Holy Son, Run! The Demon Empress Wants You as Her Consort! - Chapter 27:

Chapter 27: Divine Pill Emerges, All Are Shocked

Shangguan Yi still shook her head. “Your soul sense is too weak. Forcing a Grade Two pill refinement could damage your soul—it might even leave you mentally crippled.”

“No, the risk is too high. I can’t let you do it.”

Lin Ze patted his chest and promised, “Don’t worry, aunt. The moment something feels wrong, I’ll stop immediately. I won’t let myself get hurt.”

In the end, Shangguan Yi relented. She handed over a set of ingredients to Lin Ze.

Lin Ze took a deep breath and, following the steps ingrained in his mind, began refining the Beautifying Pill.

At first, everything went smoothly. Even Shangguan Yi was so shocked she covered her mouth in disbelief.

She was utterly stunned by Lin Ze’s proficiency!

But when it came to the final step—fusing the medicinal properties—sweat began pouring down Lin Ze’s forehead, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

This was a clear sign of soul sense exhaustion!

Noticing his condition, Shangguan Yi cried out, “Stop, now!”

“No! I can still do this!” Lin Ze gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as he desperately forced his soul sense to continue and fuse the medicinal properties.

Shangguan Yi anxiously paced in circles. This was the critical moment—if she interrupted him, Lin Ze could suffer from backlash.

Crackle—BOOM!

As loud popping noises came from the cauldron, Lin Ze’s figure began to sway unsteadily.

His vision blurred, his head throbbed violently, but still, he refused to give up.

He had to refine this divine Beautifying Pill—not just for You Yiran’s face, but for himself.

He wanted to bring his wife home, to make his father proud!

“Aaah! Fuse already! Ahh!!”

Lin Ze roared in anger, his eyes bloodshot.

At that moment, it was as if all his potential had been squeezed out. An overwhelming surge of soul sense burst forth, forcefully merging all the medicinal properties inside the cauldron.

BOOM!!

A thunderous explosion came from the cauldron!

The sky changed color, dark clouds rolled in, and thunder rumbled!

RUMBLE—!

Amidst the booming thunder, a wave of medicinal fragrance spread out in all directions, engulfing the entire Netherveil Palace.

“Holy—what’s that smell? Did the kitchen staff finally grow a conscience and make something edible?”

“This aroma… is it medicinal?”

“It smells so familiar—wasn’t this the same scent that appeared when Prince Consort refined a divine pill last time?”

“I broke through!! I’ve been stuck at the Martial Master stage for a year, and I finally broke through!”

“Same here! What?! I just broke through to the 6th stage three days ago!”

“It has to be Prince Consort! That divine pill scent—it’s gotta be from him again!”

“Prince Consort is incredible!”

In an instant, the disciples of Netherveil Palace were all excited.

They could feel their own auras growing stronger.

Just a whiff of that medicinal fragrance was worth months of hard cultivation.

Their admiration for Lin Ze skyrocketed—they practically saw him as a living deity.

Taking the opportunity, Er Hu shouted, “If heaven hadn’t birthed Prince Consort, the path of alchemy would be eternal darkness!”

With someone leading the chant, countless disciples echoed:

“If heaven hadn’t birthed Prince Consort, the path of alchemy would be eternal darkness!!”

The shouts of the disciples soon drew the elders’ attention.

They too had caught the scent of the pill and were instantly entranced.

Grand Elder Ji Mingyun stood frozen, utterly shocked by what he saw. His heart trembled.

The disciples had collectively broken through?

Could this be a once-in-a-century auspicious day?

No—that aroma!

It had to be from the divine-grade pill refined by Prince Consort. And not just any pill—it must be at least Grade Three or higher. Otherwise, such widespread effects were impossible!

Gulp… Ji Mingyun swallowed hard, his admiration for Lin Ze growing wildly.

Hearing the cheers from the disciples, he couldn’t hold back anymore and shouted, “Prince Consort is amazing!!”

His roar shook the heavens. Nearby disciples all turned to stare.

Ji Mingyun’s face flushed red. Though yelling like that undermined his elder dignity, he couldn’t help himself.

With this Prince Consort, their Netherveil Palace was truly blessed by the heavens!

“Let’s go! We have to see Prince Consort in person and bow a few times!”

“Yes, yes!!”

…

After the divine-grade Beautifying Pill was completed, Lin Ze’s body began to totter. Just as he was about to collapse, a fragrant breeze blew past him.

He fell into something soft.

His head rested against You Yiran’s chest. When he looked up, he saw her beautiful face.

“Wife… look… I refined it… promise me… come home with me…”

With that final sentence, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

“Lin Ze?”

“Lin Ze!”

“Prince Consort!!”

Everyone who rushed in was instantly overwhelmed with worry.

Shangguan Yi’s face filled with guilt. “It’s all my fault—I didn’t stop him in time…”

“His soul sense is exhausted. His soul has taken serious damage. He was risking his life?!”

You Yiran’s heart clenched painfully. She wrapped her arms around Lin Ze’s waist and quickly flew toward the sacred healing ground in Netherveil Palace.

Her words tugged at the hearts of all elders and disciples present.

“Prince Consort, you must not die!”

“Waah… Prince Consort! I haven’t even given you a baby yet. If you die, what will I do…” Many female disciples began to cry.

“My Holy Son!!” Er Hu fainted from crying in the restroom.

Unknowingly, everyone in Netherveil Palace had come to regard Lin Ze as the most important person in their hearts—almost like a leader.

…

Netherveil Palace, Demon Dragon Pool.

The Demon Dragon Pool was one of the most treasured places in the palace.

Its waters brimmed with rich spiritual energy and traces of dragon qi, perfect for healing injuries.

At the center of the pool.

Lin Ze, completely unclothed, floated within, only his head exposed.

Faint mist rose from the water and slowly flowed into his body, constantly repairing the damage to his soul.

“Ugh… hurts…”

After sleeping for a full day and night, Lin Ze gradually regained consciousness. He tried to move but found that he couldn’t control his limbs at all.

Especially his head—it felt like it was splitting apart.

He let out several pained groans.

Splash.

Suddenly, there was a soft splash at the edge of the Demon Dragon Pool.

A familiar fragrance drifted in.

“Wife?” Lin Ze used all his strength to turn his head.

Sure enough, he saw You Yiran in a black dress slowly stepping into the water.

As she walked, she shed her clothes. Soon, a flawless, breathtaking body was revealed before Lin Ze’s eyes.

He had to admit—his wife’s figure was simply too perfect!

No way… could this be a surprise bonus?

Thinking that, Lin Ze immediately shut his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, waiting for what You Yiran would do next.

“Still recovering this slowly?”

You Yiran frowned slightly and muttered under her breath as she slowly approached.

The pool glowed with a milky white light as her graceful figure submerged into the water. Her proud curves sank beneath the surface, leaving only her delicate collarbones and sculpted shoulders exposed.

Her long hair floated around her like seaweed in the gentle current.

Lin Ze wasn’t from the demon race, so the Demon Dragon Pool naturally rejected him.

Only through the yin-yang union between him and You Yiran could the energy of the pool be activated and accelerate the repair of his damaged soul.