Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 374: White Dragon Scale
As soon as the emperor spoke, a faint smile curled on Yu Yan’s lips: "As you command."
Chen Muxue felt a sense of crisis, and her right hand instinctively raised. The iron pot seemed to sense it too and flew out at the first moment!
"Bang!"
The iron pot was once again struck fiercely, embedding directly into the wall with a "buzz," still vibrating continuously.
Chen Muxue only felt a tearing sensation in the muscles of her right hand, and her bones ached dully. Before she could recover, another strike approached her face!
The vast spiritual power and powerful impact were ominous even from a distance! The others, who were previously shaken to the surroundings, felt a silent mourning in their hearts.
Why haven’t the master and others arrived yet?! Lin Qing screamed in her heart. Judging by Yu Yan’s eunuch movements, was he planning to destroy Chen Muxue’s spirit root, thereby trapping her in the palace?!
All for a bowl of soup!?
The Second Prince, who had been minimizing his presence in the corner, saw such a scene for the first time. He had heard of the emperor’s recent absurdity but didn’t expect he would act so for a bowl of chicken soup?
The father in his memory had never paid attention to him, but in the Second Prince’s impression, as an emperor, his father was not great, but neither was he foolish. Yet now—
When everyone thought Chen Muxue would undoubtedly suffer from this strike, a burst of golden light unexpectedly blossomed! The thunderous roar nearly tore everyone’s eardrums apart!
Cen Lizhui, rushing forward in a daze, was unprepared and was pushed away, yet compared to the strength of Yu Yan’s strike he had expected to withstand, this blow was far less terrifying. The spiritual power within it inexplicably seemed... familiar to Cen Lizhui?!
The White Dragon Scale!
As he landed, Cen Lizhui finally recalled where this familiar spiritual power came from. He widened his eyes, surprised that the dragon scale he thought lost was on Chen Muxue? When did it end up on her?
Or... was it stolen?
Cen Lizhui slowly got up, frowning slightly due to his speculation. Although Chen Muxue often seemed unreliable, she wouldn’t steal. She must have picked it up when he lost it.
In that case, blocking this strike by coincidence was a blessing in disguise.
Yu Yan squinted, a glint in his barely open eyes, and murmured to himself: "White Dragon? I thought the Dragon Clan was extinct in this world... this is just perfect..."
As the afterglow of the White Dragon Scale faded, Yu Yan flipped his hand, but it was no longer forming a lethal hand sign, as if he was brewing something. Yet before he could make a move, something even more unexpected happened!
As the remnant light of the White Dragon Scale vanished, the surrounding dust settled, and before Chen Muxue’s face could be seen clearly, a more violent spiritual power burst forth! Those who were already lying on the ground were immediately sent rolling around!
Even the Second Prince hiding in the corner was not spared; he, already leaning against the wall, felt as if a 200-pound person was desperately pressing him against the wall, almost suffocating!
"Cough, cough... ho—"
Whether it was due to Yu Yan or not, Yu Yan and the emperor remained unmoved by this spiritual power, but the emperor began to cough violently, almost choking, clutching his neck like a dying man struggling.
Meanwhile, in the Eastern Palace, the temperature in the Crown Prince’s bedroom suddenly rose. The Crown Prince’s body temperature restored rapidly, and before Yan Luan could react, he abruptly opened his eyes, sitting up like a spring.
