Be Good, Come Home With Your Husband

The Void Refining An Luo Yi, empowered by purified True Dragon blood, rivaled the Celestial Empress’s descent when she first walked the mortal realm.

Li Min turned—and was decapitated by a single stroke.

His aged eyes widened in disbelief, fixed upon the True Dragon fairy bathed in divine light.

His head traced a perfect arc, rolling across the ground before finally stopping—eyes wide open in death.

Not only did this freeze the Ghost Control Sect’s cultivators, but He Ange was momentarily blinded by the radiance.

As an abyss-aligned demonic cultivator, his resistance to the True Dragon’s aura was no better than theirs.

He could feel his control over An Luo Yi’s body gradually weakening.

That’s right.

The breakthrough of her destiny caused the long-suppressed True Dragon bloodline to surge forth.

The True Dragon’s first instinct—break free of the Phoenix Mark’s hold.

It was as if some unseen force was snatching control from his grasp.

“Your heart remains with me. Letting you reclaim some of your body—what of it?”

He Ange knew exactly who was at play.

No doubt, the Empress was leveraging her bloodline to reclaim An Luo Yi after he’d swindled her of a portion of her legacy.

The Empress’s calculations were clear:

If An Luo Yi accepted her power, future breakthroughs would require the Empress’s aid.

Normally, the Phoenix Mark suppressed the bloodline—but An Luo Yi couldn’t remain at the Deity Transformation Realm forever.

Once she needed to ascend, the Empress would find a way to interfere.

Power always came at a price.

But whether the Empress could collect this debt from He Ange remained to be seen.

Everyone believed He Ange had corrupted An Luo Yi with the Phoenix Mark.

But they didn’t know the truth: that night, it was she who had begged him…

The Empress assumed that shattering the mark would free An Luo Yi from the brainwashing, making her realize He Ange’s deeds.

But to He Ange, the Phoenix Mark was never strategically vital—merely a toy, like a jack-in-the-box or remote control, for their intimate games.

An Luo Yi often accused him of bullying her.

Yet every night, she was the one indulging most recklessly in depravity.

Even if he lost control of the mark—what changed?

He might just lose in bed to her, their roles reversing, becoming her obedient little pup.

So what?

He had been her toy since childhood.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river~

At this thought, He Ange smiled faintly, gazing up at the newly ascended Void Refining fairy hovering mid-air—sword in hand, radiance golden, aura divine.

It was like nurturing a character in a game—investing resources and watching your Chosen protagonist finally shine.

Truly fulfilling.

This was just the Void Refining Realm. If she reached Void God or Heavenly God, how much more breathtaking would this Chosen fairy become?

“Damn it, I let my guard down—no dodge.”

He was lost in admiration when Li Min’s rolling head, its ghostly eyes burning with fury, silently cursed.

As a Ghost Control Sect elder, Li Min’s cultivation wasn’t the highest among his peers, but his hidden techniques were countless.

A mere decapitation wouldn’t kill him.

He was feigning death. An Luo Yi was at her peak, qi surging—an “invulnerable” state.

He planned to lie low until her power waned, then strike back unexpectedly.

But even Li Min had to admit—lying on the ground,t he True Dragon fairy, the roaring dragon phantom and the goddess wielding her sword were undeniably imposing.

In all his years, only the Celestial Empress had ever commanded such reverence.

Perhaps it was the Empress’s influence.

Li Min recognized that An Luo Yi’s aura was identical to the Empress’s.

But how could a Spirit Phoenix Sect disciple carry the Empress’s legacy?

And why had the Empress empowered her breakthrough?

Could it be that the Dragon and Phoenix clans, though locked in a blood feud, secretly allied?

Had the Empress already married her heir to He Yuan?

Can you play it like this?

Li Min’s blood ran cold.

The web of intrigue was far more complex than he’d imagined.

He’d slept too long in his coffin, unaware of current events.

He’d only just awakened to learn of his grandson’s death.

Never did he expect that upon waking, the Dragon and Phoenix clans would be entangled so deeply.

“Back then, the Empress suppressed my Ghost Sect and humiliated my ghost clan—fine. But now she meddles in the Spirit Phoenix Sect too!”

Gritting his teeth, Li Min’s eyes blazed with ghostly fire.

Among the Four Great Evil Sects, whose ancestors didn’t harbor some grudge against the Empress?

Today was an unlucky day.

If the mere mention of the Empress made him cower, he wouldn’t deserve to be an elder.

Seeing An Luo Yi’s power stabilizing, Li seized the moment, activating a grim ritual—

Ghost Art—Ten Halls of Yama Demons

RUMBLE—!!!!!

One moment, the fairy stood alone against the horde.

The next, the earth split as ten black stone pillars erupted from the depths of the Ghost Prison Array.

From each pillar, a ferocious Yama Demon knelt—bound by chains, their limbs and heads shackled.

These were ancient sinners, condemned to eternal damnation in the underworld after committing unspeakable evils.

Now, through Li Min’s art, they were unleashed.

CRACK—

The chains shattered. Ten demons opened their blood-red eyes.

They glared at the fairy from all directions, as if seeing the righteous saints who damned them to hell.

Her radiant light reminded them of their torment.

An Luo Yi, bathed in their gaze, shuddered.

It was the pressure of being surrounded by wolves.

“Hehehe… heh…”

“Surprised, True Dragon Chosen? You really thought one strike could kill me?”

As he chanted, Li Min’s head regenerated.

He rose from the ground, smirking at the fairy floating above.

“Yama Demons! By the Ghost Emperor’s name, swear to kill this dragon fairy and the youth of the Phoenix Clan!

Grant you transcendence—freedom from eternal suffering!”

A single promise.

But when spoken, it ignited the demons’ fury.

Their eyes burned crimson, murder overflowing.

“—!!!”

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Li Min was all-in today—using forbidden arts to annihilate them inside the barrier.

As an elder of the Four Great Evil Sects, he dared kill the Empress’s heir.

But An Luo Yi was no coward.

She had ascended to the Void Refining Realm at great risk to protect He Ange.

Now, with Li Min openly vowing to kill him, she would not yield an inch.

Bathed in the dragon phantom, she battled seven Yama Demons alone.

With the purged True Dragon blood, she fought harder, even growing stronger mid-battle—gradually mastering her new realm.

But power had a price.

Like Mu Yanli’s blood-rage state, An Luo Yi’s True Dragon overload fueled her bloodlust.

The dark impulses within her were amplified, clouding her judgment.

Her goal shifted—from “protecting my husband” to “slaughter all enemies who oppose him.”

An Luo Yi had perfectly transformed divinity into darkness.

Neither An Luo Yi nor Li Min backed down.

Their clash escalated from demons versus fairy to elder versus goddess.

He Ange couldn’t watch.

He had told An Luo Yi early on—he had an escape portal ready.

He was always rational.

His initial fight with Li Min was to let her train, to push her breakthrough.

Now that it was done, there was no need to keep fighting.

Forget the Ghost Control Sect’s numbers—even if she won, she’d be severely weakened.

A Chosen One couldn’t afford recklessness.

Every sword she threw consumed more qi than He Ange used in a month.

And she missed.

Li Min, a seasoned Void God cultivator, unafraid of the Empress’s wrath, had his own life-saving tricks.

An Luo Yi, newly ascended and trapped in the barrier, was surviving only by brute-forcing her way through.

She was cornered—just like He Ange had goaded Li Min earlier.

And now, her Phoenix Mark had gone haywire.

She was lost in a blood frenzy.

He Ange’s mental retreat orders went unheard.

She was dead set on flaying Li Min alive.

Seeing he couldn’t stop her, He Ange had to intervene personally.

“DIE—!”

The fairy raised her sword, aiming a world-ending strike at Li Min.

But at the critical moment—

A hand embraced her slender waist from behind.

Another gently cupped her proud face.

“Be good… come home with your husband.”

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Author’s Note:

An Luo Yi’s true dragon mode activated!

Next chapter: He Ange’s domestic bliss~