Ye Luoli's Golden Glory

Chapter 168 Yin Chen, Wei Churuo

In the silent night sky, in addition to the bright moon in the sky, there is also a crescent moon composed of countless blue and purple diamonds, sparkling with crystal light. A palace stands on the crescent moon, wrapped in clouds and mist, looming and full of mystery.

The palace is constructed entirely of transparent, shimmering crystal, its translucent walls and vaulted ceilings radiating a gentle glow. Its structure is elegant and classical, seemingly woven from delicate geometric patterns. Each side of the palace reflects a pale blue light, creating a mysterious and majestic appearance.

The palace's entrance was marked by a pair of intricately carved crystal gates, engraved with ancient and mysterious symbols that emitted a faint fluorescent glow. As the light shifted, the crystal walls took on different hues, from pale blue to deep purple to silvery white, as if they could blend into the night sky.

In the center of the palace is a huge transparent dome, with strands of silver-white silk threads hanging from the dome and crystal beads decorating the dome. Together with the silver-white crystal moon, the dome seems like a brand new starry sky.

Below the dome is a magnificent hall with a floating crystal pool on each side. The water in the pool reflects the light and shadow inside and outside the palace. Scattered on the open space of the palace are some peculiarly shaped crystal sculptures and plants. They are transparent throughout, and their slender branches reflect a dreamy glow in the faint moonlight. This crystal palace presents a beauty and tranquility that transcends the world, like a shining pearl.

At the end of the hall, there was a silver-white throne. A figure wrapped in silver-white light was holding his chin with one hand, looking forward with a half-smile. He was surrounded by light silver mist like the moon surrounded by stars.

It is the third level among the ten levels, the owner of the silver thread on the moon, Fairy Chen - Yin Chen.

When the silver-white light faded away, Yin Chen's face was revealed.

She has long wavy silver hair and a blue hair accessory on her forehead. Her long silver hair is tied into a long braid that reaches the ground. She has a pretty face, a straight nose, rosy lips, and always has a faint smile on her face. Her deep blue eyes are shaped like willow leaves. Her arms are covered with tulle, and she wears green leaf bracelets on her wrists and delicate silver earrings on her ears. Each gem is like a star dotted in the starry sky. She is wearing a long silver sequined dress with fluttering sleeves, as if dancing lightly with the wind, with a faint glow. A pair of gray crystal high heels are shimmering, as bright as the stars in the night sky.

In the center of the hall, a silver-white magic circle appeared out of thin air, and the scarred body of the God of War Ling slowly fell from the magic circle and lay flat on the smooth floor.

"Hey, who hurt our little tenth-level warrior like this? Come, tell me and I'll help you get revenge!"

A light-hearted, playful, and slightly provocative female voice came from the gate of the Crystal Palace. The person's smile was a little playful, and there were eight lights flashing in her eyes, as if she was "scolding" a child, but without any malice.

The person who came was the eighth level out of the ten levels, Madam Wei, Wei Churuo, who was invited by Yin Chen to heal the Martial God Ling.

She wore an imperial lotus on her head, styled in a theatrical copper coin bun, her hair studded with gold-rimmed pearls. Her pale grey eyes were painted in the European and American style, with a faint facial tattoo at the end of her brow. Two delicate earrings graced her left ear. Her attire was opulent: a wind-blown skirt with sunflower-trimmed shoulders and a dahlia embellished bodice. Her torso shone like a galaxy, her waist a dreamy foam, her sleeves puffy, and her hem a dazzling cacophony of tiny glitters, adorned with a blue crystal pendant. She wore a circus-colored banana-shaped skirt and high, pointed camellia heels.

"Let's heal his wounds first. Xiao Shi is still a little immature in his martial arts and needs more practice!"

Yin Chen slowly sat up against the hard and slightly cold backrest behind her, placing her hands casually on the armrests. Then, she gently lifted her right leg and elegantly crossed her legs casually. She opened her lips slightly, whispered softly, and lightly tapped her fingers. The dust particles in the air exploded, and silver-white energy waves spread out in all directions, causing gusts of wind.

"But we, the Tenth Order, are not just any cats and dogs. First, Lingxi Pavilion broke the bridge after crossing the river, and then an unknown fairy injured the Tenth Order. Naturally, we have to get back at them, so as not to let those fairies in the fairyland gossip about us."

"Of course, let me help Xiao Shijie heal his injuries first. Ye Luoli magic, rose flowers all over the sky, roses melt bones!"

Wei Churuo smiled and flicked her hands. Petals emerged from the air and formed a pink energy shield in front of her, blocking the energy fluctuations and strong winds in the air. Then she raised her hands slightly and the petals fell on Wu Shen Ling. The power of Weihua surged out from them and quickly penetrated into his body, leaving only his wounds at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah, I'm back to full health. That old onion, next time I'll definitely uproot him!"

The moment Wu Shen Ling's injuries healed, the strength in his body also recovered. He instantly bounced up from the ground and "jumped around" on the smooth floor. He stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air. The veins on the back of his hand were visibly bulging, and his eyes flashed with fireworks. He said viciously.

"Don't wait until next time. I don't know when the next time will be. Why not do it now? It's a good opportunity for me, your elder sister, to see who can defeat the person who is at the lower tenth level!"

Wei Churuo strolled to Wu Shenling's side, patted his shoulder, gently raised her hand, and gently covered her lips with her soft fingertips. She spoke softly, and glanced at Wu Shenling with a cunning look in her eyes.

"Well... now, it's not very convenient. I just finished a mission and need to rest. Besides, I was careless this time. I didn't expect that old guy to be so strong at such an old age. Moreover, I haven't used the forbidden power yet!"

After hearing what Wei Churuo said, Wu Shen Ling understood his implied meaning. A blush flashed across his face, and there was visibly guilt in his eyes. He glanced around, rubbed the back of his head with his hand, and his brain was working rapidly, saying whatever came to his mind.

"Even after saying so much, it still can't change the outcome of your defeat."

Old man, are there any old fairies in Wonderland? That must be a new fairy, or an antique in Wonderland, there must be something to eat!

Wei Churuo rolled her eyes at Wu Shenling, waved her hand gently, and touched her smooth chin. She caught the key information, and her eyes moved, with an ambiguous light flashing across them. She didn't listen to Wu Shenling's whining excuses at all.

"Quiet!"

Looking at Wei Churuo, whose thoughts were drifting away, and Wu Shen Ling, who was dancing and chattering, trying her best to prove herself, Yin Chen felt a little helpless. There was still a faint smile on his face. He clapped his hands lightly, and two words fell. The Crystal Palace returned to its previous tranquility.

Wu Shen Ling stood at attention all of a sudden, without saying a word. Wei Churuo's thoughts were also brought back by his words, and both of them focused their eyes on Yin Chen.

After all, apart from the King of the World, Yin Chen is the most influential person in the current Mutian Pavilion. As for the Deputy Prime Minister Shui Qingli, he is a completely hands-off boss. He doesn't care about the movements of the Tenth Order at all and does things according to his own temperament. Except for the orders of the King of the World, he basically does not communicate with the Tenth Order.