Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

He didn't turn around, but simply raised his hand and waved it behind him casually.

Without a deafening roar, the seven-colored fire lotus, powerful enough to reduce a half-emperor to ashes, was enveloped by an invisible spatial force the moment it touched his clothes, instantly teleporting away and disappearing from its original spot.

Immediately afterwards, Su Baichen stretched out his right hand and gently clenched it in the air.

"boom!"

Space shattered, and a long, slender hand reached out from the void, striking a spot with perfect precision.

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain rang out, the space distorted, and Cao Ying walked out, clutching her swollen forehead and looking aggrieved.

At this moment, Cao Ying's beautiful face was filled with resentment.

"Master, your spatial laws are too unfair!"

Cao Ying rubbed her forehead and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"I've already used the Emperor's Flame, can't you at least let me have a turn?"

Su Baichen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his disciple whom he had spoiled since childhood, and said with a smile, "Hmph, I have just come out of seclusion, and you dare to sneak up on me to test my strength."

"Now that you've done what you wanted, why aren't you happy?"

Upon hearing this, a stubborn glint flashed in Cao Ying's eyes, and she said unwillingly, "I haven't used my ultimate move yet! This time, I must defeat Master!"

The dream of defeating Su Baichen, planted long ago, still burns brightly.

She wanted to suppress her master, Su Baichen, with one hand; this was not a joke, but her lifelong pursuit.

As soon as she finished speaking, Cao Ying let out a sharp cry, and her imperial flames surged.

A soft light gathered around him, transforming into a little child who looked only seven or eight years old, whose body was made of seven-colored glazed flames—Emperor Flame Little White.

"Little White, go! Let's get them!"

Cao Ying pointed at Su Baichen with full confidence, like a queen commanding a general.

Su Baichen watched this scene and shook his head with amusement.

Xiao Bai blinked its eyes, which were made of flames. It first looked at the aggressive Cao Ying, and then looked up at Su Baichen, who was surrounded by countless spatial turbulence and exuded an "untouchable" divinity.

She stretched out her two chubby little hands and pointed to herself incredulously.

Me?

"Me, a fire spirit, going to fight a Dou Di who has proven his Dao through space and wields the power of space?!"

【Is it you, Master, who's gone mad, or am I?】

"Me, go and beat him up? That would just make me look like a lighter he can play with! "

Little White shook its head frantically, its tiny flame body trembling as it made a solemn refusal.

Seeing that her own fire spirit was intimidated before the battle even began, Cao Ying immediately unleashed her trump card.

She grabbed Little White and, ignoring its struggles, threw it away with all her might, like a sandbag.

"Go, Xiaobai! Defeat Master, I believe in you!"

"Eeya eeya—!"

Xiao Bai traced a poignant parabola through the air, watching the man below draw ever closer, her heart filled with unbearable sorrow.

What kind of terrible owner did I end up with?

[I must have committed too many sins in my past life to become her fire spirit in this one!]

Seeing the little white creature being thrown over, Su Baichen helplessly stretched out his arms and steadily caught the ball of seven-colored flames, holding it in his arms.

"You're really something!"

Su Baichen gently stroked Xiaobai's hair, smoothing its fur.

"No matter what, it's still your Fire Spirit. How can you just throw it away like that?"

Xiao Bai was extremely perceptive. Upon hearing this, it immediately pointed to Cao Ying not far away, its little flames flickering, clearly indicating that it was complaining.

Seeing this, Cao Ying glared fiercely at Xiao Bai, then angrily put her hands on her hips and looked at Su Baichen, turning the tables on him:

"Well, I am still your eldest disciple!"

"How could you just throw it away like that?"

“Back in the Dou Di Cave, when you threw me out, I saw it clearly; you were secretly laughing!”

"What kind of master in this world treats his disciple like this?"

Upon hearing this, Su Baichen's facial muscles twitched slightly, then he laughed speechlessly: "Isn't that what I learned from you? Back in the Demon Flame Space, didn't you just throw your master out to block the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame?"

"What? You're allowed to embarrass your teacher, but I can't embarrass you?"

After speaking, Su Baichen's smile vanished, replaced by a look of "nuclear benevolence" as he sized Cao Ying up and down:

"I see you're a Dou Di now."

"Since you're so itchy to do something..."

"How about I test your strength now, Master?"

Chapter 442 The Wedding; The Madam Invites You!

Seeing the half-smile on her master's lips, as if he was already planning how to "deal with" her, Cao Ying's mental battle simulation instantly kicked in.

In the scene, she uses every trick in the book—eating ninth-grade pills like candy, burning imperial flames, and fire lotuses flying everywhere.

But the man opposite him simply waved his sleeve nonchalantly, and all the destructive energy was silently transferred to the endless void by the spatial gate.

Immediately afterwards, space distorted, and her master's figure appeared behind her like a ghost.

Before she could react, she felt a chill on the back of her neck, and like a kitten being lifted by the scruff of its neck, she was thrown hundreds of miles away by a tremendous force.

Just as she was awkwardly adjusting her posture in mid-air, before she could even land, the space in front of her cracked open again, and the figure reappeared. It was the same hand, the same angle, and it ruthlessly threw her out like a volleyball once more...

Cao Ying shivered, her sense of reality returning.

[Yes, after meticulous tactical analysis, the odds of winning are approaching zero, or even negative.]

As the saying goes, those who understand the times are the heroes.

Cao Ying instantly dropped her previous aggressive demeanor, her expression changing faster than flipping through a book.

She obediently ran over, pulled Xiaobai, who was still complaining in Su Baichen's arms, and tossed her aside like trash. Then she affectionately took Su Baichen's arm.

"Oh dear, Master, what are you saying?"

Cao Ying blinked her big eyes, looking completely innocent.

"I am your eldest disciple. How can a disciple lay a hand on his master?"

"Isn't this utterly rebellious?"

"Don't you know me? I'm your most filial and obedient disciple, right?"

Little White, tossed aside, trembled violently as her flame-formed body turned away angrily at her shameless master who had instantly transformed into a "good girl," showing her her backside to indicate—I don't know this fickle person!

Just then, several streaks of light rushed in from afar, bringing with them wafts of fragrant breeze.

"Husband!"

"Bai Chen!"

"Brother Bai Chen!"

"master!"

"Father!"

Accompanied by a chorus of sweet calls, Queen Medusa Cailin took the lead, followed by Caidie, Xuanyi, Gu Xun'er, Ziyan, Yunyun, Xiaoyixian, Liu Muxi, and Xiaoyu.

Even his daughter Su Ling'er and son Su Mu followed behind, and the whole family arrived here in a grand procession.

Su Baichen looked at his family members who had followed him for many years and were now an integral part of his being, his gaze softening. His eyes swept over these stunning beauties one by one, and a warm feeling and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

Over the years, he has laid out plans in all directions and established the White Dust Realm. Although he has given them unparalleled status and power, he has only lacked a proper explanation.

It's time.

Su Baichen raised his head. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, even penetrating the boundaries of the White Dust Realm and spreading to every corner of the Dou Qi Continent.

"I, Su Baichen, the Lord of the White Dust Realm, have now ascended to the Emperor Realm. In seven days..."

He paused, looked at Cai Lin and the others, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"I will have a grand wedding and marry the one I love."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire White Dust Realm fell into a brief silence, followed by deafening cheers.

This voice, which shook the entire Dou Qi Continent, was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in the hearts of every powerful individual.

Immediately afterwards, countless messages began to circulate wildly:

[The Lord of the White Dust Realm, Su Baichen, will hold an Eternal Ceremony in the center of the White Dust Realm in seven days!]

[Marrying: Medusa Queen Cai Lin of the Snake-People Clan, Dan Ta Xuan Yi, Gu Xun'er, the daughter of the Ancient Clan, Zi Yan, the Ancient Dragon Emperor of Tai Xu, Cao Ying of the Cao Family, Cai Die, Yun Yun, Little Doctor Fairy, Liu Mu Xi, Xiao Yu...]

This long list, every name on it is a woman who holds a pivotal position on this continent.

At this moment, the entire Dou Qi Continent was in an uproar.

As everyone knows, the man who stands at the pinnacle will finally make the grandest promise to his loved ones on this day.

…………

Meanwhile, in the White Dust Realm, in a secluded and elegant garden.

Outside the window, the deafening sounds of gongs and drums mingled with the festive red glow, creating a sea of ​​light, immersing the entire realm in the anticipation of the grand celebration.

However, this liveliness seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier, making the room feel particularly cold and deserted.

Lingxi sat by the window, her fingers unconsciously twisting her handkerchief, listening to the laughter coming from outside, her eyes filled with resentment and loneliness.

She turned her head to look at Ling Yuhan, who was sitting quietly to the side, her voice choked with emotion:

“Miss, I thought that with our qualifications and sincerity, we would one day catch his eye… but now it seems that it was all just a mirage.”