Chapter 148: Customs of the Ghost Realm (4)

Suddenly, System notifications flooded into his mind like a tidal wave:

Female Favorability + 10, Allure Attribute + 10, Darkness Attribute + 10, Legend Degree + 1,

Trait: I Am the Evil Emperor. All evil spirits worship you greatly, and you can command them.

At this moment, Ye Youming's sobbing came to an abrupt halt. She immediately bowed, kept her head lowered, and said tremblingly:

"This subordinate did not know the Emperor had arrived in person. Please, Emperor, forgive my sin!"

Lin Fan withdrew the title, secretly feeling smug. He immediately resumed his harmless scholar persona and said with a smile:

"Does becoming my woman make you so sad?"

A flush instantly spread across Ye Youming's cheeks, and she felt a complex yet warm sensation in her heart. To be chosen by the Emperor was simply her blessing.

She lowered her head slightly, her voice soft and gentle: "Thank you, Emperor, for your favor. I will handle my identity cautiously and not let others know."

"It is good that you understand." A playful smile tugged at the corners of Lin Fan's mouth, his eyes flashing with calculation.

Ye Youming was not only a powerful opponent but also a potential ally.

"If you want to live, you must be obedient. Now, I have a few things for you to do," Lin Fan said coldly.

"Yes, this subordinate will certainly obey the Emperor's commands." Ye Youming replied respectfully, a sense of awe for this evil Emperor inevitably welling up in her heart.

Lin Fan gave a wicked smile, continuing to play the role of the big bad wolf: "The first thing: do not expose my identity."

"This subordinate will never reveal even a fraction!"

"The second thing: tell me your plan targeting the Disciples of the Four Realms." Lin Fan's tone gradually deepened, as if emphasizing the importance of this command.

"Reporting to the Emperor, tonight we intend to target the Disciples of the Four Realms. We will extract the primordial Yang from the men and the primordial Yin from the women.

Then, we also plan to disguise ourselves as Disciples from other realms in the section where they traverse the Nether Ghost Realm, attack them, and cause them to fall into chaos and attack each other."

Ye Youming's voice remained weak but revealed a hint of pride; her plan seemed to have been prepared thoroughly long ago.

"Very good!"

A satisfied smile curled Lin Fan's lips. "However, my Xuanyin Qin Sect, and also the Heavenly Maiden Su Wanqing, must not be targeted. Do not ask why; I have my own arrangements!"

Lin Fan exuded an unquestionable majesty, as if telling Ye Youming that his decisions would never be wrong.

Ye Youming was shaken, and her awe for this Emperor deepened further.

"This subordinate understands!"

"The third thing: from now on, you are no longer my subordinate."

Lin Fan grabbed her tender, lotus-root-like arm. "See? The bruise on this is proof that you are my woman."

Ye Youming felt a surge of secret joy in her heart, full of worship for Lin Fan's powerful aura, her eyes sparkling like little stars. "Very well, this subordinate will remember."

Lin Fan frowned slightly, a subtle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Why are you still calling me 'subordinate'? From now on, call me Brother Bai, and you don't need to bow when you see me."

Ye Youming's heart pounded wildly; she felt like she couldn't catch her breath, her chest heaving like waves.

She shyly spat out a few words: "Brother Bai!" She nestled affectionately into Lin Fan's arms, thinking to herself: This man will be her everything from now on.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lin Fan and Ye Youming tidied their clothes and slowly returned to the main hall.

At this moment, Lin Fan still maintained that harmless scholar appearance, wearing an iron mask on his face, appearing mysterious and cold.

As for Ye Youming, she had changed into tight-fitting clothing, cleverly hiding the bruises on her body completely.

Although she possessed the ability to recover quickly, she was unwilling to do so. Because these bruises were the best proof of the Emperor's favoritism toward her.

When they entered the hall, Su Wanqing and Lin Chen both ran up to them, asking nervously:

"Brother Bai, are you okay? Did she do anything to you?"

Lin Fan turned around easily, looking completely unscathed.

"See? I'm perfectly fine."

Ye Youming snorted coldly and interrupted, "Don't get cocky; you were just lucky."

"Today's banquet ends here. All maids, take the guests back to their rooms to rest."

After speaking, Ye Youming quietly sent a voice transmission to Lin Fan: "Brother Bai, look at me. Is my performance natural?"

Lin Fan replied: "Very good, keep it up."

Ye Youming cleared her throat slightly, recovering her usual cold temperament:

"It is late today, so please rest well, honored guests. We shall proceed to the Cliff of Starry Sea tomorrow."

Just at this moment, Princess Hu Qinlan, Princess Jin Xuan, and Yin Miaoxue suddenly darted out from behind and surrounded Lin Fan.

They had long since considered themselves Lin Fan's accompanying attendants, so naturally, they were worried sick now.

Princess Hu Qinlan was like a kitten that had lost its reason, circling Lin Fan a few times, and only felt relieved after confirming he was truly uninjured.

If there weren't so many people around, this girl would probably have unhesitatingly reached out to check if Lin Fan's spear was still there.

"I'm really fine, don't worry," Lin Fan said with a smile, trying to ease their tension.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Princess Jin Xuan pursed her lips, her eyes flashing with concern.

Yin Miaoxue gently took Lin Fan's wrist, and after a brief probe, her cheeks turned crimson; she clearly realized what Lin Fan had just done.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Alright, our Young Master is perfectly fine."

Hearing her say this, Princess Hu Qinlan finally breathed a sigh of relief, though her eyes still carried worry.

"Young Master, you must be careful on tomorrow's journey. The Nether Ghost Realm is not a good place to be."

"I know, don't worry."

While they were talking, the maids of Mingying Hall had already come to their side, bowing slightly and saying: "Guests, please this way."

"Let's go." Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling everyone to follow.

Along the way, Lin Chen looked at Yin Miaoxue and Princess Jin Xuan with confusion.

Princess Jin Xuan had become her close friend, but she had never seen her be this enthusiastic; and Yin Miaoxue was the epitome of an ice beauty, usually as cold as a block of ice.

Princess Hu Qinlan was understandable; after all, she had always been her tag-along, only now the target had changed.

"What's wrong with you today?" Lin Chen couldn't help but ask.

Princess Hu Qinlan squinted her eyes and giggled, feeling smug inside; naturally, she wouldn't mention the matter of the accompanying attendants.

She walked over to Lin Chen, linked arms with her, and smiled with an innocent face: "Lin Chen, let's go."

Looking at her smile, Lin Chen's doubts immediately weakened. Recalling Bai Fan's performance just now, she herself was moved, let alone others.

She thought to herself, no wonder Princess Hu Qinlan was so enthusiastic; Bai Fan's charm was truly irresistible.

"You really are a little rascal," Lin Chen said with a soft laugh. Although she said that, she felt a bit jealous inside.

"Hehe, I'm not fighting you for him!" Princess Hu Qinlan winked mischievously, her face full of smiles. "There are too many people here; we'll talk later."

Lin Chen looked around and saw that every Disciple was followed by a beautiful maid. Under their guidance, the entire procession appeared particularly grand.