Chapter 142: The Summit Battle, My Pushed Majesty! Devouring the Princess, Princess Qi Offends Again (3)
Unfortunately, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from Su Qing's embrace.
Those long legs wrapped in black fishnet stockings were already in his hands.
Whenever she struggled too much, a heavy smack would land right on her thighs.
Those deadly black-stockinged legs had become her biggest weakness.
Everything pointed to one conclusion:
Her denial, her pride, was all self-deception.
"Auntie, you're strong enough. So why aren't you pushing me away?"
Su Qing whispered beside her glistening earlobe.
"You must have come up with some trick to deal with me! I'm not falling for it!"
Han Jin Xiu trembled and gritted her teeth to answer.
As a smart woman, she understood her condition clearly.
Nervousness mixed with a pleasure she couldn't control.
No doubt about it—Su Qing was right. She was exactly what he said.
She knew it, but she could never admit it!
She could only hypnotize herself: the struggle failed because of her legs.
She didn't fight back harder because she feared he still had something up his sleeve.
Just endure it a little longer, until the battle ends!
Then she could turn the tables and finally make him pay!
That comforting thought made her feel a lot better.
And this entire interaction was being witnessed once again by the secretly peeking Princess Qi.
He had expected the Princess Consort to resist, to yell, to toss Su Qing out.
Instead, the domineering Princess silently endured, not resisting at all.
So he was the only one to get treated cruelly?
Realizing this, he finally understood what heartbreak felt like.
His body, which had just managed to stand, collapsed to the ground again.
Princess Qi couldn't accept this reality. What he was seeing now hadn't even appeared in his nightmares.
It didn't make sense. None of it did!
Why didn't the Princess resist? Why just a symbolic push?
Surely... surely just half the strength she used to kick him would be enough to throw that kid off!
Unless...?!
A horrifying thought crept into his mind.
What if she actually liked him, and that's why she didn't resist?
Just thinking about that was painful enough.
Yet amidst the pain, another bizarre thought emerged.
If that were true... maybe it wasn't so bad.
At least someone could conquer her when he couldn't. Better than no one at all.
All he had to do was stay outside, quietly eavesdropping. That wasn't such a bad outcome...
Above the capital.
Compared to Su Qing's success, things were not going well for the Empress.
Because the Celestial realm was her limit.
And Eunuch Cao, who had lived over a hundred years, was... a true Earthly Immortal!
Above the Celestial level, one could wander the world in spirit, bound by nothing.
That was the Earthly Immortal.
He hadn't reached his limit yet. He had simply not unleashed his full strength.
This legendary figure of the Divine Wandering realm, if he went all out, could end the fight quickly.
To laymen, it was unclear who held the upper hand.
But to the ones pulling strings behind the scenes, the result was obvious.
Though both seemed equally powerful, one side's aura kept growing.
The other, though resilient, was clearly on the verge of defeat.
"She's reached her limit?"
The Heavenly Dao Sect leader smiled faintly.
"Just about."
The Martial God remained expressionless, murmuring to herself.
Their shared judgment meant the battle was nearing its conclusion.
That outcome suited them perfectly.
The Empress had lost—but she wouldn't die.
The Sea-Stabilizing Needle wouldn't kill her. That was certain.
But this was a serious blow to the Empress's growing prestige.
And now, they had a clear sense of her strength, making future plans easier.
Know the enemy, know yourself—a hundred battles, a hundred victories.
Everything was going just as they hoped.
The intensity of the battle in the sky began to drop.
Movements slowed, allowing more people to see clearly.
Even the commoners in the capital, most with at least some strength, could now observe.
With no more clashing blasts, everything was laid bare before their eyes.
And with that clarity came panic.
Because the Empress was clearly at a disadvantage!
Her face pale, the blood at her lips shockingly vivid.
The outcome was clear!
The people began to panic.
No one knew who the Empress was fighting, or what he might do next.
She could no longer protect them!
Many felt their reverence for the Empress shatter.
The Heavenly Dao Sect leader studied the capital's reaction, smiling confidently.
Everything was under her control.
"Your Majesty, you're no match for me."
Eunuch Cao's voice rang across the capital.
"Then come and try."
The Empress calmly wiped the blood from her lips.
Though her words were steady, everyone could see she was in bad shape.
Her aura remained strong, but her pale complexion betrayed her.
The people looked at their unwavering monarch, hearts filled with sorrow.
The ruler who had always been kind to them... was today...
"Your Majesty, then I must ask you to return to the palace."
As Eunuch Cao spoke, his aura exploded.
In that instant, everyone watching felt a crushing weight on their chest.
The pressure from his terrifying presence drove many into despair.
If such a man were their enemy, they had no chance of survival.
He stepped through the air, slowly approaching the Empress.
Though his pace seemed slow, it exerted immense pressure on her.
After just a few steps, the Empress staggered and coughed blood again.
Clearly, she couldn't withstand the force.
In midair, she teetered, barely holding on by sheer will.
At the Princess Qi residence.
Han Jin Xiu stared at the sky, her eyes brimming with uncontrollable joy.
The pride that had been crushed earlier now surged back to life.
She had won. She had really won!
No need to deceive herself. She was the final victor!
Just as she was about to demand that Su Qing admit defeat, a sudden change occurred.
In the sky, a dragon's roar and phoenix's cry shook the heavens!
The once noisy capital fell completely silent.
Everyone looked up in stunned shock, even more shaken than before.