Giving Birth But Not Raising, Why Are You Crying Now That I’ve Become an Immortal Emperor? - Chapter 42 - Chapter 42 – Ye Family’s Peerless Genius! Little Dragon Girl is Stunned, Master-Servant Contract!

Ye Family Territory.

Inside a quiet chamber, Ye Bufan’s old face flushed bright red; he blew on his beard and glared angrily, breathing heavily, nearly fainting on the spot.

“You, you, you! Ye Chang! What am I even supposed to say to you!”
“The Taibai Immortal Sword! That’s an Immortal Sword!”
“Moreover, anyone recognized by the Taibai Immortal Sword can leap to become the head of the Holy Land Sword Sect! This is hugely significant!”
“You damn brat! How could you cause the Ye family to lose such a genius!”

While scolding, Ye Bufan waved his hand angrily and jabbed his finger at Ye Chang’s face, as if he wished he could poke this dazed youngster to death on the spot.

Faced with the elder’s rebuke, Ye Chang was as silent as a mouse, his expression extremely bitter, and he meekly tried to explain, “I didn’t expect things would develop to this extent.”

Ye Bufan took a long moment to calm down, then helplessly shook his head and sighed deeply, “You too, sending your own son away, sigh…”
“Enough, let’s finish the testing first.”
“You two, follow me.”

With a deep voice, he took the strands of hair from Ye Chang’s hand and paced toward the altar deep within the family grounds.

Ye Chang hurriedly grabbed Qin Yao’s hand, closely following him.

After passing several heavily guarded checkpoints, the three arrived before the altar at the deepest part of the Ye family land.

The altar was about ten meters tall, made entirely of black Xuan stone, covered in intricately carved mysterious patterns, interspersed with countless spirit beast and immortal bird totem reliefs, incredibly divine.

A faint and ethereal supreme pressure slowly spread from the altar, then quieted under the cover of protective formations surrounding it.

In front of the altar, Ye Bufan straightened his robe with solemn respect, his aged face showing reverence and devotion. He held a jade tablet in his hands, bowed three times to the front, and then stepped onto the altar’s central steps.

Buzz!

He waved his hand casually, and two faint streams of light suddenly appeared, enveloping Ye Chang and Qin Yao completely.

“Follow me up.”

With a calm command, Ye Bufan stepped up to the top of the altar.

Ye Chang and Qin Yao exchanged glances, seeing the nervous hope flickering in each other’s eyes. They then joined hands and climbed the stone steps.

At this moment, Qin Yao’s slender figure visibly wavered slightly. After twenty years of searching, with the answer about to be revealed, an inexplicable fear suddenly grew in her heart.

Is that child really my son? It should be, it must be.

Her emotions surged wildly, growing more anxious as they neared the altar’s peak.

Countless complicated feelings intertwined, making her seem somewhat stunned and numb.

Fortunately, Ye Chang still managed to maintain a semblance of calm and reached out to support her as they ascended.

At the altar’s top, Ye Bufan closed his eyes slightly, murmured a few complex and obscure incantations, then placed the strands of hair into the center of the formation.

Buzz!

Spiritual energy poured in, and the altar’s formation suddenly blossomed with faint light, releasing an arcane and strange wave of energy.

Ye Chang and Qin Yao stared intently at the scene before them, so nervous they barely dared to breathe. Their hearts seemed to leap into their throats.

…

Meanwhile, on Ye Lingyun’s side.

Beneath the vast sky, a bulky figure in a Daoist robe hung lazily in midair. Though no aura was emitted, the crowd present still felt a chill.

The Dragon Emperor’s face shifted constantly, a dark cloud gathering in his golden eyes as he stared at the fat Daoist figure.

But the fat Daoist clearly didn’t want to engage in words. He laughed heartily, palm glowing with endless spiritual light, and casually slammed his palm toward Ao Feng far away.

A massive azure palm imprint instantly formed, unleashing a fierce, raging storm of spiritual power, crashing down with the might of mountains and rivers.

The void trembled violently, and thunder roared in all directions.

This casual strike’s might was truly overwhelming!

“You stinky Daoist, how dare you!”

The Dragon Emperor suddenly let out a thunderous roar and launched his counterattack!

Golden light blazed brilliantly as a majestic golden dragon phantom erupted, emitting violent waves of energy. It howled forward, charging directly at the azure giant palm.

At the same time, he waved his sleeve sharply, forming two solid beams of golden light, shooting toward Ao Feng and Li Yue at the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing that the Dragon-Slaying Daoist—one of the four Emperors of equal status—had appeared in person, the Dragon Emperor knew clearly that his own phantom clone was no match.

He decided that today’s matter must end here.

Acting decisively, his current priority was to safely take Ao Feng and Li Yue away.

Boom!

The azure giant palm collided with the mighty golden dragon with a thunderous explosion. The fierce wind swept across as both forces were simultaneously annihilated and dispersed.

Seeing his strike had failed, the fat Daoist raised an eyebrow and instantly grasped a spiritual sword.

He flashed forward, sword energy surging, completely enveloping the Dragon Emperor’s figure.

At this moment, one of the golden beams the Dragon Emperor had unleashed already covered Ao Feng’s body.

However, the other was suddenly intercepted by Dongfang Yuqing, who forcefully blocked it, scattering the beam!

Under the fat Daoist’s fierce assault, the Dragon Emperor’s illusory form wavered violently. After dispersing the sword Qi aimed at him with a palm strike, he let out a furious yet helpless roar.

Golden light blossomed and the void shattered. As his phantom clone dissipated, he wrapped Ao Feng’s figure and directly slipped through the void to escape!

“Trying to run? Hmph! Not that easy!”

Seeing this, the fat Daoist’s eyes sharpened, and he swung his sword down sharply at Ao Feng’s faint figure hidden within the golden light.

Rip!

“Ah!!”

With a spray of blood flying, a fierce and powerful dragon leg was cut straight off by the sword, and a scream immediately echoed.

The void rippled violently, and the golden light abruptly vanished without a trace.

The wind and clouds suddenly fell silent throughout heaven and earth.

Looking at the situation before her, Li Yue suddenly widened her eyes.

???

She was stunned.

Am I… going to be eaten?

She nervously stared at the powerful figures ahead, her heart filled with boundless fear.

The fat Daoist laughed heartily, curling his fingers to grasp the bloodied dragon leg. The bright smile on his chubby face looked like a demon’s to Li Yue.

“Tsk tsk, this dragon leg isn’t bad at all.”

The fat Daoist inspected the leg with satisfaction, then shifted his gaze to Li Yue, a faintly mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Li Yue immediately felt a chill crawl up her spine, tears threatening but nowhere to fall.

“You little dragon, want to live?”

The fat Daoist asked.

Li Yue quickly nodded, pecking like a chick, “Y-yes, I beg you to spare my life. I’ll kowtow to you.”

The fat Daoist smiled slightly and pointed to the side.

“Your Heavenly Dragon clan has a method of signing a bond called a ‘life contract.’ Go sign one with that kid over there, and I’ll spare your life today.”

Hearing this, Li Yue’s heart tightened sharply. Weakly, she replied, “A contract on equal terms is okay…”

But the fat Daoist slowly shook his head, his attitude very firm, “No, I’m talking about a master-servant contract!”

At these words, Li Yue’s face instantly turned pale.

If she signed a master-servant contract, it meant that as long as Ye Lingyun died, she would die too!

The restriction was far too severe!

And it could never be broken for life!

“If you don’t agree, then—”

Before the fat Daoist could finish his threat, Li Yue immediately caved, “I, I agree!”