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"Yuan'er, there's nothing we can do about it. Your father and I have done our best. That demoness's abilities are undeniable. Do you really want to see your mother and father perish at her hands before you're satisfied?"

Looking at Feng Yuan's crazed and resentful expression, the Empress couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, but the woman's abilities were too terrifying.

Even if she felt heartbroken for her daughter and regretted Lin Yue's death, it didn't mean the Empress wanted to sacrifice herself as well.

"But Brother Lin Yue watched me grow up since I was little. How can I let the murderer who killed him go unpunished!"

Feng Yuan practically roared out those words, her eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

Because she was so angry, the veins on her neck were throbbing, and the chains binding her wrists were rattling loudly.

The Empress was startled by her sudden outburst. Seeing how agitated Feng Yuan was, she knew that no matter what she said now, the other party wouldn't listen.

She sighed, her tone helpless.

"Yuan'er, Lin Yue was a close friend we grew up with. I know how important he was to you, but he was also our friend. We were heartbroken by his death, but the killer was too powerful; there was nothing we could do..."

Right now, we can only wait for the Fusang God to return from his tribulation and for him to personally deal with that demoness. A day in heaven is a year on earth; mortals have short lifespans, at most four hundred days... You should calm down in this fiery hell.”

After saying this, the Empress Dowager refused to look at Feng Yuan's expression any longer.

She suppressed the bitterness and pity in her heart, turned around and left the Frozen Hell.

Behind him, only the phoenix kite remained, its frantic roars echoing through this desolate hell.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yuan, who had been desperately struggling to break free of her restraints, finally calmed down.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her black hair, which was draped behind her, was disheveled.

Feng Yuan had only been in the Frostfire Hell for a few hours. Knowing that her daughter was delicate and precious, the Empress specially provided her with a magical artifact to protect her from the chilling aura of the Frostfire Hell.

Inside the storage jade bracelet on her wrist, the Empress had specially prepared top-grade spiritual fruits and a bed, which Feng Yuan could take at will as she wished.

Therefore, although Feng Yuan was seemingly being punished by being locked in the Fiery Prison, apart from being chained and losing her freedom, she was treated no differently than an immortal.

Even because of the Empress's favoritism, the items in her storage bracelet were much better than before.

But for the celestial princess, who was used to sweeping across the three realms and being arrogant, no matter how much the Heavenly Empress and Heavenly Emperor considered for her sake,

Being dragged into the Frozen Hell in front of so many immortals, like a lowly prisoner, she felt nothing but humiliation!

Why?! Why on earth?!

Everyone clearly dislikes the Fusang God, yet he favors those insignificant mortals like ants!

She only wanted to go along with everyone's wishes and let the Fusang God see the true colors of those foolish mortals! In the end, why was it her fault?

Her beloved brother Lin Yue was killed by an unknown demoness, and her loving father and mother became ruthless and heartless!

Not only do they not help Lin Yue avenge his brother, but they also want him to suffer in this boundless hell of ice and fire!

Four hundred days, haha, four hundred days.

A year in heaven is a day on earth. It will take the Goddess of Fusang more than four hundred years to finish her tribulation. Does that mean she will have to wait another four hundred years to avenge her brother Lin Yue?

The thought of Lin Yue, the brother who cherished her like a precious treasure, dying under mysterious circumstances, while she had to watch the murderer go unpunished!

Suddenly, an inexplicable anger surged through her chest, and Feng Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood!

She slowly raised her head. This little princess, who had always been cherished by the immortals, now had a ferocious and sinister face, like a demon crawling out of hell!

"Brother Lin Yue! I promise! I will definitely avenge you!"

Since only the God of Fusang can kill the demoness, then she will let the God of Fusang return to his position!

She has ways to make the Fusang God descend to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation, and she also has many ways to bring him back!

Thinking of this, the dark malice in Feng Yuan's eyes almost solidified into a tangible form.

After an unknown amount of time, a maid finally appeared in the cold and lifeless Frozen Hell.

Looking at the phoenix kite lying prostrate on the ground, the celestial attendant was somewhat frightened.

"Little, little princess, it was Her Majesty the Heavenly Empress who granted this privilege!"

Before the maid could finish speaking, Feng Yuan suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her, pulling the maid away uncontrollably.

Feng Yuan gripped the maid's neck tightly, her voice icy, "Do you have the key to these chains?"

"I...I don't have it."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuan suddenly tightened her fingers, and just as the fairy servant was about to die, the fairy servant struggled desperately.

"Your Highness, please don't kill me! I can help you get the key!"

Seeing that Feng Yuan was about to kill him, out of the instinct for survival, the little fairy servant actually grabbed Feng Yuan's hand and managed to say a long string of words in the last few seconds.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuan, whose expression had been cold and aloof just moments before, slowly narrowed her eyes.

Is this really true?

"This servant swears an oath to Heaven: if I break this oath or reveal this oath, may my soul and body be annihilated!"

Fearing that the capricious little princess might beat him to death, the fairy servant, ignoring the pain in his neck, immediately knelt down and kowtowed to apologize after being released.

Seeing her cowardly appearance, a mocking glint flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes.

"In that case, I'll give you two days to bring the item, otherwise..."

That's all I have to say, but the immortal servant can almost imagine the consequences of disobeying.

She shuddered and lowered her head, suppressing her fear.

"promise."

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A day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth.

Six years have passed in the blink of an eye. Shang Fuyan has maintained a good lifestyle and taken good care of himself. Although he is over thirty, his face still looks almost the same as that of a twenty-year-old.

Besides the increased indifference in his eyes and brows, his aura was also more profound than before.

As he swung the axe to chop wood, beads of hot sweat dripped down his high-bridged nose...

Yes, it's even more captivating than before.

The girl lying on the recliner not far away looks exactly the same as she did six years ago.

The one who has changed the most is Yang Shaoqin.

He has grown from a child who could only feel wronged and want to cry to a young man who is almost on par with Shang Fuyan.

The sword, which was originally too heavy to hold firmly, was now being swung around with great force. If it weren't for the barrier that Sang Huan had set up in advance, with his heaven-defying potential to break through to the True Immortal realm, he could have cut through the surrounding mountains and rivers with a single strike.

After finishing a set of sword techniques, Yang Shaoqin wiped the sweat from his brow and sheathed his sword behind him.

With sparkling eyes, she bowed and greeted Shang Fuyan beside her before turning around and rushing to Sang Huan with great interest.

"Master, you said before that you would take me out for training once I had mastered this sword technique. Now I have fully mastered it! When will you take me out for training?"

Sang Huan was flipping through her recent storybooks. In the past few years, besides staying at home in her little wooden house, she would also take the two of them, one big and one small, to nearby towns every few months for a few months of travel. When they came back, she would also kill the evil spirits that were harming people in the area to give Yang Shaoqin experience points.

She and Shang Fuyan, a mortal whose mind was only on his little wife, watched from the sidelines without feeling anything, but Yang Shaoqin, who was doing everything himself, was extremely excited.

After each task was completed and he returned to the cabin, he would ask Sang Huan when the next training session would be or what the requirements were. Once he received the instructions, he would do his best to complete them.

Right now, Sang Huan has set a target and is asking for a reward for achieving it.

Upon hearing this, Sang Huan closed the storybook in her hand. Just as she was about to reply, she suddenly noticed an unusual noise.

She paused slightly, her peach blossom eyes narrowed as she glanced in a certain direction before casually looking away.

Her delicate eyebrows arched slightly, her beautiful red lips curved into a smile, and the words she uttered changed.

"Well, we won't be going out for training this time."

"Ah, why?"

"Because a fool has come knocking on our door."

That just so happens, she's getting a little tired of this life anyway.