Chapter 737: Heading to the Yunxian Realm

Lan Ling extorted another two million immortal crystals from Su Che.
Su Che didn’t care about those two million immortal crystals—he could earn them back with just one large-scale transaction. What puzzled him was that this girl didn’t need to buy any valuable treasures in the immortal realm, so why would she spend money so quickly? Just eating, drinking, and traveling around—spending that much in immortal crystals was quite difficult; he really couldn’t imagine how she managed it.
“When will Senior Zong Yi arrive?” Su Che asked.
“In a few days, I think. He’s behind me, a bit slower,” Lan Ling replied.
“Then don’t run around these days. I need to set a date with Emperor Feng Lin,” Su Che instructed.
Lan Ling nodded but then strangely climbed onto Su Che’s large bed, patting it and calling out, “Come and sleep with me for a while.”
“Stop being silly. I need to contact Emperor Feng Lin,” Su Che thought she was joking.
“That’s your business. What does it have to do with me?”
Lan Ling rudely waved her hand, forcibly pulling Su Che over until he landed beside her. Su Che was just an immortal, while she was a Demon Emperor—there was no way he could resist.
“Haha!”
Lao He laughed in the Immortal Prison, slapping his thighs. “Now you’re going to be raped by a female demon!”
Su Che lay flat on the bed, while Lan Ling wrapped herself around him like an octopus, hugging him and whispering in his ear, “I want to try sleeping with a man. Please cooperate.”
Su Che grunted softly, adjusting his position slightly to hold her shoulders so she could rest her head on his chest.
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Lan Ling made sounds as she spoke, then said, “Your heart is so strong—it must taste great.”
As she spoke, she moved her small hand over Su Che’s chest, as if planning to dig out his heart.
“Are you scared?” she asked.
“Yes!” Su Che nodded honestly. “Sleeping with you seems like a very dangerous thing. I might end up being swallowed by you at any moment.”
This wasn’t an exaggeration—his heart was beating so strongly simply because of fear…
“Don’t worry. Even if I had the power to kill all humans in the world, you’d be the last.”
Lan Ling giggled and added, “Let’s make a deal: once you reach the rank of Da Luo Jin Xian, you’ll be my man.”
Su Che wasn’t interested in her proposal but still asked out of curiosity, “What does that have to do with advancing in cultivation?”

“Your body is too fragile now; I’m worried it might fall apart on me,” Lan Ling said, always so direct.
“Oh.”
Su Che gave a low response, thinking thankfully that was the case…
“Tch!”
Lao He, who couldn’t enjoy the show, was greatly disappointed and muttered, “No one even wants to rape you…”
At this point, the two on the bed stopped talking. Soon, Lan Ling’s breathing became quite regular and rhythmic.
Her breathing was rather strange, and before long, it triggered an instinctive reaction in Su Che’s body. He immediately held his breath and adjusted his internal energy to suppress these reactions as quickly as possible.
Although Su Che didn’t consider himself a pedantic person, doing such things with a beautiful woman wouldn’t be a big deal. But after all, she was an Origin Demon; there was a strange sense of romance between human and demon, which was hard for him to accept psychologically…
As his emotions were fluctuating, suddenly, something unexpected happened—she kicked him out.
Stabilizing himself in mid-air, Su Che landed smoothly and looked at her in confusion.
Lan Ling turned over and mumbled indistinctly, “I hate it when people touch me while I’m sleeping…”
“Damn, she’s really unreasonable!”
Su Che cursed under his breath and left the room.
He found Lao Hou and sent a message to Emperor Feng Lin Xian, saying that Lan Ling had arrived, and Zong Yi would arrive in a few days. He asked Emperor Feng Lin Xian to prepare in advance and arrange his itinerary…
The three emperors still seemed somewhat unfamiliar with Emperor Feng Lin Xian. Zong Yi, the old fox, was a bit more familiar, while Lan Ling was unreasonable, so there was no need to reason with her.
Five days later, Zong Yi arrived, and Su Che immediately sent a message to Emperor Feng Lin Xian to inform him.
“Where’s the girl?”
Zong Yi could sense that Lan Ling was inside the shop but couldn’t determine what she was doing.
“She’s still sleeping.”
Su Che curled his lips. “It’s been five days.”
Zong Yi smiled silently. Of course he knew that girl suffered from severe ADHD and couldn’t stay still for a moment. If she hadn’t spent time sleeping, she would have gone somewhere long ago.
In these aspects, demons and immortals were naturally very different. Origin Demons had no concept of restraint or cultivation; they followed their instincts and did whatever they wanted. Making a demon sit quietly and maintain a meditative state for a long time would be a form of torture.
In less than fifteen minutes, Emperor Feng Lin Xian arrived.
“Go wake her up,” Zong Yi said with a smile. “But be careful.”

Awakening a slumbering Demon Emperor, he thought that Su Che’s shop might be shattered by her single palm strike. Su Che, however, wasn’t too concerned—Lan Ling was dangerous, but not that terrifying. Entering his own room, Su Che went to the bed and gently patted her waist twice: “Get up, girl. It’s time to rise.” Lan Ling slowly turned over, opened her eyes, and stared at Su Che with her deep blue pupils, seemingly still in a brief daze after waking up. “Will this guy suddenly go berserk?” Her gaze made Su Che feel a bit uneasy. Thankfully, Lan Ling didn’t explode; instead, she lay there, stretched lazily, arching her body into a highly alluring curve, then spread her arms and said sweetly, “Pick me up!” Without hesitation, Su Che bent down and lifted the seemingly boneless and weightless great Demon Emperor off the bed and set her upright on the ground. Lan Ling wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze still half-asleep and hazy, as she said softly, “It feels good to find a human as a husband, doesn’t it? You humans have a gentleness that the demons lack.” “I, a man, am already softened—what about your gentleness as a woman?” Su Che replied casually. “Aren’t I gentle?” Lan Ling gently pinched his cheek. Not bad—quite gentle. “Let’s go.” Su Che took a deep breath: “The three Immortal Emperors are finally all here!” But Lan Ling grabbed Su Che’s arm, her expression suddenly turning serious as she said in a low voice, “I know this matter is very important to you. I also know that in the near future, you will surpass me, surpass many others, and possess the most powerful force in the world…” Su Che stared at her, not understanding what she meant. “I need you to swear to me now that no matter what happens in the future, you won’t kill me with your own hands.” A very strange glow flashed in Lan Ling’s eyes. Curiously, Su Che asked, “If you’re so worried, why not kill me now?” “If I kill you, I’ll die even faster. I’m not that stupid.” Lan Ling’s tone was firm, with a hint of pride in her expression: “As long as you promise in person that you won’t kill me with your own hands, I can live until much, much later.” Su Che nodded slowly—it was clear she had already predicted a certain future development.

Su Che nodded and said, “If possible, not only will I not kill you, but I’ll also make you the supreme empress of the Origin Demons. Even those demon ancestors will have to obey your commands. You’ll be the only one among the Origin Demons who enjoys complete freedom.”
“So good?”
Lan Ling’s eyes immediately lit up with a smile.
“I’ll try my best,” Su Che nodded.
“Hehe, I like you the most.”
Lan Ling leaned in and gave him a fierce kiss on the face.
“Let’s go. From now on, you should learn to be obedient.”
Su Che tapped her incredibly elastic buttocks and wiped the wet saliva from his face.
Lan Ling jumped off him, and the two went to the back yard of the shop. Zong Yi and Feng Lin were already waiting there.
Su Che had long entrusted the matters at the shop to Uncle Zhuo Feng. This time, as just a Golden Immortal, he couldn’t be of any help when going to the Heavenly Will Furnace.
Without any wasted words, the three Immortal Emperors didn’t even exchange a word before soaring into the sky.
At first, Zong Yi showed an intention to fly with Su Che, obviously to protect him, because once they entered the Cloud Immortal Realm, a mere mortal immortal wouldn’t last even ten breaths before turning into a pile of flesh.
But Lan Ling pulled Su Che into her arms in advance, her expression clearly saying, “I can’t trust you to take care of him!”
Zong Yi and Feng Lin exchanged a smile but said nothing.
The flying speed of Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses was beyond calculation. They soared upward for countless billions of miles. About fifteen minutes later, with a soft sound, it seemed they passed through an invisible barrier.
Carried by Lan Ling, Su Che felt darkness ahead, as if passing through a dark area quickly. In the blink of an eye, everything became bright—they arrived in a bright, open, and strange space.
The Cloud Immortal Realm!
Endless clouds, like an infinite expanse of white land.
Above this white land, countless white clouds floated, resembling stars in the universe. They seemed disorderly yet followed some strange pattern.
With the naked eye, one could faintly see palaces built on some of the closer clouds, each with a unique shape.
Undoubtedly, each palace was the immortal abode of a high-ranking immortal.
Once a true immortal from the Earth Immortal Realm reached the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal, they could penetrate spatial barriers to establish their immortal abodes in the Cloud Immortal Realm. They didn’t have to live there all the time, but it was a symbol of status and recognition.

Building an immortal abode is simple—just tear a large piece of cloud from the white land, and it will rise on its own. Then, one can place their immortal abode on it. However, there is an unbreakable rule: the altitude at which the abode floats must correspond to one’s strength. At the beginning of the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage, one can only be in the lowest layer; as strength improves, one can gradually rise higher. Of course, this process of rising is extremely long—each increase in altitude requires tens of millions, or even billions of years of relentless effort.