The landscape before them was magnificent—a celestial paradise that rivaled the myths of old. For the past few days, Fischl's heart had been in turmoil, causing her to ignore the news broadcasts. Had she been paying attention, she never would have doubted the existence of her "Imternachtreich."
Without giving her a chance to protest, Su Han swept Fischl into a princess carry, gliding through the air to show her the wonders of the Secret Realm.
"This is Mt. Kunlun, an ancient immortal peak where ley lines converge. Though no True Immortals have ascended here yet, it is a sanctuary for the Adepti. Beyond that is Weather Island, an island built entirely of solid clouds. The special Flame Shells and Jet Shells sold in the markets come from here. And of course, the Impact and Dial Shells used by the military. What do you think? Does it look like a kingdom in the clouds?"
Under Su Han's gentle guidance, the girl reached out to scoop up a handful of cloud matter. It felt cool and soft, a sensation of pure wonder. Living on the clouds was a story she had only read in manga as a child, yet Su Han had brought it to life.
They spent half an hour there before flying toward Mt. Emei. Compared to the cold majesty of Kunlun, Emei was more elegant, its spiritual energy even denser. However, Su Han didn't linger; he took Fischl straight to the Fountainhead Palace.
Of the four locations, this was the most divine. A thick white mist—concentrated spiritual essence—shrouded the vermilion pavilions. Streams cut through the courtyards, flowing toward the towering Sacred Sakura at the summit. Looking at the environment, Fischl realized her own imagination paled in comparison to the reality before her.
"How is it, my Empress? Does this territory meet your approval?"
"Ahem... such a prosperous and beautiful land... it surpasses even the legends. Noble Sovereign of the Night, your domain is truly unparalleled..."
Because of her nerves, Fischl's chuunibyou speech was a bit shaky, but the gloom that had haunted her was gone. For the first time, Little Amy felt that her dreams weren't just delusions—they were blueprints.
The Covenant of the Night
By 9:00 PM, Fischl's stomach began to rumble. Su Han laughed. "Honorable Empress, let us partake in the offerings. The servants of the Imternachtreich have prepared a banquet in your honor."
"Very well... to ensure the servants do not fall into despair, I, as the exalted Empress, shall grant them the grace of my presence."
They went to the private dining hall of the Jade Chamber. Xiangling had prepared a special spread, featuring Summer Festival Fruit Toast and a variety of chilled delicacies, accompanied by a special sparkling cola. Fischl was delighted.
After dinner, the girl began to yawn, though her eyes darted around nervously. She didn't want to leave. Sensing her hesitation, Su Han picked her up again and headed for the master suite on the top floor.
"W-What are you doing? Sovereign of Darkness... unhand me!"
"Have you forgotten? Exalted Empress, tonight is my turn to serve you..."
He brought her to the heated pool. As the warm water enveloped them, Amy was too shy to lift her head, and her "protests" vanished into the steam. After twenty minutes, he dried her off and carried her to the massive bed.
"Sleep... Empress of the Imternachtreich. Tonight, I shall be your guardian."
"Mhm..."
Feeling that he wasn't going to push further, the girl felt a flicker of disappointment mixed with an overwhelming sense of relief and security.
For Fischl's parents, knowing their daughter was with the Sovereign was a weight off their shoulders. In the world of adults, status was everything. They had spent years telling her to grow up and stop being "childish" because they feared she would never find a place in society or a husband to care for her. But following a man who ruled three nations and was the partner of the Shogun? No one in the world was more powerful or secure.
That night, Fischl slept more soundly than she ever had in her life. Since childhood, she had feared rainy nights and the loneliness of the library while her parents worked. Now, wrapped in warmth, she was at peace.
The Empress Awakens
At dawn, Amy sat up and stretched, only to realize she was bare beneath the silk sheets. She scrambled to find her cleaned and dried clothes, unaware that Su Han was secretly smiling behind her.
Ten minutes later, she appeared on the Jade Chamber plaza. Oz was waiting.
"Ah... Mein Fräulein, good morning."
"Pray, do not use that strange title, Oz. I have ascended. I am the Condemnation Empress of the Imternachtreich. You shall address me as Your Majesty."
"As you wish, Your Majesty," Oz replied, genuinely happy to see her confidence restored.
Soon, the others joined them. Jean looked at the vibrant Fischl and smiled. "You look well. In that case, I invite you to join the All-Heavens Mission Group. It will show you things far beyond your current understanding."
Fischl tilted her head. "A mission group? The Empress has heard of no such thing."
"You searched for the Imternachtreich," Jean laughed. "This is the tool that will allow you to reach it."
As she entered the group, Fischl was stunned. The world of Digimon, the realms of Immortals, the Grand Line, Devil Fruits... it was a billion times more expansive than her fantasies. She finally understood why the people around Su Han were growing so powerful.
Inuyasha's Triumph
Meanwhile, Inuyasha arrived at the Valley of Dragons. Facing the sealed demon dragon, he leaped high into the air, his blade glowing.
"Soul-Sunder!"
A violent gale shattered the fossilized claws of the beast. Ryugotsusei's crimson eyes snapped open.
"Roar! Little brat of the Dog General... you dare awaken me? You seek death!"
"Heh, you old fossil. If I woke you up, it's because I can put you back down! Die!"
Inuyasha swung his blade, the wind-shard qi sending the dragon reeling. With his newly mastered Observation Haki, he dodged the dragon's demonic blasts with ease.
"Stupid dragon... I knew you'd move like that. Soul-Sunder: Dragon Cleaver!"
A teal arc of energy tore through the dragon's second attack, carving deep gouges into its skeletal body. Because Ryugotsusei was composed of bone, there was no blood, but the spiritual damage was lethal.
Ten minutes later, the dragon's skull was shattered by a final, overwhelming strike. Inuyasha panted, collecting the massive corpse into a spatial container. In Su Han's faction, everything was measured by merit. A demon-class corpse like this could be exchanged for high-tier cultivation materials—enough to forge hundreds of weapons or armor sets.
As Inuyasha departed with his prize, a man wearing a baboon-skin pelt appeared in the shadows, watching the retreating half-demon with a dark, calculating gaze.
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