[Fantasy] The Romantic Kingdom of Women (Complete) - Chapter 17

Chapter 203 The Arrival of the Beautiful Daughters

Looking at those eager eyes, I knew that the elite of the Red Pink Guard were
worshipping me immensely, eager for me to train them immediately so they could reach
the Saintly Realm, the realm that human experts passionately dreamed of, just like Youlan. More importantly, I had become a symbol

—a landmark of transformation on the most dazzling continent. It could be said that the Daughter Kingdom had undergone a dramatic change because of me.
At least in the Yunrou Empire, all the men took me as their role model, beginning to find their own place in life.
And since my arrival, I've noticed that the number of men appearing in Rou City has been increasing day by day.

The mistakes made by the five goddesses are only now showing signs of improvement, but this
is far from enough for the urgent task of destroying the world. Only four of the five goddesses have been found so far, and only two
have regained their divine power. These are all matters that urgently need to be addressed.

Of course, this is a matter for the gods. For humanity, the attack from the Demon Realm is the most crucial issue.
The Demon King must also know about the Magnificent Continent and its defenses against them; otherwise, those two witch assassins wouldn't have appeared.
In my perception, those two strands of true energy have never ceased, or perhaps the two women, fearing being followed, took
many detours.

Their worries were in vain. Entangled by my divine power, how could they possibly escape my notice?
Besides , the divine power of the Great God Pangu is so deeply hidden within their bodies; how could it
be discovered so easily? And even if it were discovered, they wouldn't be able to break free. From the moment the two women revealed their weapons to Empress Yunxin
, they were destined to become my pawns.

I stopped my inner turmoil, moved to face the thirty red-clad guards lined up in three rows, cleared
my throat, and said loudly, "You are an elite force, the most promising warriors of the Yunrou Empire. But right now,
I don't have much time to train you, so we must act quickly."

I paused, then continued, "The two assassins we released yesterday are your targets.
I will now point you in a direction, east or west of the Yunrou Empire. Head in that direction and
find them, and capture them. Captain Youlan will lead the team. I will monitor your progress closely.
If the mission fails within three days, you will all be replaced."

Arrogance alone is not enough. Looking at Youlan's icy expression, I knew I had to let her experience
failure. Otherwise, she would never know that the great powers in the world are not limited to the Holy Domain, and that even the Holy Domain is not an absolute victory for
the Demon Domain .

No one dared to take this challenge lightly. The thirty female guards, all eager to strengthen their forces,
chose withdraw. Under Youlan's instructions, they prepared some supplies and left Rou City. Although
it was the beginning of the new year, for these warriors, life was the same for everyone.

"If Youlan fails to complete the mission, I will accept the same punishment as the warriors. Please execute this order, General."
She was indeed cold and resolute, but this also revealed to me that her bond with the female guards had long surpassed
the rank of officer and soldier. In their hearts, they were all their best sisters and best friends, and not one of them could be lost.

I didn't answer her request, only softly saying, "Then I wish you a triumphant return!"

Watching these two female guards, considered the elite of the Yunrou Empire, leave the General's Mansion, I knew that the great war against the Demon Realm had
quietly begun. The more mysterious Xiuda Qianqian and Xiuda Meimei's whereabouts became, the more one couldn't help but suspect that
a vast underground organization of the Demon Realm must exist on the Yanjue Continent.

Having eliminated two powerful figures, the Female Prime Minister Yan Ji and the King of Ying, the people of the Demon Realm must already have
all information. Faced with their unpredictable assassinations, I might as well strike first. Anyway, there's
nothing to talk about with the Demon Realm; it's either you die or I die.

After dealing with these female guards, I quietly headed towards the fox-girl's residence. However, this time I
failed . Before I even arrived, a female guard hurriedly found me, quickly bowed, and
loudly reported, "General, our men have discovered two very suspicious women in Rou City. Their skills are extremely high, and
our guards are powerless to deal with them. Please decide, General." "

Deal with them my foot!" I waved my hand dismissively and said, "Come on, take me to see them?" Although I occasionally
monitor Rou City, I'm wary of the powerful dark energy. I can't be bothered with small fry like them.
Even if they manage to enter Rou City, they won't escape Feng Xianglan's control, and even if they escape Feng Xianglan's
control , they can't enter this heavily guarded general's mansion.

Because of the incident with the demonic assassin, the General's Mansion has become even more strict. No one other than my woman
is allowed to enter the inner courtyard. So now, besides my women, only the Red Powder Guard is permitted; other female guards
and ministers are strictly forbidden from entering. It's comparable to the Imperial Palace in its strictness.

The two women were indeed very beautiful. But upon seeing them, I smiled, which puzzled the female guards
around me . Before they could ask, I spoke: "Alright,
I'll deal with these two women. Your men, withdraw. This is none of your business."

The captain of the female guards, though puzzled, didn't speak again. She nodded to the guards behind her, and
dozens of female guards retreated. The New Year's atmosphere remained unchanged, and no one noticed the subtle shift in my emotions
.

After the guards turned and left, I strode up. The two women were sitting in the high-ceilinged restaurant,
peering out They were beautiful and fragrant; I could recognize them at a glance. They were
people I knew very well, but I hadn't expected them to come to Roucheng.

Last night's heavy snow had made the snow pile up even thicker. The icicles hanging from the eaves, like shimmering
lampposts, gleamed brilliantly in the warm red sun. A gentle breeze blew by, and the
steaming breakfast made my mouth water.

The restaurant owner was quite diligent, not even taking a break for the New Year, and already open for business so early.
Although I had been in Roucheng for several days, to be honest, I hadn't eaten out yet. Anyway, I had many
women , each with their own culinary skills, so I could eat one every day and be quite content.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, I walked into the shop. The owner had just gotten up; his jet- black hair
was neatly combed. As soon as he saw me, he greeted me very warmly: "Oh, General, is that you?"
Ah, what a rare guest! Come, come upstairs and have a seat! "

In Yanjue, I might be considered a miracle, but in Roucheng, I am a real
hero. Although I don't know this proprietress, I can tell she knows me very well. She
touched her chin somewhat awkwardly and asked, puzzled, 'Boss, do you recognize me?'

'General, you're being too polite. In Roucheng, in the Yunrou Empire, who doesn't know
you? Yesterday, a commander came to eat and secretly told me that you've already assumed the duties of an empress
! What a joyous occasion! Your high position and great power, and your presence here, truly bring
honor to our humble establishment!'

This is the real boss. Compared to my previous business dealings, this woman is even more eloquent and incredibly
affectionate . Looking at her radiant beauty at thirty, her rosy face exuding a seductive charm, she truly possesses a
captivating allure. However, when she affectionately held my hand, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed."

Being too intimate isn't a good thing, or rather, being too popular isn't good either. People often say that
news travels fastest in the marketplace, and it's certainly true. Just yesterday, I was forced into this heavy responsibility by the Queen, and now everyone outside
knows, whether it's gossip or fact, they're all talking about it in glowing terms.

As soon as I stepped onto the second floor, they saw me. Liu Xinjie stood up very respectfully, her face
no longer concealing her beauty. I'd always thought she was a delicate woman, and now she was indeed beautiful. A graceful
arched bright eyes, a delicate nose, and lips that seemed to whisper softly. Her skin was like jade,
exceptionally beautiful. This woman, the left hand of the god of beauty, truly deserved the title of the most stunning assassin.

I recognized her, not because I was particularly good at guessing, but because she glanced at me and then
ignored me completely. She certainly hadn't forgotten that steamy incident from last time; in fact, it was
the most unbearable shame in her heart. Every midnight, she couldn't help but relive the
feeling .

She firmly believed that if it weren't for the two women appearing that day, she would have lost her virginity. Instinctively,
she always thought I was a bad person, so she couldn't help but feel a strong aversion to me. However, she couldn't control her younger sister, Liu Xinjie
. After being defeated by me, Liu Xinjie, who was determined to follow me, relentlessly pestered her, leaving her no choice but to
give in .

After I returned from the Red Lightning Empire, they also rushed over. Actually, their departure time
was about the same as the return time of the Fierce Tiger Camp and the Moon City army, but these days, they used their powerful true energy
to forcibly travel, which is why they arrived in less than half the usual time.

"Hmph!" As expected, she didn't like me. She only glanced at me before snorting coldly,
as if I owed her a lot of money. In fact, Wuxiabo also had her own grievances. Not only could she not let her
younger sister know that I had taken advantage of her, but she also had to get past her own conscience. These days, she hated me to the bone.
If her younger sister hadn't been there, she probably would have drawn her sword and hacked me to pieces.

"Ah, my two beauties, you've come to Roucheng too. This is my territory. If you need any assistance, just
ask me." Thick-skinnedness has always been one of my traits. Although the beauties looked down on me, I still
offered my warm face to their cold backsides. They'd come such a long way; their fragrant backsides were indeed cold. I
figured I wouldn't lose anything by offering them a warm face.

While Wuxiabo ignored me, the other woman, Liu Xinjie, was extremely polite. Seeing me approach, she quickly stood up and
offered me her seat. Her eyes were filled with joy and worship—probably
a kind of , just like the female guards who had the same excited gaze towards me.

Regardless of whether one woman was cold or warm towards me, I plopped down. The restaurant owner immediately
brought out steaming hot breakfast, completely different from what the two women had eaten. Perhaps this was
the benefit ; without even speaking, someone would respectfully prepare everything for you.

"It's obvious you're a great general, known to everyone in Rou City.
A ; they must be your men. Now, just say you're the emperor of the Yunrou Empire,
and probably no one will object." Wuxiabo finally spoke, but it wasn't anything nice.

Chapter 204 Tender Feelings

Looking at Wuxiabo's resentment towards me, I wasn't angry. Last time in the Hongdian Empire, I
did a bit too far, but it was all her own doing. When I most wanted a woman, she insisted on barging into my
bedroom. Wasn't that just asking for trouble?

Picking up the steaming cloud cake from the table, I took a bite and said apologetically, "Beautiful
Wuxiabo, what happened last time was my fault, but who told you to be so beautiful? I just couldn't resist.
If I had the chance again, I wouldn't let it go."

With a "hiss," Wuxiabo choked on something. She hadn't expected me to be so shameless,
not only saying it but also refusing to repent. Liu Xinjie, the left-hand sister of the goddess,
stared at me and her older sister with wide eyes, only then realizing that there was an
indescribable .

"You, you shut up—" Wuxiabo blushed and scolded.

"Beautiful lady, don't be so rude. If someone hadn't saved you, you would be my woman now.
Even a day as husband and wife is a hundred days of kindness!" Such words were my forte in my past life. Duan Meixueli was tricked by my
words and did the shocking thing of two phoenixes serving a dragon.

Wuxiabo's pretty face flushed red. She now realized she'd come to the wrong place. Dealing with someone so shameless was no match for her. She glanced at Liu Xinjie, who was listening intently, and said
helplessly , "You big pervert, can you please stop talking?" Before I could even speak, Liu Xinjie objected loudly, "Sister Xiabo, that's not right ! You haven't been telling me the truth!" She then leaned closer to me and whispered, " General, did you molest Sister Xiabo? Did you succeed?" Ugh, another Qingfeng! This Liu Xinjie has a noble air and stunning beauty, but her personality is like a child's , making it hard not to laugh. How could she ask such a question? I have to admire her! "Xinjie, don't ask such things, or I'll ignore you," Wuxiabo said, knowing I was eager for someone to ask.

Before I could even speak, she pulled Liu Xinfa away, her face radiant with a
captivating glow. This former Grand Preceptor of the Blazing Sun Empire, despite possessing unparalleled literary and martial skills, was utterly useless in the face of a lecherous
man like me.

Liu Xinjie was reluctant to part, but in front of her sister, she couldn't be too spoiled. She could only give me a
knowing look, with a touch of childish playfulness, as if to say, "You can keep this question for now,
but you must tell me later."

Wuxiabo didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer, otherwise, given her sister's nosy nature, she would probably
spread the word to everyone. She wiped the blush off her face and said to me seriously, "You big pervert, Xinjie says you
are the master of the mysteries of life, so she must stay by your side. Do you agree?"

They were originally the right and left hands of the gods. In their battle that led to their acquaintance, Wuxiabo, who was she,
was also moved by this lofty ideal. She resigned from her position as the Grand Tutor, and the two became sworn sisters. Over the years, they had been
searching for the true meaning of life that everyone was concerned about.

Actually, the reason Liu Xinjie, this little woman, decided to stay by my side was simply because of my
forgiveness. She caused me trouble at the post station, and I let her go without even removing her hood.
Of course , besides my leniency, there was also the martial arts she most revered—the divine energy—which had already captivated her.

"Want to be the woman by my side?" I truly hadn't expected such good fortune to fall upon me again
. Looking at Wuxiabo's worried expression, I couldn't help but tease her, asking, "Miss Xiabo, haven't you always been prejudiced against me
? Do you also want to stay by my side?"

"Nonsense! We sisters are of one mind; whatever we do, we'll do it together!" Wuxiabo
shouted before I could finish.

"Then are you planning to marry someone?" I immediately asked again.

"Marry—marry your head! I won't answer that question!" Wuxiabo immediately yelled at me, almost shouting.

"General Zhanlang, you're right. We sisters are planning to marry someone, but we
haven't found someone we'd both be willing to marry yet," Liu Xinjie chimed in from the side.

"Alright, from now on, you'll stay by my side until you decide to marry me." I
laughed , standing up as I said, "Okay, let's go now. You're too conspicuous here; my men all think
you're spies. Let's go to the General's Mansion; you should have some acquaintances there."

"Acquaintances? No way, we don't know many people." Wuxiabo was already too tired to talk to me anymore.
If this little sister hadn't been so determined, she probably would have left long ago. Looking at this annoying man, she
couldn't calm down for some reason, especially his smile, which only made him more and more repulsive.

"You'll find out when we get there."

Leading two beauties back to the mansion early in the morning made the female guards at the gate secretly chuckle. They
all knew now that this General was a big lecher. There was no way around it; from Qingfeng to Yufeng and Bingfeng, all the
generals called me a big lecher. It would be strange if they didn't know.

As we entered the front courtyard, both women were surprised by its spaciousness. The scale and luxury of the general's mansion
rivaled that of an imperial palace. Wuxiabo cautiously followed behind me,
feeling like a lamb entering a wolf's den. Although she didn't consider herself a lamb, the man before her was
definitely a lecherous wolf.

A sudden burst of impulsiveness, a "what the hell" mentality, made Wuxiabo leap in front of me and
shout, "You lecherous wolf, if you want me to stay by your side, you'll have to let us sisters try
again!"

My face gleamed with smugness—indeed, lecherousness, as Wuxiabo later told me. "Fine, let's try.
I'll find a big bed, otherwise I won't be able to act freely." That was what I said at the time.

Wuxiabo nearly fainted. Even Liu Xinjie behind her was terrified, wondering if she
had made a mistake. This god seemed to be nothing more than a lecherous god; did he truly possess
the mysteries of life? For the first time, she genuinely regretted her decision.

So, after I agreed to the "Flawless Wave" theory, the two swords clashed, and the heavens seemed to rise. These two were
the most outstanding masters in the world of beauty, not only stunningly beautiful but also possessing martial arts skills as exceptional as they were.
At least, before I imparted my power to my women, they were no match for them.

However, since fully integrating the sword soul and sword intent, their energy had surpassed that of a god-king. That immense energy, encompassing
the entire world, was far beyond what these two women could match. The moment they met, their
little bottoms were slapped, making a "slap slap" sound.

But their faces were flushed with embarrassment, too shy to even rub it off. Their swords clashed,
producing a "clang, clang—" sound, as if they were truly going to show no mercy to this lecherous man.
Since their encounter, these two had developed a unified fighting style that could more than double their strength.

The two women, like twin lotus blossoms, pure and white, now held hands, half-floating in the air above the open space, preparing to
launch their most devastating attack on me. At that very moment, my women surged forth. Those with Saint-level cultivation
were naturally faster, and Hua Yue, sword in hand, led the charge.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Seeing the scene unfolding, Hua Yue immediately cried out, as if
she would intervene at the slightest provocation.

"Nothing, nothing. I just found you two more good sisters." My words elicited
laughter from the women, and Hua Yue even lowered her sword; they all knew what I was doing.

"Hey, honey, it's so early in the morning! Can't you be a little quieter? All that clanging and banging is disturbing my
sleep !" Jie Feng chided me coquettishly, adding a touch of sensuality to the peaceful morning
. Amidst the fragrant blossoms, the women all wore expressions of amusement, oblivious to their thin clothing.
In the snow, their skin shone even brighter than snow, a picture of icy defiance.

"Honey, don't hurt Xia Bo! She's so delicate!" Ai Rong stepped forward.
While others might not recognize Wu Xia Bo, she certainly knew her. After all, during
the , she had a close relationship with Wu Xia Bo.

Wu Xia Bo was focusing her energy when she unexpectedly encountered familiar faces. Upon seeing the goddess of love
materialized , she felt a sense of familiarity, yet couldn't quite place it. Ai Rong seemed to have already noticed...
Seeing the surprise on her face, a sweet voice rang out, "Little sister Xiabo, it's Sister Leng Ning! What's wrong?
You haven't remembered your sister after such a short time?"

"It's sister! Wait a minute, let me teach this big pervert a lesson, then we sisters can talk." She
didn't care he was this sister's husband or not; her feelings for Leng Ning were one thing, and her grudge against this big pervert
was another. Upon

hearing this, none of the women were in a hurry. Bing Feng, who was standing to the side, had already spoken up loudly, "Okay,
okay, Sister Xia, continue! We support you in spirit." It could only be in spirit. Actually, she also wanted to knock
this big pervert on the head, but she also knew how powerful he was. Otherwise, with
the strength , they would have already taught this big pervert a lesson.

"Yes, yes, my husband is so horny! This sister is amazing! I support you too! Sister, you
can do it ! Qingfeng is cheering you on!" Ugh, suddenly, all the women chimed in
, each siding with someone else, not one offering a word of comfort.

Don't these women even know I'm their husband? Looks like I'll have to punish them properly in bed tonight.
So disobedient, they might as well not get out of bed tomorrow.

The more women gathered around me, the more delicate, martial arts-illiterate women rushed over. It's rare to see
such a lively event, so how could they not join in? Even Yunxin, radiant with excitement, rushed out,
hand in hand with Rou'er, looking like a pair of beautiful sisters, their fragrance and allure captivating. I felt a surge of fervent
desire; this kind of ethical love was becoming increasingly tempting.

The two women had reached the saturation point of their energy concentration. After a slight tremor, they unleashed their power in fury. The combined strength of the two women
transformed into an incomparably sharp sword aura, its energy both gentle and resonant, yet crackling with thunder and lightning. It truly possessed a certain imposing presence.
Seeing Feng Xianglan and Jie Feng's casual ease, none of the women were worried. They all knew now that
their husbands were invincible gods.

Chapter 205 The Carefree King

While the two women were focused on their work, I remained casual and unrestrained. When I stared at the two women,
my gaze always seemed to carry a lecherous glint, which Wuxiabo found somewhat unbearable.

The fused power finally poured out, carrying the full force of thunder, striking like lightning. This move,
in Yan Jue's eyes, was indeed a top-tier energy fusion, but to me, it was like a child's game,
utterly unable to withstand my attack.

With two sharp "smacks," all movement ceased. My two flying kicks landed squarely on the two women's buttocks,
the force of the kicks sudden and swift, leaving no room for retreat. I shifted my position instantly, appearing behind them, and delivered
a flying kick . Two soft, fragrant mounds of flesh, two different sensations, were felt through my legs.

The thick snow churned and rippled. Only after the two women fell did they realize their embarrassing state. The surrounding
women, taking advantage of their momentary lapse in attention, crowded around, carefully savoring the two women's less-than-elegant
posture.

Not only that, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Ah, you two sisters are so cool! Even your fall is so beautiful! I'm so envious
!" Qingfeng, who had just been so supportive, blurted out these teasing words after the fall,
causing the two women to scramble to their feet, covered in snowflakes, without a care for their embarrassment.

"He's handsome, but he really got the short end of the stick this time. Look, both of you ladies got kicked in the butt by your husband!
He's so awful, he doesn't even know how to be gentle with women." This seemed to be supporting the two women, but coming from Rou'er
's tone, it subtly implied their embarrassment.

Suddenly, all the women voiced their opinions, leaving the two women standing there awkwardly,
unsure . They knew, of course, that this despicable man had kicked them in the butt, but they
truly hadn't expected him to be so powerful. Under such a strong attack, he could actually
move behind them and launch a sneak attack.

Though it was a sneak attack, even though they knew he was behind them, their momentum was
irreversible . They were so angry they were foaming at the mouth. They never imagined that their most private parts would
be taken advantage of by this man in such a way.

"Sisters, we're here. Let's not stay with this lecherous wolf anymore, or we'll be eaten alive without even knowing
what happens." Airong, being the only one with a conscience, stepped forward and took the two women's hands, leading them out
of the spacious courtyard and into the inner courtyard's side rooms.

Jiefeng and Huayue didn't leave; instead, they gathered around me again, listing my transgressions:
why were there two extra women? Why did I have to kick those girls'
bottoms ? And why were they so beautiful—I realized then that women are irrational. Struggling free
from the encirclement, I walked towards the Empress and Hua Niang, greeting them with a cheerful laugh, "My two beauties, you're
up! Good morning!"

"Good morning my foot! I've already gone out and come back with two beauties. We're too late now.
Alas, it's such a pity we missed the show." Since relinquishing her heavy responsibilities, Empress Yunxin
had completely ignored all the memorials, state affairs, and matters of the world. Whenever a minister reported something, she would only say one sentence: "Go find
the Grand General of the Nation. I'm not dealing with matters for the time being."

Rou'er, holding Yunxin's hand, said coquettishly, "Husband, you're too quick! You went out this
morning and brought back two such beautiful sisters. If I let you go out again,
will our mansion have to be expanded again?"

Spoiled by the Empress, Rou'er had become much sharper. Her sarcastic words were truly
embarrassing.

"Don't worry, our General is now a favorite of the Empress of the Red Lightning Empire. She's
already prepared a marriage for him, allowing him to marry one and five princesses along with the Empress.
Such a good deal, I doubt the big lecher would refuse."

After returning, I only reported on the relief of Redstone City from the Red Lightning Empire, without mentioning Mei Yan and her
five princesses. Now, Wu Yan seized the opportunity to bring it up, immediately
attracting the attention of his wives who were about to enter the inner courtyard. It turns out I was secretly keeping women.

"Husband, you're very dishonest!" Zi Luo spoke first, her beautiful eyes wide, resembling a tigress.
Behind me, Piao Piao and Cai Yang, each with a fierce glare, slowly approached me, like a pack of
tigers ready to tear this lecherous wolf apart.

"My ladies, you can chat slowly. I'm going to investigate the Demon Realm's whereabouts. Don't worry about me."
Now was the time to leave. Before the women could speak again, I pretended not to see anything and
vanished without a trace. Among these women, only Wu Yan and Airong knew the power of spatial escape, and even
they couldn't keep up with my pace.

The women looked at the spot where I disappeared and began to hurl insults. Then they surrounded Wu Yan, listening to
her slander against me. Since I wasn't there, they let her ramble on and on about my
crimes. Airong, standing to the side, didn't stop them. Seeing her fourth sister,
experiencing joy and sorrow like any other human woman, she knew that she too had a human emotional world.

Looking up at the sky, she couldn't help but think of her other sisters. Her third sister's whereabouts were currently unknown
, causing her even more worry. She sighed softly, but had no one to confide in. Although she had bonded with the other women
for love, a goddess is a goddess, with worries that ordinary women don't have.

It seemed she needed to urge her husband to act quickly. Even if they couldn't find her third sister, they needed to restore
the consciousness . This way, four of the five goddesses would be back together, adding strength to humanity. But where was her third sister?
Where were she now?

Actually, her sudden departure wasn't entirely due to the women's entrapment, but because she genuinely sensed that the two
witch assassins had stopped. Stopping meant they had probably found their organization, and it was
time for her to act. Besides, the most important thing right now was to train these thirty female guards, helping them find
a method to cultivate the power of the Holy Domain.

Although I could use my powerful divine abilities to help them, easily obtained power cannot
be used to its full potential, which defeats my ultimate goal of enhancing their strength. Therefore, even after discovering the two women's
location , I did not rush there immediately, but secretly followed the movements of the thirty female guards.

As for my responsibilities as Empress, I have already entrusted them to Feng Xianglan. Of course, she
has the assistance of various women under her command, such as the Four Phoenix Generals, Ruoshui, Piaopiao, Caiyang, Luoshui, etc., all of whom are charming and intelligent
women . Even if the Empress really puts everything aside, she will not be burdened with anything.

Because after the New Year, I will be traveling to the Flying Snow Empire, which is what I promised Wuyan and Airong. There is no
other way. I also need to find a way to restore the consciousness of Empress Xuefei of the Flying Snow Empire, and I also need to do my part to help the princess of the Elf Kingdom,
the fifth sister of the five goddesses, to break the seal. Facing the Demon Realm is urgent,
so of course I need to speed things up.

With just a few spatial teleportations, I had already detected the presence of thirty female guards. They were inquiring
as they went , having already discovered the whereabouts of the person they were looking for. Those two women, who moved like swift birds, had never left the Yunrou
Empire. It seemed there was definitely a demonic organization here, and my task now was to completely destroy them.

Yunrou was where my most beloved woman resided; it had to be safe. Otherwise, if I went out, these
hidden demons might use some trickery and pose a threat to me. I absolutely
could not allow that to happen. I knew the women's divine power was immense, but women are women—too easily
deceived.

While I was away, some more things happened at home. The Empress's happy life had only lasted a day before she
was entangled by three ministers. They cited ancestral precepts as unavoidable and insisted that the Empress immediately resume governing. Even though the Empress was made
to look pale by Miaomiao, it couldn't deter the three ministers.

"In the more than three hundred years since the founding of the Empire, there has never been a precedent of a general ruling personally. Your Majesty, please rescind your decree and do not allow
the people to become a laughingstock," a minister earnestly analyzed this momentous matter. "

Yes, yes, Your Majesty, the Demon Realm is approaching. Yunrou cannot be without a ruler for even a day.
How can the ministers govern with peace of mind if there is no leader?" another minister chimed in, earnestly advising the Empress.

The Empress was furious. These ministers, who usually only offered flattering words, were now using ancestral precepts to pressure her.
She had finally managed to truly relax and be a woman for a day, and they couldn't bear to see her doing well, insisting that she
waste her precious youth in the Empress's oppressive atmosphere.

Without letting another minister speak, the Empress spoke again: "I am currently unwell, and managing state affairs
has been somewhat neglected. Since it has been entrusted to General Zhanlang, everything should be under his command. At least what you are saying
is not , which makes things easier." A somewhat bitter smile appeared on the Empress's face as she continued: "Lady,
convey my imperial will: General Zhanlang is hereby conferred the title of Prince of Peace and Leisure, commanding the imperial army and managing state affairs."

The lady accepted the order, but the three ministers had already turned pale. In the empire, only direct descendants of the royal family were granted the title
of prince. Could Zhanlang, a man of unknown origin, really become a prince?

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable! Although General Zhanlang's achievements are immense, being promoted to Grand General
is already a tremendous favor. How can he be further granted royal power and allowed to manage state affairs? Where would that place you, Your Majesty? Please
reconsider, Your Majesty. One can trust others, but one must also be wary!"

The remaining minister immediately began to clamor, his face filled with a sorrowful expression of concern for the country and its people,
as if appointing Zhanlang as general meant the destruction of Yunrou.

The Empress's face darkened. These people were truly oblivious to the situation. The Yunrou Empire had been reborn several times in
the hands of this lecherous wolf. Although his lust was known throughout the land, so what? These past few days,
she had lived in the general's mansion and even felt this happiness, not wanting to leave. What was wrong with handing over the entire Yunrou to him?

"Your Majesty is too kind. General Zhanlang is Princess Rou'er's husband. He will inevitably take charge of state affairs sooner or later. What difference does it make
if it's a day earlier or later? Alright, this matter need not be discussed further. Lady, go and draft the decree. Immediately announce it to the world
without fail."

The Empress's tone, which brooked no refusal, coupled with her listless demeanor, seemed somewhat awkward. However,
the three ministers were all stunned by this momentous news and failed to notice this small anomaly.

Chapter 206: Spending the Night in Paradise.

With an indomitable spirit, Youlan led her thirty Red Pink Guards in pursuit of two assassins from the Demon Realm.
Even now, she still didn't understand why the General could have captured the two assassins back then, but instead let them go so easily
, and now he had them pursue them again.

It didn't matter if she couldn't understand. As an excellent soldier, Youlan knew that when carrying out orders, she didn't need
to understand too much. She only needed to find the two assassins, capture them, and bring them before the man. That was enough
. For the honor of the Red Powder Guard, for the dignity of these thirty elites, they had to do it.

For three days, Youlan dared not slack off. She had been present when the Empress was assassinated. When the
man fought the two women, she could clearly feel the immense power within them. In a one-on-one fight, she
would definitely not be a match for them. Therefore, to capture them, besides finding their whereabouts, she needed to outsmart them.
This presented her with a strong challenge.

Of course, because of this, Youlan couldn't help but admire the seemingly unlikable man.
Although he was boastful, his strength was truly unmatched. Although Youlan was very
unhappy , she still had to admit that she was one of the beneficiaries. In an instant, her power
could rise to the Saintly Realm. Who in the world could do that?

These thirty Red Powder Guards were all highly skilled, so their tracking was incredibly swift. Moreover, as
soldiers under the unified command of Youlan, they were remarkably disciplined. This wasn't just because she was the captain, but also because she had
received guidance from the Great General, elevating her cultivation to the Saint Realm overnight—
a source of energy that all the Red Powder Guard soldiers craved.

The New Year, a time for family reunions, facilitated their tracking but also
hindered . These thirty female soldiers were experts in various tasks within the army; some excelled at tracking,
some at assassination, and some at hiding. Youlan utilized their talents effectively, maximizing
the efficiency of this elite force.

That evening, they approached a small town, a territory under the jurisdiction of the Yunrou Empire.
Due to its remote location, the town had only about a hundred households. Besides the ten thousand city guards,
only the city lord's residence had lanterns hanging high, adding a touch of life for the New Year.

There were several shops in the town, but only one was open due to the bitter cold. It was already late,
and Youlan realized that this place was about a hundred miles from the capital, surrounded by a vast, desolate wasteland stretching for miles,
without even a temple. So, despite her reluctance, she entered the only inn in the small town.

Paradise!!

Paradise was the name of this inn, its name instantly recognizable as a signpost in a vast wilderness
. The lights inside were almost the most dazzling sight in the town,
even more striking than the large red lanterns hanging by the city walls. Based on this alone, it was truly deserving of the name Paradise.

When Youlan entered, she felt a warm and cozy atmosphere. A large wood-burning stove was already roaring,
and the waiter greeted her with a smile: "Welcome to Paradise, esteemed guests! Our prices are low, our food is delicious, and our flavors are unique.
It's definitely your only choice. Would you like to stay here or have a meal?"

Youlan found it slightly amusing. This was, of course, the only choice. In this dark little town,
they were the only inn, so there was no other option.

Stepping inside, Hongfenbingwei found it even more luxurious than it appeared from the outside. The bright lights made it
seem like daytime. Although it was very comfortable, they felt it was a bit too extravagant for a small inn.

"Let's eat first, then stay. Prepare a separate courtyard for us; we'll stay here tonight." Youlan's
beautiful face held a cold and aloof demeanor, making the waiter tremble slightly.
Perhaps this was the first time he had encountered such a cold and aloof woman, despite having served guests from all over.

What was odd was that this small shop employed male waiters, quite different from Yunrou's shop.
Youlan subtly winked at the group; anything unusual meant something was amiss, and anything
amiss definitely meant something was wrong. So, although they inquired about the two female assassins' whereabouts everywhere they went,
they didn't ask these questions in this shop.

It wasn't empty; although not many, there were over ten customers in the shop.
Among them, a group of three seemed to be merchants, loudly discussing various amusing anecdotes,
laughing and chatting , eating and drinking—quite luxurious indeed. Although they were women, they were certainly formidable.

A group of thirty was indeed quite large, but the customers didn't find it strange.
They only glanced at the group with surprise when they entered before turning away and going about their business. With so many people suddenly added to the shop,
business improved, and the atmosphere became lively. The already limited number of tables seemed to fill up
instantly .

"Oh, esteemed guests, what rare guests you are! Come, come, see what you'd like to eat. Our shop has everything—things that fly in the sky, run
on the ground , and swim in the water. Just tell us your names, and we'll surely cook
them up and serve them to you." A woman dressed in an overly flamboyant manner swayed seductively as she walked over.

Youlan had the illusion that she had entered a brothel rather than a small shop. Although
brothels catering to men were not numerous on this continent, they did exist.

"No need to be polite. A few side dishes and a few bowls of white rice per table will suffice." All
the members of the Red Powder Guard were very disciplined; no one spoke, waiting only for Youlan to speak.

"Okay, okay, waiter, get it done for this boss right away, and be quick." The glamorous woman wanted to
say something more, but was interrupted by Youlan. Looking at Youlan, who was incredibly beautiful but as cold as ice, she
awkwardly shut her mouth and scolded the
waiter .

The waiter nervously nodded and bowed as he ran inside to urge her on. During this time, Youlan carefully observed everyone here again and found
nothing unusual. Three people even finished their meal and went back to their rooms to rest. It was dark and freezing cold here,
so no one would travel.

The food was served quickly. The six tables had the same four dishes and soup, light and simple. But even though the dishes
were all laid out, no one started eating. Only after the most skilled poison expert among them secretly examined the dishes
did they fill their stomachs at Youlan's nod.

They understood perfectly well that eating was for filling their stomachs, not for enjoyment.
An unknown pursuit awaited them, and they couldn't afford to waste three days.

Youlan also had a plan regarding the two assassins' speed; given their serious injuries, they probably couldn't move quickly.
They had mentioned that, fearing being followed, they couldn't find anyone of their own to help them. Even if they were a day late, they
certainly wouldn't be much faster than themselves.

While the Red Powder Guards were feeding themselves, in a secluded basement of the small shop,
a flickering, bean-like lamp shone. Under this light, only three lithe figures could
be seen. The delicate female assassins, weary from a day and a night of walking and stopping, stood respectfully behind a
woman whose back was turned to them.

That respect was absolutely genuine. Although the figure was slender and quiet, Xiuda Meimei
and Xiuda Qianqian dared not move. The failure of the mission left them with no excuses. Although they
had once been the most trusted and favored subordinates of the person before them, failure had tainted them with a layer of filth.

Finally, the figure spoke. Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of flowing water at midnight, clear and melodious, like
the wind in an empty valley, bright and gentle. It was a pity, however, that her light blue robe obscured her
appearance .

"Is that man really more powerful than the legends say?" The "he" in her question, without needing to be explicitly stated, Qianqian and
Meimei knew it referred to the man who had caused their mission to fail.

"Princess, yes, even Qianqian and my sister, working together, couldn't withstand a single move from him, leading to the mission's failure. Please
punish us, Princess!" Xiuda Qianqian slightly raised her head, her exquisite beauty tinged with a lonely sadness
.

"You were personally trained by me, and you are among the most skilled warriors in the Demon Realm, second only to the Demon Generals. How
could you not even withstand a single move from him?" The person called the princess couldn't help but ask again. In her mind, humans
could never possess such a powerful expert; even the legendary Saint Realm experts couldn't be this strong.

The elder sister, Xiuda Meimei, also raised her head and said in a sweet voice, "Yes, Princess, he never intended to
kill us. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to see you one last time."

Before the princess could speak, the door to the secret chamber opened, and a voice came through: "Yes, he
intended to use you as bait, and now he's come knocking." The alluring and seductive owner of the Tianchang Hotel had
entered. Her licentious demeanor was gone, replaced by a chilling coldness. Although
it seemed , or rather, somewhat ridiculous, Xiuda Qianqian and Xiuda Meimei dared not laugh,
not even a hint of it.

"Greetings, Demon Envoy!" The Demon Envoy was the Demon King's messenger, possessing the right to kill demons. This woman became
the Demon Envoy not because of her martial arts skills, but because of her cunning and ruthless schemes; she
could .

"What does the Demon Envoy intend to do?" The princess paused slightly, not turning around, but simply asking softly.

"No need to worry about them. Although they are elite human soldiers, they can't find the secrets of this place.
If it's just a matter of casting a wide net, that tactic won't work on us. Let them stay for a day; it looks like they'll leave
tomorrow " the demon envoy said confidently. She was always

stingy when she didn't need to take action. "However, the two maids under your command returned in a rather disgraceful manner. Your Highness should not tolerate them,"
the demon envoy said, glancing disapprovingly at the two women standing there awaiting punishment before sharply addressing the princess.

"My subordinates are none of your concern, demon envoy. Just fulfill my father's wishes,"
the princess displeased with the demon envoy's disrespect. Although she didn't turn around to meet his cold gaze, her tone
was filled with anger.

Since the Demon King entered meditation to cultivate demonic arts, these demons, led by the twelve demon generals, no longer respected her
as princess. Now, even this lowly demon envoy dared to criticize her; their audacity was
growing.

Chapter 207 The Demon Princess

"Since the princess knows, then the demon envoy will say no more. Please take heed."
Although the demon envoy was somewhat intimidated by the princess's retreating figure, he showed little respect. After speaking, he left directly.

"Meimei and Qianqian failed in their duties. Please punish them, Princess." Seeing their most respected princess being
provoked by a mere demon envoy, Xiuda Meimei and Xiuda Qianqian knelt down sadly. They had truly tried their best,
but compared to that man, they were far inferior.

The Demon King issued a royal decree to dismantle the Yanjue Anti-Demon Alliance. The most urgent task was to eliminate
the initiator of the anti-demon movement, the Empress of the Yanjue Yunrou Empire, because the fervent anti-demon atmosphere originated from her
.

"Get up. I have no more important matters to entrust to you. Just atone for your sins with meritorious service. Come,
tell about that man." For the first time, Mo Qingcheng was interested in a human man. Even
the demon realm experts she had personally trained were no match for him, which greatly surprised her.

Compared to the anger inflicted by the demon envoy, she was more interested in the man. The demon envoy would
become , but this man was the first person in all her years of wandering the human world who had stirred such
excitement in her. She knew all too well that the Yanjue Continent was a matriarchal society.

It had existed among humans for hundreds of years, yet she had never stored any information about men in her mind—
not a single one. He might be the first. Mo Qingcheng finally turned her head from the flickering flames, revealing her
exquisitely beautiful face. If one didn't know what a peerless beauty was, just look at her.

The candlelight grew brighter, making the figure before her even more graceful and beautiful. The sisters Xiuda and Meimei were already rare
beauties in the mortal world, but compared to this woman, they were merely supporting characters. She radiated a kind of wisdom
that instilled a sense of awe in anyone who saw her. It was an unparalleled exquisite beauty that made one dare not even
slightly desecrate her.

Her exquisite face was so serene, her captivating, bright eyes moving gently, giving Meimei and Qianqian
a warm sense of protection. Her long, curled eyelashes were clear and distinct, making her appear dreamlike
and ethereal. Only her lips, which should have been rosy and sensual, were somewhat pale, like her snow-white
skin , radiating a soft, mesmerizing light in the night.

Her naturally sculpted jade-like face glowed, slowly exuding an unparalleled charm. However, upon hearing the two women's report, a few unsettling traces of melancholy appeared beneath
her stunning beauty. With each movement, her jade-like face furrowed, revealing
a complex mix of love and hate, or perhaps to soothe the turmoil within her heart, her slender, soft, fragrant hands drooped...
Unconsciously, she clutched the hem of her dress to calm her pounding heart.

Her flowing black hair danced in the wind, and within the halo surrounding her, she didn't resemble a witch; she
was clearly a goddess of spring, stirring the deepest desires of everyone present. Her slender figure and
fiery, beautiful curves were all breathtaking. She was an exceptional
woman, possessing both wisdom and beauty. Though a witch, her allure was equally irresistible.

She simply stared at the two women, saying nothing more. Meimei and Qianqian bowed respectfully to her
and began recounting the assassination attempt: from bribing high-ranking officials of the Yunrou Empire to infiltrating the Empress's inner circle,
to the sudden assassination. It was a flawless assassination; even Mo Qingcheng had to admit that her
two subordinates had surpassed her own plans.

"Princess, please forgive me for speaking the truth, but even the most perfect plan can't compare to his strength. When my sister and I
attacked, absolutely no one knew we were there, but what he showed wasn't surprise,
but a kind of amusement. The moment I saw that look in his eyes, I knew this mission was doomed to fail."

Mo Qingcheng understood this. Some people are born strong; even the biggest conspiracy is just
a because they are invincible. She just never imagined that such a strong person would appear among humans,
and she had never heard of such a person before.

"His name is War Wolf, but his women seem to call him Pervert because he has many women. In Qianqian's
opinion he is the only one truly in charge of the Yunrou Empire. The anti-demon army was started by him, and now the Yunrou
Empire's Red Powder Guard is led by his women. His strength is not to be underestimated." Qianqian also spoke up,
thinking about the information she had obtained from the bribed minister.

"This princess has remained silent for decades, and now I finally have a worthy opponent." Mo Qingcheng arrived in the human
world as soon as she came of age, instilled with a hidden mission by the Demon King: that humanity would eventually submit to the Demon Realm. This was the Demon King's arrogant
declaration , so not only the princess, but also many other young demons were simultaneously sent to the human world to gain their
trust.

The female prime minister Yan Ji and the King of Ying were among the best, but sadly, they were both already dead.

Meimei thought for a moment, then spoke again, "According to the intelligence we received,
both failed because of a man. If I'm not mistaken, that man is Zhan Lang. I
found out that he recently went to the Red Lightning Empire."

Mo Qingcheng wasn't interested in this, but she looked up at the two women with some surprise and asked
, "Why would he let you go?"

This was a question that not only the princess wanted to know, but the two sisters also wanted to know.
They all knew how much hatred the continent held for their Demon Realm. No one likes to be killed or
invaded , but they were destined to be Demon Realm people from birth, destined to have their hands stained with blood, and there was no
way to change that.

"His palm strike was imbued with immense true power; otherwise, three consecutive heavy blows would have left my sister and me with far more
than just injuries. The reason he spared us was that he wanted to use us to find out the various
connections the Demon Realm had with the Beautiful Continent. He couldn't possibly be unaware of this."

Hearing Qianqian's words, a faint smile appeared on Mo Qingcheng's stunning face. This sudden discovery
made her originally pale lips blush with a rosy glow. Her silent, automatic beauty even
stunned . This princess was the most beautiful woman in the Demon Realm, not only beautiful but also exquisitely alluring, possessing an endless charm that most
people could not resist.

He reached out and gently stroked Qianqian's delicate face, smiling, "I seem to have forgotten that
my Qianqian has grown up, become a young woman, and a beautiful woman. How could a human man
not cherish such a lovely lady?"

"Princess, Qianqian dares not. Qianqian will not love anyone and will serve the princess for the rest of her life."
The little woman's determination made Mo Qingcheng feel a little helpless. A woman is a woman, whether she is a demon or a god, she needs
someone's care and protection. After being lonely for hundreds of years, she could no longer figure out what she really wanted.

With a slight wave of her hand, Mo Qingcheng said, "It's alright. Joy, sorrow, and happiness are the instincts of life. If
you really fall in love with a man, that's fine too. I, the princess, am not a jealous woman. I
cannot have love myself, nor can I allow my good subordinates to have love. We are demons, and we need passionate love even more to make our demonic
nature stronger."

Although Mo Qingcheng spoke of love in this way, it was only in her imagination. To be honest, even she herself did not know
what she would become after truly falling in love. She did not know because she had never proven it. In this Kingdom of
Women , no man could catch her eye.

Dawn broke, and the snow was still heavy, but none of the female soldiers of the Red Pink Guard dared to slack off.
Led , they set off at the crack of dawn, moving without the slightest hesitation.
This disappointed the female demon boss behind them. Her demonic nature, which she had been suppressing, gave her a bloodthirsty desire, but Youlan
did not give her that opportunity.

If she hadn't been exposed, she really had no need to take action. Although she was bloodthirsty, the safety of the organization forced her
to endure. Watching the thirty red-clad guards disappear into the horizon, a
wicked glint appeared in her eyes, and she uttered a curse like a demon: "I hope you never come back!"

"Boss lady, what's wrong? Don't you welcome this master?" A voice suddenly
appeared in the demon envoy's ear. A playboy appeared, his clothes worth less than ten thousand
gold coins , and even a gold ring inlaid with a peerless jade was worn around his waist. He looked like a
fat sheep that had eaten its fill and had nothing better to do.

As the demon envoy turned around, her wicked gaze vanished, replaced by a seductive and wanton expression.
She slightly raised her jade-like hand, smoothing a few strands of hair from her cheek, and cried out in a coquettish voice, "Oh,
young master, welcome! So welcome! Come, let me show you the way."

Her slender arms exuded an alluring fragrance. Though her clothes were thick, they couldn't conceal
the softness . Her half-coquettish figure was now nestled in the arms of this playboy, teasing him with a half-serious, half-flirtatious manner.
No man who caught the demon envoy's eye could resist her irresistible allure.

The Red Powder Guard didn't know what was hidden here, but I was absolutely certain I wasn't mistaken, judging from the two women's...
I could sense the true power of the Daoist God without a doubt, and this wanton woman before me was definitely not a
kind soul . Her body was indeed quite impressive, with large breasts that had undoubtedly been touched by countless men.

Since I had this rare opportunity, I naturally wanted to make a good impression. Initially, I planned to disguise myself as a merchant,
an old man, and a beggar, but that would be a waste of the gold coins in my spatial bag. In my past life, I greatly envied
the landlord's sons on TV—fat, cunning, and able to rob any woman they saw on the street—how carefree!

My hands were wantonly kneading the woman's breasts. I liked the feeling, but
the lewd allure emanating from her was too strong; most humans couldn't resist it. However, with me, she
would definitely lose more than she gained.

"Sir, what would you like for breakfast?" The waiter seemed used to the proprietress's behavior. Besides,
all the customers were resting, and the shop was empty. The waiter pretended not to see her, bowing and scraping,
asking ingratiatingly.

"Good, good, bring me whatever you have to eat. Oh, and two big steamed buns too."
I ordered with a smug laugh, then whispered to the proprietress, who was almost in my arms,
"The buns have to be about the same size as you, don't pretend!"

As I spoke, I squeezed her breasts hard twice before
releasing her blushing face and sitting down.

Chapter 208 The proprietress

smiled seductively and went inside. A moment later, she came out with a plate of breakfast, followed
closely by a waiter with another full plate.

"Young brother, look, all your food is out. I picked these out for you myself,
I guarantee they're the same size as me. Do you think they taste good?" I've met many restless and unrestrained women,
but this is the first time I've seen one so aroused.

The alluring and seductive female proprietress placed two enormous steamed buns on a plate in front of me.
They were so large they made me wonder if her breasts were really that big.

Despite my doubts, I didn't want to spoil the scene, so I picked up one bun in each hand and
took a big bite of each. Then, in a lewd tone, I said, "The proprietress's cooking is truly excellent. These steamed buns
are top-quality; the taste is unforgettable!"

"Of course," she replied, "If you stay here a few more days, you'll surely enjoy even more delicious flavors. I'll
make them for you myself, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied." This blatant temptation was like being in a flower
garden , where the seductive beauty was using every trick in the book to keep her guest.

Of course I knew the problem with this shop, but I pretended to be lustful and said loudly, "Alright, this young master
will here
. It seems I'll have to stay in this charming haven for a few more days." I threw the money pouch at my waist onto the table, and the gold coins rolled all over the floor. "Go, waiter, prepare the best room for me. I'll
stay here."

The reason I stayed instead of making a move immediately was because I wanted to give those thirty female guards a
chance to back out. If I were to take down everyone in this Demon Realm now, and I didn't have enough time (three days),
and I believed that under my mental surveillance, none of them would escape.

When I arrived to seek lodging early in the morning, Xiuda Meimei and Xiuda Qianqian had already discovered my whereabouts and
hurriedly ran towards the basement. In this basement, there was a tunnel leading to a distant place, something no one would
imagine . But because the two women bore my mark, I was very suspicious. They were nowhere to be seen, yet
they sensed movement.

They followed the tunnel, and soon arrived at a very luxurious place. Looking
up , they saw pavilions and terraces, covered in white snow, exuding a pure and elegant beauty.
Many female attendants walked by, which surprised them greatly. Weren't they being chased by the Red-Pink Guards? Why were they now
exposed to them?

However, the guards seemed to know them well, neither stopping them nor saying anything, simply
letting them walk towards a quiet pavilion. Before they even reached the top of the stairs, the pavilion door
opened , and the stunningly beautiful face of Princess Mo Qingcheng of the Demon Realm appeared before them.

"Why did you rush here so quickly? Is there something urgent?" Mo Qingcheng was always
calm and composed, unmoved even by the weight of a mountain, or perhaps even capable of crushing a mountain into dust.
Looking at her two anxious subordinates, a hint of curiosity crossed her face.

"Princess, he's here! He's come to the shop!" Looking at Qianqian's excited expression,
it was clear that he was the man they were talking about. Only he could make these two
top assassins so trembling and restless.

"Oh, does the Demon Envoy know?" The princess, also startled, immediately asked.

"Not yet, but judging from the Demon Envoy's expression, she's already seen him as food." "Food" was a
euphemism; their self-respect didn't represent the entire Demon Realm. Moreover, demons were mostly
unrestrained by morality and ethics, just like the Demon Envoy, who also suffered from sexual
hunger .

"A slut has met a lecherous wolf! Isn't this a good show!" A smug
smile appeared on Mo Qingcheng's face. Letting these two compete was quite amusing. After all, the Demon Envoy thought himself superior; let's see
how their expressions would be when they met their match.

Since the last war in the Demon Realm, humanity suffered heavy losses of its elite forces. For years,
the demons who remained on the continent had never encountered a worthy opponent, making them all arrogant and conceited.
They seemed capable of single-handedly destroying the entire Yanjue Continent, a truly laughable situation. If it weren't for the Demon King's instructions before his seclusion—
that he must not wage war against Yanjue as long as he remained in seclusion—these unruly demons would have already taken action.

"Princess, should we immediately inform the Demon Envoy to be careful of the War Wolf?" Seeing the princess deep in thought,
seemingly lost in contemplation, Mei Mei quickly stepped forward and gently reminded her.

"No need. Let the Demon Envoy fight that man and see if she's worthy of being my opponent." Mo
Qingcheng didn't care at all. In her shrewd mind, no human man could defeat her yet. Besides,
she'd heard this man was a lecherous wolf; by human standards, her beauty could arouse the desires of any man.
This was her trump card; her body was her most powerful weapon. Although she had never used it, Mo
Qingcheng was very confident in her charm.

Xiuda Meimei and Qianqian didn't know the princess's intentions, but they would
follow any order the princess gave, so they nodded quickly in agreement.

"Alright, you absolutely cannot go out these days. Stay at the city lord's mansion. I believe that no matter how
powerful he is, he won't expect that the person they are looking for is the master of this town." Mo Qingcheng's confident words
were only to comfort herself, but for the two sisters, their hearts were filled with unease.

Since returning from the assassination, they had been experiencing a kind of dazed disorientation, as if they would inadvertently fall into
a state of unconsciousness that they couldn't control. The man appeared in their minds more and more often
; they tried to resist, but he was getting closer and closer to them, and they couldn't get rid of him at all.

They wanted to tell the princess, but feared she would misunderstand and think they harbored ulterior motives towards that man, so they had to suppress
their feelings . Their years of demonic training had forged an unparalleled will, yet they still endured such hardship.

Mo Qingcheng, the princess of the Demon Realm, was the mistress of this small town.

She chose this place because it was barren and nameless; those who came called it the Nameless Town
. They wouldn't have stayed here unless absolutely necessary. Aside from collecting taxes from several merchant caravans daily,
she, as the town lord, had virtually nothing to do, which was exactly what she wanted. Of course, more importantly, it was close to Rou City,
facilitating her movements.

The Xiuda sisters' arrival led to a new discovery. I now realized that these demons weren't
just about killing; they were also intelligent. Neither I nor any of my women could have imagined that
the town lord was also from the Demon Realm. It seems I'll have to be more careful from now on.

Even knowing all this, I still didn't go. I ordered a pot of wine and a few side dishes, and sipped them slowly
. I knew there must be a leader of the Demon Realm here, and they must know I'd arrived, but they
hadn't a move, which puzzled me. Although my attire was completely different from the Great General's, I wasn't stupid enough
to think those two women wouldn't recognize me.

"Knock knock—" The door was knocked on again. It was the female owner. I just raised my head, and in a flash, the woman at
the door was imprinted in my mind. I didn't get up, but just called out loudly, "Who is it? Come in,
the door isn't locked."

Good food, good dishes, good wine—they hadn't tampered with anything. It seemed the owner didn't know my
identity yet; otherwise, even if she were incredibly audacious, she wouldn't dare to tempt me like this.

The door opened, and the proprietress walked in softly, lifting her long skirt, her
beautiful eyes sparkling with a silent allure. Her eyes seemed to tell me of her inner turmoil, and my own eyes, too, began to overflow with desire,
brimming with uncontrollable excitement. I shouted, "Beautiful proprietress, you know I'm bored, so you've come to keep me company,
haven't you?"

At this moment, I was just a passerby, a spoiled brat, a lecherous wolf—that was the impression this proprietress gave me.
Faced with desire, I didn't need to restrain myself. I stood up and affectionately took her
hand. No matter how many men this woman had toyed with, her allure was still irresistible.

Although she carefully infused her seductive charm with demonic energy, I could still feel
it To be the manager of a tavern, her status couldn't be low. The Demon Realm
had been hiding in the glamorous continent for so long to achieve their current situation; this woman had become a master of manipulation in her old age.

Demons typically live for over five hundred years. Judging by this young woman's appearance, if she truly
is from the Demon Realm, she's quite old.

"Sweetheart, don't rush, your sister's here!" From "big brother" to "little brother," and now
"darling," this woman's coquettishness is almost unbearable. At her age, she should tone it down
a .

Taking advantage of my hand-holding, she pressed her body against my chest. Her soft breasts pressed
against me, creating a rather fiery sensation.

I'm a lecher, but not a womanizer. I was only
playing along I didn't expect her to be so direct. We've only met once, and she's already planning to sleep with me. This
is too fast; I'm not ready yet!

Her hands, with seductive caresses, began to move over my body. This enchanting creature was indeed skilled; she immediately aroused
my erection. Perhaps she sensed it too, for she gave me a seductive smile and deliberately used her
crotch to manipulate my tent.

"Boss, the dozens of guests who stayed yesterday are back. I don't know how to entertain them?" Just as I
was at a loss, the waiter's voice came from the doorway, responding to my awkwardness and relieving
my predicament.

Upon hearing this, the boss's expression changed slightly, but she still smiled charmingly at me and said, "
Sweetheart , there are guests again. Please sit for a while, I'll go entertain them and be right back."

If it were an ordinary person, the waiter would never dare to disturb her; she knew this very well. The mention of dozens of guests
meant that the team of human soldiers who had been tracking the Xiuda Meimei and Xiuda Qianqian sisters had returned
. This time, perhaps, she would taste blood.

As she turned to leave, that wicked smile reappeared on her lips. Although I didn't see it,
I sensed it, and I knew that Youlan and the others had finally returned. It seemed they had also discovered
something; they knew there was something wrong with this little shop.

Chapter 209: A Secret Showdown Before

Youlan and the others had even returned to the inn, the alluring proprietress was already standing at the door. Looking at
the group of thirty sturdy female guards, she nodded solemnly to the shop assistants behind her. This meant that
if these female soldiers suspected anything about the inn, they would be killed without mercy!

The harlot was very confident in her strength. It was already a miracle that a human's frail body could cultivate to the Saint Realm,
and she was already a demigod. Although she didn't possess the supreme power of the Ten Demon Generals, coupled with her seductive charm and
alluring demonic killing intent, she was absolutely confident in dealing with this group of human female soldiers, even though the female soldier leading them seemed
a bit too cold.

"Ah, sir, you're back again. Are you reluctant to leave my humble shop? Welcome, welcome!"
The merchant 's true colors, his wanton indulgence, were quite irritating to Youlan, but she managed to restrain herself and slowly...
Leading her female guards, they had tracked the two assassins for over thirty miles, but had lost track of them.

From the gates of Yunrou's city to all the places they passed, only this small inn seemed
suspicious. With a woman's intuition, she was back. But
before , she was still just a guest, not an officer apprehending a fugitive.

The lewd woman's face subtly changed, but she concealed it well. Waving her hand behind her, she shouted, "
You idiots, hurry up and pour some hot tea for the ladies to warm up! What are you all standing here for?"
Upon hearing this, her subordinates understood that this demon envoy had no intention of turning hostile.

The two women, each with their own agenda, feigned intimacy, each trying to extract secrets from the other.
A strange atmosphere filled the small shop; a murderous intent hung
in the balance. The thirty Red Powder Guards sensed this, gripping their weapons tighter, their powerful
aura surging forth.

"Thump, thump—" Another patrol of Imperial soldiers appeared, numbering three or four hundred.
Judging from their uniforms, they were local patrol guards, making four rounds a day,
a arduous task in the snow-covered landscape. Now, they too entered the shop.

"Who are you? Show your identification!" The leader, a robust woman standing 2.34 meters tall,
pointed at Youlan and her companions, shouting. They'd been on duty here
for a while and knew the shop's occupants intimately, but these women of unknown origin
made them wary.

Although Youlan and her group weren't wearing uniforms or obviously carrying weapons, they
naturally exuded a military aura, which aroused suspicion. She waved to her subordinates, who
quickly surrounded Youlan and her group.

This situation was completely unexpected. Youlan possessed a Kyoto army badge, but
she only showed it when questioning the military for important information. Given the strange atmosphere in the shop, she hadn't considered revealing
her identity. However, seeing the domineering woman approaching step by step, Youlan grew anxious.

The thirty female guards were all elite soldiers, and dealing with three or four hundred men was no problem for them. However, these men were also
imperial troops, and it was impossible for them to kill each other. Given the current situation, she couldn't avoid exposing her identity, but that wouldn't end
well for her.

Her figure flashed, fast, very fast. Although the Demon Envoy was also a master of the Demon Realm, she had to admit that
this human woman possessed agility no less than hers.

The two-and-a-half-meter-tall man was immediately subdued. With her Saint Realm strength, this ordinary general,
no matter how strong, was utterly useless.

The waist token flashed before her eyes, disappearing in the blink of an eye. "The Capital Commander is on official business.
You leave." The soft command reached the female general's ears. She glanced at Youlan in surprise,
immediately stood up, and said with feigned alarm, "My lord, I'm sorry, I was reckless."

Then, with a wave of her hand, she led the patrol away. Since the capital's elite were on official business here,
they naturally had to be respectful.

This was just a small coincidence, but it made the people of the Demon Realm understand many things. Soon after, a
tall female general stood before Mo Qingcheng, respectfully reporting the entire incident,
including Youlan's identity, as their patrol team had been sent to test Youlan's identity.

"They really are the elite guards of the capital. It seems this place is no longer safe," Mo Qingcheng
said helplessly, waving the female general away. She hadn't expected that man to be so clever, following the Xiuda and Qianqian sisters
and immediately tracking them here.

"Princess, should we go and wipe out all these female guards?" The Xiuda sisters were standing behind Mo
Qingcheng , having heard everything the female general reported. This was all
trouble they had caused, and they should deal with it themselves.

"A top expert from the Holy Domain, plus thirty first-rate elite soldiers—don't make any rash moves.
Let the Demon Envoy handle it. Notify our people to prepare for retreat." Demon Qingcheng
showed no attachment to the territory she had created over the years and immediately ordered the two women.

They had come to the Radiant Continent only to deliver messages, not to conquer and plunder. It was only human weakness
that had caused these demons to forget their mission and become arrogant. Perhaps letting that man teach
them a lesson wouldn't be a bad thing.

Inside the small shop, the seductive enchantress was already smiling as she walked towards Youlan, calling out in a very flirtatious tone,
"Oh my, so you are all the great generals! I'm so sorry for my poor eyesight. Gentlemen, please come this way, please
come this way. What would you like to eat? Order whatever you like. This meal is on me.
It's ."

Her teeth were itching with hatred, but her coquettish voice was even more seductive and alluring. Youlan was very
embarrassed at this moment. She hadn't even found out who the other party was, but she had already revealed herself. The task assigned by the general
was still unfinished, and now she had gotten involved with this mysterious and unpredictable female shopkeeper. At this moment, she was a little confused
.

"You're too kind, boss. We have military duties to attend to and can't linger. We'll just have some simple food and
leave after we finish eating." Although her identity had been exposed, Youlan showed no embarrassment. On the contrary
, she spoke to the female boss with a brisk and generous manner. She even waved her hand behind her, and the thirty female guards, just like yesterday, gathered around
several tables.

The demon envoy was somewhat disappointed, secretly thinking: Didn't they notice anything amiss here? Are they really
just going to eat and then leave?

I had already eaten and drunk my fill in my room, and now I was pretending to be asleep on the bed, snoring loudly. This
dispelled the demon envoy's suspicions, who had come to check on me. He then turned to greet Youlan and the others, harboring a desire to hunt down
the men suppressed his surging excitement and carefully
monitored the thirty female soldiers dining in the restaurant.

I knew it was Youlan and the others who had arrived, but I wasn't ready to acknowledge them yet. I just used my Eye of Consciousness to check on
them. After a night of emergency response, their morale and emotions were high. Although they were eating
, their vigilance was still not to be underestimated.

As expected, after finishing their meal, Youlan and the others bid farewell to the proprietress, rendering her prepared strategy
useless. At that moment, Mo Qingcheng had already instructed all her subordinates to retreat. Once
the fire broke out in the shop, they would quietly leave the small town.

Although I was lying in bed, my consciousness had already enveloped the town. I was familiar with the sounds of movement
beneath the more noise I sensed, the happier I became. This meant that
I had clearly ascertained the strength of the Demon Realm here.

To be honest, I was genuinely afraid that Youlan, this little woman, would fight with the people here. With their current strength,
they really didn't have much of a chance of winning. Not to mention that the proprietress was a master from the Demon Realm, even the person hiding in the shadows was
definitely someone Youlan and the others could handle. I had already lost interest in the proprietress.

This was because I discovered that on the scenic mountain peak where the proprietress lived, there was an even higher peak, with
even more magnificent scenery. Now, I only wanted to know: who exactly was that person in the shadows? If I'm not mistaken,
Sister Xiuda Meimei should be by her side, because they haven't
moved since they hid in the city.

Looking out the window, it's almost dusk again. Youlan's group is heading towards Roucheng with
strange and behind them are two disguised scouts, blending in with the snow, white as the sky and earth,
hidden in the snow. Even if they were right in front of them, they might not be noticed.

But I know Youlan is not one to give up so easily. Regardless of whether she has given up or not, I
feel I must visit the person I most long to see.

Footsteps sound again; it's that lewd proprietress again. But I just smile lightly, and she's already
vanished from the bed. I don't have time to serve her now; I need to go see those two little women I let go
!

Although the town was small, it had everything I needed. As I approached that familiar scent, I found myself standing
before the small city lord's mansion. Unlike the lights of the Paradise Shop, the lights here were on, shimmering with a yellowish-golden
glow, exuding a solemn and majestic aura. An ordinary person would have stopped here, but I already
knew that the person I wanted to see was here.

"Who goes there? How dare you cause trouble in the city lord's mansion!" I said, hands behind my back, a touch of carefree indulgence in my manner, and strode straight
towards the mansion. The female guards at the gate spotted me and shouted loudly.

I didn't reply, but simply tossed my hand, and a golden token, representing my status, flew into
the hands of the guard captain. Ever since I was appointed as the Lucky General of Roucheng, this token had been with me. Every
soldier recognized it, and the captain certainly did too.

"Your subordinate, Commander Yinshui, greets the Carefree King. I was unaware of your arrival and failed to greet you properly. I beg your forgiveness."
I didn't even know when I had become a king.

But seeing that the female general had already knelt down, I didn't have time to ask the question. I simply
said gently, "Get up. Take me to your city lord. We'll go right away!"

"Yes, Carefree King. Please follow me." A king doesn't need to
announce The female general didn't dare to be negligent and immediately stood up, bowed, and invited me in . At that very moment, Mo Qingcheng, who was discussing her departure with the Xiuda sisters, suddenly flashed a cold light in her beautiful eyes

. With a sharp aura, she waved her hand slightly and said, "You may all leave now—" "Princess, please—" Xiuda asked in a panic. They rarely saw the princess with such an expression and couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. "He's here, you all go in first!" They all knew who he was—it was General Zhan Lang, whom they could never forget. While sensing the presence of the two women from the south, I observed the scenery within the capital city. I'd visited many capital cities with similar layouts and structures, such as the Nine Gates Governor's Mansion of the Blazing Sun Empire, the capital city of Snow City, and the capital city of Yang City. The layouts were comparable, but compared to these, this place possessed a more tranquil solitude. No other capital city was as deserted as this. For one thing, in a typical capital city, guards and sentries were essential, but here, there were none. Apart from the gate, there were no female soldiers guarding the entrance. I had been wondering why a high-ranking commander would be stationed at the main gate of the capital city; it turned out there was no need for patrols or protection. Thinking about it, with the Qianqian sisters' skills, female guards of that level, if deployed there, would probably only hinder their movements and wouldn't be of much use. The snow continued to pile up, pink and fragrant. A few plum trees amidst the snowflakes were now in full bloom, spreading their delicate fragrance to the world. Combined with the tranquil atmosphere, it was an elegant and warm home. I never imagined there would be such refined people in this demon realm, able to plan such a simple courtyard so exquisitely, giving one a sense of home at first glance. Actually, even in my General's Mansion, there are subtle touches of wit and charm from the women , and the occasional warm arrangements always give me a feeling of happiness. The sound of the zither, each note captivating, carried a mysterious quality, unlike any mortal music. Floating in this beautiful courtyard, it seemed even more peculiar and irresistibly alluring. The demon here truly deserves the title of refined person; even I am a little curious—who exactly is she? A few wispy silk curtains blocked my way. Through the hazy light, I could see a woman with flowing long hair sitting inside, but unfortunately, she was obscured by layers of veils, so I couldn't make out her features. At that moment, a warning bell rang in my mind: there was murderous intent here. I waved the woman away. Facing such a person, I knew that keeping her here would be useless; on the contrary, I would have to take care of her. From the moment I entered, a powerful aura had been brewing, surging like waves. Anyone other than me who entered would only be sent to their death. I lifted the first layer of veils, and it was as if I had stepped into a completely different world, a chaotic world. These seven layers of veils were the Chaos Seven Deadly Formations manipulated by Mo Qingcheng. Using the principle of reversing heaven and earth, she had refined the experience of Pangu breaking the sky with seven axe blows into this formation, forming nine layers of heaven, each layer fraught with danger. As I stepped inside, I could see neither ahead nor behind; I felt as if I were standing in a void, a cold wind blowing. I closed my eyes slightly, for here, all that the eyes could see was emptiness, and all that the ears could hear was nothingness.

What you see is also an illusion; only what your consciousness perceives is real. This Seven Deadly Formations is designed to make people lose
themselves in their thoughts, never to find their way home.

Mo Qingcheng underestimated my power. Heaven and earth were created by Pangu, yet I possess his power.
The instant my power was released, it filled every corner of this Seven Deadly Formations, or rather, the true universe. My power
could no longer probe its depths, but I could control every corner of this condensed chaotic universe.

The raging fire, carrying my unrestrained abandon, ignited here. Smoke, flames—everything vanished into nothingness. When
my eyes lit up, there was practically nothing there. The seven veils had been completely destroyed, revealing before me
the woman playing the zither—a woman of breathtaking beauty.

"This is the first time I, the princess, have seen someone break free from my Seven Deadly Formations in such a short time. To show
my respect, I will tell you my name." The zither music ceased, and her bright, captivating eyes shone. Mo Qingcheng stood up
, her figure swaying slightly, exuding a delicate fragility that evoked pity.

Although her voice and demeanor were so delicate and gentle, I sensed a vast inner strength hidden within her seemingly
frail body. This was no child's play, and I was quite certain that this power
far surpassed that of the King of England and the Prime Minister.

"I'm all ears!" I smiled slightly, as if we were friends, and slowly moved to stand before her.

"Mo Qingcheng, the princess of the Demon Realm." Mo Qingcheng not only didn't hide anything, but she also deliberately introduced herself more clearly,
which puzzled me greatly. The wickedness of the demon race was completely absent in this so-called princess. Was
she truly the princess of the Demon Realm? I was somewhat skeptical.

"I am Zhan Lang, and I believe Princess Mo already knows this." I maintained a casual expression as I spoke softly to
Mo Qingcheng. With such a clever woman, I didn't need to beat around the bush.

"The name 'War Wolf' is known throughout the world for its unparalleled beauty. If Qingcheng (the author) doesn't know it, wouldn't she be incredibly ignorant?"
This woman, with her alluring beauty and two small dimples, is someone I still can't quite understand. Why
doesn't she possess the usual fierceness and killing intent of a demon? Standing before me, I feel no murderous intent whatsoever.

"It's quite surprising that you found this place so quickly. Qianqian and Meimei
would never betray me." Her question, however cleverly phrased, made me want
to tell her instead.

However, I wasn't someone to be easily dealt with. I called out
loudly , "Alright, come out now. Speaking of which, I really have to thank you for helping me find the Demon Princess
. I'll treat you well from now on."

This was a lie, but the sisters, Xiuda Qianqian and Meimei, actually came out, their faces flushed with
a mixture of embarrassment and anger. Qianqian spoke up, "Shut up! We have nothing to do with you. Don't ruin our
relationship with the princess."

I could sense the sisterly bond between them, beyond that of mistress and servant.

But Mo Qingcheng didn't care. She gently said to the two women, "If you really like this
man , go with him. I won't stop you." Her yearning for love had also given her a touch of kindness, especially
towards these two little girls she loved and cherished most. Mo Qingcheng took great care of them.

"Princess, don't listen to this scoundrel's nonsense. We...we really have nothing to do with him," Meimei
said awkwardly. They knew this man was difficult to deal with, but they never expected him
to establish a relationship with them, especially in front of the princess. Now, they were truly unable to explain themselves.

Seeing the two girls' impatient expressions, Mo Qingcheng actually laughed and said, "What are you panicking about?
Do you your princess is that stupid?" She glanced at me and continued, "General Zhanlang, you don't need to say such
things. Although Qingcheng may be foolish, I can tell who is truly good to me and who is just paying lip service."

"Clap clap clap—" They really had a way with words; I couldn't help but applaud them. "Seeing your sisterly
affection , I really can't bear to hurt you, but for the future of countless beautiful future generations on the continent, this time
I must be ruthless."

Before she finished speaking, two swords had already attacked, each aimed at my most vital points. It seemed my threat to
the princess had truly enraged the two girls. Their sword energy was even more ferocious than when they assassinated the empress, a desperate, reckless attack
. Perhaps, for the two girls, it was also a way to prove their loyalty to their princess.

"Princess, run! We'll hold them off here!" Qianqian cried out anxiously. She knew that even with
their sisterly strength, they couldn't hold out for long.

"Want to leave? So easy." With a slight movement of my concentrated Divine Energy,
the power I had secretly implanted in the two women resonated with me, circulating through their bodies and suppressing their powerful magic.
The sword suddenly softened; no force was needed, just a flick of my finger, and with two clangs, the sword
fell to the ground .

"You...you poisoned us?" Mei Mei felt weak, a
surge of emotion not her own flowing through her, completely uncontrollable.

"I wouldn't do something as despicable as poisoning. If it were aphrodisiacs, that would be more appropriate. I
simply implanted my own True Energy in them. No matter where you go, you can't escape my
detection. Or rather, you're already mine."

This statement seemed a bit excessive, but it was the truth. Facing me, they were utterly
powerless to resist.

Mo Qingcheng frowned deeply. At this moment, she finally understood why he had found her location so quickly.
She had stayed on the Yanjue Continent for a hundred years, constantly relaying messages to the Demon Realm. Ten years ago, during the Demon Realm war, it was because of
her role that almost all of humanity's experts were killed or wounded. Although the Demon Realm's attack ultimately failed,
this time it would be different—if it weren't for this man.

Actually, when Xiuda Meimei and Qianqian returned, she had already carefully examined them, but found
nothing . "Who exactly are you? Even I can't detect your true energy stored within them?"

Yesterday's confidence and composure seemed to crumble now. Facing this man, Mo Qingcheng finally
felt a desire to submit to him. For the first time in her life, she had the urge to bow her head.

"Who am I? Actually, I don't know either. Princess, just know that today I'm here to capture you. I'm going to stop..."
" Stopping the Demon Realm's rampage in the mortal realm is enough. If you can escape, I'll give you a chance."
I simply couldn't bring myself to be ruthless with a beauty of this caliber.

"Princess, run! Run!" The Xiuda sisters, their hearts in perfect harmony, rushed to my side,
their delicate hands encircling my waist. They held me tightly, controlling my movements, all to
ensure that Mo Qingcheng, the princess of the Demon Realm, left. They had no time to
care about their fate; the princess's safety was paramount.

"Let him go!" Mo Qingcheng didn't leave, but instead gently called out to the two women,
startling The princess was still going to fight this scoundrel; the princess was still so pure.

To everyone's surprise, the two women, who had been forced to lower their hands by Mo Qingcheng's shout,
knelt . Two tear-streaked eyes appeared before me; they were already crying.

Chapter 211 A Battle with Beauty

"Please, don't hurt the princess!" Xiuda pleaded beautifully.

"As long as you don't harm the princess, we're willing to do anything for you, including becoming your women," Touda
Qianqian also spoke up, her sincerity truly genuine, without a trace of falsehood.

Not only was I surprised, but Mo Qingcheng was even more astonished that these two subordinates who had followed her for so many years
would actually kneel and beg before a human.

A surge of demonic rage erupted, and Mo Qingcheng roared, "You dares! Get up now! You
're already cowering before the battle even begins! Are you eager to die?"

Mistakes can be forgiven, but fear is unforgivable.

The people of the Demon Realm have always acted with impunity on the Yanjue Continent. As long as their exact location isn't found by the armies of various nations,
they can go wherever they want and do whatever they please—who can stop them?

Mo Qingcheng, beautiful and with wide, bulging eyes, was furious. But I'd never encountered anything like it before.
Logically , they should have been killed instantly for assassinating Yun Xin. I was just
playing the long game to find clues about the Demon Realm, and now I'd caught the big fish. The title of "Princess of the Demon Realm" was certainly
grand enough.

"If you withdraw from Yan Jue, I can spare your lives. I'm not a bloodthirsty person. Even if
your Demon Realm attacks humanity in the future, we can meet on the battlefield." This was
my greatest mercy. For demons, universally hated, I doubt anyone would let them go.

This peerless beauty, faced with a lecherous man like me, I couldn't bring myself to harm her. On the battlefield,
if my bloodlust were to flare, then no matter who I faced, in a life-or
-death situation, I wouldn't hesitate to be ruthless.

A fierce killing intent flashed in her eyes. In her centuries-long existence in the mortal realm, no one had ever dared to be
so insolent towards her. Her leniency towards the demon envoys was not weakness; on the contrary, in the demon realm, her
demonic power was far more domineering than that of the Ten Great Demon Generals, though she had always kept a low profile.

In this space, aside from the main god of the ethereal realm, even ordinary goddesses
were no . This man's domineering presence made her feel deflated, a feeling that shouldn't exist within her
. She was a princess of the demon realm; how could she beg for mercy from her enemy?

"If you want me to leave, defeat me first!" A century of restrained composure erupted at this moment. Mo Qingcheng's
slender body wasn't entirely weak; it also possessed a demonic strength, something
she only unleashed when facing powerful enemies. And this was the first time in a hundred years that she had displayed such power.

She left, and my figure vanished amidst the two women's pleas. The ability to merge one's body with the elements of the air—
this profound level of mastery—is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I knew she wasn't fleeing, but rather seeking
a suitable place to fight; otherwise, this small city wouldn't withstand even a wisp of energy's erosion before being razed to the ground.

It wasn't a mountain, just this hundred-mile stretch of desolate plain, covered in snow. I
stood facing . The distance of several feet felt insignificant to us; we could see each other's eyes,
or perhaps those strange, unseen eyes.

Looking at this woman, I felt a pang of regret. If she weren't a demon princess, I might have taken her
into my harem. Otherwise, her beauty would undoubtedly be the most sensual and memorable chapter in my life of womanizing.
But alas, a demon is a demon; no matter how beautiful, demonic nature remains. I didn't want to
create .

Although she, as a princess, had lost her authority due to her demon father's ten-year seclusion,
she remained a symbol, a spiritual symbol, for many demons. This status made Mo Qingcheng always
powerful, possessing the unique personality of a demon, and the philosophy of ruling with her fists.

An aura filled the sky, and the howling wind
and , certainly not as easy to deal with as the Xiuda Qianqian sisters. Despite the strong wind, Mo Qingcheng's
clothes didn't move an inch, as if frozen, like an ice sculpture.

But in that instant, she moved—not just quickly, but incredibly quickly. She
infused the surging air with even more powerful demonic energy, unleashing the first move of this towering wave formation. It was unbelievable that this small
body contained such immense power. Even my woman, Feng Xianglan, might not be her
match. This woman's cultivation had clearly surpassed the divine realm.

This realization stirred a tremor within me. I had initially assumed that all the women who had entered the Divine Realm were experts, possessing a high chance of victory
against the Demon Realm. But now it seemed I was wrong. This princess alone,
a seemingly weak woman, had already reached such a level. It was clear that the combined might of the Ten Demon Generals was indeed
invincible .

No wonder that in the great war ten years ago, humanity's elite were wiped out, while the Demon Realm was only halted for ten years.
That barrier, forged with countless drops of blood, was about to be broken again.

Like a dancing sprite, a thousand-foot-long black ribbon instantly materialized in Mo Qingcheng's hands, swirling into swirling mists,
mixed with ice and snow, a mysterious and demonic darkness. Her demonic nature was unleashed, completely
concealing her gentle virtue. At this moment, she was a complete demon, brimming with destructive killing intent.

Demons are all like this, but because Princess Mo Qingcheng has lived in the human world for too
long , she has been influenced by the unique temperament of humans and has begun to develop two different states of mind: darkness and light.
When she was calm, she was almost human; but when enraged, her demonic nature surged, making her what she was
now .

Dealing with a demon, especially one as skilled as her, made my hands itch. Even if I didn't want to truly
kill her, testing the power of dark magic was worthwhile.

I raised my hand, forming a blade, as sharp as a snow-capped peak, and cleaved it towards the black sea formed by the dark peaks. The mountain filled
the sea , the sea seemed to calm, the blade sliced through the sky, and the black shadow vanished. I felt the demon's form change abruptly,
retreating rapidly. A flash of black light, dazzling to the eye, revealed a power I had never felt before
.

As expected of a demon princess, she had changed. Eight jet-black wings suddenly emerged from her pink back,
scattering her newly emerged clothing into powder. She was now wearing only a very peculiar garment,
seemingly designed specifically for her eight wings, worn underneath her body.

Snow-white jade legs, rosy jade arms, half-exposed breasts, high jade peaks, even her small navel exposed to
the wind and snow —this extremely beautiful yet freezing attire truly made me a little worried. Wasn't she cold?

While my eyes were feasting on ice cream, I was also trying my best to explore the nature of her power. I could feel that the energy in her
body had a similar effect to that of the five goddesses, only one was light and the other was darkness, forming two
completely different elements. If we put aside the distinction between good and evil, this princess could indeed be called a goddess of darkness
.

Eight pairs of wings spread out, the wind raged, and her power was even more extraordinary, coloring
the sky . Xiuda Qianqian and Meimei had already arrived here. Sensing the princess's powerful anger, they were
both worried and helpless. Perhaps at this moment, she really didn't want this war to start. Even if that man was hurt
, they felt a little reluctant. These unconscious feelings were something they themselves didn't even realize.

Not everyone with wings is an angel; they could be a birdman. You think you have wings? I do too!
The powerful Pangu divine force was already circulating throughout my body, an unyielding energy emanating from me. Behind me, an extreme
energy aura suddenly erupted. Mo Qingcheng glanced at him coldly, already stunned.

Thirteen wings! This man actually had ten wings! Even the Demon King, with all his might, only had twelve
wings . It was said that only the creator god of heaven and earth—Pangu—possessed thirteen wings.

With just those thirteen wings, Mo Qingcheng knew she was doomed to defeat. How could she possibly defeat a man even the Demon King
couldn't resist? But as the princess of the Demon Realm, and a super warrior,
knowing the danger, her attack had already begun.

A spear, black as a serpent, suddenly appeared, sweeping across the battlefield like a surging wave, rushing towards me. Faced with
the corrosive power of this force, the sword spirit within me felt a heart-pounding excitement. With a slight
shift of my consciousness, it detached from my body, forming a six-foot-long sword. The illusory sword energy merged with the spear's force
with a hissing sound.

Mo Qingcheng only felt that her domineering energy had been corrupted into a giant dragon beyond her control,
being swallowed up one by one by my sword spirit. This was something she had never encountered before. In a shocking display, her spear descended from the sky,
flashing like lightning, instantly disappearing underground, not only beneath the snow but also beneath the loose soil.

For demons, the darkest place is their paradise, but how could I let her have her
way My sword energy intensified, and in the blink of an eye, I unleashed a torrent of sword strikes upon this vast area. There was no
explosion, only a few muffled rumbles from the ground, and then a breach appeared in the ground,
revealing .

This time, however, she was somewhat disheveled, her body unsteady, her hair loose, and her eyes even more piercing.
After pausing briefly in the spatial city, her complexion changed again; a flush appeared on her pink and pale face,
as red as fire, and the spear in her hand had vanished. Her strangely dressed, light-colored blouse began to burst open.

"Princess, no, no—" I don't know, but the Xiuda sisters on the ground cried out in panic,
watching the princess slowly lose her senses, clearly showing signs of transforming into a fallen angel.

The Fallen Angel's power can be doubled, but only for an hour. It's
a burning of life force to unleash the body's final potential, like a moth drawn to a flame,
gambling with its life for that fleeting moment of light.

I sensed something was wrong. I hadn't expected this witch to be so reckless. I hadn't intended to kill her,
yet used the endless life force of a demon god to condense into a mere hour. All this was because of her indomitable
spirit. The surging power, without needing to be felt, was already crashing towards me like a tidal wave. This was no
normal power; it was driving the heavens and earth mad.

"Please, don't hurt the princess!" Damn it, my husband was about to be killed, and she was telling me not to
kill anyone ! At that moment, a sharp divine light flashed across my face, my eyes gleaming. The world instantly lost
its light, as if all the power had been gathered into my body at that moment.

Chapter 212 Fallen Angel

As soon as the immense energy was gathered throughout my body, an even more dazzling light burst forth. The thirteen
wings on my back merged into this light, turning snow-white as jade. At that moment, I was unaware that I had become
incomparably holy, my gaze fixed in mid-air, making the Xiuda sisters standing on the snow feel an urge to kneel in worship.

Her face was purplish-red, tinged with a bluish-black demonic light, her crimson eyes flashing with a hazy, shimmering divine light of a spirit demon.
Mo Qingcheng had finally used the last move of the demon realm, a desperate escape, the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, transforming from a demon
princess into the most dangerous and bloodthirsty Fallen Angel.

In that instant when the world changed color, she had already attacked. The most powerful technique of this Fallen Angel was, of course, the Body-Severing
Kill , using life as a stake, using the eternal damnation of the soul to prove her indomitable spirit. Although
I did not approve of her actions, I had to marvel at her courage.

The power already radiated a dazzling light as strong as the blazing sun. Here, colliding, my power as the Great God Pangu
almost dominated the power of this space. Whether light or darkness, both originated from the power of the Great Immortal Pangu
, one being Yin, the other Yang, dividing into day and night, cycling through these seven layers of space.

There was no explosive explosion, only rapid diffusion. The moment my power collided with Mo Qingcheng's, my
omnipresent, gentle energy of heaven and earth seeped into her dark energy like water, seemingly like a...
The bond of blood made it impossible for her to achieve the desired result.

Mo Qingcheng, having lost her reason, roared with fury at the thwarted power. She brandished
sharp energy, unleashing an even greater force within her body as she attacked me, seemingly determined to fight until she succeeded
. However, her power was swallowed up by my dissipating energy.

My power, though its intensity was imperceptible, surged forth like a tide, like ocean water. In this space,
no power was greater, more unstoppable. Even Mo Qingcheng, who was trying to rise to dodge this power,
was drawn into it. Before she could even use her explosive power, she was tightly bound by my willpower
.

With her limbs freed, Mo Qingcheng struggled desperately and fell from mid-air with
a thud onto the snow. Xiuda Meimei and Qianqian rushed forward, shouting, "Princess, Princess—"
and quickly helped her up.

However, her demonic nature remained, and her sharp, demonic eyes blazed with intense killing intent. Even the two women
felt an almost unbearable bloodlust. This princess was no longer the one they knew;
she had become somewhat terrifying. Xiuda Qianqian and Xiuda Meimei had come to Yanjue at a young age, and under the princess's protection, they had lived among humans and
other beings.

The energy they could withstand was far too weak for such bloodshed. Although they possessed the powerful bodies of demons
, their minds remained only those of humans—a fact that could hardly be considered a miracle.

I could hear the beast-like roar emanating from Mo Qingcheng even while floating in mid-air. I
had already done more than enough by not harming her. Looking at her frenzied face, which had completely ruined her unparalleled beauty, I truly
felt sorry for her. A beautiful woman, yet a demon, and with such powerful demonic nature at that—
it was such a pity.

"Since you are so ignorant, then I will destroy your demonic body and make you a true human." His hand twirled in
the air , gathering a blazing energy. This divine power of light, once it penetrated the demonic body,
could dispel the demonic nature within her, but it could also destroy her millennia of cultivation.

"No, please, don't hurt the princess!" The two little women cried, their arms outstretched,
blocking the roaring Demon City. Their tears flowed freely, preventing me from weeping.
The light emanating from his hand, hovering above them, carried a sharp, sword-like edge, causing them a knife-like
pain .

"You brat, spare her!" Just then, a loud shout came from the sky. I looked up and
saw two figures flash by like lightning. I also heard a cheerful voice in my ear: "You've finally arrived in time,
otherwise this little girl would really be dead."

Seeing these two, the light in my hand dissipated, and the sword spirit in the sky immediately disappeared into my dantian.
I couldn't help but shout with surprise: "Old man, you've come to the Continent of Beauty too?"

That's right, these two were the Creator God and the Chaos God. They looked majestic and handsome, but only I
knew that they were just bluffing. These two old men were already tens of thousands of years old.
They had a sullen face and were still tempting the hearts of young girls like peerless beauties.

Xiuda Qianqian and Xiuda Meimei were also stunned. Seeing these two dazzlingly handsome men being
called "old men" by this lecherous man, they were momentarily speechless. Only when the two gods approached them did
they snap out of retreat to Mo Qingcheng's side, guarding against any potential harm to the princess.

A flash of golden light struck Mo Qingcheng. A soft "hmm" was heard as
the demonic energy within her was immediately suppressed, and she fainted. The next moment, her restraints were released, and she
could move her hands and feet again. The two women beside her embraced her tightly.

"What did you do to the princess?" Xiuda Qianqian pointed her sword at the Chaos God,
because it was this old man who had interfered.

"It's alright, he was just helping your princess suppress her demonic energy, it's nothing." I quickly spoke up. There was no
time waste with this woman. The simultaneous descent of two major gods to Yanjue was a very rare occurrence.

"You brat, you're quite something. You really have the prowess I had back in the day, conquering humans, gods, and demons— you
even managed to seduce the daughter of Little Demon Star." The Chaos God showed no gratitude for my explanation, his first words
were girls. He truly lived up to his reputation as the amorous Chaos God.

"Hey, you two old men, what are you doing on the continent? You haven't answered me yet!" I was too lazy to argue
about , so I grabbed the Creator God. When I was brought to this other world, he said
that he couldn't and wouldn't interfere in the affairs of the Beautiful Continent. But now that they've all come, has the problem really
gotten this big?

The Creator God's smile remained warm. He didn't answer my question, only saying, "You brat, your
women are almost all dead, don't you feel it? You still have time to ramble on here. You're supposed to be
a god who inherited the lineage of Pangu, you're really too useless."

I was so distracted by this demon princess that I forgot to protect my women. Hearing the Creator God's
words, I was startled. My thoughts instantly drifted back to the General's Mansion. No, everything was fine here. The quiet
and joyful laughter created a unique atmosphere.

My women? A thought flashed through my mind, and I realized that the thirty
elite in trouble. It turned out that Youlan had already discovered the anomaly at the Paradise Restaurant and, taking advantage of her rapid return,
had divided the thirty guards into five teams, sneaking back in small groups. However, they had already been discovered by the Demon
Envoy, .

"I'm leaving first. You all take care of things here." With that, I disappeared. Whether it was the Creator God
or the Chaos God, nothing was more important than saving the Red Pink Guards.

The demons' experts were indeed formidable. More than half of the thirty female guards had fallen. Although not all
were dead , the situation was dire. Youlan could only parry against the harlot, unable to retaliate.
And the thirty guards, though skilled warriors of the human army, were being steadily pushed back against the harlot's dozen or so subordinates—
a two-to-one numerical advantage.

Perhaps only now did they realize that their previous narrow-mindedness,
their had come at a far too high price.

The harlot's hands, normally slender and agile, were now bright red, with suddenly sprouted sharp nails, more lethal than
any weapon. Even Youlan's sword couldn't pierce her hand; a clanging sound rang out.
The sounds were incessant, her heart filled with worry for the safety of the guards, yet she couldn't escape the woman's magical control; she was frantic.

"Stop!" I roared, my voice deafening. The young master from before, now appearing in this
blood-soaked carnage, made many want to laugh, or perhaps everyone here was laughing. The demons laughed, and Youlan
laughed too.

"Little brother, you miss your older sister, don't you? After I deal with these disobedient women, I'll give you
a good time , make you happy to your heart's content." The slut actually stopped, stepping aside, winking and flirting seductively
. Her sharp, long fingers were stained with blood, looking both alluring and terrifying.

I stepped forward, blocking the retreating group of pink-clad guards, and said mockingly, "
I'm really not interested in women like you. Compared to you, they're much more to my liking. So, ma'am,
you should go back and take care of yourself!"

These words were both lecherous and extremely rude. What the slut couldn't bear was the way I addressed her. Although at her
age, even calling her "grandma" would be too young, this slut possessed a natural self-comfort—a powerful, almost
magical quality—that allowed her to retain the most alluring, seductive charm of a young woman.

My sudden address reminded her of her true age, like a painful,
deep .

"I'm going to kill you!" Li Jia was already gesturing menacingly towards me. Youlan, standing behind me,
could clearly feel the woman's madness and couldn't help but worry, calling out, "General, be careful!"

The attack was swift, and the retreat was just as fast. Hearing Youlan's cry, the slut retreated hastily, her seductive face changing
colors rapidly before finally asking, "Who are you?"

Only now did she realize the anomaly. When she went to the room, she couldn't find the
man . All the humans in the shop were under her spell, and the area
was surrounded by a spatial shield she had created. How had he gotten in?

In her lust, she had momentarily forgotten to consider these things. Now, remembering, she realized that
the man me—was very, very strange.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am their superior,
the War Wolf General of the Yunrou Empire. Please take good care of me." I bowed several times, my gestures slightly stern,
making the demons who wanted to laugh feel a bit awkward, unable to chuckle. Seeing the slut's solemn expression, they dared not laugh
out loud .

"As expected of a general, even I almost fell for your trick. You've come at the right time. I'll
send you all to the Western Paradise together." A cruel killing intent rippled across my lips, my blood-red
lips exuding a beautiful, murderous aura that spread like a river.

Chapter 213 Bloodbath

I laughed heartily and said loudly, "To die under the peony flower is to be a romantic ghost, but I'm afraid you can't do that."
Looking at this ignorant and arrogant demon slut, I really felt sorry for her. She
had no idea who she was facing.

"Kill them all! Kill everyone here!" Yes, everyone—referring to me and the women,
but not them. They weren't human; they were demons. Even the waiter in the main hall now wielded a
crescent-shaped scimitar, his demonic nature raging, his demonic intent reborn. Years of suppressed bloodlust finally erupted. As

soon as the demon envoy, the harlot, spoke, the dozen or so demonic experts behind her leaped into the air,
charging towards me with even greater demonic power. Before I arrived, they had wanted
to play with these human women. From any perspective, these female soldiers of the Red Powder Guard were among the most outstanding human women.

Not only beautiful, but also resolute and strong-willed, they certainly attracted many men. Although these were demons
, they were still men. Perhaps before the harlot's anger, they hadn't harbored any murderous intent.
My appearance, however, ignited their last shred of patience.

The three demons, bursting with power, were the fastest, like three fleeting shadows of wind, creating a whirlwind.
If it weren't for me, or any ordinary human expert, they would truly be no match for them.

My fist, a long fist capable of splitting the heavens and earth, had already gathered the true power of the Creator God—no, or rather, the true power of the Creator God also
came from the power of the Great Immortal Pangu. It had already gathered in my hand, carrying a dazzling light, scattering in all directions
. Taking advantage of the moment the golden light burst forth, my movements suddenly accelerated.

My hand disappeared into the air, drifting through the elements. Youlan stood behind me, watching the rapidly approaching demons
. Before she could even muster a moment of tense caution, she heard three ear-piercing screams of agony, "Ah—" Then,
a figure flashed, and with a few "sizzle" sounds, the first three demons had already been knocked back by my heavy punches.

Blood flowed slowly, turning the white snow red, a striking and dazzling sight.
The slut was startled. She hadn't expected my power to be so formidable. That punch, the counterattack,
seemed simple, yet its power was immense.

She knew the strength of the three demons, but even they were no match for my light blow.
Fear immediately gripped her heart. In an instant, her expression changed drastically, from anger to coquettishness, then to allure.
The aura she exuded became lingering and passionate, a lust that wasn't human, permeating the space.

"So it's General War Wolf! Big sister, I'm so sorry for not welcoming you sooner. It was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Little Brother War Wolf, please
don't be angry. Big sister apologizes." As expected of a demon, she changed in an instant. Those three experts were reduced
to mincemeat by my punch, their blood still flowing, yet she was already showing me goodwill, completely forgetting that she was their
leader.

I pointed to the Red-Pink Guard behind me, my face stern. Several wounded female guards had already been helped to their feet by the other women
, while three others lay lifeless. Youlan, seeing this, was already shedding tears, her hatred
clearly evident in her clenched teeth.

"If you can revive my men, I'll spare your life today. I forgot to tell you, your
princess has been severely injured by me. Don't expect her to come to your rescue." Seeing the woman's
shifty , I knew exactly what she was thinking. My words cut off her escape route.

"Demonic warriors, fight gloriously for our noble Demon King! Today is the
day to show your courage! Charge!" This woman was indeed ruthless, her face changing in an instant. My words left her with no
reason to delay; now she only wanted to block my slaughter and clear a bloody path.

Hearing her command, the demon's subordinates charged at me fearlessly. For a moment, I
could advance an inch. Besides dealing with these people, I also had to protect my female guards, who were
exhausted and couldn't withstand another fierce attack.

Seeing this, the demon envoy, the harlot, gathered her demonic power in her legs. Taking advantage of the crowd surrounding me, she crossed the boundary and
fled , completely disregarding the demon warriors who were fighting for her. I wouldn't let her leave so easily. My sword intent
flashed and disappeared in my anger, just like my usual spatial escape. From the humans and demons, they only felt
a jolt on my body, a flash of golden light, but then nothing could be seen.

However, a splatter of blood mixed with a few streaks of green sweat had already fallen from the air. Then,
the harlot's figure, who had just escaped the barrier, reappeared, with a fierce expression, roaring at me: "Damn human, how dare you
hurt me! The Demon King will not let you get away with this!" It was a dying howl.

My sword was already pierced through her heart. If it were just an ordinary human sword, she
could naturally repair herself. But this sword spirit of Pangu's consciousness was incomparable to any ordinary sword.
She had no life left. Even if she was a demon, a demigod demon, she was doomed.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was already weak and listless, with a dying murmur: "—You will regret it, you
will definitely regret it—" But I didn't let her finish. With a slight wave of my hand, the sword was back in my hand,
sweeping across the battlefield. How could the demonic energy that was besieging me withstand such domineering cosmic sword intent? Blood
flew everywhere , and severed arms and legs lay scattered here.

"I, Zhanlang, never regret what I do. Demon King, I'm waiting for him!"
Looking
at the demon envoy, half-breathed, I simply swept my sleeve, and she was sent flying again. Her terrified eyes remained open in death. Little did she know, I felt no fear, only anticipation. Perhaps, on this
continent , my battle with him would be my ultimate fight.

Aside from dealing with the rebels and the female prime minister, I rarely felt such intense killing intent as I did today. The
moment my sword entered my body, I unleashed a torrent of energy, hurling the dying demons and their corpses
into the air. With a flick of my wrist, the scattered energy
coalesced into a single mass.

Finally, with a swift movement of my hands, the swirling energy was utterly torn apart by my brute force. Heaven vanished completely with
a crisp crack, and all the demons here were shattered into pieces, swallowed by the vast
sea of snow. Snowflakes began to fall again, and in just a short moment, the crimson was completely covered, as if nothing
had ever happened.

However, Youlan and the female guard standing behind me were utterly
terrified . For the first time, they had witnessed a person, a living person, being crushed to pieces, dying
without even a final scream, already assimilated into the snow.

The female guard who had led this training trip returned dejectedly. Although the deaths of three
were an accident for me, they served as a stark warning to the survivors. Overwhelmed with grief, Youlan
asked to resign from her position as captain, but I refused.

"If you truly feel guilty, you should shoulder this heavy responsibility. Running away is not the act of a hero,
and it will disappoint all the female guards who believe in you, and it will disappoint all of us. What you have lost, you must
find back from the demons. What you need now is to improve your strength, not shirk responsibility."

Youlan, who was originally indignant, was provoked into a rage by my words and stopped mentioning dismissal. I
also slightly increased the number of spots I had secured for her, from thirty to sixty. Experiencing a sacrifice and
a battle with the demons only fueled the female guards' passion, making them even more eager to become
one of the sixty special trainees.

The female guard who witnessed me slaughtering the demon experts recounted my
domineering . Suddenly, the training of the Red Pink Guard became spontaneous and reached a fever
pitch. Meanwhile, the proud demon princess had been sent to my residence by the two gods, who claimed they would use powerful light
energy to refine the dark demonic nature within her and restore her true nature—something I was quite reluctant to do.

The Xiuda sisters also arrived, serving Mo Qingcheng with utmost care. I don't know what kind of magic
the two old men used, but since the day I returned and saw her, she had changed. She had become quiet, and her anger towards me was gone. Sometimes I could clearly see a kind of envy and longing
in her eyes, the same as that of a human . The arrival of the two gods brought Wu Yan and Ai Rong the greatest joy, but the Creator God simply told them that he would handle everything , and the two main gods would not interfere. He also instructed them to communicate more with Mo Qingcheng and, ideally, to integrate her. I even created a secluded courtyard for the three demons, quiet and elegant. After answering my questions, the two gods left. This place did not belong to them, or rather, in the universe was merely a privately built human domain, a mistake. The Creator God still adhered to his original promise: if Yan Jue were to be destroyed before its Yin and Yang were reversed, he would personally destroy the continent. It was only then that I learned the details of what had happened, the mistakes made by the five goddesses, and that the reason the two gods had secretly descended to the mortal realm was because they had discovered the awakening of Pangu's power and feared it would cause spatial turmoil. Of course, I wanted to ask more than just that; I also wanted to know how to return to the location of the third of the five goddesses, the Goddess of Life . However, the answers from these two idiots made me want to kick them a few times. "When you can truly return, you'll naturally know how. It's all fate, brat . Why do you insist on defying fate?" This was the Creator God's answer to my question about how to return, which was practically meaningless . "The Goddess of Life still exists, of course, but finding her depends on your own destiny. This too is fate. Fate has already decided, so why are you so persistent?" This was the Chaos God's answer to Ai Rong and Wu Yan. "Alright, you two, you can go back now. There's simply no room for two great gods here." Not kicking them away was already being very polite. The two goddesses, Ai Rong and Wu Yan, dared not get angry at these two old men. But I was different. From the day this detestable old man chose me, I've found it hard to have a good mood towards him, let alone being given such a perfunctory answer , which made me even angrier.

The more women I have, the more I think of Duan Mei and Xue Li, those two beautiful girls. For me, they were my
first love , and I can never forget them.

Chapter 214 The Fox Girl's Heart Wu

Yan glared at me with her beautiful eyes, but the two main gods only exchanged a slight smile, not caring at all. The Chaos
God even stepped forward and said to me, "War Wolf, choosing you back then might have been an accident, but now
you are the god among gods, and the successor of the Great Immortal Pangu. You should shoulder the responsibilities you should bear.
Not only the Yanjue Continent, but also the endless space, maintain this peace and let happiness be fully passed on."

I am just a nobody, I have never had such grand ideals. Facing the Chaos God, I gave him
an embarrassed look and said disdainfully, "Main God, you flatter me too much. War Wolf only
hopes to be with the woman he loves and live happily. The universe and the vast starry sea, how can I
take care of so many things?"

Gods who are not selfish will be punished by heaven and earth. Wu Yan kept glaring at me, but I didn't care. On the contrary, I
responded to Ai Rong's deep affection. For these lovers, their greatest wish was the same as mine.

Because the two main gods didn't want to meet too many people, and having discovered that the power belonged to me, they
were quite relieved. They only gave the two goddesses a few brief instructions before returning. In any case, the
two old men had completely entrusted this space to me.

Life or death, existence or annihilation, all depended on my will!

Watching the two gods leave, Ai Rong and Wu Yan felt a pang of reluctance and longing. After the two gods disappeared from sight
, Wu Yan began to complain to me, blaming me for disrespecting their main gods, leaving Ai Rong speechless with a smile.
This fourth sister was becoming increasingly unable to control her heart.

It was fine that the two old men left, but they left me with a big problem. Mo Qingcheng was
left behind. The Xiuda and Qianqian sisters were still very polite to me, with a hint of youthful shyness,
but Mo Qingqing, whose demonic nature was suppressed, didn't give me a kind look.

Whether she's human or demon, she's still a woman, and resentment will always linger in her heart, especially
remembering the battle on the snow. I showed her no mercy, causing her her first
crushing defeat since infiltrating the human world. Now, her enraged state suggests she wants to skin me alive.

I originally intended to spend more time with the women, but the arrival of the two gods made Ai Rong and the others feel
the danger of Yan Jue even more acutely. Therefore, Wu Yan only granted us three extra days to savor our love and intimacy, and
we were to .

Since I had promised them beforehand, I didn't object. However, my women, upon hearing this, were filled with
various anxieties, causing Wu Yan to avoid showing herself. She hid in her room every day. Although no one scolded her, the melancholy
look in her eyes made her feel immense guilt.

Left with no other choice, I had to extend the stay by a few more days. But for the deeply devoted and trusting woman, this was still far from
enough. Even the Empress pleaded with me to stay longer, saying, "
If you leave, my burdens will increase, so I hope you'll stay a few more days so I can have some more peace and quiet."

Compared to Rou'er, Yunxin's emotions were much more subtle. Since the assassin incident,
I'd noticed her wistful, melancholic gaze had softened, and her voluptuous and alluring figure
seemed even more tempting before me. Even Hua Niang had tried to dissuade me several times, but I still had no intention of making a move on her.

This wasn't because of Rou'er's presence, but because I needed to know for sure whether this woman
had truly fallen in love with me, truly decided to spend her life with me, or whether, at this moment, I was simply seeing her as
a woman, a shy woman swayed by love.

Finally, on the fourth day of the new year, He Feng and the others returned. During these four days, I doubled the
training the sixty female guards, including their captain Youlan. Their strength had all made a qualitative leap, especially
Youlan, who had even entered the advanced realm of the Saint Realm, making everyone envious.

As for my women, besides Feng Xianglan, I also added Piaopiao. This woman from the Feng family seems to be born for
martial arts, with unparalleled beauty and talent, even surpassing the Four Phoenix Generals. Although before, her skills
were only considered the best in the army, now I can confidently say that
she can be called the best in the entire Yanjue.

Huayue, Jiefeng, and Bingfeng have all made progress. At least by the fourth day, they had all entered
the highest level of the Saint Realm, just one step away from reaching the realm of gods. But this is something that cannot be forced, leaving
me and the eager women with no choice but to take it one step at a time.

He Feng, too, was infused with the True Energy of Creation, and like the stone cliff, he advanced to the Saint Realm. Of
the female guards, over thirty had entered the unfamiliar Saint Realm by the fourth day, further inspiring the other
female soldiers who hadn't yet reached the Saint Realm, who were now wildly enjoying my painful, tearing process of transferring energy.

Hua Niang knew I was leaving, and that I might be gone for a long time, so she was somewhat angry, not
for herself, but for the eight beautiful fox-girls who hadn't yet become my women.

That night, I had just helped He Feng transfer his True Energy, opening his meridians and causing his dantian to surge with power.
I instructed him to cultivate diligently, not to stifle the powerful True Energy within him, as that would be
worse than having no True Energy at all. Just as I was about to return to the villa where the women stayed with me, Hua Niang stopped me.

Since returning from the Red Lightning Empire, I've heard Wu Yan, the Eight-Layered Hero, recount the affairs of the Empress of the Blazing Sun Empire, Mei Yan, and the five
princesses in detail. Now, my women are also using their seduction skills, and I think that together they
would be far better than those other women. So, seeing my lewd nature, they've been sleeping in the same bed and under the same
blankets .

"General Zhanlang, you'll be embarking on a long journey soon, and Hua Niang has a request for you." Hua Niang immediately spoke,
her face flushed with a shy blush, making her beautiful and mature charm even more alluring, causing my blood to boil. I
was somewhat dazed by her gaze. At this moment, the bright moon hung high, reflecting the pure white snow, creating a different kind of gentle, poetic atmosphere.

"Hua Niang is too kind. Please speak freely. As long as Zhanlang can do it, he will definitely help you." Before she even spoke, she was already charming;
before I even tasted her, I was already intoxicated.

"General Zhanlang, with beautiful women in your arms, your love blossoming, it is indeed the most beautiful picture in the world. But
could you please also pay a little attention to Xiaohong and Xiaohe? The girls' hearts are already captivated by you,
General. Are you really unmoved?"

When Hua Niang spoke, there was a hint of heartache and resentment in her voice. Ever since my failed attempt to woo this charming young woman
, a shadow had settled in my heart, and I didn't want to face her again. Consequently, I also felt a sense of resistance towards the eight beautiful fox-girls.
Xiao Xue and Xiao Lu had already told me about this.

"Hua Niang is too kind," I said. "I am a person who cherishes flowers. I would cherish the delicate beauty of a flower, especially one as
beautiful as Qian Fang. But Hua Niang herself is like a flower bud, alluring and tempting, yet not allowing anyone to appreciate or pluck it. That kind of heart
is something I should learn from." These veiled words caused Hua Niang's expression to change drastically. Her body
trembled , and she no longer dared to face me. She lowered her beautiful and charming face and became drowsy.

Before she left, she called out to me, "There are people waiting for General Zhanlang on the left side of the room.
If you truly pity them, General, go and see them!"

I felt a slight sadness. This Flower Maiden's avoidance of me left me helpless. But I still
changed direction and headed towards the fox-girl's quarters. This courtyard had three sets of rooms, and the eight beautiful girls,
along with Xiaoxue, Xiaolu, and the Flower Maiden, occupied only one set. As I entered, I noticed
flickering flames on the far left of that set.

With a slight control of my thoughts, two different fragrances wafted in the air. I knew that in
this secluded room, two quiet, virgin-like girls were waiting for me in a gentle warmth.
Recalling the eight girls' usual attentive sincerity and tender anticipation, I knew I was already feeling a surge of passionate emotion
.

He gently pushed open the door and slowly walked in. The women who had been chatting quietly fell silent.
Two figures emerged from behind the screen, their steps quick and cheerful, as if eager to see if the man
who entered was the one they longed for.

If their initial reason for coming to this dazzling world was the wealth of ten thousand gold coins,
after these days of blissful life, and with Xiaoxue and Xiaolu's initial pride, these vibrant young girls were all
experiencing stirrings of spring fever. The melancholy and yearning for love had made this place rather dull.

This time, hearing that I was going on another long journey, these eight fox-girls couldn't contain themselves any longer and finally
confessed their feelings to Hua Niang, hoping she could find a way. Now, seeing my imposing figure appear
before them, they couldn't help but beam with joy and call out affectionately.

Exquisitely dressed, the two young women were quite different from their usual selves. Xiaohe wore a light green
silk dress, which made her appear even more intelligent and graceful, her figure elegant and charming.

Xiaocui, on the other hand, wore a short top and skirt, which accentuated her already high and prominent breasts
. The short top, almost like a modern-day peculiar bra, made her snow-white skin
shimmer with a translucent beauty.

The room was warm and cozy, with the heating duct at the back already burning, so even though the two women
were dressed rather lightly, they felt no chill. On the contrary, seeing my lustful gaze,
their hearts raced, their bodies flushed, and they exuded a beautiful and alluring charm.

A casual glance upwards, a sidelong look, and they were filled with irresistible allure. They had already conspired with the courtesan
; now, with the breath of spring in full bloom and their beauty burgeoning, they opened themselves
completely . Tonight, they hoped to be the true
mistress of the General's mansion, just like Xiaoxue and Xiaolu.

I walked over and took their delicate hands in mine. The fragrance of their skin filled my mouth, and this intimate beginning made Xiaohe
and Xiaocui blush with shyness, their heads bowed and faces flushed.

"Xiaocui, Xiaohe, I've wronged you these past few days. I haven't cared for you enough." Precisely because I
hadn't cared enough, I was now going to show you some proper care. I pulled them down to sit together and immediately
began to speak.

"General, you're too kind. Xiaocui is already content to be by your side. I would never dare to ask for more."
The large-breasted beauty's delicate hands were being caressed by my hands, but her words were still very gentle and comforting.

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