He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

Su Qingluan trembled all over, the tickling sensation on the soles of her feet making her groan softly, her voice charming and melodious, with a hint of suppressed panting.

She abruptly pulled her foot back, feeling both ashamed and angry. Then, she raised her other foot and stomped hard on Xu Yi's face, her tone filled with rage.

"Don't scratch me."

Xu Yi felt a wave of dizziness as he was stepped on. He slapped away her long, slender leg, his voice filled with anger and despair.

"Ah! Get out of my way!"

Su Qingluan's legs were slapped open, but instead of getting angry, she laughed.

She found Xu Yi's puffed-up, slightly aggrieved face very amusing.

It made her unable to get angry.

Xu Yi, on the other hand, was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide.

He felt he had absolutely no chance of turning the tide.

Xu Yi understood that anyone who knew their enemy possessed the ability to rapidly advance their cultivation level while sleeping would do everything in their power to stop them.

We will never give the other party any chance to grow.

Su Qingluan must be out of her mind not to kill herself now.

Or perhaps she wanted to watch herself go crazy because she couldn't sleep.

Thinking of this, Xu Yi lowered his head resignedly.

Su Qingluan kicked him lightly again, and he didn't resist anymore.

Seeing Xu Yi's lifeless appearance, Su Qingluan lost her previous interest in teasing him.

She leaned closer and gently pinched his cheek.

"Why do you look like a dead person again? Smile."

Xu Yi sat motionless, like a puppet.

Seeing his stubbornness, Su Qingluan frowned slightly, pinched his cheek with a little force, and gently shook it.

"Respect me."

As soon as she finished speaking, a heavy pressure emanated from her body, which enveloped Xu Yi tightly.

Xu Yi was so overwhelmed by Su Qingluan's pressure that he felt a surge of anger and frustration.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he suddenly looked up and bit Su Qingluan's finger, which was still pinching his cheek.

Su Qingluan felt a sharp pain in her fingertips, but she wasn't angry. Instead, a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes. At least he had reacted.

Her fingertips paused slightly, and she gently withdrew her hand, glancing at the faint teeth marks left on her fingertips before looking up at him.

"Why aren't you pretending to be dead?"

Xu Yi looked up and met Su Qingluan's gaze.

"Playing dead? I'm not playing dead anymore, I'm fucking dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yi's aura suddenly surged, and he began to channel his spiritual power in preparation for self-destruction.

When Su Qingluan saw that he was trying to kill himself again, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and her heart tightened for no reason. This...this coward!

In a moment of urgency, she raised her hand, flicked her fingers, and gathered a wisp of spiritual energy at her fingertips, gently flicking it towards Xu Yi.

With a thud, Xu Yi's vision went black and he collapsed into Su Qingluan's arms.

......

Meanwhile, on the northern border.

On the vast Gobi Desert, the wind whips up sand and dust, creating a desolate atmosphere.

Beside a huge rock, a petite girl with a slightly chubby face stood.

She looked at the purple-clad figure sitting on the boulder, her face full of helplessness, and cautiously began to speak.

"Sister Jiang... Sister Jiang, this is the tenth pot of wine you've drunk today. Please stop drinking."

Jiang Xuange paused, his hand holding the wine glass still for a moment. He remained silent for two seconds, then spoke in a hoarse, weary voice, his tone indifferent.

"No, I don't know why, but I'm in a particularly bad mood today."

The chubby-cheeked girl lowered her head, looking at the yellow sand beneath her feet, her voice tinged with heartache as she softly said...

"Over the years, when have you ever been in a good mood...?"

She paused here, not finishing her sentence.

She sighed and continued.

"You rely on liqueurs to get by every day; your body will break down sooner or later."

"Where do we go next? Are we going to continue wandering around this northern region?"

Upon hearing the girl's words, the woman in purple slowly stood up, and the wine pot and wine cup in her hand disappeared into thin air.

She looked up westward, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, then replaced by determination, as if responding to a young girl, or perhaps talking to herself.

"Go to the Western Regions, that voice in my heart tells me, I must go to the Western Regions..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint light emanated from her body, and the next second, she transformed into a blur and disappeared from the spot.

The chubby-cheeked girl looked in the direction she disappeared and sighed softly.

Her eyes were filled with helplessness, but she dared not delay. She immediately activated her spiritual power and disappeared from the spot.

.....

Back in the Western Regions, Xu Yi woke up groggily.

Then, looking down, he discovered that his limbs were once again restrained by chains.

Xu Yi immediately gathered his spiritual power, trying to shatter the chains by force.

But the spiritual energy inexplicably began to dissipate halfway through its circulation.

Xu Yi paused for a moment, then looked down to examine it closely. He saw that the chain was engraved with a bunch of fine patterns, which were emitting a faint blue light.

Having seen much in his previous life, Xu Yi recognized it at a glance—a fifth-order spirit-sealing rune.

It specifically counters the spiritual power of cultivators, can block the flow of energy through meridians, and is at the fifth level, making it impossible for cultivators in the Dharma Aspect Realm to break free.

That's bad, they can't even self-destruct anymore.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Su Qingluan walked in. Her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, carrying a hint of lingering anger, and her gaze fell directly on Xu Yi.

"Try exposing yourself now."

Xu Yi angrily turned his head to the side, ignoring Su Qingluan.

Seeing this, Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows slightly, said no more nonsense, walked to the bedside, bent down, and took off her soft shoes, revealing her pale ankles.

Then she raised her hand and untied the tie at the front of her dress. With a light tug, the outer layer of moon-white fabric slid down her smooth shoulders, revealing a thin inner lining.

After doing all this, she stepped forward and slowly approached Xu Yi.

Xu Yi noticed Yun Jing, turned around abruptly to look at her, his voice tinged with panic.

"What are you going to do!"

Su Qingluan ignored him, leaned down and slowly sat on him. After regaining her balance, she reached out and pinched his face, forcing him to look up at her.

"You are not allowed to commit suicide again. I'm letting you go to sleep."

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, his tone tinged with resentment.

"Aren't you afraid I'll get revenge on you after I become stronger?"

Su Qingluan gently stroked his cheek with her fingertips, her tone somewhat nonchalant.

"I'm not afraid, you can't possibly beat me anyway."

"boast!"

Xu Yi scoffed.

A brief silence fell over the room after those words. Xu Yi, unable to contain himself, turned his head away to avoid her gaze.

"So what's the point of you binding me, your enemy, like this?"

Su Qingluan gently rubbed the corner of his lips with her thumb, her tone soft yet tinged with a hint of malice.

"I just want to bully you and torment you, but I don't want you to die."

Xu Yi gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.

"It's true what they say, the weak are bullied by dogs."

Su Qingluan chuckled softly and whispered in his ear.

"It's the weak pig that gets ridden."

"you!"

Xu Yi was instantly enraged, his chest churning with fury, and he raised his hand to punch Su Qingluan's supple abdomen.