God Emperor

“Elder Zhi,” Qiu Yu said. “Give me a ten-thousand-year Nether Winter Ice. I want to give it to Lady Mu as compensation.”

An elder with a fire mark on his forehead stood behind Qiu Yu. Rules of Saintly Way interwove on his entire body. The flame on his forehead burned like a divine furnace.

The elder hesitated slightly. “The Nether Winter Ice is so precious. Its useful for you too…”

Qiu Yu smiled faintly. “Compared to Lady Mu, a mere ten-thousand-year Nether Winter Ice is nothing.”

The cultivators of the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect all exchanged glances. All of them were moved.

The ten-thousand-year Nether Winter Ice was definitely an incredible treasure. It was far more valuable than typical saintly medicines. Any Saint with the Ice Body would want it, but Qiu Yu just gave it to Mu Lingxi so casually.

He is so magnanimous, the elders of the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect thought. The average person cant compare to him. If the Saintess marries him, she is indeed reaching a higher status.

The elder with the flame mark finally took out a blue ice box and handed it to Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu, Ouyang Huan, and Yun Zheng walked to the front. Everyone followed them. The group of people walked to the mountain where the Saintess Palace cultivated—Mount Tianshui.

The Saintess Palace only accepted female disciples. Along the way, one could see some beautiful girls flying through the mountain. When they saw Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan, they all blushed and their hearts beat faster. They hurriedly reported to each other, creating a commotion.

News that Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan had arrived at Mount Tianshui quickly spread throughout the Saintess Palace.

Not only did regular disciples hurry over, even the Saintesses who were cultivating in isolation hurried to greet them.

They naturally knew the reason why Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan were here. They were all envious and jealous.

Everyone passed through the deep forest and the surroundings suddenly opened up. A cultivation residence appeared. Before it was a green spiritual lake.

“Greetings, Vice Sect Leader.”

Mu Lingxis maids all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.

With Qiu Yu as the leader, the three walked straight to the cultivation residence. Everyone else stayed at a distance. They didnt step into the area.

Just then, a cold voice rang out over the spiritual lake. “Without the residence owners permission, any cultivator who takes another step will be given the death sentence.”