Desire Restaurant [Complete] - 30

The elderly nobles of the 494 Forbidden Zones had lost their competitive spirit, lamenting that their descendants lacked such good fortune. They gathered in small groups, drinking and chatting, discussing why Shadow Dance had acted unpredictably today.

Shadow Dance smiled and walked down the steps with Yan Xuan and the others into the main banquet hall, preparing to introduce the nobles to Yan Xuan, quickly introducing him to the noble circles of the Giant Tree Elf Empire…

“This is Earl Lantian.”

“This is Duke Susolami…”

Shadow Dance introduced the nobles to Yan Xuan one by one, and Yan Xuan responded with utmost politeness. His gentlemanly demeanor, especially the sun-like smile on his handsome face, captivated the hearts of the noblewomen watching.

“Hmm, strange, this guy doesn’t seem to have any magical fluctuations!”

As Yan Xuan approached Hillary, Hillary secretly sensed the energy fluctuations around him and said curiously.

"Ha, just as I thought! I never expected our Shadow Dance Princess to choose such a good-for-nothing..." Andri sneered. In their eyes, a high elf who couldn't use magic was utterly useless.

"Hey, how about we each pick a woman? Let's see who gets to make the first move..." Andri grinned lewdly, his eyes lingering on Yana.

"Great! Great! It's such a waste to give so many beautiful women to this good-for-nothing. Let's show them what real elite men are like, hehe..." Hillary chimed in.

This shameless suggestion was immediately approved by several noble youths, and a moment later, they approached Yanxuan.

"Oh. My dear companion. Your Highness, is it really you who has returned? You are even more beautiful than before, your radiance makes the flowers of the Duke's mansion pale in comparison." Andri loudly showered her with compliments.

Shadow Dance glanced at the elven youths, led by Andre, with disdain and said indifferently, "This is Earl Andre."

Shadow Dance's lukewarm attitude made Andre feel embarrassed. He chuckled twice and performed a gentlemanly bow. He addressed Yan Xuan, "Greetings, esteemed sir, I am Earl Andre. You may address me by my first name."

Yan Xuan smiled and nodded. To Shadow Dance's astonishment, he also performed a perfect gentlemanly bow.

Shadow Dance couldn't help but be secretly amazed. Good heavens. Even if he had just learned it, how could he have learned it so quickly? This gentlemanly etiquette seems simple, but every detail of the movement is meticulous. How...how could he perform it so perfectly?

She didn't notice the chastity charm ring on Yan Xuan's right thumb.

This guy had the face of so many beautiful women on his shoulders; how could he dare to be careless?

At this point, it was natural to request reinforcements. Don't forget, Da Nian Zhang, that old lecher, was once the heartthrob of countless noblewomen in the palace. He had seduced countless women into his bed, and for a time, he was extremely enthusiastic about court banquets. He was intimately familiar with court etiquette.

One was skilled, and the other genuinely wanted to learn, so whenever nobles needed to use certain etiquette, Da Nian Zhang would explain it in detail to Yan Xuan. With such detailed descriptions, Yan Xuan naturally learned it immediately. He wasn't stupid; when he encountered something he wanted to learn, he was definitely among the smart ones.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency Earl. You may also call me by my name, Yan Xuan," Yan Xuan said with a smile.

Yan Xuan?

Andrei almost laughed out loud. What an idiotic name! How dare he introduce himself…

Suddenly!

The smile on Yan Xuan's face froze, and a cold look appeared in his eyes.

While Andri was talking to him, the scoundrels behind him bypassed him and went to the women behind him.

"Oh, beautiful lady, may I dance with you? Praise be to the goddess of nature, for I have encountered such a beautiful human woman… I am Viscount Hillary, you may call me by my name, Hillary." Hillary smiled obsequiously at the wandering soul, then struck what he thought was a very dashing pose. The wandering soul

looked at Hillary with disgust, but had to politely say, "I'm sorry, sir, I don't know how to dance."

"Ah? How can such a noble and beautiful lady not know how to dance? Then allow me to teach you!" Hillary's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing that the wandering soul couldn't dance; teaching a woman such a courtly dance was definitely a good opportunity to grope her.

"Sorry, I have no interest in dancing…" the wandering soul said coldly.

Hillary was somewhat embarrassed, standing there with a dry laugh, watching his companion's progress.

At this moment, the young nobles were choosing their targets, making harassing invitations. Yana and Youhun were alright, at least they still had their abilities, but Lin Jiayi, Xu Jing, and Shangguan Xuan were already restrained. Just then, a languid voice came from

the banquet . "Andrei, what are you doing?" Following the voice, Yanxuan's eyes lit up. Damn, what a mature beauty! She wasn't tall, but her curves were exquisite, and her proportions were perfect. If you didn't compare, you wouldn't notice her shortness at all; on the contrary, she would appear tall. Especially her well-proportioned breasts, which trembled slightly with every step. Yanxuan estimated that this mature woman was definitely not wearing a bra. He 'd had his share of virginity! But this was the first mature woman he'd encountered. Yanxuan couldn't help but feel a little restless, his eyes fixed on the mature woman, not blinking. Andri had never seen such a lewd look in Yanxuan's eyes. Like Yanxuan, his eyes also lit up; the opportunity... had finally arrived. "Oh, Mother, where were you just now? I didn't see you." Andri greeted him. Mother? Holy crap! It's that bastard's mother... Tsk tsk, she's really well-preserved; you wouldn't guess she has such a grown son. A barely perceptible sneer suddenly appeared on Yanxuan's lips. He could clearly feel the woman's eyes glancing at him from time to time, and in that instant, her eyes flickered with the lustful light that Yanxuan knew best. Hehe... Bastard, since you're eyeing my woman, then sorry, I'll sleep with your mother! I'll be your cheap dad for once! Yanxuan thought filthyly. "Oh, my little Yingwu, you're finally back. Let me see you..." After saying a few words to Andri, the woman walked enthusiastically towards Yingwu. She said she wanted to take a good look at Yingwu. Her eyes kept glancing at Yan Xuan. "This is Duchess Martha," Yingwu introduced with a smile. "Duchess, this is my future husband, Yan Xuan." "Yan Xuan? Oh, what an interesting name..." Duchess Martha laughed heartily, her alluring breasts trembling captivatingly. Every smile and frown exuded charm; she was the epitome of a mature woman. "Hello, Your Excellency, it's a pleasure to meet you," Yan Xuan said, bowing. "Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you too. Please forgive my rudeness just now." Duchess Martha's gaze remained fixed on Yan Xuan. In the noble circles of the Giant Tree Elf Empire, who didn't know Duchess Martha's reputation for beauty?

Countless men had fallen for her. Moreover, she possessed a social skill commensurate with her beauty; otherwise, it would have been impossible for Andre, at his age, to attain such a high rank compared to his peers.

Looking into her eyes, Yan Xuan suddenly became bold and said, "Your Excellency, may I ask you to dance?"

Damn it, he was going all in; it all depended on Da Nian-Zhang's teaching ability and his own learning capacity! Yan Xuan added, "However, I have little knowledge of dancing. If I embarrass myself, please don't laugh. Shall we dance the simplest dance?"

Duchess Martha laughed and said to Yan Xuan, "Your women won't mind?"

Yingwu quickly replied, "No. It's his honor to have you personally teach him the steps. He's so clumsy; every time I have to teach him, my feet swell up for days."

"Really?" Duchess Martha exclaimed dramatically, "Then I'll have to see just how clumsy your husband really is..."

With that, she extended her small hand to Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan grasped Duchess Martha's small hand, giving it a slight squeeze. Their eyes met, a knowing, ambiguous connection forming between them.

Duchess Martha's hand was soft and delicate; Yan Xuan could hardly believe it belonged to a middle-aged beauty. Her skin, almost as smooth as milk, drew his admiration.

The slow dance music began to play.

Seeing Yan Xuan enter the dance floor first, the nobles who had been chatting nearby invited their partners to join them, and they began to dance slowly to the music.

Meanwhile, Yingwu led Yana and the others to the side, each picking up a glass of sweet fruit wine and chatting with the ladies sitting together.

This infuriated Andri!

Andri,

his eyes blurry with drunkenness, stared at Yan Xuan's retreating figure. Suddenly, he sat bolt upright, his eyes darting around the dance floor, but he couldn't find his mother. "

Damn it!

" Andri cursed under his breath, quickly heading towards the back door.

But when he stepped out the back door, he found himself in a vast garden, the shadows of the trees swaying in the night, but Yanxuan was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly!

He saw a glimpse of a garment around a corner, and quickly headed in that direction…

The Duke of Os's mansion had a front yard and a back yard, different from each other. The front yard was planted with rare flowers, while the back yard was dominated by shrubs.

Moreover, the back yard was many times larger than the front yard.

As Yanxuan walked, looking at the trees that were more than half his height on both sides, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "Damn it," he thought, "this is truly a perfect place for a tryst."

Looking around, Yanxuan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He had only known that the back yard was also a garden, but he hadn't expected it to be so large. Where was he going to find that charming duchess?

But he couldn't make a sound; it wouldn't be good if someone discovered him.

Although he knew Yingwu and the others wouldn't blame him, he still wanted to save face for Yingwu. If others saw this and spread the word that the princess's husband had cheated on her on their first banquet, it would be Yingwu who would be embarrassed.

Yanxuan pondered this as he searched around.

When he reached a corner deep inside, a hot body suddenly entangled him, clinging to him like an octopus, and soft red lips pressed against his. "

Ugh…

you wretched man, why did you take so long? Are you trying to kill me…" Duchess Martha murmured, her voice thick with desire. Her hands were already inside Yanxuan's clothes, caressing his firm muscles.

Yanxuan couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed this mature woman had been holding back for a long time on the dance floor, all an act.

Not bad, not bad!

His first taste of a mature woman's beauty, and he'd encountered such a sexual stunner. It seemed his luck was truly extraordinary.

"You've made me search so hard…" Yanxuan also abandoned everything, ready to fully enjoy this feast.

He held Duchess Martha tightly in his arms, his lips and teeth responding forcefully to her passionate kisses, his large hands kneading her ample buttocks, searching for an opening in her clothing. "

Damn it!

This damn evening gown, how am I supposed to get it off..." Yan Xuan cursed inwardly. Unfamiliar with evening gowns, he frantically tried for a long time without making any progress.

In desperation, Yan Xuan simply picked up Duchess Martha and crawled into a nearby thicket. There was a small patch of grass between each circle of trees, which suited Yan Xuan perfectly. He laid Duchess Martha down on the grass, rolled over, and pressed down on her, forcefully kneading her full breasts through her clothes. Just as he had expected, this woman really wasn't wearing a bra. With each kneading, he clearly felt her nipples harden in his palms.

"No... um... wait... wait..." Duchess Martha seemed to remember something, suddenly struggling and saying.

Yan Xuan was somewhat puzzled, but he still temporarily released Duchess Martha, looking at her with a questioning expression.

Duchess Martha was panting. She glared at Yan Xuan coquettishly and said, "You've made my evening gown all wrinkled. How am I supposed to go back and face everyone?"

Yan Xuan found it quite amusing; she actually remembered this at a time like this, showing she was quite experienced!

When the elegant evening gown left Duchess Martha's body, Yan Xuan was momentarily stunned in the cool moonlight.

Normally, even with the best maintenance, Duchess Martha's body would show signs of aging at her age, but there are always exceptions. This woman was undoubtedly a favorite of the god of desire; her skin was as soft and white as a young girl's, radiating a jade-like glow in the moonlight.

Her breasts were round and full, like two tempting pears, trembling and teasing one's desire, and without the slightest sagging, they remained proudly erect.

What amazed Yan Xuan most was that the rosy pink of those nipples was a color even some young girls didn't possess…

*gulp*…

Yan Xuan couldn't help but swallow hard, a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen, his desire burning intensely, and a large tent proudly bulging in his lower body.

Duchess Martha was clearly satisfied with the allure her body had created for this man. She giggled and said, "Darling, didn't you say you weren't just bold?"

Yan Xuan took a deep breath and said, "You can come and see, but if you want to be satisfied, there are conditions…"

"Greedy man, I've already gone this far, what conditions do you still want?" Duchess Martha smiled seductively.

Yan Xuan grinned mischievously, "I can't tell you yet, do you want to see?"

Before he finished speaking, Duchess Martha pounced like a tigress. Her movements were practiced; without Yan Xuan moving, she quickly unbuttoned his dress and pulled down his trousers slightly.

"Four hundred and ninety-seven, I'll feed you!"

Yan Xuan suddenly stopped resisting, his eyes seductively fixed on Duchess Martha.

Just as her lower body was about to touch the massive object, about to eagerly let it penetrate her long-desired cavity, a furious shout rang out.

"I'll kill you!"

Andri finally arrived. He had appeared just as Yan Xuan had hoped. Seeing his mother so lewdly entangled with Yan Xuan, shame and anger drove him to a violent rage.

He wasn't unaware of his mother's character; in fact, he was used to it.

In the upper echelons of the Elven Empire, socialites like his mother were not uncommon, and his mother was clearly the cream of the crop.

Andri understood perfectly well how much of what he possessed came from his mother—his status, his money…

even the respect many people had for him stemmed from his mother's connections. Many nobles feared him because of his mother; after all, Duchess Martha associated with those wielding absolute power, and those of slightly lower status were beneath her notice.

Normally, with others, Andri might have turned a blind eye, but today, it was this very man who had just humiliated him.

His initial jealousy of Yan Xuan had morphed into resentment, and now into a furious rage!

In the throes of this intense hatred, Andri didn't even have time to chant magic. Amidst Duchess Martha's gasp, he charged at Yan Xuan bare-handed, wanting nothing more than to strangle him to death.

Yan Xuan sneered, remaining motionless, and casually waved his hand, sending a faint burst of Nine Yang energy surging towards Andri. Andri, who had rushed forward, was struck as if by a heavy punch. With a scream, he flew through the air and crashed heavily into the nearby bushes.

"You old lecher, are you done?" Yan Xuan asked Da Nian-Zhang using his consciousness.

"Don't worry, I've set up a soundproof barrier ten meters away. As long as you don't go too far, no one should hear anything from here," Da Nian-Zhang said smugly.

A conspiracy!

Indeed, it was a conspiracy brewing by Yan Xuan!

Consider this: Yan Xuan's bottom line is his women, and this bastard Andri had dared to cross it. He hadn't reacted on the dance floor, out of respect for Yingwu, but... he would absolutely not let those guys get away with it. The difference was that Andri was the first to suffer, simply because he had such a seductive mother.

"Andre!" Duchess Martha exclaimed, rushing to see her son.

Unexpectedly, as she moved, a pair of large hands gripped her waist tightly.

*Splash*...

With a splash, Yan Xuan's enormous member forcefully penetrated Duchess Martha's secret place. The unprecedented size of the member caused a tearing pain in her body, followed by a feeling of fullness that made her feel as if her body was swelling. "

Mmm...no...no..."

Duchess Martha twisted her body, moaning, trying to refuse but weak and powerless. The hot, enormous member gave her an unprecedentedly wonderful feeling. Her body betrayed her reason in that instant, watching Andre lie groaning in the grass. She couldn't leave this man's body.

Yan Xuan grabbed Duchess Martha's breasts, thrusting gently from behind, panting, "You really don't want it?" "

Mmm...oh..."

Duchess Martha experienced wave after wave of orgasms. In those waves of climax, she didn't even have the strength to speak.

“Don’t worry, I’m very careful. Your Andrei isn’t dead. I just punished him a little. Didn’t you notice how incredibly offensive he was to me?” Yan Xuan whispered in Duchess Martha’s ear.

As he spoke, Yan Xuan’s thrusts became slightly more intense, his hands kneading her breasts more forcefully. Her soft, perky breasts changed into various erotic shapes under Yan Xuan’s fingers.

“Relax your body, I will let you experience unprecedented pleasure…” Yan Xuan’s voice was full of seduction. He simply released Duchess Martha’s breasts and gripped her slender waist tightly, making it easier to exert force.

Duchess Martha was different from Yan Xuan’s other women. This woman was far from inexperienced in sex; in fact, she was extremely skilled, so her demands were higher. Yan Xuan was prepared to completely conquer her physically this time. Judging from Shadow Dance's performance, the situation in the Giant Tree Elf Empire seemed far more complex than he had imagined. In such a complicated situation, wouldn't it be a great thing to have such a socialite at his disposal? After a long period of

intimidation , Yan Xuan groaned as he released all his desire into Duchess Martha's body, then ordered the nearly unconscious Duchess Martha to lick his genitals clean before getting up to tidy his clothes. Duchess Martha was too weak to move, lying in the grass, panting softly, her naked body trembling slightly in the afterglow of pleasure. Before leaving, Yan Xuan mercifully covered Duchess Martha with his evening gown and turned to walk towards Andrei. Andrei was still lying in the grass; he had been unconscious for quite some time. Yan Xuan walked to his side, squatted down, and sneered, "Mr. Andri, you were already awake, weren't you? You just didn't want to see this, didn't you?" Andri's hand clenched suddenly in the grass, he opened his eyes, looked at Yan Xuan, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going to kill you!" Yan Xuan laughed, "Why? Just because I had sex with your mother? Let me tell you, this is your punishment! I have my bottom line, and that's my women! To be honest, if it were up to my temper, you would have been torn to shreds by now!" Then, Yan Xuan snorted coldly and said, "You feel very unconvinced, don't you? You, this so-called 'magician,' haven't been able to cast a spell yet, have you? Let me tell you secretly, I've encountered magicians of a higher level than you. Just two days ago, I met such opponents: Earl Campbell of the Green Grass Elf Empire, and Duke Os… You don't know about Duke Os , do you?" Andri was stunned. He didn't know if this guy was bragging or if it was true. But he had indeed been inexplicably knocked away and knocked unconscious. Was it magic? He was an elf. "He must be using magic. Good heavens, so that means he doesn't even need to chant a spell? " Yan Xuan said mysteriously, "If you're not convinced, I can give you a chance to duel, but there's one condition: if you duel me, I will kill you! Think about it..." With that, Yan Xuan stood up, turned, and walked towards the hall. A moment later, Yan Xuan heard the sound of chanting a spell, but he didn't turn around. What a joke! He'd even seen someone as close to a mage as Duke Os. Let alone this little bastard! "He's using water magic. It's not surprising, his magical skill is quite good, reaching the level of an intermediate mage." Da Nian-Zhang's voice echoed in Yan Xuan's mind. When Yan Xuan felt a damp aura in the air and a pressure coming from behind, his Nine Yang Energy instantly erupted, an energy shield covering his entire body. Boom! A muffled sound rang out, and Yan Xuan's body trembled slightly as he used the energy shield to forcefully block Andri's water magic attack. As the mist exploded and filled the air, Yan Xuan whirled around. Knight's Code, Greatsword! A phantom of a broadsword rapidly formed between Yan Xuan's hands. To Andre's incredulous, terrified gaze, the phantom shot towards Andre with lightning speed and an incredibly bizarre trajectory. Heavens! Battle Aura! This elf was using Battle Aura. And it was unimaginably powerful. No wonder he hadn't sensed any magical fluctuations around him earlier. "No!" Duchess Martha, her clothes disheveled and not yet fully dressed, shouted loudly from a short distance away. Yan Xuan sneered. The greatsword suddenly exploded not far from Andre's nose, vanishing without a trace, but the intense heat of the Nine Yang Energy still slightly burned Andre's nose.

"No, please, don't kill my son..." Duchess Martha staggered over. Yan Xuan had been too brutal; she only felt the burning pain in her lower body after regaining her senses.

Andrei was terrified!

He finally realized the difference between himself and this guy. My God, he could dissipate his intermediate-level magic attack simply by using his battle aura defense, and he could also quickly unleash such a powerful and bizarre move...

Instantly, Andrei was covered in a cold sweat; the brush with death chilled him to the bone.

Yan Xuan chuckled, "My dear lady, of course I won't harm your son. As I said, it's just a small punishment, a minor one. Perhaps I can even make some deals with Earl Andre in the future..."

Then, Yan Xuan looked at Andre and said, "I said I'd give you a chance to duel. This time, it's considered a sneak attack, not a duel, so I won't kill you. How about that? Am I magnanimous enough? If there's a next time, no one's pleas can stop your death!" After saying that, Yan

Xuan turned and strode away. Yan Xuan opened his eyes, his mind racing. Since arriving in the Giant Tree Elf Empire, his plans hadn't even begun before he was caught up in the chaos of the royal palace. Alas... there was nothing he could do... Yan Xuan looked down at Ying Wu, who was sleeping soundly, and kissed her forehead. For this woman, he would shoulder even the collapse of the sky! Early morning. Yan Xuan was woken up by Ying Wu pinching his nose. He saw that it was already bright outside, and the clear chirping of birds entered the room, giving him a feeling of being in a fairytale world. Yan Xuan opened the window and took two deep breaths of fresh air. The faint fragrance of flowers and grass in the air made him feel relaxed. With Yana's help, Yan Xuan finished washing up. Yingwu pulled him along, saying, "Let's go! Uncle Os has already sent people to call us twice. Don't let them think we're lazy." Yan Xuan chuckled, "Who's lazy? It's all their fault for being too diligent..." "Ah, you can actually say something like that? Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?" Yingwu laughed. "You guys heard it, but would you laugh at me? Yana, would you laugh at me? Youhun, would you laugh at me? Hmph, anyone who dares to laugh at me, I'll strip them naked tonight and spank them until their bottoms are swollen!" Yan Xuan said arrogantly. Amidst laughter, the group walked down the small building and, led by the servants waiting outside, headed towards the dining room. As Yan Xuan walked, he said, "Lin Jiayi, Xu Jing, and Shangguan Xuan, you can stay here today. Too many of us entering the palace would be inconvenient. If what you suspect is true, we need to be even more careful." Then, Yan Xuan added, "Don't get any bad ideas. I'll have my powerful male slaves guard you, Xu Jing. Hehe. You can spend the whole day with your father." Xu Jing's expression changed. She was about to speak when Yan Xuan waved his hand to interrupt her, saying impatiently, "I know what you want to say. It depends on your performance. Maybe one day you'll please me, and I'll grant your request." "Ah? Really?" Xu Jing said in surprise. She had always lived under Yan Xuan's tyranny, and all he did was abuse her. This was the first time he had given her hope like this. "Of course!" Yan Xuan said decisively. He then secretly added, "It's fake..." Damn it, even if I wanted to release his father, I wouldn't! The soul puppet was crafted by Da Nian-Zhang; whether it can be dispelled is another matter entirely. When Yan Xuan and his group entered the dining room, the long rectangular table was already laden with various delicious breakfast dishes, and Duke Os sat at one end of the table, smiling as he waited for them. These people had only drunk some wine the night before and hadn't eaten much at the banquet, so they didn't care about appearances anymore. Led by Yan Xuan, they all ate heartily, making Duke Os laugh incessantly. After breakfast, Yan Xuan and the others exchanged a few pleasantries with Duke Os before claiming they needed to go to the palace to see the King and visit their ailing brother. They didn't say much else. It wasn't that they were deliberately hiding anything from Duke Os; it was just that everything was still speculation, and the situation was unclear. They decided to wait and see. Upon hearing the messenger's report, the Great Tree Emperor III was already waiting for Ying Wu and the others in the main hall. Yesterday, his daughter had just returned, but left after a quarrel, which greatly worried Emperor Giant Tree III. He was also curious to see the man Shadow Dance had brought back—what kind of man could make Shadow Dance so devoted? Yan Xuan entered the palace. Aside from that fleeting glimpse at the city gate, this was probably the second time he had seen His Majesty the King. Because he had been turned away at the palace gate last time, Yan Xuan, though not particularly bothered, still felt somewhat uncomfortable, so his attitude wasn't overly respectful; rather, he appeared neither humble nor arrogant. Looking at Yan Xuan's tall figure, handsome face, and composed demeanor, Emperor Giant Tree III nodded secretly. "Greetings, Your Majesty," Yan Xuan said, bowing after Shadow Dance pulled him back. "No need for formalities," Emperor Giant Tree III said with a smile. "And these two are?" "Her name is Yana, my maid, and her name is Youhun, she's my..." Yanxuan introduced them one by one, but before he could formally introduce Youhun, Youhun interrupted, "I'm also my master's maid..." Youhun's words were quite thoughtful. Among Yingwu, Yana, and herself, in front of the king, Yingwu was naturally Yanxuan's woman, but if Yanxuan introduced her as his woman as well, leaving Yana alone in the maid's position, Youhun felt a little guilty. "Hehe, not bad, not bad, no wonder Yingwu always praises you," His Majesty the King said with a smile. "Yingwu, my precious woman, are you still angry with your father? Did you come here specifically to see your father?" His Majesty the King looked at Yingwu with loving eyes. Shadow Dance smiled faintly and said, "I've come to let you see my husband, and also to see my brother." "Ah?" For some reason, the face of the Great Tree Emperor III darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Didn't you already go see him yesterday?" "Yesterday is yesterday, today is today. Can't I let my husband see my brother?" Shadow Dance said discontentedly. The five hundred Night Elf branch spirits closed their eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings. Opening their eyes, they said in confusion, "Hmm? Was it just my imagination? The feeling suddenly disappeared." At this moment, Da Nian-Zhang's voice suddenly rang in Yan Xuan's mind, "Such a strong aura of death!" "Aura of death?" Yan Xuan exclaimed in surprise. Yana, the spirits, and Shadow Dance all looked at Yan Xuan simultaneously. Yan Xuan frowned and said, "It seems that the 70% chance might be true. Be careful, don't stray too far from me." He entered the palace. The palace was as cold and dark as when Shadow Dance had arrived yesterday, filled with a strange medicinal smell. Shadow Dance's brother lay quietly on the bed, like a skeleton. "Your Highness, what brings you here?" a palace attendant bowed and asked. Shadow Dance coldly replied, "Can't I come to see my brother?" "His Majesty the King has decreed that no one is allowed to enter the Prince's bedchamber without his permission," the attendant whispered. "Get out of my way!" The usually gentle Shadow Dance was completely enraged, shouting angrily.

Yan Xuan stepped forward and said coldly, "Say another word, and I'll take your life right now!"

The chilling killing intent made the attendant shudder. He glanced fearfully at Ying Wu and Yan Xuan, bowed, and didn't dare utter a sound before quickly walking away.

Ying Wu stared at the prince on the bed, her eyes reddening, and slowly walked towards him. Yan Xuan, Ya Na, and You Hun hurriedly followed behind. This place was far too eerie; they had to be extremely careful.

Ying Wu reached the bedside, grasped the prince's hand, and began to sob.

Yan Xuan, Ya Na, and You Hun looked down at the prince's withered face, unable to discern anything for a moment.

"You old lecher... I beg you..." Yan Xuan spoke to Da Nian-Zhang with such politeness for the first time. Seeing Ying Wu's sorrow, his heart ached terribly. He would give anything to make his woman happy.

"Alright, I'll try." Da Nian-Zhang also realized the seriousness of the situation. For once, she didn't joke with Yan Xuan.

Black mist sprouted on the chastity ring, drifting towards the prince.

A moment later, the mist entered the prince's nostrils, and his body jolted violently. His previously expressionless, sleeping face suddenly contorted.

"Ah?" Ying Wu exclaimed, looking at Yan Xuan in fear.

Yan Xuan said, "It's alright, it's alright."

Suddenly!

The prince's body trembled violently. A gurgling sound came from his throat.

A cloud of black mist suddenly covered his deathly gray face. He looked incredibly eerie and terrifying.

Yan Xuan also felt a little panicked. He had never encountered such a situation before.

Yan Xuan tightly gripped the chastity ring, urgently calling out in his mind, "Old lecher, old lecher..."

A moment later, the prince's trembling became even more intense, his hands flailing wildly in the air as if grasping at something.

"Brother... Brother... What's wrong with you!" Ying Wu cried out in fright. Among

the 501 mysteries

surrounding the Night Elves, if the word "secret" truly applies, then Elder Mora's story is undoubtedly one of the greatest secrets in the Night Elf history.

The Night Elves were once far larger than they are now. The direct descendants of the four elders formed a complete Night Elf race. Back then, although they were also fleeing the pursuit of the Great Elves, they still had the ability to launch counterattacks when the opportunity arose.

However, during a certain decision-making meeting, a heated debate broke out among the four elders due to differing opinions.

Elder Mora's lineage, taking a more realistic view of the current situation, proposed vassalaging a powerful mountain stronghold to use against the Great Elves, completely changing their strategy from fleeing to actively attacking.

The other three elders disagreed with Elder Mora's proposal. They believed that the Night Elves were independent beings, not subjects to anyone. Even without anything, they possessed absolute freedom. If they were to vassalage others, they would eventually become their slaves.

Because of this incident, the two sides argued endlessly, escalating until, in a fit of anger, Elder Mora led his lineage away from the Night Elves, disappearing without a trace.

For Yana, Elder Mora's lineage was history, too ancient for her to comprehend at her age.

Previously, the Night Elves on either side of the clan believed that Elder Mora had perished in a battle with the Great Elves after leaving the Night Elf community, and they had genuinely mourned him.

However, unexpectedly, Yana sensed the aura of the Night Elves in this environment, on Booker, who claimed to be from the Temple of Nature. Although the aura was faint, as a fellow Night Elf, even the faintest aura would trigger an instinctive connection.

Currently, there was no Night Elf she didn't recognize. Encountering a stranger in this unfamiliar environment could only mean that this person was from Elder Mora's lineage.

What puzzled Yana was how this person had infiltrated the palace of the Giant Tree Elf Empire.

What astonished her even more was that Booker was impersonating a member of the Temple of Nature, the natural enemy of the Night Elves!

Yana suppressed her numerous doubts, let out a long sigh, and circulated the energy of the Death Spider Queen within her. The small red spider mark between her brows emitted a striking light, though it was faint; Yana dared only use this much energy. She dared not rashly provoke Yanxuan.

This little bit was enough!

The spider mark was a symbol of inheriting the Death Spider Queen's energy. This was a tradition passed down through generations of Night Elves, and even though Booker had distanced himself from the Night Elf community, he was not entirely unfamiliar with it.

Seeing Yana's reaction, Booker no longer had any doubts. His usually impassive face began to show excitement, and his body trembled slightly. "

Heavens, you…you are Her Highness the Holy Maiden…" Booker's voice trembled. He was extremely excited.

Like all the Night Elves, Elder Mora possessed absolute loyalty to his race. Their only difference lay in their differing views on the race's future. Though he had left the Night Elves, he constantly worried about his people, his lifelong wish being to prove his beliefs correct.

Unfortunately, no creature can defy time. Elder Mora eventually succumbed to old age. However, his wish was passed down through his direct descendants, becoming the ultimate mission of their bloodline.

To this day, Elder Mora's bloodline has endured for countless generations, yet no one has dared to forget. They strive for this, actively searching for the Night Elves, attempting to fulfill Elder Mora's last wish and reconnect with their people. Unfortunately

, for many years the Night Elves have been constantly on the run, fleeing the pursuit of the High Elves, so even with their best efforts, Elder Mora's direct descendants have been unable to find their people.

As for the astonishment at this moment, Booker's was certainly no less than Yana's, perhaps even more profound.

He hadn't expected to meet a member of the Night Elf race so easily here, especially their only Holy Maiden!

Although Booker was excited, he remained cautious, revealing the difficult circumstances Elder Mora's people had faced over the years.

He looked up at Yana with utmost respect, yet a wary glint remained in his eyes as he glanced at Yanxuan and the others. "

They're alright," Yana said softly, understanding Booker's meaning. Booker

hesitated, then bowed to Yana with standard Night Elf etiquette, whispering, "Holy Maiden, please forgive me, this is hardly the place to express my respect..." Three stunningly beautiful women and a handsome male elf—such a combination would cause a sensation anywhere, guaranteeing a 200% head-turning rate. Especially with a human woman among the three beauties, it left passing elves speechless. The Great Elves have always been renowned for their beauty, believing themselves to be far superior to humans. But now, a human woman standing before them, whose beauty rivals even their most beautiful women, has severely stung their arrogance. However, it is precisely because of this that Yan Xuan's existence becomes a source of satisfaction for their vanity! So what if humans have beautiful women? They're still conquered by the men of our Great Elf race!

It was this mindset that made passersby look at Yan Xuan with unusual friendliness, lacking the usual jealousy.

If they knew that Yan Xuan was accompanied by several other beautiful women, this friendliness would likely vanish instantly, and everyone would secretly curse him, wishing he were dead so they could take his place.

The streets of Giant Tree City were extremely wide, allowing the self-proclaimed elegant Great Elves to maintain their composure amidst the crowds.

Shops lined both sides of the streets, bustling with activity no less than the most prosperous cities in human territories.

However, since merchants had recently been restricted from entering, the specialty goods from human territories were mostly stockpiled items with little variety. Fortunately, the specialty goods from elven territories were just as exquisite and appealing, ensuring that Yan Xuan and his companions wouldn't leave empty-handed.

For the first time in their lives, Youhun and Yana, burdened with heavy fates, experienced the simple joy of shopping.

Encouraged by Yan Xuan and infected by Yingwu's laughter... They quickly joined Shadow Dance in the shopping spree, excitedly selecting their favorite items, forgetting everything else and enjoying this fleeting moment of happiness.

Yan Xuan watched his women shop with a smile, realizing that sometimes a man's happiness is simple: being able to buy a gift his beloved woman would like brings a strong sense of accomplishment.

As for the price, Yan Xuan was unsparing. He was no longer the slave in the Desire Tavern, but a great elf, and his attire naturally had to match his status. He needed to have plenty of gold coins on hand.

They continued shopping,

Yan Xuan naturally taking on the role of a laborer, his body laden with bags and packages, drawing envious glances from the passing elven women. In elven territories, there was still a degree of male chauvinism, and elegant elven gentlemen would never do something so undignified for their women.

As noon approached, the joy of shopping was gradually overwhelmed by exhaustion.

Shadow Dance began to lose her spirit, and Yana, the wandering soul, was no longer as excited as before, looking around aimlessly.

Yan Xuan considerately said, "Let's find a place to rest; it's almost lunchtime."

Shadow Dance hugged Yan Xuan's arm, saying in a childlike, spoiled tone, "You fatso, you're so good..."

Yan Xuan suddenly remembered Booker's matter, and a thought struck him. He said, "Shadow Dance, do you know where the most luxurious and largest restaurant in Giant Tree City is?" "

Of course I know. When my brother and I sneaked out of the palace..." Shadow Dance inadvertently mentioned her brother, her eyes reddening.

Yan Xuan quickly said, "Then take us there! Hmm... I've decided. I'll treat you to a good lunch!"

Shadow Dance didn't want her sadness to affect others, suppressing her tears and forcing a smile, saying, "You said it yourself! We won't hold back, not only will we not be lenient with our hands, but we also won't hold back with our words!"

Yan Xuan laughed, "Whoever holds back today, I'll teach her a lesson tonight!"

As they talked, they strolled along, until Shadow Dance called for a stop. Only then did Yan Xuan notice a three-story building in front of him, its sign reading "Laughing Restaurant."

As a seasoned restaurant staff member, Yan Xuan, with his professional eye, examined the restaurant and couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed. Its size was at best comparable to the Desire Restaurant.

"Tsk tsk… this is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Giant Tree City?

It's about the same size as the Desire Restaurant," Wandering Soul murmured. "

The feeling of five hundred and three restaurants

…"

Yana groaned, her body limp as she pressed against Yan Xuan, adjusting her position to make it easier for him to touch her.

After a moment's hesitation, Yana said, "That Booker is a member of the Night Elf race…

Ah?"

Shadow Dance exclaimed in surprise. She was already astonished by Yana's connection to Booker of the Temple of Nature, but now, hearing that Booker of the Temple of Nature was actually a Night Elf, she was even more incredulous!

Shadow Dance absolutely refused to believe that the Temple of Nature would harbor a Night Elf. This meant Booker was an imposter. But if he was an imposter, how could he have infiltrated the royal palace of the Giant Tree Elf Empire and won the hearts of the palace intrigue?

Yan Xuan was also quite surprised. His connection with the Night Elves was currently extremely close, yet he knew nothing about Elder Mora.

Yana recounted Elder Mora's story to Yan Xuan in detail, based on what she had heard, then gazed at him intently, clearly seeking her master's instructions.

Yan Xuan was taken aback. Had they fallen apart simply because of a disagreement?

Yet now, it seemed the Night Elves had already abandoned their former traditions and were subservient to him.

Of course, these were just thoughts in his mind; Yanxuan didn't want to hurt Yana's pride…

After a moment's hesitation, Yanxuan said, "That Booker isn't stupid. He should know he'll come looking for us here. We'll just keep an eye on him outside the window. Once he arrives, everything will be clear."

Yingwu remained silent, a hint of anger in her eyes. Booker was an imposter, and he acted so mysteriously. Yingwu began to suspect that Booker was responsible for her brother's current state.

Yanxuan, seeing Yingwu's expression, understood her thoughts. He didn't want the relationship Yingwu and Yana had just built to collapse completely because of this, or even worse. "

My little princess. Once Booker arrives, everything will be clear! If he really caused it, that's a good thing! Would he dare disobey Yana? We'll have Yana order him to heal your brother. If he doesn't, at least we'll know the source, and I'll do everything to your satisfaction." Yanxuan said softly.

Yingwu's expression softened slightly.

Upon reflection, she realized Yanxuan's words made sense. If they had been kept in the dark, her brother's death would have been inexplicable. Now, at least the cause had been found, which meant there would always be a solution.

Yingwu began to anticipate Booker's arrival, looking at Yanxuan beside her, filled with confidence in her brother's safety.

A moment later, footsteps approached, followed by the enticing aroma of food, making Yanxuan and the others' mouths water and their stomachs rumble.

They all looked expectantly at the entrance to the private room, wondering what kind of dishes could emit such a fragrance. "

Your Highness, have you been waiting long?" Old Man Asu's friendly voice came in, followed by him carrying a tray with several delicate side dishes.

Yingwu felt a little shy. She tried to sit up in Yanxuan's arms, but he held her tightly in his embrace. Helpless, Yingwu blushed and looked at Grandpa Asu, saying, "Grandpa Asu, I wasn't hungry when I arrived, but the aroma of your food has made my stomach rumble."

Grandpa Asu chuckled, "Grandpa, are you that hungry?"

Yingwu replied, "If you don't believe me, ask them. Hmph, didn't you see their eyes widen? Hehe, they're probably practically drooling."

Grandpa Asu had already noticed the unusual relationship between Yingwu and Yanxuan, but seeing them so intimately unaware of others only reinforced his suspicions. He couldn't help but glance at this future prince consort a few more times.

Youhun stepped forward to help Grandpa Asu set the dishes on the table. Anyone would feel a sense of warmth towards such a kind old man, let alone Youhun, an orphan.

Her diligence naturally earned Grandpa Asu's praise.

The dishes were exquisitely prepared, truly a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate; just looking at them made one's mouth water, as Yingwu had said.

Yingwu had intended to politely invite Elder Asu to dine with them, but remembering they had other matters to attend to, she hesitated and remained silent.

Elder Asu, being perceptive, exchanged a few casual pleasantries before leaving the private room.

Yanxuan chuckled, "My little princess, you seem quite familiar with him."

Yingwu pouted, "Of course! Grandpa Asu was my grandfather's former bodyguard. After my grandfather passed away, my father wanted to bestow upon him an official title, but he refused, saying he had been busy his whole life and should do something he enjoyed. That's why he opened this restaurant. I'm not bragging, Grandpa Asu is absolutely the best chef in Giant Tree City."

Her words had barely faded when her eyes widened.

While she was speaking, Yanxuan had lost patience for her tales, unable to resist the allure of the delicious food, and rushed to the table to satisfy his hunger.

Although Youhun and Yana weren't as boorish as Yanxuan, they couldn't wait to start tasting.

Yingwu stomped her foot and rushed forward with a coquettish cry.

Under Yanxuan's lead, these beauties seemed to be infected as well, each one losing some of their reserve. Hmm... this feeling is good. It seems someone once said that things stolen are the most delicious, and this kind of fighting for it has a special intimate atmosphere.

504 Interrogating

Yana now displayed absolute authority, completely different from how she was in front of Yanxuan. She nodded slightly and asked, "What generation are you?"

Booker replied, "Counting from Elder Mora, I'm already the seventh generation."

Yana pointed to the chair next to Booker and said, "Sit down." "

Thank you, Your Highness." Booker turned and sat down.

Yana stared at Booker and said, "I need an explanation, an explanation of your actions in the Giant Tree Empire's royal palace."

Booker turned and glanced at Yanxuan and the others, some doubt in his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"Are you defying my orders?! You should know that the life of any Night Elf is to be taken at the whim of the Death Spider Queen!"

Booker's body trembled violently. He looked up at Booker and said, "Your Highness, I dare not disobey your orders, but this matter is of utmost importance!"

Booker's expression softened slightly. "It's alright, there are no outsiders here. Just speak."

Yanxuan was puzzled by Booker's attitude. One would expect Booker to be more polite upon reuniting with a long-lost member of his race, but Booker showed no respect whatsoever, appearing quite cold.

Yanxuan, however, was misunderstanding Booker's behavior. He was confusing her attitude towards him with her attitude towards others. It seemed that Booker was only ever so docile and cat-like towards him; her attitude towards others was entirely different. The Night Elf Saintess, who inherited the power of the Death Spider Queen, has always been a transcendent being. Moreover, Yana deliberately wanted to give Booker a hard time, especially since Elder Mora's faction had been absent for too long. She wanted to test whether Booker's attitude was genuine respect or feigned. "

Your Highness, my ancestor, Elder Mora, left the tribe in a fit of anger, and even on his deathbed, he harbored resentment..." Booker unexpectedly encountered the Night Elf Saintess, and her attitude towards him seemed rather unfriendly, making him slightly nervous and unsure where to begin. He only wanted to explain things in the most detail possible to satisfy the Saintess.

Yana waved her hand, interrupting Booker, and frowned, saying, "Let's talk about these things later. Right now, I just want to know how you got into the Giant Tree Elf Empire's palace, and what your purpose was."

Booker paused, then forced a smile and said, "I entered the palace posing as someone from the Elf Temple. My purpose is to blackmail the King." "A coup..."

Shadow Dance suddenly cried out in alarm. She rushed to Booker, grabbed his collar, and shouted, "My brother, did you do that?!"

With Yana nearby, even though Shadow Dance's actions were a bit excessive, Booker dared not act rashly and could only look at Yana with a wry smile.

Yan Xuan stood up and walked to Shadow Dance's side, gently embracing her and whispering, "My little princess, don't get agitated, let him finish." "Don't worry! I'll take care of everything!"

"You...you have to help me..." Shadow Dance, like a wronged child, turned her head and looked at Yan Xuan with teary eyes.

Yan Xuan felt a pang of heartache, a sharp, cold glint flashing in his eyes, which he deliberately made sure Booker saw, before coldly saying, "My little princess. Don't worry. Anyone who dares to bully you, I'll take their life!" He glanced coldly at Booker, then carried Shadow Dance back.

To be fair, Booker's abilities, even if not as good as Yan Xuan's, weren't far off; after all, he was one of the current elders of the Night Elf race.

However, Yan Xuan's icy gaze sent a shiver down his spine, as if he had encountered his nemesis.

This was likely thanks to Yana; Yan Xuan carried Yana's aura and some of the Death Spider Queen's energy. The Death Spider Queen's energy was a divine skill to any member of the Night Elf race, inspiring instinctive fear. "

How did you impersonate someone from the Temple of Nature?" Yan Xuan asked in a deep voice. This was the question he was most curious about. Everyone knew the Temple of Nature was the place of worship for the Great Elves, completely at odds with the Night Elves. While Booker's concealment abilities might fool ordinary Great Elves, they were likely to be exposed by the experts within the Temple of Nature.

Not only Yanxuan was curious, but Yana and Yingwu were also extremely curious. Youhun was an exception, as she didn't know much about the Temple of Nature and the Night Elves.

Booker looked at Yanxuan with suspicion, wondering about his identity. That morning, he had seen the Holy Maiden seem to listen to him at the palace, and Booker's suspicions were no less than Yanxuan's. "

I'm asking you a question," Yana said.

Booker smiled bitterly to himself. Sigh... He was an elder, yet he was being interrogated like a prisoner. What could he do? He had encountered the Holy Maiden. Elder Mora had cursed his descendants before his death. Even if Elder Mora's lineage left the Night Elves, they were not allowed to betray them. Everything they did was for the benefit of the entire Night Elf race, and their dying wish was for Elder Mora's lineage to return to the tribe.

"Reporting to Your Highness," Booker said, "it is indeed very difficult, even impossible, for us Night Elves to impersonate people from the Temple of Nature. However, with help, it's not impossible."

"Help? Who could help with that?" Yana asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, Yanxuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Recalling Booker's behavior that morning, he blurted out, "Duke Os!"

Booker's body trembled, and he looked at Yanxuan in astonishment. His behavior had already told everyone that Yanxuan was right. "

Heavens! How could this be!" Shadow Dance exclaimed. Booker's impersonation of someone from the Temple of Nature to enter the palace was clearly not well-intentioned, but the one who helped him do such a heinous thing was actually her kindest uncle, Duke Os! "You're spreading rumors!" Shadow Dance said angrily, her pretty face turning deathly pale. " Duke Os and Prince

Silver

Eagle promised that once their goals are achieved, they will give our Night Elves a rich land for us to live on!" Booker said this calmly. He felt he had done nothing wrong; everything was for the sake of the tribe.

"The Silver Eagle Prince?" Yanxuan exclaimed in surprise. "The Silver Eagle Prince of the Garo Empire?"

Yana was also astonished and asked, "How did you get involved with the Silver Eagle Prince of the Garo Empire again?"

Booker said, "Your Highness, do you know about Elder Mora's opinion back then?"

Yana nodded and said, "I know."

"After leaving our tribe, our lineage embarked on a long journey, searching for a powerful force to rely on and achieve our goals… Eventually, we ended up in the human-controlled Garo Empire…" Booker recounted

in detail the hardships the Mora lineage endured after leaving the tribe, their longing for their people, and their determination to change their fate… Finally, he mentioned that by chance, the Mora lineage decided to submit to the Garo Empire. "

For many years, we have served the Garo Empire's royal family, and they have provided us with a comfortable life. During this time, we have never given up searching for our people…" Booker said softly. "

You have been serving the Garo Empire's royal family all this time? If so, there should have been no word of it." Yana asked doubtfully. Her doubt was justified; night elves were already a rare race, and if such a race were serving the royal family, it would have caused a huge uproar long ago. "

We are the shadows of the royal family; only the rulers and heirs know of our existence. They call us Shadow Assassins…" Booker said.

Then, Booker added, "We've been doing all sorts of clandestine tasks, like eliminating dissidents and assassinating important figures in rival nations."

Yana looked at Booker's expressionless face and felt a pang of sadness; her people had been used as tools by others for years—a deadly weapon. "

How did you get involved with Prince Silver Eagle?" Yanxuan asked.

Booker explained, "The Garo Empire was under the dictatorship of Queen Qing. The old emperor, bedridden for years, couldn't stop her violent autocracy. Prince Silver Eagle found us because he was the heir and one of our clients, so we helped him.

" Yanxuan asked doubtfully, "You mean...?" Prince Silver Eagle suddenly turned around. "You were the ones who defeated Queen Qing's regime?

" "Yes," Booker nodded. "We killed Queen Qing's loyal supporters and secretly helped Prince Silver Eagle. The condition was a fiefdom he promised."

Yanxuan scoffed, "Serving the royal family, getting a fiefdom isn't easy, is it? Why are you only promising it now?"

Booker sighed and said, "I hope our Night Elf territory will be on elven lands!"

Yanxuan's heart skipped a beat, connecting all of Booker's words. A thread gradually formed in his mind. He asked, "Are you saying that Prince Silver Eagle has already colluded with Duke Os?"

Booker nodded and said, "That's right. The two are cooperating. Prince Silver Eagle will first help Duke Os gain control of the Giant Tree Elf Empire. Once Duke Os becomes the king of the Giant Tree Elf Empire, they will cooperate. Prince Silver Eagle will lend Duke Os a powerful army of warriors, while Duke Os will provide the Garo Empire with a powerful army of mages! You know, these are precisely what both sides lack. Then, Prince Silver Eagle will unify the human territories, and Duke Os will become the ruler of the entire elven territory.

This is quite a clever scheme… With both sides working together so cunningly, it's actually possible that the plan will succeed. The only thing Yanxuan couldn't understand was, if Duke Os really carried out these conspiracies, how would the Temple of Nature react? Would the Temple of Nature just let them do this?"

Yan Xuan became increasingly confused. He really couldn't be bothered with such matters, but he had no choice; this concerned Ying Wu, and he couldn't stand idly by. He had to go all out. "

Can Purgatory be lifted?" Yan Xuan suddenly asked.

Booker paused, then nodded, but didn't reveal anything. Elder Mora's lineage had been lying low in the Garo Empire for many years, acting as someone else's tool, all for the sake of having a hiding place while waiting for an opportunity to gain the greatest benefit for the entire Night Elf race.

This was clearly a perfect opportunity!

The Night Elves harbored deep hatred for the Great Elves. Now, they could both torment the Great Elf royal family and achieve their own goals—a perfect win-win situation. Booker had no intention of giving up; he had even already decided to give his life for this plan. "

Then lift the Prince's Purgatory." Yan Xuan pleaded, out of consideration for Yana.

Booker hesitated for a moment, then shook his head without speaking. He had already discerned the close relationship between the elven man and the Holy Maiden. While wondering how his tribe's Holy Maiden could be involved with a High Elf, he also refused Yan Xuan's request.

A

surge of anger burned in Yan Xuan's chest. Since gaining immense power, Yan Xuan had never been so submissive in front of anyone, yet this was his first rejection.

Yan Xuan's face darkened, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Shadow Dance was his woman, but so was Yana. He couldn't bring himself to harm one woman for the sake of another. He had to find a way to resolve this perfectly.

Yan Xuan gestured to Yana, who walked to his side. "

You are the Holy Maiden of the Dark Elf race, can't you lift the Purgatory?" Yan Xuan asked softly.

Yana shook her head helplessly and said, "Master, Purgatory isn't a skill of our Night Elf race. They must have acquired the cultivation method somewhere else and learned it later. I can't help you."

Booker
's expression changed. He had considered all of Yanxuan's points, hadn't he?

But what could he do?

The only thing he could do was gamble everything. Even if he failed, at least he had tried, and he was prepared to die!

Yanxuan glanced at Booker and smiled, "That's just the first point. Think about it. Even if everything goes smoothly, and Duke Os successfully staged a coup and ruled the entire elven territory, would he really keep his promise and give you a fiefdom? You know the Great Elves have immense hatred for the Night Elves. If he gives you a fiefdom, let alone the Temple of Nature, would the people of the elven territory agree?"

Booker's facial muscles twitched a few times as he said, "Duke Os said he would rule the elven territories with an iron fist. Throughout history, the iron-fisted dictatorships have meant the people dared not question a monarch's decisions..."

Yan Xuan sneered, "You don't know Duke Os's character, do you? Look how cleverly he's disguised himself! Benevolent, kind, talented... He dared to launch a coup only because of his excellent reputation among the people and his good relationships with the powerful, right? You're just a tool. Don't think he'll lose his reputation and his vested interests with those powerful people because of a tool!"

Yan Xuan's words were cold and precise, each one piercing Booker's heart. These were the things he feared most, and the things most likely to happen.

The reason he was taking this gamble was simply because he had been lying low for too many years; he could no longer wait. An opportunity had presented itself, even with numerous dangers. He had to take the plunge. If he succeeded, he would become a legendary figure who changed the fate of the Night Elves, forever etched in their history. Even if he failed, he would be a tragic hero!

Booker's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably. His eyes were bloodshot, and his well-hidden night elf aura began to leak out due to his overwhelming emotions. "

I... what can I do? Do you think we're willing to be someone else's tools? We yearn to return to our tribe! We want to return to the embrace of the night elves! But we were the ones who left back then! If we go back like this, what face will we have? We can't wait any longer. This is our only chance, no matter the outcome. We want to try!" Booker said hoarsely.

Yanxuan suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter left everyone bewildered.

"It seems your fate is truly remarkable..." Yanxuan gazed at Booker and said, "You've met your Holy Maiden, so let your Holy Maiden announce that Elder Mora's lineage will immediately return to the Night Elf race... As for your plan, how about I replace it with a better, more complete one?" Yanxuan said in a deep voice.

Yana understood Yanxuan's meaning, walked to Yanxuan's side, and gazed at Booker, saying, "Elder Booker, you're overthinking things. You yearn to return to the tribe's embrace, and the tribe, too, longs to be whole again. Every member of the tribe is an inseparable part of the Night Elf race; without you, the Night Elf race will always be incomplete! Now, as the Holy Maiden of the Night Elf race, I announce: Elder Mora's lineage has returned!"

"Holy Maiden..." Booker's lips trembled violently. His long-cherished wish of so many years had been fulfilled at this moment, and Booker was too excited to speak. His eyes glistened with tears.

Yanxuan waved his hand and said, "A happy ending indeed!" "It seems Elder Booker won't be willing to abandon this plan unless I offer a better one," Yanxuan continued.

Then, Yanxuan added, "The Night Elves cannot be with the Great Elves. I imagine you'll be both surprised and curious when you see your Holy Maiden with us, won't you?"

Booker hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Yanxuan secretly circulated his Nine Yang Energy, using it to force out the remaining aura of the Death Spider Queen within him, enveloping Booker.

Booker visibly trembled, staring at Yanxuan in astonishment, immediately understanding the relationship between Yanxuan and Yana.

The Death Spider Queen's contract wasn't a secret among the Night Elf elders, and Booker knew it too, but he was puzzled as to how this elven man had formed such a contract with the Holy Maiden.

Despite his doubts, when he saw the sweet smile on Yana's face, he immediately understood.

He never expected that the Night Elf Holy Maiden would form a death contract with an outsider for the first time in history, and the other party was none other than their mortal enemy, the Great Elf.

Yan Xuan smiled and said, "Now you can trust me, and you know my relationship with your Holy Maiden, right?"

Booker stood up to bow, but Yan Xuan waved him off, saying, "My plan avoided all dangerous elements. You should know that this beautiful lady is Princess of the Giant Tree Elf Empire, right? And the reason you can threaten His Majesty the King now is simply because the King has such great affection for the princess."

Booker glanced at Shadow Dance and nodded; Yan Xuan was right.

Yan Xuan said, "Then I'll tell you now, the relationship between the princess and me is the same as the relationship between your Holy Maiden and me."

"Fate is a double-

edged sword," Yan Xuan nodded in deep agreement, "There's no way around it; now that we know, we won't let him succeed!" "Damn it..."

Yan Xuan then instructed, "Don't show anything unusual in front of Os; that guy is very sensitive. Shadow Dance, especially you.

" Shadow Dance nodded, "I know, I won't hold you back."

Yan Xuan stood up and laughed, "Not bad, not bad! Things are much more perfect than I imagined. Although it involves some complicated matters, I'm a man, who am I afraid of! Haha...

shameless!" Ying Wu covered her mouth and laughed.

You Hun and Yana also smiled at each other, their eyes filled with sweet satisfaction.

When Yan Xuan returned to Duke Os's mansion with the three beauties, it was already evening, long past dinner time.

However, the Duke's dining room was still brightly lit, filled with the aroma of food, and Duke Os was standing at the entrance, eagerly waiting.

Upon seeing Yan Xuan and the others enter the mansion, Duke Os hurriedly went to greet them, his refined face showing the anxiety of an elder: "Why are you only just returning?"

Normally, Yan Xuan might have thought this elder was quite nice, but now, when the mask of hypocrisy was torn off, revealing his insidious heart, Yan Xuan felt an uncontrollable disgust.

People who have been in the Desire Restaurant, their acting skills are truly exceptional.

Despite his inner contempt for Duke Os, Yan Xuan showed no sign of it outwardly, smiling as he said, "Giant Tree City is too bustling. We wandered around for

a while, and before we knew it, it was dark." Duke Os laughed heartily, saying, "It's not just a day. Take your time. I'll take you to a better place another day."

"Hey, what's wrong with our princess? Why does she look so pale?" Duke Os asked, looking at Ying Wu.

Ying Wu was too naive, her ability to feign incompetence was too poor, despite Yan Xuan's repeated admonitions. But facing Duke Os, the mastermind behind it all, she couldn't maintain her composure.

Yan Xuan quickly chuckled, saying, "Your Highness was scolded by His Majesty, and while shopping, she complained that I always bought her cheap things to appease her. What?! She's clearly taking out her anger from His Majesty on me!"

Ying Wu quickly composed herself, echoing Yan Xuan's words, her face full of grievance, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" "I just love that beaded necklace!"

Yingwu suppressed her disgust and walked to Duke Os's side. As usual, she took his arm and asked, "Uncle Os, what's wrong with my father? He just came back, and he's already scolding me like that. I already apologized for running away!"

With Yanxuan and Yingwu's help, the doubts in Duke Os's eyes disappeared, and he chuckled, "My princess, you're about to become someone else's wife, why are you still acting like a child? His Majesty's mood is probably affected by the prince's health, isn't it? What, you really like that beaded necklace? How about Uncle Os gives it to you?" "

No, I want him to give it to me! You stingy fellow!" Yingwu pouted and glared at Yanxuan.

Duke Os laughed heartily and said to Yanxuan, "See? You're the one who made our princess angry. Go buy that beaded necklace for her tomorrow. If you have any financial difficulties, feel free to borrow from me."

Yan Xuan nodded with a smile, secretly pleased. "Damn, this little panda's disguise isn't bad at all. Since Os has said so, I'll just treat him like a living bank for now…

Haven't you had dinner yet? Come in with me quickly," Duke Os said warmly.

To be honest, Yan Xuan and the others had no appetite; their minds were full of thoughts about going to the palace tomorrow.

However, at Yan Xuan's prompting, they all pretended to be very hungry and entered the dining room, even though the food was tasteless, they still feigned praise. "

I've already ordered dinner for the others to be sent to their rooms," Duke Os said.

Yan Xuan said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Your Highness. Hehe, I'm so embarrassed.

" Duke Os laughed, "Why are you being so polite with me? Yingwu is someone I've watched grow up since she was a child; in my heart, she's almost like my daughter." Hearing this, Yan Xuan and Yingwu almost vomited up all the food they had just stuffed into their stomachs, and could only mumble their thanks repeatedly. Amidst the tedium

of the temptations of 508 desires

, Lin Jiayi scrutinized Xu Jing, recalling the events in the cellar. A flame of desire gradually burned within her.

However, she had to suppress this thought, for the old carpenter was nearby.

Although Yanxuan had thoroughly awakened the darkness within Lin Jiayi, her sense of shame was limited to her presence in front of Yanxuan and Yana. With others present, even if she desired to do something, shame would prevent her from acting.

The old carpenter's face was gloomy, and a glint of black mist occasionally flashed in his eyes, making him appear incredibly eerie.

With him present, the atmosphere was oppressively heavy, and Lin Jiayi kept shifting in her chair, feeling uncomfortable no matter what.

Footsteps sounded.

A clear smile appeared on Lin Jiayi's pretty face; anyone who appeared to break the silence would be a source of joy for her.

A moment later, Yanxuan and Duchess Martha appeared at the door.

Yanxuan made a strange gesture to the old carpenter, who rose silently and walked out of the room like a puppet.

Seeing this, Xu Jing felt a pang of sorrow, her eyes sadly watching her father's retreating figure until he disappeared through the doorway.

Lin Jiayi, however, felt very happy. The old carpenter's departure brought her a sense of relief and clarity. She didn't know when it had started, but seeing Yanxuan had involuntarily made her feel excited. "

Master, you've arrived?" Lin Jiayi rose to greet Yan Xuan respectfully, her eyes darting back and forth to Duchess Martha behind him. Duchess Martha's mature beauty was equally alluring to Lin Jiayi. Lin Jiayi began to wonder. Was this woman a new favorite brought by her master, like Xu Jing, to be trained?

Yan Xuan nodded, then looked at Xu Jing, his eyes cold. "You don't seem to see me, do you?"

Xu Jing trembled violently. Forced by circumstances, she had no choice but to rise and say, "Master…"

Duchess Martha looked at Lin Jiayi and Xu Jing with astonishment, then at Yan Xuan with curiosity. She had to re-evaluate this man…

An elven man who had not only conquered the elven princess but also possessed such an outstanding human female slave was not only rare but practically unique.

Duchess Martha began to feel even more at ease with her indulgence the previous night. Such a charming man… He was undoubtedly the lover in every woman's heart, but not every woman could possess him, and Duchess Martha was precisely one of those women who had once had him.

Sometimes, such feelings could give a woman a sense of satisfaction, especially for a standard socialite like Duchess Martha, a woman who took pleasure in seducing men.

Yan Xuan casually sat down in the chair where Lin Jiayi had just been sitting, glanced at her, and then Lin Jiayi obediently stepped forward to gently massage Yan Xuan's shoulders.

Yan Xuan let out a long breath, his eyes half-closed in contentment. After gently patting Lin Jiayi's hand as encouragement, he began to observe Duchess Martha.

Duchess Martha's attire today was different from last night's. Last night's banquet was primarily about elegance and luxury, while today's purple gown was less formal and more casual. It lacked the elegance and luxury of last night, but possessed a unique, languid charm.

In terms of figure, Duchess Martha and Lin Jiayi were somewhat similar. Both were stunning beauties, tall and with ample breasts and hips. However, upon closer inspection, Lin Jiayi was slightly smaller than Duchess Martha, after all, this mature woman was already a mother.

Yan Xuan's gaze made Duchess Martha both excited and nervous.

Although the debauchery and madness in bed among the nobles of the Elven Empire were no less than that, and the scene of one emperor with multiple empresses was commonplace among the nobility

, Duchess Martha had never experienced any of this!

Don't forget, no matter how widespread her fame for beauty was, no matter how many men she had at her feet, she was still a duchess, and she had to maintain a certain aristocratic reserve.

She could sleep with a man she considered good, at least someone who satisfied her in terms of power and appearance, but she absolutely would not allow other women in bed. This should be considered a principle. In her mind, both her methods and power were far superior to those of other women, and she would not allow herself to enjoy sexual pleasure in bed on an equal footing with those women.

If it were just Yan Xuan and her alone, she might have already clung to him; after last night's passion, they were practically acquaintances.

But now, with two other women beside her, and Yan Xuan looking at her with such a wanton and unrestrained gaze, it was inevitable that she would feel a little nervous.

Could this man be...? Duchess Martha pondered. If Yan Xuan really made such a request, should she refuse or break her principles?

Yan Xuan was a rising star in the Giant Tree Elf Empire, a consensus already reached among the noblewomen.

Similarly, as a woman who had once indulged in passion with him, Duchess Martha knew even better that this man possessed a masculine abundance and unimaginable stamina unmatched by other elven men, especially his technique—just thinking about it made her lower abdomen heat up. "

Your Excellency, Duchess, you should explain your purpose," Yan Xuan said with a smile.

Duchess Martha snapped back to reality, feeling the sensations of her recent wild thoughts. Her face flushed crimson, making her appear even more alluring, causing Yan Xuan to swallow hard. "

Mr. Yan Xuan, I have a favor to ask of you..." Duchess Martha tentatively asked. "

What is it?" "Tell me," Yan Xuan readily agreed. "I'll do my best as long as it's within my power."

Duchess Martha said, "This is truly difficult to say. You know my son, Andre, he...

oh, I know, that handsome young man, hmm?" "What about him?" Yan Xuan asked, still feeling incredibly aroused thinking about how he had slept with that kid's slutty mother in front of Andre last night.

Even

though Duchess Martha wanted to gratify Yan Xuan physically, the presence of Lin Jiayi and Xu Jing prevented her from fully letting go, and her long-held principles prevented her from doing so. Although she didn't stop Yan Xuan from kneading her breasts, her body was noticeably stiff.

By this time, Yan Xuan was already a seasoned expert in the ways of the world, understanding women's bodies even better than women themselves.

The tautness at his fingertips immediately made him understand Duke Martha's intentions. He carefully observed that Duchess Martha's face was flushed with embarrassment, and her eyes kept glancing at Lin Jiayi and Xu Jing.

Yan Xuan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Perhaps this was a case of wanting to maintain a virtuous image while being a prostitute?

Damn it, who in Giant Tree City didn't know Duchess Martha's reputation for promiscuity? Yet, in this matter, she still maintained a damned sense of modesty.

In Yan Xuan's eyes, there were only two kinds of women: those he loved and those he didn't. There was no distinction based on status or position, so naturally, he wouldn't understand Duchess Martha's thoughts.

After a moment's hesitation, Yan Xuan laughed and withdrew his hand. The previous probing had made Duchess Martha's neckline open even wider, revealing a deep cleavage.

Yan Xuan smiled at the puzzled Duchess Martha, turned and sat back down in his chair, saying, "Princess Lin Jiayi, this Duchess seems to need you to teach her how to completely please a man!"

"Princess?" Duchess Martha's body trembled, staring at Lin Jiayi in disbelief.

Good heavens!

Is this beautiful woman really a princess? Duchess Martha simply couldn't believe it.

Yan Xuan looked at Duchess Martha and smiled somewhat contemptuously, saying, "Respected Duchess, if you think the title of Duchess is very high, then you are very wrong. At least, by my side, even the female slaves are no less than you, and even much higher!"

At this moment, Lin Jiayi was already kneeling obediently in front of Yan Xuan, unbuttoning his trousers. Yan Xuan slipped his hand into Lin Jiayi's collar, kneading her large, full breasts, while saying to Duchess Martha, "This is my favorite female slave. Even her status is that of a princess of the Human Empire. Do you think your status is higher than hers?" "

Before my master," Lin Jiayi whispered, "I am merely my master's obedient female slave."

Xu Jing watched Lin Jiayi's actions from the side, secretly despising her, but she had to admit that Lin Jiayi was a very clever woman.

If Yan Xuan had summoned her instead of Lin Jiayi, she probably would have been just as obedient.

Lin Jiayi gently kneaded Yan Xuan's crotch while tenderly unbuttoning his trousers. Yan Xuan slightly raised his buttocks to make it easier for Lin Jiayi to pull his trousers down.

When his trousers were pulled down to his knees, his lower body wasn't very erect, which gave Lin Jiayi an opportunity to please him. She gently stroked it, sticking out her tongue and licking it incessantly.

Duchess Martha, watching from the side, was completely stunned!

She had done similar things before, but she couldn't imagine a princess doing such a thing in front of others.

Could Princess Shadow Dance do this too?

With Lin Jiayi's superb oral skills, Yan Xuan's lower body slowly rose and hardened. The enormous size made Duchess Martha's heart tremble. Lin Jiayi

opened her small mouth and slowly took the large tip into her mouth, teasing it with her small hand. She kept swallowing and spitting...

"So good..." Yan Xuan let out a satisfied groan, placed his hand on the back of Lin Jiayi's head, and said admiringly, "Lin Jiayi, your oral skills are getting better and better...

woo woo... as long as Master likes it..." Lin Jiayi said indistinctly, then swallowed and spit even more vigorously. "

Xu Jing, come here..." Yan Xuan said, waving his hand.

Xu Jing hesitated for a moment, then helplessly approached Yan Xuan. Like a lamb, what ability or courage did she have to resist this wolf? "

Unbutton your clothes, let me see if your breasts have gotten any bigger lately," Yan Xuan commanded crudely.

Xu Jing slowly unbuttoned her clothes, and her full, round breasts sprang out like rabbits, the pink nipples sparkling like two jewels in the dim light. Even Duchess Martha, being a woman, couldn't help but blush. "

Hmm? Why do they seem a little smaller? Is it because I haven't been massaging them lately?" Yan Xuan's large hand grabbed one of Xu Jing's breasts and kneaded it forcefully. Due to the excessive force, Xu Jing couldn't help but frown. "

What? Are you uncomfortable?" Yan Xuan raised an eyebrow and glanced at Xu Jing.

Xu Jing gasped, whispering, "No, no..."

Yan Xuan nodded in satisfaction, continuing to knead and play with her. His heart remained unmoved by Xu Jing; the thought of almost being killed by this woman chilled him to the bone.

Yan Xuan pulled hard, and Xu Jing cried out in pain, her body lurching forward, landing right in Yan Xuan's arms.

Holding Xu Jing, Yan Xuan opened his mouth to enjoy her alluring little cherry, but compared to his earlier kneading, this time it was much gentler.

Xu Jing couldn't help but groan; this sensation, sometimes like hell, sometimes like heaven, gave her a strange kind of pleasure.

Duchess Martha stared, somewhat stunned. This man was so blatantly lewd in front of her, even giving her a look of encouragement.

Undeniably, watching Yan Xuan's enormous member being swallowed and thrust in Lin Jiayi's mouth, Duchess Martha's body went limp, and her breathing became rapid. Yan Xuan,

the five hundred and ten female slaves

, exerted no effort, letting Lin Jiayi enjoy herself at his mercy, while his hands freely fondled Xu Jing's full breasts. The feeling was simply too wonderful; effortless physical pleasure was something few could experience. Under

Yan Xuan's skillful kneading, Xu Jing felt her body becoming increasingly strange. She wasn't unfamiliar with this feeling, and from her previous experiences, she knew that if this feeling were to flare up, it would completely overwhelm her reason, making her no different from Lin Jiayi now.

"Mmm..."

Xu Jing let out a soft moan, her hands gripping the chair tightly to control her body.

She always felt that although she had been defiled by the devil, she still had dignity. She was better than Lin Jiayi; that vile woman had already fallen to the core.

Perhaps this was the proverb "a crow landing on a pig"?

Or perhaps it was a way of self-comfort?

No matter what Xu Jing thought, in Yan Xuan's eyes, she would eventually become like Lin Jiayi. Yan Xuan even wanted to train her to be even more lewd than Lin Jiayi.

"Duchess Martha, why is your face so red?" Yan Xuan teased Duchess Martha. "

Oh, my little slave girl, sit down a little lower, a little deeper, wouldn't that be better? Don't you want your master to fuck you hard, to thrust to the deepest point?" Yan Xuan gently patted Lin Jiayi's back and said.

Then, Yan Xuan said to Xu Jing, "Xu Jing, don't you want to help Lin Jiayi? To make her happier? Go, go to the front and properly serve Lin Jiayi's big breasts. Hmm, I think you're already very familiar with this, aren't you?"

Xu Jing left Yan Xuan's side helplessly. She walked up to Lin Jiayi, grasping her trembling breasts and occasionally licking her cherry-like nipples with her tongue. Just as Yanxuan had said, she was all too familiar with these actions, having done them countless times during Lin Jiayi's training in the cellar.

Oh…so good…mmm…

With Xu Jing's help, Lin Jiayi felt even more wonderful, pleasure surging through every cell of her body. She moved up and down forcefully, her hands reaching out to grab Xu Jing's breasts and kneading them hard.

Duchess Martha was completely dumbfounded…

her body felt limp, as if boneless, and she could clearly feel it herself. Love fluid gushed from her lower body, slowly flowing down her thighs.

She grabbed the corner of the table beside her, afraid she would collapse to the ground and embarrass herself on the spot.

Duchess Martha's beautiful face flushed crimson, her breathing noticeably rapid. She knew that despite her best efforts to control herself, she was losing control. She tried to look away, but her gaze remained fixed on the passionate scene of lovemaking, as if she were frozen in place. Her breathing grew heavier. Her legs rubbed together beneath her skirt, the movements subtle, yet the form-fitting nature of the silk dress made them unmistakable. Yan Xuan smiled, his words

alluring : "Duchess Martha, wouldn't you like to join our game?" These words filled Duchess Martha with immense inner conflict. She wanted to! She desperately wanted to! But her legs were too weak to obey her; she was prepared to break her principles. Why didn't this seductive man take the initiative and pull her into the fray? Yan Xuan only tempted her with words, offering no intention of rising to meet her. He continued to seduce Duchess Martha with vulgar and explicit words, while simultaneously stimulating her eyes and arousing her increasingly intense lust with more vigorous physical activity. After a moment, Yanxuan simply stood up, pressed Lin Jiayi's body down, and forcefully thrust into her, gripping her slender waist with both hands.

"Mmm...

Five hundred and eleven, keep acting to the end

, my dear slave girl. Your little mouth satisfies me very much, so, work even harder and prepare to swallow the reward your master gives you..." Yan Xuan said lewdly, his hand on Duchess Martha's head.

Then, his hand began to exert slight force, and his lower body began to thrust forward...

Ugh...

Duchess Martha gagged at Yan Xuan's sudden attack, but she slowly got used to it. She wasn't a novice, but an expert in bed, and these techniques were already extremely proficient.

Yan Xuan's strength increased, each thrust reaching Duchess Martha's throat.

Duchess Martha also tried her best to respond, wishing she could use all her techniques to satisfy Yan Xuan.

Gradually, Yan Xuan's breathing became rapid, and his movements became more exaggerated.

After thrusting dozens of times, Yan Xuan let out a muffled groan and ejaculated a large amount of semen.

At that very moment, Duchess Martha suddenly hugged Yanxuan's buttocks tightly, forcefully swallowing him, allowing the tip of his erect penis to fully enjoy the movement of her throat, and swallowing all of Yanxuan's ejaculated semen.

Comfortable!

Exhilarating!

With Duchess Martha, Yanxuan fully experienced the beauty of a mature woman, something the women around him couldn't do.

A moment later, after Duchess Martha had swallowed all of Yanxuan's semen, she released her now-softening erection, looked up at Yanxuan with pity, licked the semen from her lips with her fragrant tongue, and then lowered her head to lick Yanxuan's genitals again…

A beauty… All of Yanxuan's praise for Duchess Martha was embodied in these three words.

This was different from last night, when it was merely pure physical pleasure. He had been somewhat impatient because of Andre's appearance.

But today was different. With plenty of time to spare, everything proceeded smoothly from prelude to conclusion, showcasing all the beauty.

Yan Xuan's desires were satisfied, but Duchess Martha was not. While serving Yan Xuan, she looked at him with almost pleading, lustful eyes.

Yan Xuan, however, had no desire for another round. He and Duchess Martha had already wasted a considerable amount of time here, and if they went back, who knew how Yingwu and the others would question them?

Compared to Yingwu, Yana, and Youhun, these three women were merely playthings to Yan Xuan.

He would never neglect his most beloved women for the sake of playthings.

Yan Xuan chuckled and pushed Duchess Martha away. Then, after adjusting his trousers, he said, "My slave girl, rewards aren't given out anytime. It depends on your performance..."

Duchess Martha pleaded, "Master, give it to me..."

Yan Xuan looked down and saw a palm-sized black mark on the front of her thin purple silk dress, secretly marveling at how much water this woman had...

Yan Xuan smiled and said, "Want some? Sure, then you can stay here and enjoy yourself."

Then, Yan Xuan turned to look at Xu Jing, his gaze making Xu Jing panic. Yan Xuan said, "Xu Jing, she's in your hands now. Satisfy her well. You seem to be quite good at this, don't you,

Lin Jiayi?" "Keep a close eye on Xu Jing. If she doesn't do it right, I don't mind how you punish her! Of course, if my slave girl Martha doesn't get her satisfaction, you'll be the one punished." Yan Xuan said coldly.

Lin Jiayi had regained some strength, but was still limp on the ground. Hearing Yan Xuan's command, she nodded slightly. "Yes, Master, please rest assured..."

Yan Xuan lifted Duchess Martha from the ground, kissing her earlobe and saying, "Enjoy yourself. By the way, let me teach you how to serve your master in the future. Duchess Martha, I remind you again, from now on you are my slave girl, and I am your master! And I only want my slave girl to serve me alone, and to be absolutely loyal. If you do well, you will receive unexpected benefits. If you don't... hehe... I don't need to remind you of the consequences, do I? You don't want that day to come, do you? I don't want it either!"

After saying that, Yan Xuan turned and left the room. Under Lin Jiayi's cold gaze, Xu Jing reluctantly walked towards Duchess Martha...

Morning.

The enlightened older brother

Yan Xuan said with some surprise, "Since you haven't recovered, just continue to rest. Anyway, I'm used to you old lecher pretending to be dead all the time!"

"You brat, your words are too hurtful to this old man. Was I faking my death? Let me tell you, you can't comprehend the powerful corrosive force of Purgatory on the soul. I can't help but tremble when I sense this aura!" Da Nian-Zhang said with lingering fear.

Yan Xuan chuckled and said, "Old lecher, you said it yourself, didn't you? Hehe... Finally found something you're afraid of. I'll learn Purgatory magic from Booker later. If you dare to challenge me again, I'll teach you a lesson with Purgatory!"

Da Nian-Zhang laughed loudly, "You can brag, but you don't have any magic power at all. Don't even mention such complex dark magic, you can't even master the most ordinary magic. Kid, you're not quite there yet to scare this old man!"

Yan Xuan grinned wickedly, "Yeah, I don't have any magic power at all, old lecher. Don't forget, Wandering Soul is skilled in necromancy... Tsk tsk... My precious woman will definitely listen to me..."

Da Nian-Zhang's voice immediately softened, "Kid, you... you're just kidding, right?"

Kidding? Yan Xuan snorted and said, "We'll see how you perform in the future."

"Kid, hehe...do we still need those things?" "Sigh...we've already built such a deep friendship..." Da Nian-Zhang said somewhat ingratiatingly. Yan Xuan laughed heartily. He was just teasing this old lecher. He'd already heard that Purgatory Magic was only used to harm people and had no offensive power. He wouldn't let his woman go through the trouble of creating such trash. Besides, with Booker cultivating, isn't it the same?

In the short time that Yan Xuan and Da Nian-Zhang were playfully teasing each other using their consciousness,

Booker's Purgatory Magic was nearing its end. A gray aura slowly appeared on the prince's body, like a thread being pulled out, and was then absorbed by Booker. The prince's complexion gradually regained some color, and his breathing became heavy.

Seeing this, Di Yingwu, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but cry tears of joy.

Yanxuan walked to Yingwu's side, gently put his arm around her shoulder, and said, "My little princess, you must control your emotions, be careful not to let outsiders notice."

Yingwu looked at Yanxuan with teary eyes, nodded, and walked to the bedside. She knelt down and whispered in the prince's ear, "Brother, you can hear me now, can't you? Someone is saving you now, and you'll be fully recovered soon. But you must remember, lie down and don't move! Listen to me, okay? If you can hear me, move your fingers."

After a moment, the prince's fingers twitched slightly, and Yingwu immediately grabbed his hand tightly with joy.

When the gray aura on the prince's body disappeared, Booker stopped the strange chanting.

Only then did Yanxuan realize the danger of Purgatory Magic. No wonder the wandering spirit said that few people practiced this kind of magic. Not to mention the prince being tortured to such an extent, even Booker, who used the magic, was trembling. His face was as white as a sheet.

The prince's body twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes a crack, looking at Yingwu with immense surprise. However, because of Yingwu's earlier reminder, his movements were very small and could only be seen by those around him.

"Brother... Shadow Dance is back." Shadow Dance tightly grasped the prince's hand, crying as she spoke.

The prince said in a very soft voice, "My sister, you're finally back. Father, we missed you so much..."

Yan Xuan didn't want Shadow Dance to linger too long, after all, there was plenty of time in the future, but time was short now, and every careless move could reveal a flaw.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Xuan approached Shadow Dance, gently patted her shoulder, and said, "Shadow Dance, there's plenty of time in the future. Now, quickly tell your brother the important matter..."

The prince looked at Yan Xuan with surprise. This man was so close to his sister; he hadn't expected that the child from before had truly grown into a young woman.

Shadow Dance said, "Brother, this... this is my future husband, his name is Yan Xuan."

Then, she said to Yan Xuan, "This is my brother, Prince Linton."

Yan Xuan smiled politely. This brother-in-law looked quite handsome, and his face was very kind. It seemed that Shadow Dance was right.

Given the circumstances, Prince Linton couldn't rise and could only nod slightly to Yanxuan.

Following Yanxuan's instructions, Yingwu quickly told Prince Linton everything: Duke Os's conspiracy, Prince Silver Eagle's intervention—all of this shocked Prince Linton. Like Yingwu, he had never imagined that his kind uncle harbored such ambition. When the

Dark Elves were mentioned, Prince Linton hesitated. Although he was relatively open-minded, this was no small matter, especially considering the deep-seated hostility instilled in him by the Arche Elves from childhood.

However, he didn't object. His beloved sister's plea, coupled with the fact that he wouldn't have known about Duke Os's conspiracy without the Dark Elves, meant he had to repay that debt.

Moreover, Prince Linton was inherently unambitious. The throne, a coveted prize for others, was a burden to him. He had long desired his sister to ascend the throne while he pursued his own interests.

Now that Shadow Dance has clearly interfered in politics, Prince Linton is more inclined to guide her slowly, which will make things easier for him. "Let's do

everything according to your decision," Prince Linton said softly.

Shadow Dance was overjoyed, turning to look at Yan Xuan with a look that clearly showed off how open-minded her brother was.

Yan Xuan smiled and nodded to Booker and Yana. Booker,

slumped in the corner, had an excited glint in his eyes; everything had gone surprisingly smoothly. However, he understood that without Yan Xuan's mediation, none of this would have happened. Even though Yana was very careful, the aura of the Death Spider Queen's energy still couldn't escape the detection of the crystal ball in the

main

hall of the Temple of Nature.

In the elven territories, the capitals of the three great empires had long ago been equipped with a massive magic array by the Temple of Nature. Firstly, it was to regulate the temperature for plant growth; secondly, it served a detection purpose, in case the Night Elves infiltrated the capitals and caused trouble.

Inside the main hall of the Temple of Nature,

Saintess Xue Ran remained as breathtakingly beautiful as ever. Her exquisitely pretty face held a serene composure, radiating a holy aura that inspired reverence.

She silently gazed at the shimmering crystal ball, the size of a head, resting at the feet of the Goddess of Nature.

Beside her stood three elderly elves with white beards almost reaching their feet, clad in snow-white robes. They were the three high priests of the Temple of Nature: Light, Water, and Earth!

The three priests understood the information displayed by the crystal ball, yet none spoke, awaiting Saintess Xue Ran's opinion.

For some reason, recently, at meetings concerning the Night Elves, Saintess Xue Ran had behaved differently than before. She rarely offered her opinions, and when she did, they were often astonishing.

For instance, on one occasion, Saintess Xue Ran held up an ancient parchment touting that the Great Elves and the Night Elves were of the same origin ten thousand years ago.

Praise to the Goddess of Nature!

How could this be?

How could the elegant and noble High Elves share the same origin as those cruel and lowly Night Elves?

Although everyone knew this possibility was highly likely—because the Holy Maiden's lineage not only inherited the energy of the Goddess of Nature but also the crystallized wisdom of successive Holy Maidens, a gate of knowledge accessible only to the Holy Maiden—

in the past ten thousand years, which Holy Maiden had ever uttered such a statement?

Every time they pursued those heretics among the Night Elves, each Holy Maiden had relentlessly advocated for the complete extermination of these heretics!

The three priests exchanged glances, then looked together at Holy Maiden Xue Ran. They hoped that Xue Ran's previous words were merely out of a seriousness about knowledge, and not for any other purpose.

If that were the case, the three priests could only exercise their ultimate right as priests: to restrain the Holy Maiden and begin searching for the next Holy Maiden.

Holy Maiden Xue Ran remained silent, her exquisite face devoid of any emotional fluctuation. Her clear eyes shone with wisdom, making it impossible to fathom her thoughts.

The Light Priest, finally unable to contain himself any longer, exclaimed, "The heretics have actually infiltrated the Giant Tree Elf Empire! Goddess of Nature, do those heretics intend to cause some kind of destruction? We should truly obey your decree and exterminate them all. We must not give them any chance to breathe!"

The Light Priest broke the tense atmosphere. The Water and Earth Priests immediately echoed his sentiments and began to inquire of the Holy Maiden Xue Ran, "Your Highness, the heretics have entered our elven territory. Let me lead some Nature Archers to Giant Tree City to find and completely annihilate them!" the Water Priest said in a deep voice.

Xue Ran turned to look at them and suddenly said, "I will go myself. Since the heretics have entered our territory, they must be completely annihilated. We cannot allow them to do anything that violates the laws of the Goddess of Nature!"

Her meaning was very clear!

The Light, Water, and Earth Priests couldn't help but show their joy. It seems, as they predicted, that the shocking words spoken by Saintess Xue Ran earlier were merely a momentary curiosity about knowledge; her true intention remained to uphold her duty of eradicating heresy.

The Earth Priest smiled and said, "Your Highness, how could such a small matter trouble you? Leave it to us. We will convey your will perfectly." Saintess

Xue Ran smiled and shook her head, saying, "It's good to take this opportunity to visit the Giant Tree Elf Empire. I wonder if there's any news about that runaway candidate for Saintess. Heh, I'm curious, why would she choose to give up the position of Saintess?"

"Yes, yes, she actually gave up such great honor! If it weren't for your mercy, the entire royal family would have suffered punishment from our Temple of Nature!" said the Light Priest.

Saintess Xue Ran smiled, not responding directly, but turning back to face the statue of the Goddess of Nature, saying, "Go and prepare; I'm departing for Giant Tree City tomorrow." As the three priests of light, water, and earth departed, a wise glint flashed in the eyes of the Holy Maiden Xue Ran. She murmured, "Great Goddess of Nature, please forgive your most faithful follower, Xue Ran, for now resorting to trickery… I only desire peace…"

In Giant Tree City, Yan Xuan encountered something that greatly excited him.

Shortly after leading Yana, Shadow Dance, and Wandering Soul away from the palace, on the most bustling street, Andri, dressed in a white elven mage's robe, solemnly blocked Yan Xuan's path, accompanied by several of his mischievous friends. "

I challenge you to a duel!" Andri said, making a strange gesture.

Yanxuan was excited because he had only seen such gentlemanly duels in television and movies in his previous life; the victor was very glamorous. At this moment, Yanxuan was worried about what would make him famous in Giant Tree City, and now the opportunity had arrived. Although Duchess Martha had mentioned Andre's desire for revenge, she hadn't expected it to happen so quickly. "

That's the dueling gesture between nobles, a fight to the death..." Yingwu whispered to Yanxuan. "

Five hundred and fourteen, please spare me,"

Yingwu said. "We went to the temple together to learn magic when we were young, hmph, but this princess has no interest in that stuff and is too lazy to learn."

As she spoke, everyone had entered the center of the square.

A steady stream of people followed, and some nobles who had heard the news also came to watch the duel.

At this moment, Duchess Martha ran over in a panicked manner, her steps somewhat unsteady. She guessed that Lin Jiayi and Xu Jing must have given her a hard time last night. "

Oh, Your Excellency Duchess Martha, your information network is truly impressive." "Yanxuan said with a smile.

Duchess Martha said nervously, 'Sir... please don't forget your promise.'

Yanxuan said, 'Of course I won't forget, please rest assured.'

As he said this, Yanxuan thought to himself, 'Damn it, I promised, but if it comes to a desperate situation, I can't care about anything else; my own safety is the most important thing!'

'Andrei, what is your mother saying to that bastard?' Hillary asked with amusement.

Andrei's face turned red with anger. At this crucial moment of duel, instead of cheering him on, his mother went to that bastard and said something, which he found unacceptable.

Andrei snorted coldly and began chanting a spell. After casting a simple drift spell, he levitated, his white robe fluttering, looking rather ethereal and elegant, drawing cheers from the surrounding young ladies and noblewomen. '

Come on, let's begin!' Andrei shouted angrily."

Yan Xuan glanced at Duchess Martha and chuckled, "I have to go now, or your son will get anxious."

With that, Yan Xuan strode towards Andre.

As he approached, Yan Xuan looked up at Andre in mid-air and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. "What an idiot! In a life-or-death duel like this, he's still trying to look cool? So what if you're in mid-air? My basic knightly code isn't something to be trifled with. I'll whip up a spear with Nine Yang Energy in a minute. Then I'll skewer you and roast you like lamb!"

Just as Shadow Dance had said, this duel location was carefully chosen by Andre. It had an endless water source, a perfect battleground for water mages. Using water magic would not only conserve mana but also be more powerful.

Andre looked down at Yan Xuan, his hand reaching into his robes to use the Death Scroll to bolster his courage. There was no other way. In the garden of Duke Os's mansion, Yan Xuan had instilled such fear in Andrei that, facing this unimaginably powerful opponent, the only trump card was this Death Scroll. "

What are you waiting for?" Yan Xuan looked up at Andrei and laughed mockingly.

Andrei's face turned red with anger, and he began to chant a spell: "Endless water element, please give me endless magic power... Water Tornado!"

Yan Xuan was taking a huge risk. If he simply wanted to defeat Andrei, he could have attacked while Andrei was chanting the spell, exploiting the mage's weakness to give Andrei a sound beating.

However, he didn't do that. There were many onlookers around, and Yan Xuan wanted to make a name for himself in this battle!

As Andrei continued chanting, a crystal-clear droplet of water in front of him frantically absorbed the surrounding water element, growing larger and larger.

As Andri's incantation ended, a massive water elemental swept towards Yan Xuan with immense power…

Andri clearly had no confidence that this water tornado spell would harm Yan Xuan. He hurriedly continued to accumulate magic power, preparing for his next spell. In the central square, water magic was inexhaustible; he planned to at least make this guy flustered and let the surrounding people laugh at him, thus gaining some face for himself.

Yan Xuan coldly watched the water dragon attack. Since it was intentionally establishing its dominance, there was no dodging; everything would be a head-on collision. Damn it, little panda, let's see who's afraid of who!

Boom…

Exclamations rang out from the surrounding crowd, the resulting sound wave being extremely powerful. Everyone stared dumbfounded at the fiery red aura of Nine Yang energy emanating from Yan Xuan's body.

The Great Elves were almost all magic practitioners; they could immediately recognize that what Yan Xuan was using was not magic.

Martial arts?

Five Hundred and Fifty-Five Death Scrolls

! "Please, spare me..." Hope flickered in Andre's eyes; life seemed to return to his body in that instant.

If he had felt some resentment despite his fear after being defeated by Yan Xuan that night, now he was utterly terrified.

Yan Xuan said coldly, "This is your last chance, Andre. I don't understand why you're so foolish. I said that if you don't oppose me, for your mother's sake, I will make you the most powerful new noble in the Giant Tree Elf Empire!"

Andre's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected that not only would his life be spared, but Yan Xuan would also offer such a great benefit.

Yan Xuan said, "You should know I have such power. As long as you submit to me, I will never break my promise! I'll give you three days to consider. Will you oppose me, or become a new noble in the Giant Tree Elf Empire? The choice is yours!"

With that, Yan Xuan released his grip, and Andri collapsed to the ground, his white mage robes stained with mud. He stared blankly at Yan Xuan's retreating figure, his hand reaching into his robes to grasp the Death Scroll, but then slowly releasing it.

The duel was over!

The surrounding crowd cheered. Although the result wasn't the same as their previous duels where someone died, it was far more exciting than ever before.

Plus, a powerful archel possessing formidable martial arts… this had overturned their previous understanding. The archel race truly was the most superior bloodline; their martial arts cultivation had reached such a powerful level. This sense of superiority made the onlookers almost regard Yan Xuan as a god.

"Andri! Why didn't you use the Death Scroll!" Hillary ran to Andri's side, asking with dissatisfaction.

Andri glanced at Hillary, naturally not telling him what Yan Xuan had just said. He simply handed the Death Scroll to Hillary and turned to leave.

Watching Andri's retreating figure, Hillary couldn't help but feel puzzled!

Has Andri been beaten senseless? He

clearly suffered a crushing defeat, yet he seems completely unfazed. Judging by his brisk walk, he seems like a victor.

Hillary shook his head. He despised Andri from the bottom of his heart; no wonder that official's assessment of Andri was so terrible!

Suddenly!

Hillary's head moved, his eyes scanning his surroundings with confusion. A familiar voice inexplicably reached his ear, but he had no idea where that official was.

Hillary listened intently, his eyes filled with contradiction and difficulty.

Finally, his gaze sharpened. He turned and glared fiercely at Yan Xuan and the others. He pulled out the death scroll he had crafted from a plant leaf…

The previously sunny sky suddenly darkened, and a sudden gust of wind swept up the mud from the ground.

The surrounding towering trees trembled violently, their emerald leaves turning a near-black, inky green.

The rock statue of the Goddess of Nature creaked, several inconspicuous cracks appearing on it.

The spraying water curtain trembled violently before ceasing its spray, as if the water source had completely dried up in that instant.

The Scroll of Death!

Five Hundred and Sixteen, a Battle of Fame

! Rumble…

As the death cloud above Yan Xuan and the others exploded, the cloud above Hillary's head also burst open. Hillary's body was sent flying backward as if struck by a heavy punch, blood spurting from her mouth and nose.

In a forest at least a thousand kilometers away from Giant Tree City,

Saintess Xue Ran was leading hundreds of nature archers towards the city. The moment the death cloud in Giant Tree City exploded, Xue Ran abruptly stopped, her eyes wide with astonishment as she looked towards Giant Tree City.

"Your Highness, what happened?" "The leading Nature Archer asked in confusion.

The Death Scroll… Black Mist Guard, you immediately return to the temple and notify the priests of each branch temple to thoroughly search their respective temples and see whose temple still possesses the Death Scroll!" Xue Ran said decisively.

The Black Mist Guard was taken aback by the order, then nodded and left.

Saintess Xue Ran gazed in the direction of Giant Tree City, her delicate brows furrowed tightly. She knew that the Death Scroll was no ordinary item; it was created by three priests of the Nature Temple's main temple and then distributed to the branch temples of various empires. When there were operations to exterminate the Night Elves, the branch temples would then distribute it to the members of the extermination teams in each country.

Speaking of which, this kind of death scroll hasn't been used for a long time, and its production has ceased. Firstly, it consumes enormous amounts of magic power, and secondly, its destructive power is too great, somewhat incompatible with the self-righteous High Elves. Previously, it was manufactured because the Night Elves were numerous, but after years of extermination, their numbers have dwindled. The High Elves have no need to use such a weapon that would invite criticism from humans.

Saintess Xue Ran hadn't expected such a destructive weapon to appear in Giant Tree City, and according to her recent senses, the death scroll had already been activated.

She couldn't imagine the disaster this death scroll would cause in such a prosperous place!

She had to find out how this death scroll had bypassed the temple's reporting and appeared among the common people. She would severely punish anyone who used the scroll. "

Let's speed things up!" Saintess Xue Ran whispered, then pulled a crystalline magic wand from her sleeve. Without chanting any incantation, she waved the wand, and she flew towards Giant Tree City.

All the natural archers hurriedly chanted incantations, taking flight one after another, following behind Saintess Xue Ran towards Giant Tree City…

At this moment, the central square of Giant Tree City was already bustling with noise. Everyone rushed towards Hillary, who had fallen to the ground. If Yan Xuan hadn't stopped them, Hillary would probably be in pieces by now.

Yan Xuan stood before the crowd, like a living god; everything that had just happened had rapidly elevated him from an ordinary person to a god in the eyes of everyone.

Andri stood beside Duchess Martha. Duchess Martha's magical cultivation was not deep; under the influence of the Death Scroll, she had lost much of her life force, her face pale and her body swaying precariously. If it weren't for Andri's support, she would probably have already fallen to the ground. There were many people like her; even Shadow Dancer hadn't escaped. If it weren't for Shadow Dancer's powerful magical talent, someone like her with no magical cultivation would probably have been doomed!

Andri looked at Yan Xuan, a faint sense of joy in his heart. It seemed that not using the Death Scroll earlier was the right thing to do. Anyway, he couldn't kill this powerful guy, and in the end, there probably wouldn't be such a good promise; he would definitely die a horrible death.

Yan Xuan looked at Ying Wu, whose face was deathly pale and devoid of any color, and felt extremely distressed.

After coldly stopping everyone's attempts at revenge, he slowly approached Hillary.

Yan Xuan was puzzled. If Andrei was fighting so desperately, it would be understandable, but this bastard named Hillary—Yan Xuan didn't even remember him. How could he dare to do such a thing?

The only explanation was that Hillary was acting under someone else's orders. Who was behind it? Even a fool could guess—it must be that insidious Duke Os.

Yan Xuan turned and scanned the surrounding crowd, feeling that this was a good opportunity. If Hillary revealed in front of so many people that Duke Os was the mastermind, then everything that Duke Os had painstakingly built would easily crumble.

However, Yan Xuan had no confidence in this.

Judging from everything, Duke Os was a master cunning schemer; he would never rashly use a subordinate who was easily betrayed. "

Why did you do this?" Yan Xuan coldly stared at Hillary.

Hillary turned his head but remained silent. He hadn't expected this outcome. His master had ordered him to use the Death Scroll, claiming that if successful, he would exploit the current chaos to launch a long-planned coup, and he would be the most meritorious figure. Not only him, but even his fallen nobleman would be reinstated as a powerful figure.

But everything was over…

all the beautiful dreams he had envisioned vanished in an instant.

All of Hillary's previous efforts—like befriending incompetent noblemen like Andre, infiltrating high society—had been in vain, only hastening his death. Looking at Duke Os's hypocritical face,

Yan

Xuan cursed inwardly, "Damn it! A real fight to the death is far better than anything else! Sigh… playing mind games with this bastard all day is exhausting!"

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Duke Os asked with concern.

Shadow Dance's face was deathly pale. Even with the wandering spirits constantly channeling energy into her, her strength lay not in healing light magic, so the effect was minimal.

Shadow Dance glanced at Duke Os, shaking her head weakly. She was afraid she would curse this hypocrite if she opened her mouth. "

Go back and rest quickly. I'm relieved you're all alright," Duke Os said.

Yan Xuan and the others, who were already too lazy to waste words with him, nodded in unison upon hearing this and strode past Duke Os.

Watching Yan Xuan and the others' retreating figures, Duke Os's eyes narrowed slightly. He turned to one of his subordinates and said, "Go to the Magic Guild!"

The organizational structure of the Elven Empire and the Human Empire was basically similar. The Magic Guild Duke Os mentioned was similar to the military headquarters of the Human Empire.

The Elven Empire primarily relied on magic. Although it had some soldiers who charged into battle, they were mostly slaves or convicted civilians; the main force was the Magic Guild.

The headquarters of the magic guild was located on the outskirts of Giant Tree City, a vast area suitable for various magical training exercises.

After a while, in an inconspicuous room within the guild, Duke Os sat at the head of the table, flanked by three men.

These three were the guild's leader and two vice-leaders, essentially Duke Os's close associates, a truly solid force.

As Duke Os recounted the events that had just occurred in Giant Tree City's square in a low voice, the three leaders frowned deeply.

Their abilities, befitting their high positions, were beyond question, and they understood Duke Os's meaning.

After a long silence, Leader Soth said, "Shouldn't we change our plans?"

Previously, their plan was to use the night elf Booker to force the king to abdicate through Purgatory, so that Duke Os could not only ascend the throne but also feign being a good guy.

However, it now seems that Yan Xuan's appearance could be a variable!

There's a saying that "the longer the night, the more dreams," and they are worried that their otherwise excellent plan will be ruined by Yan Xuan's appearance. "

Yes, let's change the plan! I think we should just launch a coup!" said a vice-captain.

Duke Os pondered for a moment, then shook his head. He said the plan cannot be changed. If a coup is launched rashly, it will give the other two empires an opportunity! At that time, our foundation will not be stable, and we will not be able to fight against the other empires. We need to peacefully obtain the throne; only then can we best realize our future hegemony plan! Then, Duke Os added, "You all prepare yourselves. I will go to the palace again tonight and tell Booker to intensify his efforts!" Now that Shadow Dance is back, I refuse to believe that old man will just stand by and watch his precious daughter suffer in purgatory like his son. If he really refuses to cooperate, then we'll launch a coup. Yan Xuan nodded, the

chastity

ring on his finger emitting a faint black mist. In that instant, Da Nian-Zhang had already set up a powerful soundproof barrier for him in this palace. Having absorbed death energy, Da Nian-Zhang could easily create such a barrier.

Shadow Dance said, "Father, brother is alright…

What?" The king stood up and exclaimed in surprise, looking at Shadow Dance in disbelief.

Shadow Dance told His Majesty everything, but didn't reveal that Yana was also a Dark Elf. After all, they didn't know her father's attitude yet, and this wasn't something to rush into. The immediate priority was to deal with Duke Os.

The king gazed at Yingwu, then turned to Yanxuan. He couldn't believe that the young man had completely resolved the matter that had caused him so much anxiety and worry; it was like a dream.

Previously, because the prince had been framed, even though the king had firmly maintained his stance and hadn't compromised with Duke Os, he hadn't taken any action against Duke Os due to fear of repercussions, and could only watch helplessly as Duke Os developed his power.

Now, all the crises were completely resolved, and the king felt as if he had suddenly become many years younger, his body brimming with strength again.

It was time to fight back!

However, due to this period of leniency, Duke Os's power must have grown considerably; eliminating him wouldn't be so simple.

Nevertheless, the king was full of fighting spirit!

He lived in a peaceful era, and there had never been any wars during his reign, which made people only see his benevolent and kind side, but overlook his political acumen.

His weakness was his two children, whose lives were threatened. He was like a lion with its fangs in place.

And now… All danger was over, and he could now vent his long-suppressed anger and punish that wicked fellow!

When Yan Xuan and the others left the palace, they outwardly appeared worried, but this was merely a facade for Duke Os's spies.

Inwardly, they were overjoyed and inexplicably excited.

This was a war, a war hidden in the shadows, perhaps not the brightest, but a desperate battle. What was light? To Yan Xuan, it was nothing but empty words.

If Duke Os's power wasn't so deeply entrenched, he would have absolutely no choice but to strangle that despicable bastard first. Even though the king had repeatedly warned him not to act rashly. It should be known that even the king couldn't fully fathom Duke Os's true magical prowess.

As they approached Duke Os's residence, they saw two armed flying horse carriages parked at the gate.

"Hmm? The carriages of the Royal Magic Corps," Ying Wu exclaimed in surprise. "

What Royal Magic Corps?" Yan Xuan asked, startled.

"Something similar to a human army." "Shadow Dance said.

Yan Xuan nodded, pondering to himself. The incident in the central square had proven that Duke Os had begun to make underhanded moves. The moment the incident ended, the leader of the magic guild came knocking. Could the magic guild have been taken over by Duke Os? What exactly was this guy planning? Even if he was under control, they were still residing in his mansion. How could he be so blatant?

Yan Xuan, with a wait-and-see attitude, led Shadow Dance and the others directly into Duke Os's mansion.

Having stayed for so many days, the guards already recognized them. Naturally, no one dared to stop them. The head guard at the gate, seeing Yan Xuan arrive, hurriedly went to the reception hall to inform Duke Os.

Just as they entered the gate, Yan Xuan heard Duke Os's hearty laughter.

Then, Duke Os and a lean, but tall, middle-aged elf man, a head taller than Yan Xuan, stood at the entrance to the reception hall. "Your

Highness, the leader of the magic guild, Soth, greets you. You've finally returned." The leader of the magic guild, Soth, quickly approached and bowed respectfully. "

Leader Soth, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Shadow Dance smiled, a hint of disgust in her eyes. This naive girl now felt a sense of aversion towards anyone who was on good terms with Duke Os. "

Leader Soth has come to invite us to his banquet," Duke Os said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Highness, I heard you were back and rushed back. Please do me the honor of attending."

Shadow Dance turned to look at Yan Xuan, who nodded slightly. He couldn't afford to lose face, especially since he enjoyed the lavish atmosphere of banquets. "

Thank you, Leader Soth. I think I'll have time to attend," Shadow Dance said with a smile. "

Praise be to the Goddess of Nature! Your Highness's presence will be a great honor to Soth's residence," Leader Soth said respectfully.

"Then let's go prepare. It's not really appropriate for a banquet like this," Shadow Dance said.

Captain Soth replied, "Alright, I'll wait for you here."

Shadow Dance nodded and walked towards the small building in the backyard with Yan Xuan, You Hun, and Yana.

Watching their backs, Soth said, "Is this guy really a martial arts master? Damn it, he's certainly very strong, but elves can't practice martial arts." "Heh," Duke Os sneered

, "Not only you, but no one would imagine that a great elf could cultivate martial arts to that level before seeing him in action."

"Your Grace, what are the arrangements for tonight?" Captain Soth asked. Soth himself was a lecherous devil, always taking pleasure in hunting beautiful women. He had countless beauties of various races in his mansion, but none as stunning as You Hun. Seeing Soth's stunned expression, Duke Os cursed him inwardly for being so inconsiderate, and stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Captain Soth, have all the guests arrived for the banquet?" Captain Soth snapped out of his daze, swallowed hard, and said, "Everyone's here. We're just waiting for Her Highness the Princess's arrival." He then gestured for them to enter and led Yanxuan and the others towards the banquet hall. The hall was already bustling with activity, filled with music, clinking glasses, and laughter. Unlike the banquet at Duke Os's house, this banquet was attended by a younger group of magical elites from the empire. Both men and women radiated youthful energy, their faces displaying a proud and self-satisfied air.

Andri was also among the invited guests.

However, among these young guests, Andri was clearly unpopular.

Those with pure noble blood, such as the scions of the four great noble families, already disliked this guy who had risen to power through his mother's connections. The news of Andri's defeat in the duel only intensified their dislike.

In their eyes, a duel always ended in death; Andri's survival meant he was a complete coward.

Andri was clearly neglected, standing forlornly in a corner, holding his wine glass.

In contrast, his mother, Duchess Martha, was the star of the banquet as always, her charm surpassing even the beautiful young noblewomen, fluttering among the crowd like a butterfly.

However, compared to her usual flair, she appeared noticeably more reserved today.

The arrival of Yan Xuan and his group brought the banquet to its first climax. Many of those present had witnessed the events of the morning in the central square, and just moments before, they had been discussing Yan Xuan's impressive display of power.

Of course. These somewhat exaggerated descriptions naturally displeased the arrogant noble elites, some of whom were former admirers of Shadow Dance. If Shadow Dance hadn't fled the Giant Tree Elf Empire, one of them might very well have become the prince consort of the Giant Tree Elf Empire, Shadow Dance's husband.

After Soth made some perfunctory remarks, the banquet continued, and Yan Xuan and the others entered the banquet hall to receive toasts from everyone. Shadow Dance introduced them to each other.

Shadow Dance was quite familiar with the young men. After all, they were about the same age and had been playmates since childhood.

This scene was much more comfortable for Shadow Dance than the banquet at Duke Os's mansion, at least there were many familiar faces.

Soon, Shadow Dance was surrounded by some noble girls, chattering incessantly, while Yan Xuan could only wander around the banquet hall like a lost soul, receiving greetings from the nobles and responding politely.

As for the old carpenter, from the moment he entered the banquet hall... He stood like a javelin at the entrance of the hall, his face cold, his eyes never leaving his master, Yan Xuan.

Duchess Martha, whose gaze hadn't left Yan Xuan since he entered the banquet hall, finally freed herself from the entanglement of a middle-aged nobleman. She quickly walked towards Yan Xuan.

Five Hundred and Twenty suggested that

Duke Os and Commander Soth, these ambitious fellows, had a thorough understanding of human nature; they were adept at exploiting others' weaknesses.

Hillary was one, and Rogge was no different—a young man frustrated and without opportunity among the nobles, almost the same as, or even worse than, a fallen nobleman like Hillary, at least he didn't suffer the scorn of his clan.

Whenever noble children joined the magic troupe, Commander Soth would carefully observe these young men, finding those who could be used by him. Rogge was chosen by Soth under such circumstances and recruited into his confidant.

What he promised Rogue was a position in the magic guild. This wasn't just simple service; it meant becoming an officer in the guild. Such an opportunity was clearly far better than being buried in obscurity within his family, never able to rise to prominence.

Rogue knew that Commander Soth had many confidants like him, and even among confidants, competition was fierce. He was eager to seize any opportunity to prove himself and gain the best treatment.

Tonight was a rare chance for him.

Rogue was quite ambitious. Due to his circumstances, he knew that to stand out, he had to work 100% effort. Therefore, he practiced magic far more diligently than anyone else. Although he didn't inherit the handsome features of the men in his family, his magical talent was considerable, even surpassing that of his peers. With his

considerable magical talent and relentless hard work, Rogue's achievements were already among the best of the young people; it was just that he was usually low-key, and others didn't know it. He was looking for an opportunity to explode, to make a name for himself, and to completely change others' perceptions of him.

When Soth's gaze fell upon Rogge, Rogge nodded knowingly and said loudly, "Commander Soth, may I make a request?"

Soth looked at Rogge with feigned concern. "What request?" Rogge asked. "Guard Rogge, this is a banquet. You wouldn't bring up something unrelated to the event, would you?"

"Commander Soth, as a member of the magic guild, Rogge, like you, reveres heroes! We've all heard of Mr. Yanxuan's deeds, but we don't know if there's any exaggeration involved, you know. Many people in the capital like to embellish when spreading rumors..." Rogge said loudly. "

Rogge. What exactly are you trying to say?" Commander Soth asked, frowning.

"Commander Soth," Roger said, "please forgive me, but we young people all have our own admirers. For example, I admire my eldest cousin, Earl Lewis, who is a hero in my eyes. But now you've proposed Mr. Yanxuan as a hero, and I'd like to know if Mr. Yanxuan truly deserves our admiration. Is he worthy of replacing our hero?" Lewis, whom Roger mentioned, was the heir apparent of the Newman family, a tall, handsome, and dignified young man.

When he heard Roger elevate him to such a high position in front of so many people, he couldn't help but smugly smile. Looking at Roger, he suddenly didn't find his cousin so ugly anymore.

Yanxuan sneered inwardly. "It seems this ugly elf was something Soth had already arranged. Damn it. They really went to great lengths."

Rogge's words were incredibly persuasive. Lewis, beaming with pride, turned his gaze to Yan Xuan, wondering if he should let himself, the true hero, show off.

There can only be one hero!

Lewis began to stir with excitement. He didn't believe the rumors; frankly, he'd long harbored the desire to spar with Yan Xuan, only holding back out of respect for Princess Shadow Dance.

Rogge observed his useless cousin's expression, a cold smile playing on his lips, but outwardly remained calm. "Commander Soth," he said, "today is a joyous occasion. May I suggest we add some spice to the banquet? I'd like to have a gentlemanly conversation with Mr. Yan Xuan. To be honest, I find the rumors about a Great Elf being able to cultivate martial arts quite hard to believe. Please grant my request."

Rogge's words intensified the murmurs. Indeed, weren't Great Elves only supposed to cultivate magic?

The rumors said Yan Xuan had defeated Andri using martial arts—was that even possible?

At this moment, they were filled with curiosity and began to quietly agree with Rogge's opinion. After all, it wasn't their turn to compete, and if a competition really started, it would at least satisfy their curiosity. "

Yes, Mr. Yanxuan, why don't you demonstrate for us? I think Princess Shadow Dance won't object, will she?" Lewis said with a loud laugh.

Although Yanxuan and Rogge had different stances, they both thought Lewis was equally incompetent!

Now that he had been pushed onto the stage, if he didn't perform, he would have no way to back down. His previous humility might have won him some favor, but if he remained humble now, it would be excessive and he would be seen as a coward.

Yanxuan coldly glanced at Rogge, secretly cursing, "Damn it, this guy looks like a cunning strategist, and he's really wicked."

Yanxuan laughed and said, "Since everyone wants to see my abilities, then, to liven things up, I'll make a fool of myself... um... a gentleman's contest!"

"Mr. Roger, is it you who wishes to challenge me?" Yan Xuan asked, looking at Roger.

To be honest, Roger really wanted to spar with Yan Xuan, but now wasn't the best time. He was waiting. Roger knew Lewis's strength very well; that guy, who was good for nothing except pure blood, was probably no match for Yan Xuan. Hmm… it would be best if he lost, then Roger could step in. Losing wouldn't be shameful, but winning would bring huge benefits.

Roger's eyes fell on Lewis. He knew Lewis was already cocky and wouldn't pass up this opportunity.

Sure enough, Lewis laughed and said, "Cousin Roger, let me have this opportunity. I want to spar with Mr. Yan Xuan."

Roger smiled ingratiatingly and said, "How could I refuse my cousin's request? Heh, the future heir of the Newman family sparring with Mr. Yan Xuan—that's practically equal status."

"A contest among 521 gentlemen,

" Yan Xuan laughed. "What I mean is, let's not have such a fierce battle, lest it affect those around us. How about this: you use what you think is your strongest magic to attack me, and see if I can withstand it. Then, I will also use my preferred techniques to attack you, and you can defend against them and see if you can withstand them. This way, we will quickly determine a winner, without hurting our feelings or delaying this wonderful banquet."

Lewis thought for a moment and found this method feasible and quite interesting. Most importantly, it allowed him to maintain his noble image while attacking. "

Alright, Mr. Yan Xuan, then please attack me first!" Lewis said loudly.

Yan Xuan laughed. "Please go first, there's no need to be polite."

Lewis laughed heartily. "Then I won't be polite, Mr. Yan Xuan. I must remind you first that my specialty is earth magic, and among all types of magic, earth magic is the most offensive."

That one sentence immediately raised Yan Xuan's opinion of Lewis to a new level. Yan Xuan knew he was far less upright than Lewis.

From this perspective, Lewis was a friend worth having, much better than a coward like Andrei. Yes, this was the time to use someone capable, and Yan Xuan had already decided to befriend Lewis. "

Thank you, Earl Lewis. I have the utmost respect for your integrity! It is my honor to compete with you!" Yan Xuan said. "

Then let's begin. Finish the competition quickly, and I'll drink with you!" Lewis said.

Yan Xuan nodded vigorously, his gaze becoming serious as he rapidly circulated his Nine Yang Energy. A startling red aura emanated from his body. Those

who had never seen Yan Xuan fight were truly amazed. They realized the rumors were true; the Great Elves could indeed cultivate martial arts.

Having witnessed Yan Xuan's prowess, they considered this a chance to relive it; the image of Yan Xuan's magnificent display in the central square that morning was still vivid in their minds.

Lewis chanted incantations rapidly, his hands waving rhythmically, clearly demonstrating his considerable practice in these movements. At least among the mages Yan Xuan had encountered, none possessed the graceful movements of Lewis.

Moments later, the space not far above Lewis's head visibly distorted, with tiny purple currents crackling within the distortion.

The spatial distortion intensified, gradually forming a vortex-like black hole.

The intense magical fluctuations generated a powerful aura that pressed down on Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan held his breath, frantically circulating his Nine Yang Energy. The fiery red Nine Yang Energy formed a protective shield around Yan Xuan. "

Meteorite from outer space!" Lewis roared, his hands suddenly raised.

A rumbling sound echoed from the black hole, its rotation intensifying, and the purple lightning crackled even more fiercely. Moments later, countless meteorites appeared within the black hole, raining down on Yan Xuan.

Earth magic possessed immense destructive power and a vast attack range, something Lewis couldn't control. However, the nobles in the arena were filled with powerful magicians. The instant Lewis unleashed the advanced magic, Celestial Meteor, several magicians simultaneously erected a massive protective shield, enveloping Yan Xuan and Lewis within it to prevent the powerful meteorites from injuring others or destroying the arena.

Meteorites rained down on Yan Xuan relentlessly.

This was Yan Xuan's first time clashing with an earth mage. He couldn't help but admire the earth mage's formidable offensive power. Damn it, a lack of magical knowledge was a real problem. If he had known this basic fact, he would never have suggested such a foolish method of combat.

Meteorites struck Yan Xuan's Nine Yang Energy Shield, each impact sending up a burst of red light. Initially, the meteorites were all shattered by the Nine Yang Energy, but gradually, Yan Xuan felt strained, his body trembling slightly. However, with the arrow already on the bowstring, he could only frantically circulate the Nine Yang Energy to increase the shield's strength. " Damn it

! When will this end?! I'll fight you to the end !" A muffled, explosive sound rang out, and the Nine Yang Energy orbs between Yan Xuan's hands instantly transformed into a knight's lance, perfectly proportioned to a standard knight's lance during a charge. " Go!" Yan Xuan's hands spun violently, and the knight's lance formed from the Nine Yang Energy spun rapidly towards the petrified Lewis. Crash! When the lance struck Lewis's body, the outer layer of rock began to shatter and fall away. The lance, however, continued to spin rapidly, showing no sign of disappearing, like a drill piercing through the thick rock bit by bit. Clearly, Yan Xuan had used a clever trick in his attack, employing the same principle as the drill from his previous life. Now, it seemed far more effective than he had imagined; even controlling the Nine Yang energy felt effortless to him. Then, something unexpected happened. To the magic experts, Lewis's petrification was flawless; only an opponent far stronger than Lewis could easily shatter it. However, the strength Yan Xuan displayed when resisting Lewis's meteor spell, even if it surpassed Lewis's, wouldn't be significantly greater. Therefore, they estimated that even if Yan Xuan shattered the petrification, it would still take some time. Unfortunately, nothing seems impossible for Yan Xuan. Lewis's petrification was utterly insignificant against the rapidly spinning Nine Yang Energy Drill. The spear formed from Nine Yang Energy quickly pierced deep into Lewis's heart. Before long, the petrified rock at Lewis's heart had completely shattered and fallen away. In the aura of Nine Yang Energy, Lewis's robe could be clearly seen in the deep hole in the rock. It's conceivable that if the spear of Nine Yang Energy hadn't stopped, Lewis's fate would have been certain death! As everyone gasped in alarm, fearing Yan Xuan might lose control of the energy, Yan Xuan let out a low roar, his hands trembling violently. The spear of Nine Yang Energy abruptly stopped and quickly retreated, transforming into a blur of light between Yan Xuan's hands and vanishing instantly. A complete victory! Indeed, in this contest, Yan Xuan ultimately achieved a perfect victory! The banquet hall erupted in thunderous applause. Yan Xuan's perfect victory not only demonstrated his extraordinary strength but also showcased his exceptional gentlemanly and friendly demeanor. Members of the Newman family were also present, and when they saw Yan Xuan's friendly treatment of Lewis, they secretly praised him while also feeling quite proud. Ying Wu witnessed all of this and couldn't help but wonder, was this still the same Yan Xuan from the Desire Restaurant?

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Yan Xuan had changed since leaving the Desire Restaurant. He was no longer the rude, fat rogue he used to be, but a wise and intelligent man. Ying Wu couldn't imagine how many days she could have survived in her current situation without Yan Xuan.

Looking at Yan Xuan smiling and gesturing to everyone, Ying Wu's eyes shone brightly.

You Hun's feelings were similar to Ying Wu's, only not as intense. After all, she hadn't personally witnessed Yan Xuan's behavior at the Desire Restaurant. Now, she only felt incredibly gratified; her man was definitely an outstanding and excellent man. For

a woman, isn't having such a man the greatest happiness?

Lewis, having recovered from his petrification, had a slight blush on his handsome face. The taste of defeat was, after all, not pleasant.

But... He didn't lose his composure; in fact, his fondness for Yan Xuan was growing stronger. They had only just met, yet he felt as if he had finally found a kindred spirit. Moreover, he knew better than anyone that he had just been on the verge of death. If Yan Xuan had harbored even the slightest ill will towards him, he could easily have bedridden him for a year or two—a condition even the best light magic couldn't cure. "

Mr. Yan Xuan, you are very strong. I admit defeat! You are a true hero!" Lewis strode towards Yan Xuan and said sincerely.

Yan Xuan bowed elegantly and said, "Your Excellency Earl Lewis, please don't say that. We were merely sparring. If we were truly on the battlefield, I might not be able to match you."

"Haha, it's truly a pleasure to meet you! No, I must have a few drinks with you today!" Lewis laughed heartily.

Yan Xuan smiled and said, "I'll keep you company to the end! We won't leave until we're drunk! Haha!"

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