The body of the Elf Queen shuddered uncontrollably, her eyes filled with disbelief as she stared at Divine Wind. Divine Wind, willingly for this young girl, gave up his freedom to become the Elf Crown Prince. In the past few years, no matter how she cajoled or pressured him, Divine Wind never relented. He roamed everywhere just to avoid inheriting the Elf Throne. It seemed that this girl was truly important to him. In the end, the Elf Queen compromised. As a mother, when faced with the plea from her only child, the Queen had no choice but to concede. "Divine Wind, remember your promise today. However, to keep her, you must agree to one condition—I will heal her Magic Soul, but if she wants to stay in Elf Country, her entire past must be completely erased," the Elf Queen stared at Divine Wind, this was her final limit. Allowing a Human Clan member to stay in Xianju was already a violation of Elf laws. "Mother Empress, do you mean..." Divine Wind thought of that ancient magic of the Elf Clan, pondered for a moment, and looked at the increasingly pale Yun Sheng. If she were to wake up and find her Magic Soul damaged, she probably couldn’t accept it. Erasing Yun Sheng’s past meant sealing all her previous memories. Divine Wind struggled internally, and finally, he clenched his teeth and said in a low voice, "Mother Empress, I agree, just be sure to save her." At the command of the Elf Queen, several palace maidens of the Elf Palace stepped forward, taking the gravely injured Yun Sheng away. Outside the Snow Forest Sea, Yuan Bupo and others were chased out by the Elves. "Let go of me!" Yuan Bupo was like a trapped beast, but he was utterly exhausted from the great battle and could only watch helplessly as Yun Sheng was taken away by that unfamiliar man. The blond man had a face more striking than all other Elves, and his expression alternated between pain and joy as he looked at Yun Sheng. That man must be an extraordinary figure in Elf Country. He took away the grievously injured Yun Sheng. Surely, he must have a way to save her. Yuan Bupo couldn’t describe exactly how he felt, knowing that Yun Sheng, who had been attacked by both the Blood Cloud Beast and the masked woman, had already suffered extreme injuries. Without the life-restoring Spiritual Medicine like the Life Water of the Elf Tribe of Xianju Country, Yun Sheng’s chances of survival were slim. But, now that Yun Sheng has been taken away by that man, who knows when she will be able to return. What will happen to her... "Brother Bu Po, shall we go back?" Xuan Meimei reluctantly looked at Yuan Bupo, happy that they finally escaped from that terrible place of Xianju Country. Her face wasn’t fully healed yet, but Life Water had at least preserved her beauty, much better than staying in such a place. "I won’t leave; I will wait here for Yun Sheng to come out," Yuan Bupo didn’t leave and since then, he stayed outside the Snow Forest Sea, where he built a thatched hut on the periphery of the Forest Sea, waiting for the day Yun Sheng would walk out of the Snow Forest Sea. Even though, countless people passing by this place have said that once entered, no one would ever come out of Snow Forest Sea. Yet Yuan Bupo didn’t believe it, he kept waiting. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Ye Beiming was also waiting in the Great Zhou Heavenly Prison. Despite being locked in Heavenly Prison, he was not overly anxious. What truly worried him was Yun Sheng, from whom there had been no news at all. He waited for over two months, continually until the assessment officers of the Mainland Elite Camp came to Great Zhou. This day, the door of the Heavenly Prison finally opened. Without looking back, Ye Beiming coldly said. "It was not I who killed Ye Beilian," Behind Ye Beiming, dressed in a dragon robe, was none other than Ye Chengtian, the Emperor of Great Zhou. Ye Chengtian truly is a man innately cold and indifferent. Ye Beiming did not leave the Heavenly Prison, not because he couldn’t. Ye Chengtian actually used the Wuxuan Wuji Hall to threaten him, the Martial Arts Hall that once shed countless martial artists’ blood for Great Zhou, now being used to constrain his own Abolished Crown Prince. Ye Chengtian was also sizing up Ye Beiming, who after two months in the Heavenly Prison still appeared indifferent and handsome as usual, like the stars in the dark night. Ye Chengtian does not like Ye Beiming, has disliked him since he was born. Starting from the age of three, Ye Beiming did not act like a child. He was overly mature, he didn’t cry or make a fuss, Even when he had a dispute with Ye Beilian and felt wronged, he just watched from the side. Because he was too similar to Empress Li, and also because, though blind, he seemed to have eyes that could peer into people’s hearts. Those eyes that forever seemed unclear on what they sought, gave Ye Chengtian a sense of helplessness. "Whether or not you killed him doesn’t matter anymore, he’s dead, Great Zhou now has no heir," Ye Chengtian looked around the Heavenly Prison. "Let me guess, Ye Beilian’s death was also a part of your calculations. Or perhaps, the Magic Temple felt that Ye Beilian was no longer suitable to be the Crown Prince of Dazhou, that he was expendable." Ye Beiming looked at the Emperor of Great Zhou, the man before him, cruel and completely unhuman. Ye Beilian was once his most beloved child, but when Ye Beilian no longer had any utility, he was ruthlessly dealt with. Chen Lian Lian must have acted on the order of the Dark Crown Prince, perhaps she administered the poison, but there were many guards around Ye Beilian, and specialized palace maids attending to him, his death would not have happened without the Emperor of Great Zhou’s permission. The Emperor of Great Zhou’s ears turned red, clearly his thoughts were guessed. He was annoyed, he detested Ye Beiming, not only because he was that woman’s son, but even more so because of Ye Beiming’s eyes, even when he was still blind, his eyes, whenever they observed the Emperor of Great Zhou, gave the Emperor the illusion of being seen through. A child so astute from birth, neither demon nor calamity. This is the dirtiest, darkest Heavenly Prison, but even in such an environment, Ye Beiming remains immaculate, his composure as if he’s not begging for mercy, but rather as if he is in an elegantly arranged prison, savoring tea and music. It is this damn composure, this kind of composure, Ye Chengtian has seen countless times in the former Empress Li. That beautiful, intelligent woman. At any time, she would not complain, a woman completely acquiescent to him. That woman, even when she found out she would be delivered to another man by her own husband, remained as calm as ever. "You still have a son," the son of Noble Princess Consort Wenren, though young, is a royal descendant. "Yes, I have another son, a true son carrying my blood. But he is not strong enough, I need a Crown Prince who can protect Great Zhou, Ye Beiming, I won’t kill you, I will also let you join the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp as you wished, but remember, after you finish your training and get the War God Spear, you must assist my royal son, making him strong in the lands." Ye Chengtian stared at Ye Beiming, he gloomily looked at Ye Beiming, "Did you already know, that you are not my biological son?"