I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 548 Not only did they not suffer, they also reaped the rewards! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Upon hearing Li Chen's invitation to spar, a hint of surprise flashed in He Ying's eyes, but she quickly smiled and said, "Since Young Master Li is interested, I will gladly oblige."

She was still maintaining the airs of an elder, thinking it would be a good opportunity to give this interesting young man some pointers.

This also lets the young disciples of Tian Ce know the power of the sects outside.

He Ying was particularly confident in her palm techniques.

Dai Xiaoyao immediately slapped the table and exclaimed, "There's no better time than today! The backyard is spacious, perfect for a friendly spar!"

She then clutched her stomach and said, "Ouch, my stomach is acting up. You guys go ahead, I'll be right back."

Xuanji also tactfully got up: "I'll go settle my lodgings for tonight."

In the blink of an eye, only Li Chen and He Ying remained in the huge hall.

Moonlight streamed through the carved window lattice, bathing the beautiful woman in a silvery glow.

The training ground in the backyard is paved with bluestone slabs and surrounded by ancient trees.

He Ying took off her outer robe, revealing her close-fitting training clothes.

Her voluptuous figure outlined breathtaking curves under the moonlight.

"Young Master Li, please." He Ying assumed a stance, her jade-like hand rising slightly, her sleeve slipping down to reveal half of her snow-white arm.

Li Chen smiled slightly: "Sect Leader He, please go first."

He Ying didn't stand on ceremony; with a light touch of her jade-like feet, she darted over like a swallow.

Her "Flowing Cloud Palm" technique emphasizes smooth, flowing movements, with each palm strike carrying a fragrant breeze.

While possessing strength and power, his movements were also delicate and elusive.

At first, He Ying pointed and gestured to Li Chen, preparing to tell him the secrets of the palm technique.

However, after three moves, she realized something was wrong.

No matter how she changed her moves, Li Chen always managed to "mistake" or "accidentally" appear at just the right moment, making her blush slightly at the spot where his palm landed.

Treated like this by a junior, He Ying began to get serious and decided to teach Li Chen a lesson. Her palm strikes were as sharp as knives, and her movements were as fast as lightning.

No matter how hard she tried, Li Chen remained in control, not only avoiding any hardship but also reaping the benefits, even having the leisure to admire her fluctuating figure caused by the intense exercise.

After fifty moves, He Yingxiang stopped, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

Her chest heaved violently, and a few strands of her hair, damp with sweat, clung to her flushed cheeks.

She asked breathlessly, "Young Master Li, what is your cultivation level? I've practiced this palm technique for thirty years, and I still can't even touch the hem of your clothes."

Li Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his figure as upright as a pine tree in the moonlight: "Peak of the Saint Realm."

"What?!" He Ying's almond-shaped eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and she froze on the spot.

Her beautiful face instantly turned bright red, even her ears turned bright red.

She recalled how she had just acted like an elder, pointing fingers at others.

Good heavens! This is so embarrassing.

He Ying wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. What exactly is the concept of a Saint Realm?
Such a powerful figure has never appeared in the entire history of Qingtian Pavilion!
"I...I..." she stammered, unable to speak, her neck turning pink with embarrassment.

Trying to teach a fish to swim in front of a Saint-level expert would be a laughing stock if word got out.

Just then, Dai Xiaoyao returned "at the opportune moment".

Seeing He Ying's appearance, he feigned surprise: "Aunt He, what's wrong?"

He Ying grabbed him and scolded him in a low voice, "Young Master Li is at the peak of the Saint Realm, why didn't you say so earlier!"

Dai Xiaoyao looked completely innocent: "I thought you knew!"

If you don't do this, how can you get close to Young Master Li?

He pressed anxiously, "You didn't offend Young Master Li, did you? Young Master Li has extremely high prestige in Tian Ce." He Ying bit her lower lip, "No, I didn't, but I was a little offended."

She recalled her "guidance" during the sparring session and the casual banter, and felt utterly ashamed and indignant.

Dai Xiaoyao's eyes darted around, and he lowered his voice, saying, "Aunt He, Young Master Li is going south soon. I'm not familiar with that area. Why don't you accompany him? Consider it an apology."

He Ying hesitated for a moment, then thought that being able to travel with such a powerful person would be a great opportunity for Qingtian Pavilion, so she nodded gently: "Alright, I am familiar with many sects in the south, but is Young Master Li willing?"

Dai Xiaoyao patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry! I'll take care of everything!"

He turned to look at Li Chen under the moonlight, who was looking at him with a half-smile.

Dai Xiaoyao secretly made a "done" gesture, a smug smile curving his lips.

Li Chen was very satisfied with Dai Xiaoyao's efficiency, and Dai Xiaoyao had good taste, always finding beauties that whetted the appetite.

Just from the competition just now, Li Chen was already thinking about how exciting it would be to compete in a different place.

The amplitude of that swaying was something most people couldn't match.

Dai Xiaoyao was responsible for finding opportunities for Li Chen, while Li Chen was responsible for picking up girls.

In the evening, He Ying specially changed into a light purple gauze dress and brought a carefully prepared late-night snack to Li Chen's residence.

Under the moonlight, she moved with light, graceful steps, the silver bells tied at her waist making a clear, crisp sound.

"Young Master Li, I'm ready." Before she could finish speaking, she saw Li Chen leaning against the window, the moonlight outlining his tall and straight figure.

When those deep eyes looked over, He Ying's heart involuntarily quickened.

He's so handsome, so incredibly handsome, and so young too.

However, she was only stunned for a moment, and then, considering that the man was the same age as her daughter, she didn't think much of it.

"Thank you, Sect Leader He." Li Chen took the food box, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her wrist, making He Ying's ears burn.

The food box contained southern-style pastries, exquisitely shaped and exuding a faint floral fragrance.

He Ying knelt down to the side and asked cautiously, "Young Master Li, where are you going this time?"

"I have been personally invited by the Pope to go to the Holy See of the Eternal Day Empire," Li Chen said, taking out the amethyst token from his pocket.

The token gleamed mysteriously in the moonlight, and the Pope's mark was clearly visible on it.

"The Pope?!" He Yingxing's eyes widened, and she almost dropped the teacup in her hand.

He was one of the strongest figures in the Southern Continent, the true ruler of the Eternal Day Empire, and a supreme being.

She had once witnessed a cardinal unleash his power, and the devastating force he displayed was still unforgettable.

And this young man in front of me actually received a personal invitation from the Pope.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Young Master Li has already reached the Saint Realm at such a young age, and his strength is unfathomable.

He Ying's breathing became rapid involuntarily, and her full chest rose and fell with her breath.

She secretly glanced at Li Chen's profile, a sense of awe and curiosity rising within her.

"Young Master Li, even though I wasn't invited, can I still go to the Holy See?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

Because she was just Li Chen's tour guide, there were some things he needed to clarify.

But you could tell from her words that she was actually quite interested in the Vatican.

Li Chen's lips curled up slightly: "Why not? We can set off together tomorrow."

He Ying was overjoyed and quickly got up to say goodbye and prepare her luggage.

She left in a hurry, unaware that Li Chen was staring intently at her swaying back.

That night, Xuanji was in trouble; all the firepower was directed at her.

(End of this chapter)