Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Do You Think I Am Your Woman Slave?

The Green Sparrow Palace was located at the far western edge of the Southern Region, bordering the land of the competing races, also known as the Forbidden Land. This was where the defeated races had been sealed before the Eternal Night, during the era of the competing races. After enduring the Eternal Night and the erosion of time, the seals in this Forbidden Land had gradually weakened, allowing some individuals to emerge from within.

These individuals belonged to the demon race.

According to them, the environment in the Forbidden Land was harsh, making survival difficult. The demon races had banded together, enduring calamity after calamity, which had allowed them to survive to this day.

Later, they had attempted to break out and reclaim their former glory.

However, many Saint-level forces from the Southern Region had nearly exterminated them, forcing them back once more.

As time passed, their restrictions had slowly lifted, allowing some to come out, yet they all chose to remain low-key about their origins.

West of the Forbidden Land lay the Falling Star Mountain Range, an area belonging to the Western Desert. It was a mountain range formed by stars that had truly fallen from the sky, serving as a natural barrier separating the Southern Region from the Western Desert.

To the east of the Green Sparrow Palace stretched a land spanning a hundred thousand miles, devoid of any sects or powerful families.

Thus, the entire area of a hundred thousand miles fell under the dominion of the Green Sparrow Palace.

The Green Sparrow Palace was also the most unique sect in the Southern Region, entirely composed of women, with not a single man among them.

Mu Lanxin’s ancient teleportation array brought them directly to a small courtyard within the Green Sparrow Palace.

The courtyard was modest but warmly arranged.

There were attendants present as well.

Mu Lanxin waved her hand, and the female attendants withdrew.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang realized that something very important needed to be discussed and turned to Bing Yuyan.

Bing Yuyan proudly raised her head and waved her hand, dismissing Feng Daoer and Shuang Jianer, choosing to remain behind herself.

Mu Lanxin said nothing about this and instead stated, "I am using a Great Path Sacred Fruit to seek something for the palace master."

"Palace master? Li Qingsparrow?" Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised.

He had already learned everything about the Green Sparrow Palace from Xue Feishuang and Yuluan.

The Green Sparrow Palace had been established by Li Qingsparrow, who was Yi Qianqiu’s sworn sister.

However, this palace master was rumored to have died in an accident many years ago, leaving the position of palace master vacant.

That was also why, when he met Yi Qianqiu, he hadn’t mentioned this, fearing that Yi Qianqiu’s poor state would worsen due to the impact of Li Qingsparrow’s death.

"The palace master is not dead," Mu Lanxin clarified. "The news of her death was something I announced; only the elders of the Green Sparrow Palace know the truth. The actual situation is that the palace master is attempting to ascend to the Ascending the Heavens realm to become a saint. Not wanting to fail in proving her path, she is in an extremely special state. We have been maintaining this for a long time, but during the rare moments she is conscious, she urges us to give up. Who would have thought that the Great Path Sacred Fruit tree would appear? Thus, she wants to obtain a Great Path Sacred Fruit."

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but sigh; it was incredibly difficult for a non-Saint-level force to give birth to a saint.

Even though the Green Sparrow Palace was far from the heart of the Southern Region, they had still failed.

He didn’t believe the failure was solely due to their own shortcomings.

He had heard from Lou Pingfan that whether in the Southern Region or other areas, those long-established Saint-level forces, over ten thousand years old, had secretly united to cause trouble, making it hard for non-Saint-level forces to prove their path to sainthood.

He later learned that Liao Qingshan had been able to become a saint partly because of Bai Yunxiao from the Ziyang Sacred Land, who had sought to utilize him for that opportunity; otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to achieve sainthood as well.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yang knew that his relationship with the Green Sparrow Palace, as well as with Xue Feishuang and Yuluan, was too special for him to stand idly by.

He immediately took out a Great Path Sacred Fruit and handed it to Mu Lanxin.

"Don’t you have any requests?" Mu Lanxin asked.

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled.

If it were someone else, he would definitely consider letting them join the Vast Forest, but he was not prepared to do such a thing with the Green Sparrow Palace; he had his principles.

Mu Lanxin said seriously, "The favor of a single fruit will never be forgotten by the Green Sparrow Palace. When the palace master awakens, we will definitely repay it."

She did not linger, for the palace master was in very poor condition. She arranged accommodations for Zhang Yang, Bing Yuyan, and the others before hurriedly leaving.

The courtyard was designated for hosting distinguished guests, so Zhang Yang would be staying there temporarily.

Bing Yuyan, along with her two maidens, was placed in a nearby small courtyard, which was a three-story building suitable for the three of them.

Feng Daoer and Shuang Jianer were sent away by her.

In the courtyard, only Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan remained.

"Do you still want to threaten me?" Zhang Yang was not afraid this time; they were in the Green Sparrow Palace, surrounded by many people. If he shouted, it would surely ruin Bing Yuyan’s image.

Bing Yuyan’s stunning face no longer held the fierceness from earlier. When she was quiet, she was truly beautiful—so exquisite that she seemed like someone from another world. However, she still could not rival the ethereal charm of Yaoruoxian. There was something complex about this woman; her goddess-like demeanor was praised by all, yet she might not have fully embraced it herself—she had simply grown accustomed to it.

She had once been desperate for the Great Path Sacred Fruit, especially since she had hoped to become a saint five hundred years ago, only to be sealed away for five centuries. The Ice and Snow Divine Palace had relied on the Cangmang Sacred Land, which had since become a legend, making her desire for sainthood even stronger.

For five hundred years, she had endured without the Great Path Sacred Fruit.

But now that she had glimpsed it, she could no longer hold back.

Moreover, she currently had no way to deal with Zhang Yang. The only thing she could focus on was the Great Path Sacred Fruit.

“I want the Great Path Sacred Fruit,” Bing Yuyan declared firmly.

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. “I don’t have any left.”

Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth, unwilling to believe him. How could he so easily give one to Mu Lanxin and then claim he had none?

Yet Zhang Yang maintained his stance, as if he truly had none left.

A look of humiliation crossed Bing Yuyan’s face, as though she were suppressing immense inner pain. She clenched her jaw and said, “Master, please give me a Great Path Sacred Fruit.”

Hearing that, Zhang Yang felt quite pleased.

The most beautiful woman in the Southern Region—this was not something the Four Raging Demons or the Four Ghosts could compare to. Just imagining the exquisite sensation of the cold and proud Yaoruoxian calling him “Master” was thrilling, much like this very moment.

The psychological and spiritual satisfaction was beyond words.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and smirked. “Hehe, so you want to teach me a lesson and force me to release your vow?”

“I have already lowered my head. What more do you want?” Bing Yuyan ground her teeth. Calling him “Master” was already an extraordinary humiliation, yet he wanted something even more outrageous.

Zhang Yang chuckled. “You planned to torment and coerce me—do you really think this will end with just words? Do you think I, Zhang Yang, am that easy to bully?”

“What do you want?” Bing Yuyan snapped.

“With just one command from me, the Great Path Sacred Fruit from the Vast Forest will be lost to you forever. Do you believe that?” Zhang Yang said.

Bing Yuyan suddenly found it impossible to lift her head. She knew he was right.

As she had acknowledged, Zhang Yang was indeed the lord of the Vast Forest, a fact that had already been accepted. He was also the first master of a sacred land in the vast history of the world who had yet to reach the Ascending the Heavens realm—still a hundred thousand miles away from it.

Zhang Yang rubbed his chin and mused, “How about this—you become my woman slave?”