"Mom, I'm leaving first," a young man said as he stood in a teleportation array, waving goodbye to a beautiful woman.
The young man was extraordinarily handsome, with an outstanding temperament, resembling a man on the street who was as white as jade and unparalleled in the world.
The beautiful woman wore a loose casual dress, but it was in disarray, having slipped down to expose her magnificent breasts.
Her skin, as white as snow, shone brightly in the sun. She was stunningly beautiful, like a ripe fruit—delicious and juicy—with willow eyebrows, almond eyes, a cherry mouth, plump breasts, a thin waist, and peach-like buttocks.
She was a vision of breathtaking beauty.
The beautiful woman stepped forward and gently stroked the young man's face, admonishing him, "Tian'er, the old ancestor in the court has calculated that there will be an opportunity for the Ancestral Dragon in the lower world. Although I don't know why this opportunity would appear in such a barbaric place, you must seize it. It is crucial for your future. I have arranged everything. Come back soon."
Qin Tian grabbed his mother's hand, wrapped one arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.
With a smile, he said, "I just fed you last night. Why? Do you feel lost at the thought of not seeing me for a while?"
The beautiful woman did not resist her son's boldness and pressed her ample breasts against his chest.
"I don't miss you, my little enemy. When you're not here, I can rest for a few days and handle the affairs of the court. Since you arrived, I've been on leave for a long time, barely leaving the bed. If this continues, those ministers will die of frustration trying to advise me."
Qin Tian's hands began to wander, exploring his mother's body. He enjoyed her perfect form, lifting her delicate chin as he said, "They probably would never have imagined that Empress Luohen of the Tianhen Empire is actually a woman who commits incest with her son, right? Hahahaha."
"Bah~ Don't be shameless. It's you, my little rascal, who made me like this,"
Gong Xiaoyue retorted, rolling her eyes at her son. She slapped away his hands, which were fondling her buttocks, and gently pushed him away.
She adjusted her slipped dress and said, "Stop playing around and set off quickly. If you haven't had enough fun, go to the underworld to play. With your status, the women there are all your toys. If you fancy a few, bring them back as concubines or maids."
"My mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. With such a beauty by my side, how could I be interested in other women?" Qin Tian replied.
Gong Xiaoyue was pleased by her son's praise. She smiled softly, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Such a smooth talker. I am your mother, after all. Don't be like your useless father. My son is so outstanding; naturally, he should have many women around him. After all, I can't be with you openly."
Qin Tian touched his nose. The "useless father" his mother referred to was actually the patriarch of the immortal Qin clan, a family of immortals in the Great Thousand Dao Realm.
He was known to be invincible among his peers, revered as the Qin Emperor, a terrifying figure who had suppressed an entire era and left the geniuses of that time in awe.
Due to an incident many years ago, Emperor Qin and Gong Xiaoyue had fallen into a cold war, rarely contacting each other. They only occasionally learned about each other's current situation through Qin Tian.
"Then, mother, I am leaving," Qin Tian said.
"Be careful on your journey. I will have Yingji follow you to ensure your safety," Gong Xiaoyue replied.
Qin Tian glanced at his shadow but said nothing more. After a long, passionate kiss with his mother, he stepped into the teleportation array, transforming into a beam of light and disappearing before the beautiful woman.
Gong Xiaoyue's cheeks flushed. She reached into her skirt, withdrew her hand, and looked at the wetness on her fingers. She sighed, "What a little enemy. He only knows how to tease me."
A smile spread across her face. In truth, Gong Xiaoyue had already become aroused after being touched and kissed by her son, but she had endured it.
Otherwise, Qin Tian might not have been able to leave again.
Gong Xiaoyue waved her jade-like hand, and her casual clothes instantly transformed into a majestic red imperial robe embroidered with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and birds paying homage to the phoenix.
She donned a crown, and an aura of imperial authority radiated from her. At that moment, Gong Xiaoyue became Empress Luohen once more, the ruler who dominated billions of lives and could cause blood to flow for thousands of miles with her wrath.
"To court!" she declared, her voice resonating like the cry of a phoenix throughout the Tianhen Empire.
Upon hearing this, some ministers burst into tears and hurriedly prepared to go to the palace. Others, who were in the midst of intimacy with their wives, immediately withdrew and rushed to the palace.
Empress Luohen had been on leave these past days, neglecting state affairs, which had caused the ministers to complain daily. Memorials had piled up in their homes.
A country cannot be without a ruler for even a day, yet Gong Xiaoyue had gone on strike, devoting herself to her son in the palace and serving him.
The Tianhen Empire and its national affairs were nothing compared to her son's desires.
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The Lower Realm, Holy Land of Heavenly Sword
In the vast square of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, tens of thousands of disciples had gathered. At the center stood the core figures of the Holy Land—the sect master and all the elders.
Even some ancestors, whose vitality was waning, had emerged from seclusion to wait there.
The disciples were puzzled. They had never witnessed such a grand ceremony. What kind of important figure could warrant such a reception, with even the ancestors coming out to greet them?
The Heavenly Sword Holy Land was the most powerful force in the Tiancang Realm. Even if the ancestors of other forces visited, such a spectacle would not be necessary.
The Tiancang Realm was the name given to this world by its inhabitants.
There were many such lower realms, though those in the Great Thousand Dao Realm collectively referred to these smaller worlds as the "lower realm."