from two different worlds. Her Highness stands aloof, the Saintess of Heaven. And you, no matter how talented or excellent, are nothing more than an ant struggling in the mortal realm," said Ye Qingyu, nodding his head and curling his lips into a confident, cold smirk as if regaining the initiative, speaking arrogantly, "The Holy Master has promised that if you agree to sign the divorce letter, forever severing your ties with Her Highness the Saintess, Baiyu will become the backbone behind your Daqian Dynasty. You should know, without the support of Baiyu, the Nantian Dynasty will have no reservations about obliterating the Daqian Dynasty in the blink of an eye."

Swish!

Ye Qingyu tossed his sleeves, and the divorce letter fluttered down.

Ye Qingyu's haughty voice echoed in Xiao Yi's ears, "Of course, Her Highness is unaware of this matter, and I also hope that you will never let her find out, lest it affects their father-daughter relationship!"

Xiao Yi merely glanced at it without reaching out to receive it, instead with a wave of his hand, the divorce letter burst into flames with a bang.

Turned into countless scraps of paper, falling from midair.

"You..."

Ye Qingyu's face changed dramatically. He had anticipated many reactions from Xiao Yi upon seeing the divorce letter, but never expected such a direct and violent response.

To think...

This was a divorce letter personally penned by the Holy Master of Baiyu.

Sacred Master's Treasure!

Any earthly emperor who obtained the Sacred Master's Treasure would consider it a heritage treasure, one that they would only dare to gaze upon after burning incense and bathing.

Xiao Yi actually destroyed it?

"Bastard!"

Ye Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot red as he roared, "Xiao Yi, do you realize what you are doing? This is personally inscribed by the Sacred Master, and you dare to destroy it? You are challenging the Sacred Master's authority, do you know the consequences of this?"

"Are you done?"

Xiao Yi simply raised his eyes and looked at him.

Just this one look.

Ye Qingyu felt a chilling coldness sweep over his entire body in an instant,

causing frost to form on him.

Hisss!

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but gasp for air, staggering backwards three steps, his face turning shades of green and white as he looked at Xiao Yi, unable to utter a word.

"Since you're done, now it's my turn!"

Xiao Yi stood up, walked around the table towards Ye Qingyu.

With each step, it felt as if a divine mountain peak was crashing into Ye Qingyu, brutally pushing him back step by step.

Xiao Yi's voice grew deeper and more muffled with each word, the pressure increasingly terrifying, as if an invisible hand was gripping Ye Qingyu's throat tightly, suffocating him: "Please relay a message to the Sacred Master, your father-in-law, that I have no intention of breaking off my marriage with Qingzhu unless she initiates it herself. Otherwise, don't expect me to sign anything!"

"Xiao Yi, I advise you not to be a toad lusting after a swan's flesh. Her Highness, the Holy Maiden, is beyond your reach. Your stubborn infatuation will not only ruin yourself but will also implicate Her Highness and the Great Qian Dynasty…" Ye Qingyu blustered red-faced and angrily.

He had thought that by invoking the Baiyu Sacred Master, Xiao Yi would surely have no choice but to submit.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi remained so defiant!

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi suddenly stepped forward, his hand gripping Ye Qingyu's neck and fiercely pinning him against the wall.

What about the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm?

Ye Qingyu's strength was only on the level of the Heavenly Dragon Ranking's geniuses.

With Xiao Yi's current strength, killing him would be as easy as turning his hand.

Gurgle!

Ye Qingyu, feeling the icy killing intent from Xiao Yi, swallowed hard, a look of terror in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Yi: "You, you, you... "

Xiao Yi, expressionless, enunciated each word clearly, "What I hate the most is being threatened. If you utter one more useless word, I will take your dog life!"

Ye Qingyu wanted to fight back.

But to his sadness, he found that under Xiao Yi's restraint, the vital energy within his body seemed to solidify, unable to circulate at all.

The icy breath of death had locked onto him in an instant,

as if a ferocious evil spirit with green face and fangs was forming behind Xiao Yi, revealing a scythe of death, ready to tear his soul apart and drag him through the gates of hell.

Luckily, Xiao Yi did not intend to kill him this time...

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi released his hand, and Ye Qingyu thudded to the ground with a thump. Xiao Yi patted his face and said, "You'd better stay away from Qingzhu and me from now on. I'm the jealous type, and I don't like other men getting too close to my woman. If I catch you within five meters of Qingzhu again, I'll beat you up. Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood..." Ye Qingyu responded subconsciously.

Smack! Smack!

Xiao Yi patted his face, nodded, and said, "Seeing that you're so obedient, I won't hit you this time!"

Xiao Yi walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving the courtyard.

Hisss! Huff!

Hisss!

Huff!

Ye Qingyu suddenly relaxed all over, slumped on the ground, gasping for air, truly feeling as if the gates of hell had been opened for him just then.

Watching Xiao Yi disappear into the distance, and thinking back on his experience of the day, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt his face burning hot, his heart filled with immense humiliation. A genius of the sacred Baiyu, threatened by a peer from a lowly kingdom, without even the courage to resist?

"Xiao Yi... I will kill you, I want you to die a horrible death..."

Ye Qingyu's face twisted savagely, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes brimming with venom, as he took out a communication token, "Brother Zhang, haven't you always wanted to know where Her Highness' husband is? He's in the Southern State..."