My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

In Fang Yun's palm, a clock with shimmering golden light appeared. As the clock emerged, a radiant golden light filled the sky, and a faint column of light descended from above.

"It's actually the Heaven Treasure, the Saint Dragon Clock!"

For the first time, Luan Xiaoyao's small face turned serious.

On the other side, Old Yang had prepared the carriage to pick up Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan to return home.

After helping Lady Gu into the carriage, Gu Lan suddenly sensed turbulent true energy not far away, indicating a fierce battle between powerful individuals.

He paused, smiled at Mu Yuyan, and said, "Madam, you go back first. I forgot something at the teahouse. I'll retrieve it and return shortly."

Mu Yuyan nodded, "Alright, my husband, go ahead. Remember to come back early."

"Good!"

Gu Lan turned and left, while Mu Yuyan put down the curtain, her phoenix eyes sparkling.

She stared at the direction Gu Lan departed, sensing several formidable auras engaging in battle not far away. She instinctively clenched her sleeve.

However, after a brief moment, Mu Yuyan shook her head, smiled to herself, and relaxed her delicate figure.

"Why am I worrying... with Master Gu's cultivation, he's already at ease in coming and going. It's just unnecessary anxiety, overthinking things..."

...

On the deserted street, which was now stained with quite a bit of blood, it was mostly from Wu Fan.

The other three, all undead warriors, wielded various divine weapons.

Only Wu Fan had an innate-grade knife, which had already suffered multiple slashes from Ms Gui's claws.

While others exhibited their prowess, Wu Fan bore the brunt of the beating.

"Fang, quickly deal with that annoying girl. I can't hold on much longer!"

Wu Fan shouted loudly.

"Alright, I'll do my best!"

Fang Yun's eyes narrowed. He began to fully activate the Saint Dragon Clock in his hands.

With this treasure deployed, Luan Xiaoyao was clearly at a disadvantage, and the vengeful spirit swordsman was gradually forced back under the pressure of the golden light.

"Hmph! Young County Princess, give up. Your Soul Reaper Umbrella is an extremely yin object. When faced with the Saint Dragon Clock, which is supremely pure and yang, your only fate is to be burned to ashes!"

Fang Yun smirked.

Fortunately, he had brought this ancestral treasure, and it indeed played a significant role!

"Don't think about it!"

Luan Xiaoyao closed her eyes and formed a mysterious seal.

The red color of the Soul Reaper Umbrella became even more vibrant. At this moment, strange red lines appeared on her skin.

"I will personally take action and see how strong your broken clock really is!"

"Hehe, you are overestimating yourself!"

With the support of the Saint Dragon Clock, Fang Yun was quite confident.

Duang!

Crackling!

The edge of the Soul Reaper Umbrella scraped against the Saint Dragon Clock, creating sparks and thunderous sounds.

After a series of explosions, Luan Xiaoyao staggered back several yards, her eyes resentful as she bit her lip. Numbness tingled at her tiger's mouth.

On the other side, Fang Yun merely took a half-step back, and the radiance on the Jade Dragon Clock remained undiminished.

"Early on, I requested the County Princess to leave, but she refused. Now that this treasure is unleashed, turning hostility into friendship would be difficult!"

Fang Yun's face bore a contemptuous smile as he stared at Luan Xiaoyao. He pondered that if he truly killed the Northern Ming County Princess here, it would likely provoke a war between the Northern Ming Dynasty and the Great Jing Dynasty.

Since the goal was to weaken the Great Jing Nation's power, this seemed like a brilliant plan!

After comprehending this, a murderous intent filled Fang Yun's face.

He didn't hesitate to shake the Saint Dragon Clock once again, and a golden radiance surged forth like a mountain pressing down towards Luan Xiaoyao.

Luan Xiaoyao's pupils slightly dilated, and she hurriedly opened the umbrella to block.

Hidden in the shadows, Gu Lan shook her head. It seemed that the young girl was in trouble.

Faced with attribute suppression, the power of the Soul Reaper Umbrella had not been fully unleashed, significantly diminishing her cross-tier challenge capability.

However, in the next moment, Luan Xiaoyao's Soul Reaper Umbrella did not collide with the Saint Dragon Clock as expected.

The imagined scene of being blasted away did not occur.

A fair, jade-like hand suddenly appeared, directly supporting the Saint Dragon Clock in midair.

Everyone present, whether on-site or observing from afar, was stunned. A breathtaking blue-haired woman with striking facial features, exuding a three-dimensional beauty like someone of mixed heritage, appeared. Her gem-like eyes were brilliantly clear. She wore a long, white dress, and her slender jade legs stepped into crystal-like jade boots as she descended from the sky.

In her hand, the Saint Dragon Clock rotated slowly, seemingly out of Fang Yun's control!

"What the heck!?"

"Out of nowhere, a sudden savior. But this woman's appearance doesn't seem human. Could she be a demon?"

Gu Lan stared intently, trying to discern more. However, she couldn't detect any demonic energy.

On the long street, with the cool evening breeze, the blue-haired woman's clothing fluttered gently. She cast a faint glance at the Saint Dragon Clock in her hand before raising her eyes to look at Fang Yun, who was wearing an astonished expression.

"Are you one of the subordinates of the Great Yu Dynasty, under Tuoba Mo?"

Her voice was ethereal, giving off a sensation of a deep-sea echo.

Fang Yun snapped out of his stupor and nodded, examining this overly beautiful woman with suspicion.

Suddenly, he noticed a faint, crystal-clear blue shimmer on her fair forehead under the moonlight.

"Are you from the East Sea Dragon Clan!?"

Fang Yun exclaimed. He remembered that Yu Huang had warned him about a dragon in Tuoba Mo's residence who knew some secrets about the Dragon Clan.

Hence, it was highly likely that the Dragon Clan would intervene in their journey through the Jing Nation.

However, he hadn't expected the Dragon Clan to intervene so opportunistically, precisely when they were attempting to kill the Northern Ming County Princess!

Fang Yun's face became solemn. The blue-haired woman nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes as cold as ice. "I am the granddaughter of the Dragon Lord. I was tasked to search for my aunt's whereabouts."

"Since you are from the Wind and Cloud Sacred Land and have a connection with that dragon, now come back with me to the East Sea. Accept the judgment of our clan!"

The tone was domineering enough, truly befitting of the Dragon Clan. Gu Lan's lips curled upward, finding this matter increasingly interesting.

Isn't searching for an aunt's storyline reserved for Yang Guo? How did it turn into the Little Dragon Maiden now?

"It's absolutely impossible for me to go with you to the East Sea!"

Fang Yun's eye twitched. The strength of the East Sea Dragon Clan was incredibly vast, capable of crushing the Four Great Dynasties.

If they fought in the sea, their combat effectiveness would only increase. If he went to the Dragon Clan's territory, Fang Yun would be like a fish on a chopping board!

Seeing his reluctance, the blue-haired dragon woman stopped talking. The aura around her turned extremely cold.

A phantom of a profound frost dragon slowly materialized behind her, standing in the air, radiating a brilliance comparable to the moon in the sky.

"Damn it, give me back the Saint Dragon Clock first!"

Fang Yun's eyes revealed a fierce expression. He would rather fight with this dragon woman now than let her take away the ancestral treasure.

"The Saint Dragon Clock is one of the missing Heaven Treasures. In ancient times, it was originally our Dragon Clan's artifact. It was stolen by you, and now that I've taken it back, it's returning to its rightful owner!"

The blue-haired dragon woman looked down on him, saying calmly, "You are rude, insulting our prince. It seems unnecessary to take you to the East Sea. I will kill you right here!"

With this statement, Fang Yun was stunned.

When did I insult your prince?

Gu Lan, observing the Ice Mountain beauty, couldn't help but burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, this meticulous-looking Little Dragon Maiden played this kind of cold joke. Truly, the contrast was so striking!