CHAPTER 1073: CHAPTER 591: THE SLAP AFTER A YEAR AND A HALF (PART 3)

Instinctively wanting to "block the whip," but it was already too late in the rush.

However, facing Xu Xueling’s whip, Zhao Douan remained unusually calm. He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture unchanged, only two phantom green lotuses suddenly appeared in the depths of the eyeholes behind the white mask. The green lotus slowly bloomed, and within the heart of the lotus, a translucent "girl" with dragon horns opened her cold eyes.

Their eyes met.

Wild God, Dragon Girl descends!

Indeed, Zhao Douan was only residing in a puppet, but this did not mean he had lost all his cultivation methods.

Since he returned to the Capital in a state of divine soul, the green lotus and "Dragon Girl" contained within his divine soul were also brought back.

And as the Wild God, the Dragon Girl’s use of magic does not consume the cultivator’s own mana.

"Snap!"

The moment the Dragon Girl appeared, Xu Xueling’s eyelids suddenly closed, pulled into a deep sleep by the Dragon Girl.

The overwhelming qi mechanism infused into the whip was interrupted, and the whip, originally powerful, suddenly weakened by countless times.

Zhao Douan easily raised his hand to grab it, and caught the tip of the whip in his palm, then, under the astonished gazes of the people, he gave a gentle tug and dragged the unconscious Xu Xueling over, lifting her by the waist.

A wave of shock.

"Bold villain, release the Commandery Princess!" an escort from the Royal Mansion angrily shouted, about to draw his blade.

But as Zhao Douan’s gaze swept past, the Royal Mansion guards simultaneously closed their eyes, fell into a deep sleep, collapsing in disarray on the ground.

Ha, the power of the Wild God Dragon Girl, even Zhao Douan couldn’t withstand it initially, let alone this group of people?

"Tie them up," Zhao Douan calmly ordered, then carried the motionless Xu Xueling into the meditation room.

At this moment, Princess Yunyang seemed to come to her senses, suddenly spreading her arms to block his path.

"I am only grounded, but still of royal descent."

Princess Yunyang said expressionlessly, staring at him, attempting to use her identity to force back this defiant villain.

But Zhao Douan only said one sentence: "Turn around."

Shen Juan and the Imperial Court Jinyi simultaneously turned around 180 degrees in place.

The group of nuns had long been petrified with fear, but at this moment, as if divine insight struck, they all turned around in place as well, no longer looking this way.

Then, Zhao Douan walked step by step up to Princess Yunyang, using his spare hand to lift Yunyang’s chin, looking down at her from above.

His gaze was cold, without emotion.

"Slap!"

Suddenly, Zhao Douan flipped his wrist, giving Yunyang a crisp slap, not too light, not too heavy.

Yunyang was stunned, one cheek showing five finger marks, stumbling back a few steps, allowing Zhao Douan to walk past her, leaving behind a low, mocking laugh:

"Bitch."

Yunyang’s eyes suddenly widened, staring intently at his back. At this moment, a memory resurfaced in her mind from a year and a half ago in the Prince Consort Mansion when she tried to seduce Zhao Douan and was slapped in response.

"You are... Zhao..." Princess Yunyang seemed to have guessed something, breaking her facade instantly, returning to the real Yunyang, as if struck by lightning, but soon closed her mouth again, showing a dazed look.

Zhao Douan shouldn’t be in the Capital. He shouldn’t.

...

In the meditation room.

Zhao Douan threw the Commandery Princess to the ground, closed the door behind him, then commanded the Wild God to release Xu Xueling’s divine soul.

Xu Xueling groaned as she opened her eyes, seeing herself lying on the floor of the meditation room, bewildered about what had happened.

Then she felt a big hand smack fiercely onto her backside.

"Ah!" Xu Xueling’s face suddenly turned red, emitting a peculiar sound from her mouth.

Zhao Douan was stunned for a moment, his expression decidedly bizarre: m?