Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 216

Xingxiu's eyes dimmed instantly, but her gaze towards Nalan Jingwen was filled with reluctance.

Nalan Jingwen looked away, turned and left under everyone's gaze, her figure upright, slender yet powerful, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

Xue Qingheng bowed to the Xingxiu people and said earnestly, "Please rest assured, elders, I will take good care of the master."

Xingxiu scanned him from head to toe, and finally nodded:

"Then I will trouble Protector Nether Dragon."

Xue Qingheng nodded slightly in response, and then followed Nalan Jingwen.

Nalan Jingwen walked slowly, clearly waiting for him. Xue Qingheng soon came to her side and walked slowly, the two remaining silent.

Nalan Jingwen lowered her eyes to look at the little fox in her arms, her thoughts filled with countless emotions. Back then, he insisted on removing his divine bones and extracting his soul threads. She thought that he could really be as resolute as he said, leaving her so that he could live for himself, do as he pleased, no longer being watched by those people in the Divine Realm every day, being careful not to make the slightest mistake, in order to blackmail him into leaving her side.

Unexpectedly, when they met again a hundred years later, he had become such a wretched figure.

He was having a very bad time.

Nalan Jingwen paused slightly as he stroked his hand, and couldn't help but recall the scene in his dream: the staggering, desperate figure as he turned to leave.

So, was he always reluctant to part with it?

So what has he gone through in the past hundred years to become like this?

Nalan Jing was lost in thought when a hand pulled her back to her senses. She saw Xue Qingheng calmly withdraw her hand and look at her, saying in a low voice, "We've arrived."

Nalan Jingwen glanced at it but said nothing.

Seeing that she remained silent, Xue Qingheng put one arm around her waist and pressed his palm tightly against hers.

He had been observing Nalan Jingwen's expression, and seeing that she did not show any resistance, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. Only when her feet left the ground did Nalan Jingwen turn to look at him.

"Let's go to Phoenix Perch Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Xue Qingheng subconsciously glanced to the side, but Nalan Jingwen no longer looked at him, staring straight ahead with a cold expression.

He lowered his eyes, subtly glancing at the little fox in her arms, his thin lips pursed slightly, and without saying a word, changed direction.

Phoenix Mountain is located in the far southwest. Its undulating peaks resemble a giant dragon coiling above the earth. It is shrouded in miasma and clouds all year round, and no one dares to enter it. No one knows what the scenery inside the mountain is like.

No one knows that the seemingly dangerous Phoenix Perch Mountain is a gathering place for the fox clan and the residence of the demon kings of all generations. It has vast and boundless grasslands that stretch endlessly, rich in resources, and spring-like weather all year round. There are thousands of divine trees on the mountain, some thousands of feet tall, covering the entire mountaintop, where all kinds of monsters thrive.

The fox clan holds a pivotal position in Phoenix Perch Mountain, and it can even be said that they rule the entire mountain.

Because Phoenix Perch Mountain possesses divine energy and is extremely close to the Divine Realm, connected to the heavens, it is protected by the Divine Realm. This is why Nalan Jingwen came to Phoenix Perch Mountain and found the Crimson Dust Robe, which had not yet taken human form.

Xue Qingheng sent the person to Phoenix Perch Mountain, and before he could say anything, Nalan Jingwen gave the order.

"Go back to Qilin."

Xue Qingheng's face darkened instantly. This was the first time Nalan Jingwen had seen him show such obvious emotional fluctuations, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised and took another look.

Xue Qingheng's voice was not as calm as usual, but slightly lower, and his cold gaze was fixed on Nalan Jingwen as he asked seriously, "Why?"

Nalan Jingwen frowned, looking at him, not quite understanding what he meant.

"Now that you've left the Divine Realm, you should return to your Qilin. Don't you still have things to take care of?"

"I'm in no hurry."

Xue Qingheng met her gaze, his eyes filled with seriousness.

"You're not in a hurry? What about Nangong Shiyu? Isn't she in a hurry either?"

If she guessed correctly, Xue Qingheng's return to Qilin this time was to support Nangong Shiyu's ascension to the throne as the Imperial Advisor.

As expected, Xue Qingheng fell silent, but still stubbornly stared at her.

Nalan Jingwen continued, "Don't worry about me, I can return to Fengtian on my own."

What she said was true. The Heaven and Earth Pavilion had already been perfected, and its influence had spread throughout the entire continent. The people of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion would safely send her back to Fengtian.

Xue Qingheng remained silent, gazing at her.

Finally, he spoke up: "Is it because of him?"

Nalan Jingwen was puzzled. Following his gaze, she looked down at the red dust robe in her arms.

The little fox had woken up sometime earlier and was nestled in her arms, its round eyes fixed on Xue Qingheng. It still looked very weak.

Perhaps sensing Nalan Jingwen's gaze, the little fox turned its head away and buried itself in her arms.

Nalan Jingwen raised his eyes and said calmly, "I have my own plans. I ask that the Imperial Preceptor Xue not interfere. Go back."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Xue Qingheng stood there, gazing at the receding red figure, without taking a single step.

She is the supreme deity, and no one can interfere with her decisions, not even him.

He couldn't disobey her.

Nalan Jingwen ignored him and headed towards Phoenix Perch Mountain. When they arrived, they broke the mountain's barrier, startling the mountain spirits, who poked their heads out to look, keeping a certain distance and not daring to approach.

Such a commotion naturally alerted the fox clan. She paused, stopped, and calmly raised her eyes.

Soon, several people suddenly appeared in front of them, three women and one man, dressed in flamboyant clothes. The fox clan was skilled in using charm magic, and their most prized possession was their appearance, so the people in front of them were naturally incredibly beautiful.

The group looked at Nalan Jingwen and felt a sense of familiarity, but they couldn't figure out where that familiarity came from, until they saw the weak little fox in her arms.

The group was startled, their faces showing shock, and they exclaimed in disbelief, "Your Majesty!!"

They reached out to snatch the little fox from Nalan Jingwen's arms, but Nalan Jingwen dodged to the side.

The men, their faces contorted with rage, glared at Nalan Jingwen. "Who are you?! What have you done to the King?!"

They couldn't recognize Nalan Jingwen. Since the last time Nalan Jingwen came to Fengqi Mountain, they hadn't fully grown up yet, and only dared to watch from a distance. After all, the aura of the main god was too powerful to approach, and they could only distinguish him by his aura.

Nalan Jingwen did not answer their questions, but simply said, "I brought him back to heal his wounds."

The group glared at each other, refusing to back down. "It must be you who did this to our king! And you still dare to come here willingly? Prepare to die!!"

The handsome young boy let out a sharp shout, and before the people around him could even stop him, he rushed forward like an arrow, a red fireball gathering in his palm, and threw it at Nalan Jingwen.

Nalan Jingwen remained calm as she watched the fireball getting closer and closer to her. Without moving an inch, she pressed down the struggling little fox in her arms and lightly tapped it with her fingertips.

The fireball stopped in mid-air, and everyone was stunned, especially the handsome young boy, whose eyes widened in disbelief.

Few could withstand his move; even members of his clan could not break it so easily.

The young boy's expression turned solemn. He channeled his energy and cast a spell once more, causing brown fox ears to sprout from his head. He then attacked Nalan Jingwen once more.

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the sky. The voice was old, but it carried a sense of oppression. The people in front of them could not withstand it and knelt down. Their spellcasting was interrupted. Blood spilled from the mouth of the young man. Nalan Jingwen raised his eyes indifferently and looked towards the source of the voice.

"It's so presumptuous!"

Soon a man appeared before them, with gray hair and a cane, who struck the group.

"Who gave you the right to be so insolent?!"

A young girl saw him and immediately exclaimed, "Grandpa Hanasaki!"

The old man ignored them and looked at the young boy, "Ruoli, do you know your mistake?"

The young boy stubbornly raised his head, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Ruoli is right, that woman was the one who trespassed on Phoenix Perch Mountain and injured the King!!"

Another thud of the cane followed, a dull thud. "You lot, go and receive your punishment!"

After saying this, the old man turned to look at Nalan Jingwen, and immediately looked her up and down. He had some ideas in mind, and when he saw the red dust robe in her arms, his eyes suddenly darkened, but he concealed his emotions and bowed.

“The children of the tribe are ignorant and have offended the young lady. I apologize to the young lady on their behalf.”

Nalan Jingwen glanced at him, his expression indifferent, lost in thought, before finally bypassing them and heading into the mountains.

"That's not proper."

The voice was calm, yet it caused the expressions of the people present to change.