When Earth Awakened, I Became a Sword Saintess

Chapter 207 : Jiang Yun

207: Jiang Yun

The Ghost King waved her hand. A current of air lifted Gui Ji from below onto the cloud layer. She also gathered the treasures scattered by the Li Su Grandmaster the Heaven-Measuring Ruler had slain, including that broken bell. The items flew to her of their own accord and vanished into her grasp.

"By the way... who is Lan Lianyue?" the tall, mature Ghost King asked, her wild black hair swaying in the wind, sounding somewhat perplexed. Most likely, that Li Su Grandmaster had shouted the name in panic to save his skin, getting something wrong.

"Mommy..."

"We'll discuss everything when we return. Let's go. You performed admirably this time." She looked down at Gui Ji and affectionately pinched her cheek.

"Mommy, Uncle Pang Shan and so many Ghost Clan warriors sacrificed themselves, but I didn't obtain the inheritance..."

"No, this Rain Concubine inheritance was perhaps destined for her. What's the difference between her receiving it and me receiving it? She is Mother's true treasure." With that, the Ghost King turned, her alluring hips swaying, and walked toward the cloud mouth with an intoxicating fragrance. Gui Ji hesitated slightly, wanting to ask more but fearing her mother's wrath, and followed.

Eight evil ghosts carried the palanquin Yuyin sat in into the mouth, and the horde of demons followed the Ghost King, pouring in one after another. Moments later, the mouth transformed into rolling layered clouds and dispersed.

"Jiang Yun... help me take good care of that young, lovely woman who took my inheritance..." The mountains returned to their cold gloom. A beautiful yet sorrowful will lingered in the night-shrouded mountains for a moment, then completely dissipated.

The Ghost King, Jiang Yun, was the queen who ruled the Ghost Clan of the East Saint Domain. Few knew her true name, and even fewer dared speak it before her.

Jiang Yun was the true sovereign ruling the eastern hundred thousand li of Prison Abyss. She was the queen of the East.

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Yuyin sat in that palanquin once more. Though not as terrified as before, she felt equally nervous and unsettled. She lifted the curtain to see rolling black clouds outside. Deep within them, incomprehensible waves flickered and twisted... She understood the palanquin was traveling inside the cloud mouth, through a peculiar passage where space distorted and time itself seemed to slow.

But it was only a short while before the palanquin carried her out of the spatial passage.

Splash!

Outside was a sky-filling downpour. Clearly, in just a moment, the palanquin had arrived at a completely different place.

"Where have I been taken?" Yuyin leaned against the palanquin, letting herself be jostled up and down. "She is the Ghost King, the one who made a marriage pact with me."

"So what happens next?" Yuyin had no idea at this moment. She could only take one step at a time. But at least she could sense that neither the Ghost King nor Gui Ji were bad people, and neither seemed to harbor ill intent toward her.

Of course, if forcing her into marriage and making her a wife didn't count as harm... Honestly, Yuyin felt somewhat dazed. If an ugly, ferocious male ghost had forced her into marriage, that would naturally be seizure, persecution, and violation...

But such a breathtakingly beautiful, mature, and powerfully feminine queen… if she forced Yuyin to marry her, could that be called persecution? If she tapped into Yuyin's boyish instincts, she truly felt no resistance to this woman. Moreover, the Ghost King had saved her life. Yuyin was proud, but she had principles. Repaying debts of gratitude was her code.

Of course, repaying kindness didn't mean offering her body in marriage. It's just that she really didn't dislike this woman, didn't dislike her scent.

Splash. Just as Yuyin let her mind wander, the palanquin had somehow already stopped. The curtain was pulled aside. It was the same evil ghost leader from before. Yuyin wanted to greet him self-mockingly, to say, "Long time no see."

This palanquin had transformed a physically weak young boy into a peerless beauty of Lingdu, a top Source Martial prodigy of the Academy. All of Yuyin's fate had changed because of that one line, "You are the Ghost King's bride."

"Ghost King's fiancée, please leave the palanquin."

Was there really a need to emphasize the identity with such a complicated form of address? Yuyin felt displeased. She rose and walked to the palanquin entrance. Outside, a torrential downpour fell like a curtain of water.

"Umbrella." That magnetic, authoritative, and richly feminine voice.

"As you command, Your Majesty." A malevolent ghost held an Imperial Parasol outside the palanquin.

Yuyin extended her long, slender leg, about to step onto the muddy grass, when suddenly she was lifted up by a force carrying a gentle, fragrant breeze.

Again, another princess carry...

Ghost King Jiang Yun once again held Yuyin in her arms, standing beneath the Imperial Parasol that was black with red phoenix patterns.

"Senior... Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Yuyin asked quietly. She wasn't some delicate, fragile woman. She was a generation's Sword Maiden capable of killing a Late-Stage of Void Truth expert. In full view of everyone, how could she be carried like this? It made her seem like she couldn't walk.

"How could I let my not-yet-married wife get her feet wet?" The Ghost King said tenderly, carrying her like this, walking through the mud with her own full, long legs.

It was just heavy rain and muddy roads. Was it really necessary? Yuyin wasn't so delicate. She also didn't particularly like being treated this way.

"Your Majesty, you saved my life. Yuyin hasn't even expressed gratitude yet. How could I have you demean yourself by carrying me? Please, please put me down. Yuyin doesn't want to be laughed at..." Yuyin said softly, leaning against Jiang Yun's chest, as if speaking this way could bring her closer to the Ghost King's heart.

"You are my fiancée. Who would dare laugh at you? Why would I need thanks for protecting my future wife?" Jiang Yun didn't even look at Yuyin, gazing ahead as she held her firmly without question, leading the great host of ghosts and demons forward through wind and rain.

Gui Ji followed behind, her mood somewhat complicated. "Why has this woman suddenly become Mother's fiancée? Is Mother really going to marry her?"

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Yuyin could only temporarily give up. In any case, with this woman's power, forcible resistance was impossible and useless.

She had no choice but to let the Ghost King hold her in her arms. Though she didn't want the Ghost King to tire herself, there was absolutely no way she would wrap her arms around her neck. That would be too shameless.

Yuyin looked around in the fierce wind and heavy rain. She saw they were walking on a mountain ridge path. On both sides of the ridge were dark, oppressive wild forests. In the distance, ink-dyed continuous mountains loomed in the rain mist. To the east of those mountains was an expanse of dark cyan, boundless ocean.

"The sea... there's actually an ocean here?" Yuyin felt deeply moved. Such an ancient landscape of mountains and sea, she was seeing for the first time.

Black clouds rolled in the sky. Between the mountains and sea, the horizon occasionally flashed with lightning, thunder shaking the world. Within the wind and rain that glowed with endless mysterious light, an ancient castle built against the mountains and facing the sea could be seen.

That was likely the kingdom of this woman who was currently holding her with warm embrace.