CHAPTER 407: 174. DEVELOP THE SECOND ATTRIBUTE OF NANGONG BIYAO! SHE TURNS OUT TO BE A FREAK!_1

"Thank you, Princess Consort."

Inside the carriage, Lin Xiao took a long, lazy stretch, feeling revitalized.

"Lin Xiao! You’ve gone too far! I will... kill you sooner or later!"

Nangong Biyao bit her red lips, her cheeks flushing with shame. Taking out a handkerchief, she furiously wiped her clothes and face in disgust.

In both her lives, she had always been a phoenix among mortals, never subjected to such humiliation! To think, even her nominal husband in this life, a man she held in high esteem, had never laid a hand on her! But now, she had been made to... by a man about the same age as her own son...

If Chen’er found out about this, given his personality, would he... disown me as his mother?

No, he absolutely wouldn’t! If Chen’er knew how much his mother sacrificed for him, he would only feel heartbroken!

Nangong Biyao’s lips trembled as she tried to console herself. However, no matter how much she attempted to rationalize, the scenes from earlier persistently resurfaced in her mind, utterly inescapable!

She had always been obsessed with personal hygiene. Even bathing and grooming her own child when he was young was handled by servants. But now, she had used her own hands... To think, even in her previous life, the only one who had truly touched her body was her formidable adversary, the Taiyin Sword Emperor!

"Enough, enough, Princess Consort. Constantly threatening me like this is unbefitting of you."

Lin Xiao sat down, his sharp eyes casually sweeping over her. "If you truly wanted to kill me, you would have done so back at the inn, right?"

"After all, I’m merely at the early Nascent Soul stage, while you, despite not having fully recovered your past life’s cultivation, are a world-shaking powerful master at the early Divine Transformation stage."

"You... Forget it! You despicable, shameless thief! Using my Chen’er’s reputation and life to threaten me, I have no choice but to endure this for now! However! If, later on, you fail to follow the plan, defeat the Demon Sect, and successfully rescue my Chen’er..." Nangong Biyao’s expression turned icy, her voice ominous as she said, "Then be prepared to face the accumulated wrath of two lifetimes from the Celestial Maiden of Jade Pool!"

"Tsk tsk. Princess Consort, you’re not being honest with yourself."

Lin Xiao sneered. "Given your temperament, after I’ve repeatedly tested your limits, even with your profound maternal love for Ye Chen, you should have erupted by now, shouldn’t you?"

"This..."

Nangong Biyao’s beautiful eyes narrowed, her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks inexplicably flushed. "Lin Xiao! What... what are you trying to say!"

Indeed, she asked herself: given her true nature, if a junior like Lin Xiao, someone of her son’s generation, had offended her so grievously, she would have long since had him killed! Who cared what leverage he had! And yet... when he made those outrageous demands earlier, she had merely hurled abuse before eventually... succumbing to his coercion! This... this was absolutely not something that the Chief Celestial Maiden of the Upper Realm’s Misty Cloud Palace, the Celestial Maiden of Jade Pool, should ever do!

Nangong Biyao’s heart was in turmoil; she was utterly panicking. She felt that she had changed! But how, exactly, she couldn’t say. Helpless, she found her gaze drawn to the handsome, yet wickedly charming young man before her, as if seeking an answer from him.

"Good. Since the Princess Consort has asked, this junior will help you understand without hiding anything."

Lin Xiao’s gaze grew sharper, like a sword that could pierce through a person’s heart. "As I see it, it might have been understandable if I had initially used Ye Chen to coerce you into meeting my Master on the mountain."

"But later, when I repeatedly used Ye Chen to threaten you, constantly encroaching upon your body and mind, even treating you like a lowly servant girl in front of my Master—and you still endured it! Do you truly believe this is still because of your maternal love for Ye Chen?"

"I..."

Hearing his words, Nangong Biyao was struck speechless, her heart plunging into an even greater abyss of dread.

"Impossible! You impudent brat! Don’t act so high and mighty, as if you see through everything! In my previous life, when I weathered the Heavenly Tribulation alone and, with a single sword, fought my way to the highest heavens, you weren’t even cosmic dust!" Nangong Biyao forcefully suppressed her inner turmoil, her ample bosom heaving as she retorted coldly.

"Ah, there she goes again."

Lin Xiao sighed wearily. "Very well. Since the Princess Consort is unwilling to face her own heart, allow this junior to spell it out for you."

Lin Xiao crouched down, lifting Nangong Biyao’s delicate, snow-white chin. He said, word by word, "Princess Consort, you’re starting to enjoy this feeling of being coerced, haven’t you realized? You... In the words of my homeland, beneath your untamable exterior hides an extremely masochistic heart. That’s also why, in your past life, despite your lifelong pride and invincibility, you were singularly obsessed with the Taiyin Sword Emperor. Why do you think that is?"

"Because she was the only woman who could truly hurt you!"

"Princess Consort, perhaps you should recall the moment before the Demon Suppression Pagoda. When I held you in that ’sweet’ embrace, you were caressing the pagoda wall, speaking words of anguish to Ye Chen inside, yet you didn’t refuse my touch. Why was that?"

"Clearly, you’re enjoying this sensation."

"Or perhaps, to put it more bluntly—"

Lin Xiao stared at the gorgeous woman before him. Her face had turned as pale as snow and was breaking out in a cold sweat, her beautiful almond eyes darting around nervously. He moved closer and couldn’t resist kissing her on the lips.

MWUAH.

This time, compared to the sudden stolen kiss earlier, it felt exceptionally smooth and pleasant! He could even feel her soft, full lips responding to his!

"So, Princess Consort, deep down, you are a..."

The next moment, under Nangong Biyao’s gaze—a maelstrom of shock, shame, anger, and other emotions—Lin Xiao enunciated two words:

"Pervert."

Pervert!?

Hearing these two words, Nangong Biyao felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue. Her entire body shuddered violently, and then an unprecedented fury blazed in her beautiful eyes! It was a rage that could incinerate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, a fury that sent chills down the spines of countless prodigies of the Upper Realm! That was the rage of the Celestial Maiden of Jade Pool!

It must be known that she, Nangong Biyao, had lived a life of immense pride, looking down on everyone. Her lifelong ambition was to reach the pinnacle of existence, to defy the heavens, and to stand unparalleled through eternity!

Across her two lives, she had held countless titles and identities. Some, in fear, called her the Heaven-Slaying Demoness; others, with reverence, hailed her as the Empress of the Immortal Sect; brilliant geniuses, consumed by love, worshipped her as their one true goddess!

And now, some despicable, arrogant cur from the Lower Realm dared to call her... a pervert!?

"You yellow-haired little thief! You... you die today!"

Nangong Biyao, incandescent with rage, rose to her full height. Her terrifying and boundless True Power erupted, and the immense, tangible pressure it generated instantly startled the eight Spirit Steeds, causing them to bolt and gallop away frantically!

The carriage began to shake even more violently!

"As expected of the Celestial Maiden of Jade Pool. Her Nine Heavens Mysterious Female Technique is truly extraordinary." Lin Xiao pressed a hand to his somewhat aching chest, yet the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl upwards.

In fact, if Nangong Biyao had genuinely intended to kill him just now, even with his already perfected Drunken Immortal Watching Moon Step, he could not have completely evaded a direct attack at such close range from a Divine Transformation powerful master.

Therefore, this further confirmed his judgment! The woman before him, Princess Consort Beichuan, the male protagonist’s mother... she really was a female pervert!

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao couldn’t help but feel a renewed sense of excitement.

"Lin Xiao, remember this: there won’t be a next time!"

Just as Lin Xiao was lost in thought, Nangong Biyao waved a dismissive hand and crossed her shapely legs, finally reverting to the arrogant, domineering demeanor she had displayed at their first meeting.

"Okay, okay, Mrs. Ye, then let’s look forward to ’next time’," Lin Xiao made light of it and chuckled. "Moreover, Princess Consort, please refrain from calling me ’yellow-haired little thief’ all the time. I find that term quite offensive. For now, we are, after all, partners. For the smooth execution of our upcoming plan, please show me some courtesy."

"It’s still the same words: you wouldn’t want Kenta... ah pfft, Ye Chen, to lose his last chance of survival, would you?"

Yes, although Nangong Biyao currently appeared embittered, he had already started to imagine some classic scenes based on the art films of his previous life! This time, he resolved to make Ye Chen suffer unbearably, drain his Luck Value to zero, and eliminate this future threat once and for all!

The rest of the journey passed in silence, with the two sharing the carriage without exchanging a word. Lin Xiao couldn’t be bothered with her either and focused on activating "Beiming Swallowing Celestial Power" to regulate his True Yuan, which had just reached the strength of the Nascent Soul stage. He knew that what awaited in Beacon City—battling the Eight Great Demon Sects alongside his childhood friend Xuan’er—might very well be another fierce fight!

The horse-drawn carriage sped along like the wind.

「About half an hour later.」

They had crossed the border of the Great Chu Dynasty, the territory of the Qinglan Sect.

At this very moment, a sharp, pure Sword Qi swept past the carriage from all sides, startling the eight North Territory treasure steeds into a flurry of neighs. The vehicle lurched to a halt.

"There’s a powerful expert blocking our path." On the opposite seat, Princess Consort Beichuan, who had regained her aloof aura, suddenly awoke from her meditation. She opened her eyes and said coldly.

"Don’t move. This person is a friend of mine." Due to his Formless Sword Body, Lin Xiao recognized the newcomer’s identity from this Sword Intent alone.

"Your friend?" Nangong Biyao’s eyes grew cold. "You yellow-haired—! You told someone else about our affairs? Hmm?"

Lin Xiao ignored her and stepped out of the carriage.

As expected, he saw a tall, imposing figure with a handsome, heroic face, dressed in the Daoist robe of the Chief Disciple of Dragon Head Peak.

That’s right, the newcomer was none other than Jiang Yuan! The man who, in a sense, had helped set Lin Xiao on his current path as a legendary villain in this life.

"Well, well, Old Jiang, what wind blew you here?" Lin Xiao walked over, laughing.

He had a good impression of this Brother Jiang. He initially wanted to cordially shake his hands, but the thought of True Master Ziyun’s reputed inclinations—and the unsettling possibility that such things might be a ’traditional art’ of Dragon Head Peak—made him ultimately withdraw his hand.

"Junior Brother Lin," Jiang Yuan said, his expression cold and stern, "the woman in the carriage—is she Princess Consort Beichuan, Nangong Biyao?"

"Ah... Yes, she is. What’s wrong?" Lin Xiao thought for a moment and chose not to deceive him.

"Junior Brother Lin, stay away from this person! She is Ye Chen’s greatest backer! She will absolutely not let you off!" Jiang Yuan advised urgently.