Chapter 14: The Heavenly Road Descends, Contesting for the Divine Lord’s Wife

Taoist Ancestor Kongming's eyes were calm as he fanned his precious fan and said indifferently, "No matter, tell me, what is the reason?"

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji raised her head, her tone slightly grave: "Reporting to the Dao Ancestor, there is a person beside the Divine Lord's Wife whose martial arts are extremely formidable. This subordinate could not fathom his depth."

Taoist Ancestor Kongming narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh? Who is he?"

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji continued: "He calls himself Lin Fan, and even refers to the Divine Lord's Wife as 'his Lin Chen'."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Taoist Ancestor Kongming's mouth as he shook his fan and said softly: "No matter, it must be a hidden expert arranged by Brother Qin to protect the sister-in-Law."

He took a crystal-clear jade pendant from his sleeve, with precious light flowing within, containing the essence of the Dao.

"This is my token; take it with you. Use the highest etiquette to express our goodwill. He will surely let you pass."

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji led the honor guard with the highest etiquette, left the Dao Ancestor's Treasure Hall, and stepped into the vast sky.

Taoist Ancestor Kongming lightly shook the feather fan in his hand, looked deeply at Guardian Tang Yichen beside him, and said in a grave tone: "Is that Lin Chen truly the Reincarnation of the Elf Queen?"

Guardian Tang Yichen cupped his fists in salute, his tone certain: "It is absolutely true. I saw with my own eyes that when she faced the Sword God's Dao Profound Truth, not only was she unharmed, but her cultivation even advanced. Only the special Physique possessed by the Elf Queen could achieve this. Moreover, her appearance and temperament are exactly the same as the Divine Lord's Wife in the portrait; there is absolutely no possibility of a mistake."

Taoist Ancestor Kongming nodded lightly, his expression gradually becoming grave: "Very well, I understand."

The Lower Realm, Canglan Immortal Domain.

The sky was filled with ten thousand zhang of rosy light, and seven-colored clouds slowly drifted over. Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji led the honor guard and arrived once again.

A brilliant Heavenly Road descended from the sky, like a rainbow bridge from the Immortal Realm spreading directly to the human world.

The clouds were as gorgeous as brocade, and every step emitted spiritual charm.

On both sides of the Heavenly Road, celestial soldiers clad in golden armor stood solemnly, their long halberds pointing straight at the firmament, their armor gleaming.

Immortal cranes flapped their wings and soared, spiritual light dancing between their feathers, their cries clear and melodious.

In front of the honor guard, eight Heavenly Immortals held high a canopy, inlaid with brilliant star gems, emitting endless auspicious light.

Behind them, sixteen Fairies walked while holding precious treasures, their steps light and slow, their robes fluttering, and with every step, lotus spiritual charms bloomed on the cloud road.

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji stood in the center of the procession, wearing a magnificent immortal dress, the hem embroidered with silver cloud patterns and starlight, as if the Milky Way had fallen into the mortal world.

Her expression was solemn as she held Taoist Ancestor Kongming's token, her gait dignified and elegant.

Immortal music echoed in the sky, the zither, se, flute, and xiao interweaving a soul-stirring melody, like the harmonious resonance of the Celestial Realm.

Such a wondrous sight left the entire Canglan Immortal Domain in shock.

The long-severed Road to Heaven had actually descended once more, so solemn and magnificent, leading to above the Nine Heavens.

Many Cultivators looked up at the sky, filled with astonishment.

"This Heavenly Road reappearing, what kind of person is it welcoming?"

"Could it be that a great figure from the Celestial Realm has descended?"

In the mortal world, ordinary people were even more terrified and trembling, kneeling and kowtowing one after another, shouting incessantly: "The immortals have manifested! The immortals have manifested!"

The Heavenly Road spread out, brilliant as the Milky Way falling to earth, finally descending outside Qimeng Courtyard.

Princess Hu Qinlan, Yin Miaoxue, and Princess Jin Xuan were both excited and shocked; they hurried to Lin Chen's door and knocked hard: "It's incredible! It's incredible! The Upper Realm has actually lowered a Heavenly Road, and it's coming this way!"

Lin Chen had just finished combing her long hair and was startled by the sudden commotion, her light green eyes widening as she hurriedly pulled open the door: "A Heavenly Road?"

Princess Hu Qinlan nodded repeatedly: "It's true! It's right outside, come and see!"

Lin Fan also walked out upon hearing the noise, and together with Lin Chen, stepped into the courtyard.

They saw the Heavenly Road spanning the sky like a rainbow bridge, radiating rosy light, enveloping the entire Qimeng Courtyard.

The usually reclusive Fairy Qimeng was also disturbed by this wondrous phenomenon; she stood in mid-air, watching this scene from afar, her phoenix eyes filled with astonishment: "The road to the Upper Realm has actually reappeared here?"

Lin Fan's gaze was profound, and with a faint glance, he recognized that the person at the front of the honor guard was none other than Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji.

"It's her again."

Lin Chen looked up at the Heavenly Road, slightly worried: "Why make such a big spectacle?"

Lin Fan gently embraced Lin Chen's shoulders and sneered: "Don't worry, let's see what they are trying to stir up."

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji walked slowly to Lin Chen, leading the sixteen Fairies to kneel in unison, their posture extremely respectful: "Respectfully inviting the Divine Lord's Wife to return to the court!"

Lin Chen was stunned, her eyes filled with bewilderment. She raised her head, looking at the kneeling Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji, her voice trembling: "I am not the Divine Lord's Wife; I am only Lin Fan's Lin Chen. I will not go with you."

Her heart raced, unable to comprehend the situation before her. What kind of status was this "Divine Lord's Wife" that she had never heard of? Why did it suddenly descend upon her?

Lin Fan watched this scene, his brow furrowing, and the anger in his heart rose accordingly.

"Do you see? She doesn't want to go up with you. Don't come again, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

At this moment, Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji slowly took out a jade pendant from her sleeve, crystal-clear and emitting a supreme, righteous radiance.

"Respectfully inviting, the Divine Lord's Wife to return to the court!"

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard became heavy and oppressive.

The radiance of the jade pendant erupted instantly, as if the Law of heaven and earth had been completely torn open, and everyone knelt down involuntarily.

Including Fairy Qimeng, everyone was oppressed by that power; their knees could not resist, and their bodies were as if locked by an invisible gravity.

Only Lin Chen remained standing there blankly, completely unaffected.

At this time, Lin Fan, relying on his Realm Emperor cultivation, also felt as if his bones were about to be crushed, yet he still stood straight.

"I said it already, she doesn't want to go up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Aura around Lin Fan's body erupted suddenly, and the order rules of the Void Main God poured out like a torrent, engaging in a fierce collision with the Dao Ancestor's token.

For a moment, the air vibrated, and the heaven and earth lost their color.

The surrounding Cultivators and Fairies only felt their hearts beating violently, unable to breathe.

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's expression changed slightly; although the power of the jade pendant was strong, it was ultimately a dead object, and its radiance gradually dimmed.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the jade pendant shattered in response, falling to the ground in two halves.

With the shattering of the jade pendant, the oppressive feeling that had bound everyone present immediately disappeared, and the surrounding people broke free from the restraint, quickly standing up.

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's face became extremely ugly, and she stared at Lin Fan, her eyes full of anger: "You actually dare to defy the Dao Ancestor's will!"

Lin Fan's mouth curled up, his tone contemptuous: "Defy? Forcibly seizing my Lin Chen, is defying Lin Chen's will not considered defying?"

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's face changed, and she gritted her teeth: "Sophistry! What kind of status does the Dao Ancestor have, and is that something you can compare with?"

Lin Fan sneered, his eyes filled with mockery: "What a great Dao Ancestor. Since you all want to take other people's things so much, then I shall take you and make you my mountain-stronghold wife, how about that?"

As Lin Fan spoke, he stepped closer to Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji.

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's face turned pale instantly in fear, her body retreating involuntarily, and she said in terror: "What are you trying to do!? Don't come over!"

Lin Fan did not stop his steps, pressing on, his Aura aggressive, the sense of oppression becoming increasingly intense.

"Don't come over! If you come any closer, I'll take action!"

Lin Fan's smile grew even wider: "Go ahead and take action; it's not like I'm stopping you."

After saying this, Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji could finally bear it no longer; she recited a poem that transformed into a sword, her spirit swallowing ten thousand li, her sword momentum pressing and aggressive, pointing directly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he effortlessly waved his hand to block the Sword Qi.

The gap between the power of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal and a Realm Emperor is fundamentally insurmountable.

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's poem-sword was like paper, having no power to resist before Lin Fan's strength, and was instantly defeated.

Immediately after, Lin Fan grabbed her slender wrist with one hand, smelling the faint fragrance in her hair: "Truly tempting."

Poetry Immortal Yu Xuanji's face was pale, and she struggled, wanting to break free, but she could not escape his control at all.