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Ye Kai glanced at the distressed members of Lingbao Pavilion, but he had no intention of engaging with them. He curled his lip; he was already disinclined to deal with these people, and now that he had something to do, he felt even less inclined to pay them any mind.
However, he couldn't bear to watch the scene unfolding before him any longer. It wasn't that he felt sorry for the Black-Clad Youth, who was about to face five opponents at once.
This was no joke. With such an image and a haughty demeanor, could he possibly fail in his attempt to save the day?
Well, even if an unexpected situation arose, most people like him usually had powerful guardians backing them up.
Sure enough.
Facing the four aggressive young Daoists charging at him, the Black-Clad Youth didn’t even glance their way. Instead, he looked toward the Iron Observer, lifted his chin, and arrogantly declared, "I really dislike people like you."
"You not only insult the identity of a cultivator but also demean the beauty that is a rare treasure."
With that, the Black-Clad Youth casually tossed out a curved blade. The cold gleam of the blade flickered with streaks of lightning, and in an instant, it unleashed a dense Azure Purple Thunderstorm, terrifying as if demons had descended.
In just one strike—merely one strike—two Gray Robed Daoists were sent flying faster than they had come. The other two were obliterated into a mist of flesh and blood.
In that moment, everyone present was left dumbfounded, and the Iron Observer exclaimed in shock, "Who exactly are you?"
The Black-Clad Youth did not answer. Instead, behind him, the vast Sea of Clouds suddenly surged and split open to reveal a passageway.
With a series of thunderous claps echoing through the air, four Winged Horses emerged, enveloped in radiant white light. They trod upon billowing white clouds and sported sharp horns atop their heads.
Every horse was larger than the elephants Ye Kai knew of. Four white horses pulled a chariot that resembled the Azure Phoenix Palace, illuminated by clouds of Spirit Light, slowly appearing before everyone.
Suddenly, beneath the feet of the Black-Clad Youth, Cloud Qi surged, and he floated effortlessly onto the chariot. The Winged Horse and the grand palace chariot made him shine like gold, instantly radiating the aura of a wealthy second-generation heir.
Whether it was the Iron Observer or the Gray-Robed Elder, in contrast to the Black-Clad Youth, they seemed like impoverished commoners encountering an emperor on a procession—there was a stark difference between them, one on the ground and one above.
Standing on the chariot, Black-Clad Youth looked down at the Iron Observer and asked calmly, “Are you asking me?”
As he spoke, he took out a massive triangular Flag and tossed it casually. The Flag fluttered in the wind, soaring to a height of a hundred meters, making a resounding sound in the air.
“Azure Phoenix Chariot, Nine Dragons Flag…” The face of the Gray-Robed Elder changed dramatically as he exclaimed, “You are from the Jiaolong Clan Dragon Prince!”
Everyone present was shocked, their gazes fixed on the distinguished and calm Black-Clad Youth standing atop the Azure Phoenix Chariot.
The expression of the Iron Observer also turned extremely grim in an instant. He never expected that this young man was actually the prince of the Jiaolong Clan. Did that mean he had dragon clan guards behind him?
After a twitch at the corner of his eye, he immediately became alert, gripping a Sunflower Water Mine Pearl in his hand, ready to unleash it at any moment.
After a moment of silence, he looked up again at the proud figure of Aowu Shuang, who wore an expression of disdain, and squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth: “Prince of the Jiaolong Clan, Aowu Shuang!”
At that moment, surrounded and already heavily injured, the Yellow-Clad Woman felt her cheeks flush slightly. Tears glistened in her eyes as she gazed adoringly at Aowu Shuang, biting her red lips in a daze.
Perhaps among all those present, only Ye Kai felt little impact. He watched from afar, chuckling softly as he murmured, “Can this be considered a super second-generation heir? No wonder they exude such high status; could this be what they call an explosive entrance?”
“Hehe, look! My husband has gained another admirer.”
"Hey? Sister Three, this girl seems to have quite a bit of Spiritual Energy; she doesn't disgrace the Bloodline of her husband."
"You girls just know how to gossip behind people's backs. Just wait until my husband gets home."
...
Suddenly, Ye Kai heard voices coming from the Azure Phoenix Chariot, and it wasn't just one or two people.
Standing high in the air, Ye Kai was taken aback. He took a closer look and his eyes widened in disbelief, nearly slipping off his seat.
"Wow!"
"No wonder they're from the Dragon Clan; even the Jiaolong Clan is a branch of the Dragon Clan. They truly live up to the title."
Ye Kai's mouth twitched slightly. On the Azure Phoenix Chariot, besides Aowu Shuang, the prince of the Jiaolong Clan, there were actually seven celestial beings dressed in various colorful garments.
Each one was stunningly beautiful.
Not only that, but with seven beauties in seven colors, it was simply reminiscent of the Seven Fairies!
Rubbing his chin, Ye Kai curiously observed Aowu Shuang. Could it be that he had taken a liking to that Yellow-Clad Woman and wanted to add her to his harem?
It was unclear whether Aowu Shuang was careless or particularly fond of this kind of atmosphere, but on the Azure Phoenix Chariot, there was only one formation activated—the Seven-Colored Cloud Array. The voices of the seven women were either soft and sweet, clear and melodious, or spirited and vibrant, stirring emotions deep within everyone else.
Of course, that wasn't the main point; the key detail was that every time these seven beauties looked at Aowu Shuang, the Jiao Long Prince, they wore infatuated expressions.
A group of Stunning Beauties, breathtakingly beautiful women, each with their own unique charm—some elegant and graceful, others proud and aloof, some cute and headstrong, while others are cool and indifferent or shy and delicate. How could this lecherous dragon have gotten so lucky?!
Damn it!
Jade Maidens, Heroic Women, Lolis, Elder Sisters—everything one could wish for is here!
And they are not ordinary people. Ye Kai glanced at the data on the screen and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye. Among these seven beauties, the lowest cultivation level is at the Heart-Moving Stage, with four of them at the Golden Core Stage, and the highest one is already nearing the Great Perfection of Golden Core Stage.
"The harem, this is what a true harem looks like, and it's a harem with incredible combat power!" Ye Kai watched enviously.
What’s even more outrageous is that in front of the equally powerful Iron Observer at the Great Perfection of Golden Core Stage, these soft girls not only completely disregard her but even started placing bets. This made him particularly uneasy.
Ye Kai really wanted to shout out loud, "You soft girls, let go of that man! Whatever tricks you have, bring them all against me!"
He held back again and again; after turning that thought over a hundred times in his throat, he finally managed to suppress it.
"Considering the time spent in the Veil of the World, I've only had a few intimate moments with the princess since crossing into this world. Suddenly seeing so many uniquely charming, ethereal soft girls has left me a bit overwhelmed."
Ye Kai stroked his chin, his face serious as he muttered to himself, "This guy actually occupies so many high-quality resources; he deserves to be condemned!"
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