Chapter 521: Chapter 522: How about, swapping for 2 servants?

The Cultivator of the King Realm!

Yang Yan didn’t need to think much to know who that person was!

The Tianyang Saint!

“Was he really captured?”

The Tianyang Saint’s cultivation was profound, according to Yang Yan’s thought.

Even if the Tianyang Saint might be trapped, it would be difficult to capture him.

After all, a Cultivator of the King Realm had extraordinary power, and even to imprison one would take a lot of time.

However, now it seemed that the Tianyang Saint was most likely captured!

And right beside him, brought here by the other party.

“Hopefully, it’s not him,” Yang Yan thought.

Led by the woman in armor, they went deeper into the depths of the prison.

On the way, Yang Yan saw more than a dozen imprisoned Martial Artists.

These Martial Artists were very excited to see Yuan Yin and Yuan Le, pleading for them to be released, seemingly all new captives caught today.

“Why isn’t she here?”

Among these people, Yang Yan did not see Lin Feixue.

He knew Lin Feixue was the first to be captured, but she was nowhere to be seen here.

“There doesn’t seem to be any women here!” Yang Yan thought.

He then inquired Yuan Yin.

“I have a female servant who was captured, why isn’t she here?”

Yuan Yin, without a change in expression, responded,

“She was probably taken away. Rest assured, women who come here won’t become slaves nor will they die.

They have a more proper arrangement!”

“Hmm.”

At this moment, they entered the innermost part of the prison, where there was a separate cell.

Inside the cell was a mass of cloud mist, and the armored woman blew a breath towards it.

The mist became transparent, allowing everyone to see inside.

Suddenly, the man wrapped in the mist appeared, and it was the Tianyang Saint who had gotten separated from Yang Yan.

But the current appearance of the Tianyang Saint was extremely bizarre.

He seemed unaware that he was trapped within a large cloud of mist.

He swept his gaze around blankly, still calling out the word “master.”

As if he was searching for Yang Yan!

Unable to find, he ran frantically again.

But no matter how fast he ran, he remained in the same place, still enveloped by the mist.

The mist was like a vast array that trapped the Tianyang Saint.

Seeing the Tianyang Saint like this, Yang Yan understood why he did not resist and was captured quickly.

He didn’t even know he was trapped, so how could he fight back?

“What is this mist? It could easily trap a Cultivator of the King Realm?”

Not only that, but it made the trapped cultivator unaware of their captivity!

Truly extraordinary!

“No wonder he vanished silently from my side!”

Seeing the Tianyang Saint like this, who would have thought?

Even his True Profound Immortal Pupil couldn’t see through this layer of mist.

It was highly possible that the Tianyang Saint had long been gone.

He had used the True Profound Immortal Pupil to see the other’s location, but by then, the Tianyang Saint had been taken here!

“Lord Feng, that’s the one, the Martial Artist of the King Realm!” the armored woman pointed to the Tianyang Saint trapped in the cell as she spoke.

The woman whom Yuan Yin called Sister Feng waved her hand, Profound Qi exhaling.

She easily severed the chains of the cell, then released her Profound Qi, enveloping the cloud mist.

“I will take him to see the Empress. Please let the Empress decide his fate, and you can handle the remaining people as you wish,” said the woman whom Yuan Yin called Sister Feng.

“Alright, Lord Feng, take care!” The armored woman bowed, respectfully seeing her off.

The woman whom Yuan Yin and Yuan Le called Sister Feng simply nodded slightly.

“Yuan Yin, Yuan Le, let’s go back!” she then said to the two sisters.

“Okay, Sister Feng.”

The two then followed behind the woman, walking out of the prison.

Yuan Yin and Yuan Le moved at a slightly slower pace.

Yuan Le used Secret Transmission to ask Yuan Yin.

“Sister, did Young Master Yang find his servant?

If he does, I will follow Sister Feng to see the Empress and serve her.

You look for an opportunity to escape with them!”

At this time, Yuan Yin was also inquiring of Yang Yan.

“Young Master Yang, did you find the person you were looking for?”

“I found one, but even if I found him, I have no way to take him away!”

“Ah? Really?

Which one did you find?

Wait!

The one you mentioned, isn’t it the one trapped by the Fog Mirage?

The Martial Artist of the King Realm!” Yuan Yin said in astonishment.

Fog Mirage?

That mass of mist was the legendary demon beast!

Indeed out of the ordinary!

“You guessed right, it’s him!”

Yuan Yin showed a look of helplessness.

“If it’s really him, then it’s troublesome!

But we can’t say there’s no chance. After the Empress personally deals with him.

We still have a chance to take him away!

But this chance might be a bit slim,” she said with determination.

“Because once the Empress wakes, she will be aware of everything in the Cloud Immortal Country.

Any change, she knows clearly.

If you want to take him away, you will surely be noticed by the Empress.”

Yang Yan pondered aloud.

“What about after the Empress falls asleep again?”

“Once she falls asleep, you could take him away.

But by then, outside the cloud mist may not be where you originally were.

How about this, Young Master Yang!

Don’t bother with this servant, just escape for now!” Yuan Yin suggested.

“Or rescue another servant before leaving?”

Another servant…

“The other servant is a woman, she’s not here.

As you said, she was likely taken away by someone else.

Do you know who took her?”

Yuan Yin was silent.

“This… I don’t know either.

Since there are many ministers in the Cloud Immortal Country, anyone could have taken her.

Young Master Yang, perhaps you should give up on both servants…

And find two more outside!”

Yang Yan could replace them, but wouldn’t that be a loss?

If he came in and left with nothing, he would lose two servants instead.

Among them, there was even a Martial Artist of the King Realm.

If he didn’t leave…

“It seems I will have to take on this Empress!”

*At this moment, he communicated with the Evil World, its soul-consuming power having grown much stronger.*

*Perhaps he could give it a try!*

“Find a corner later and let me out,” Yang Yan said heavily.

Yuan Yin didn’t answer; she used Secret Transmission to let Yuan Le know about Yang Yan’s two servants.

“Sister, Young Master Yang’s plan might work.

Before the Empress falls asleep again, let’s find out their whereabouts.

As soon as the Empress goes to sleep, we’ll locate them immediately.

Then send Young Master Yang and the others away!” Yuan Le said seriously.

Yuan Yin sighed softly.

*Her sister’s heart was moved!*

“Alright, we’ll do it your way!”

She informed Yang Yan of her decision.

“Young Master Yang, don’t act rashly.

The Empress is powerful, not someone you can contend with.

Especially in this domain, there are countless Fog Mirages present.

They are elusive; you might not even know if you get captured.

Let us sisters give you a hand!”

“You still want to help me?”

“Yes, my sister says to help, what can I do!

Perhaps she even wants to leave with you after the Empress falls asleep.

Just promise to treat my sister well in the future.

Don’t let her down!”

*Accompany him to leave?*

Before Yang Yan could say anything more, the woman, whom Yuan Yin and Yuan Le called Sister Feng, exclaimed sternly.

“The Empress is about to wake, hurry and follow me!”

“Yes.”

They quickly left the prison, running toward the front of the mist.

They passed through numerous pavilions and arrived in front of a grand palace.

In front of the palace was a line of women dressed in official robes, kneeling in rows.

Each one lowered her head, bowing on the ground.

Entering the palace, the woman whom Yuan Yin and Yuan Le called Sister Feng continued to move forward, reaching the back of the palace.

In the rear, there was a vast stretch of clouds, reaching up to the heavens.

Below, many women were kneeling, and the three of them hurriedly knelt at the front.

They pressed their heads to the ground, not daring to breathe loudly.