Chapter 825: Vast Void Realm

"Where do you live, Young Master Jiang?"

"Which great sect or divine school do you work for?"

"You must have several luxurious cave dwellings, right?"

All the way, the Coral Demon King smiled, asking all sorts of questions.

Jiang Fan was puzzled.

Why did Sister Yizhu and her subordinates like to inquire about people's personal lives?

But where did he even have a home?

He replied vaguely, "I'm a solitary individual; the four seas are my home."

The Coral Demon King nodded deeply.

She indicated she had noted it.

Soon after, she led the way to a resplendent open-air spiritual pool, deep within the imperial palace.

Pink spiritual liquid churned in the pool, emitting a vast amount of mist.

Just by standing outside the pool, his qi and blood began to boil.

His Golden Core subtly showed signs of accelerating its rotation.

"Open-air?"

Jiang Fan looked up at the sky, feeling a slight apprehension.

He wondered if someone would peek again, or if someone would suddenly fall from above.

The Coral Demon King looked at him strangely. "What's wrong?"

"Are you worried someone might peek?"

"This is the East Sea Imperial Palace."

That was true.

Jiang Fan relaxed; this wasn't the desolate wilderness where the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master underwent tribulation.

Who would dare to spy in the imperial palace?

"Thank you, Coral Demon King," Jiang Fan said, cupping his hands.

The Coral Demon King nodded, remaining rooted to the spot.

Her eyes were still darting around, glancing at parts of Jiang Fan's body where she shouldn't have been looking.

"Coral Demon King, I'm about to enter the spiritual pool to cultivate."

Jiang Fan reminded her.

The Coral Demon King continued to openly examine him. "Go ahead."

"Do you need me to help you change?"

Jiang Fan was startled.

He quickly clutched his collar and said, "No need!"

"What I mean is, I'd like to cultivate quietly by myself."

"I feel uncomfortable with you standing beside me, Demon King."

Only then did the Coral Demon King withdraw her gaze, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Alright, Young Master Jiang, please make yourself at home."

"This spiritual pool is usually only used by the Demon Empress, the Crown Prince, and the princesses."

"Oh, and occasionally by some distinguished guests."

"If anyone arrives, Young Master Jiang, please don't mind them."

Jiang Fan nodded. "Understood."

He watched the Coral Demon King walk away until she was out of sight before finally loosening his collar.

"Are the sea demons really so open-minded?" he softly muttered.

Then, still clothed, he submerged himself in the spiritual pool.

The dense mist immediately began to permeate his body.

It had only been six days since his last breakthrough to the seventh stage of Core Formation.

His foundation hadn't even stabilized yet.

Breaking through now could easily lead to internal chaos, just like last time.

Fortunately, he had received a little Moonlight Wine for answering the question from the owner of Rivers and Mountains First-Class Tower.

He immediately took it out.

Pouring it, there was only a thimble-sized amount.

"He's really stingy, to offer such a tiny bit of wine," Jiang Fan thought.

"It's barely enough to wet my throat."

He then drank it in one gulp.

To his surprise,

As the wine entered his body, it spread like wildfire, making his body incredibly hot.

A powerful intoxication surged through his mind.

"What potent alcohol!"

Jiang Fan immediately felt his head grow heavy and dizzy.

Before his consciousness was overwhelmed by the intoxication, he quickly sat cross-legged and entered a state of cultivating his mental art.

As long as he wasn't disturbed, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

Breaking through to the eighth stage of Core Formation would be fine.

Meanwhile,

The Coral Demon King had just reached a dark corner, out of reach of the luminous pearls.

Suddenly,

Several hands reached out, grabbed her, and dragged her into the darkness.

Four pairs of wide-open eyes stared intently at her, as if they wanted to devour her.

As her vision cleared,

She saw that it was four other female demon kings.

Their eyes gleamed, filled with excitement.

After all, it was a scandalous piece of gossip.

Who wouldn't be excited?

The Demon Empress had never been close to men.

In fact, due to her status as a widow, she was particularly careful to avoid any impropriety.

But today, she had suddenly brought a man back.

And he was a handsome, dashing young man with red lips and white teeth.

Not only that, she even had him sit next to her dragon throne.

This implied something that made it hard not to let one's imagination run wild.

The Coral Demon King nodded triumphantly. "Of course I asked!"

"He said he's single."

"He also said the four seas are his home, and our East Sea is just one of them!"

The other demon kings immediately looked excited.

They had indeed stumbled upon major gossip.

"He's amazing, isn't he? Does he have beautiful wives in all four seas?"

"Just think, our Demon Empress, who is so pure and chaste, has fallen under his spell. How can he not be powerful?"

"In my opinion, he must have extraordinary strengths."

"When you say 'strengths,' do you mean *proper* strengths?"

"Coral, didn't you try to measure him with your eyes?"

The Coral Demon King pouted. "He's very conservative."

"I tried to trick him into letting me help him change, but he refused."

"He probably thinks our sea demon race has a very open culture."

An older demon king, after enjoying the gossip, spoke soberly:

"We can chat idly here, but absolutely do not spread this around."

"If it reaches the ears of the Crown Prince or princesses,"

"it will cause trouble for Young Master Jiang."

"The Crown Prince and princesses definitely won't accept a new father."

Half a day later,

A powerful spiritual boat broke through the seawater, arriving directly in front of the East Sea Imperial Palace.

The East Sea Demon Empress, whose injuries had initially healed, sensed its arrival.

She immediately appeared.

Upon seeing the person on the spiritual boat, a hint of joy appeared on her beautiful face.

With exceptional politeness, she curtsied. "Tower Master Wei, it's been a long time."

On the spiritual boat stood a middle-aged man in brocade robes.

Though forty, his features remained strong and his skin fair.

One could faintly discern the distinguished demeanor of his youth.

He was an Origin Soul realm expert from the divine sect, Myriad Phenomena Empty Realm, an extraterritorial sect.

He held the important position of a Tower Master.

"Yizhu, no matter how many years pass, you remain the same," Wei Wuji said.

He stepped off the spiritual boat and approached the Demon Empress Yizhu.

Gazing at the Demon Empress Yizhu, whose beauty and youth were undiminished, he sighed softly.

Upon hearing this, the joy on the Demon Empress Yizhu's face faded.

She subtly stepped back, maintaining her distance, and said,

"Tower Master Wei, does Myriad Phenomena Empty Realm have any instructions for your visit?"

Wei Wuji felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.

"Yizhu, we've known each other for so many years; you don't need to be so wary of me, do you?"

He and Demon Empress Yizhu were old acquaintances.

Back then, it was when Demon Empress Yizhu was getting married.

Wei Wuji attended the wedding as a representative of Myriad Phenomena Empty Realm.

Yizhu, in her splendid red wedding attire, had struck Wei Wuji as a celestial being, leaving an unforgettable impression.

Even though he later found a cultivation partner,

He could still not erase the stunning image that had captivated him for life.

Later, when Demon Empress Yizhu's husband passed away, he thought his chance had come.

He frequently visited, using the pretext of inter-faction communication.

But it had been over a decade.

Demon Empress Yizhu had only grown slightly more familiar with him.

She barely regarded him as an old friend.

The opportunity he desired, Demon Empress Yizhu had never granted him.

In fact, Demon Empress Yizhu didn't even allow opportunities to speak with her at close range like this.

However, he understood.

Demon Empress Yizhu bore the mission of the East Sea demon race.

She could not afford to indulge in personal romantic feelings.

"Ah, you!"

Wei Wuji shook his head with a wry smile.

Yet, he was not anxious.

Many desired Demon Empress Yizhu.

However, for him, Wei Wuji, even taking one step closer was difficult.

Others needn't even bother to think about it.

Therefore, he wasn't worried about someone getting there first.