Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

by Stayrr

What happens if a villainous playboy gangster is reincarnated into another world? Lin Feng: Wang Jian! How dare you capture my childhood friend and mess around with her! Su Xian: I-I am with him willingly. Lin Feng: N-No way. You are lying. There is no way you would wear that maid dress otherwise! Wang Jian: It's not just her. Before Lin Feng could understand what he meant, in fro

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The news of Wang Jian's successful healing of Xie Hui spread like wildfire, eliciting various reactions from the people.

The Poison King and his followers were taken aback to learn that their potent poison had been resolved by Wang Jian.

But they were not the only ones; members of the Dao of Alchemy Society were equally stunned.

The Dao of Alchemy Society's members had never imagined that Xie Hui would recover from the deadly poison that had been administered to him.

When he was on his deathbed, each member had humiliated the Xie family, believing that they would soon be free of their influence.

However, with Xie Hui's impending return to the society, they knew they had made a grave mistake.

Xie Hui, although a King Realm alchemist, was the only one capable of creating incomplete Emperor Rank pellets.

The members of the society knew that they would be in trouble when he returned, and they were anxious about how he would react to their behavior towards his family.

They knew that Xie Hui was a well-respected and influential figure, and that he had significant sway over many powerful individuals in various factions.

In light of this, they decided to take preemptive measures to assuage any potential anger or resentment from Xie Hui.

One of the steps they took was to restore all the power and privileges that the Xie Family had previously held, including access to rare pellets and the royalties associated with them.

In fact, the society went even further this time, granting the Xie Family even more privileges and rights than they had before.

However, these two groups were not the only ones affected by this incident. The factions belonging to each of the members of the Royal Family fighting for the throne were the ones most impacted.

While the Crown Prince was still involved in his battle against the demons and had yet to return, his subservient groups were shocked to learn of Xie Hui's miraculous recovery.

The Second Princess and Third Prince's factions were the ones affected the most. Each one had planned to slowly target the Xie Family to ensure their collaboration with Wang Jian resulted in a great loss.

However, someone else had acted before they could even begin their plans, and the Xie Family had fallen directly into Wang Jian's lap.

With the Xie Family now firmly aligned with Wang Jian's faction, the balance of power in the kingdom was shifting, and those vying for the throne were forced to reevaluate their strategies.

It didn't take long before the conditions of Wang Jian's partnership with the Xie Family were leaked, a move that was deliberately orchestrated by Wang Jian himself. He had informed the Xie Family beforehand of his intentions.

The reason behind this move was simple: to broadcast to the entire empire that he had gained access to vast quantities of rare pellets through the Xie Family's affiliation.

This announcement rendered him a prime target for factions seeking pellets, but it also held an allure for organizations that required these precious substances but couldn't purchase them in the open market.

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Such organizations included those that had been outlawed by the Empire, such as the Crimson Cult, the Phantom Brotherhood, the Black Hand, the Shadow Warriors, and the demons.

It was only known to a select few individuals in the upper echelon that there were demons with extremely rare bloodlines that possessed a human-like form scattered across the empire.

These demons were strategically located in various parts of the Empire to secure resources for their kind.

After a few days, Xie Hui had made a full recovery and was able to return to the Dao of Alchemy Society. To the surprise of many, he did not seek revenge on those who had caused trouble for his family during his absence.

Instead, he opted to give them a mild punishment, such as a compensation in the form of rare alchemy resources or wealth.

This decision was unexpected but was seen as a display of Xie Hui's magnanimous character, as he chose not to hold grudges and instead turned the situation into an opportunity for reconciliation.

Naturally, this was occurring all under Wang Jian's instructions.

Xie Hui actually wanted to slaughter these bunch of scamps for harming his family. However, Wang Jian had instructed him to act magnanimously.

He wanted the Xie Family to boost their fame.

Wang Jian requested a detailed list of all the individuals who had caused trouble for the Xie Family, including the benefits they received from Xie Hui's condition.

He was taken aback when he saw the name of Xu Mo on the list provided by the Xie Family.

Xu Mo was actually Xu Yuting's grandfather and was in line to become the next Grand Elder of the Dao of Alchemy Society due to his extensive experience and exceptional skills.

In fact, he was even faster at concocting pellets than Xie Hui, which was quite impressive considering Xie Hui's talent and reputation.

However, it was a pity that Xu Mo fell slightly short in terms of the quality of pellets compared to Xie Hui.

It was known to the public that Xu Mo was affiliated with the Second Princess, Wang Ying's faction.

Meanwhile, Xu Yuting, Xu Mo's granddaughter, was currently in the Everlasting Mystic Empire, gaining valuable experience in pellet concoction by creating various types of pellets for Wang Ying's faction.

Wang Jian couldn't help but wonder, 'Has she regained her Heroine status?'

He felt it was unlikely as Xu Yuting couldn't have met up with Ye Chen yet.

"System, set up an alert for when Xu Yuting regains her Heroine status."

[Alright, host.]

…

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Ye Chen had been diligently carrying out his mission as a member of the second princess's faction.

He had been stationed in the vicinity of the Jade Serpent Sect and the Celestial Dragon Sect for some time, acquainting himself with the area and scouting potential escape routes.

He had also been busy preparing secret hideouts, such as a secluded cave or secret shacks, in case of emergencies.

During this time, the Tung Clan, which was one of the many clans working under the second princess, had arrived to assist him.

Their arrival had greatly eased Ye Chen's burden, allowing him to focus more on his task without having to worry about logistics or support.

Accompanying the Tung Clan's experts, Ye Chen's friend from the Mystic Creature Handlers Union, Liao Boqin, arrived at the area near the Jade Serpent Sect and the Celestial Dragon Sect.

Liao Boqin was the youngest son of the leader in the Mystic Creature Handlers Union and had a low status.

However, he had the good fortune of meeting Ye Chen during an expedition to the Celestial Sage's Temple, where he was saved by him.

During this journey, Liao Boqin also discovered a powerful and rare beast known as the Golden-Maned Thunder Lion.

This unique and rare beast was known for its shimmering, golden mane, and lightning-fast reflexes.

It was said to possess unparalleled speed, agility, and strength, making it one of the most formidable creatures in the entire empire.

As a Mystic Creature Handler, Liao Boqin had formed a close bond with the Golden-Maned Thunder Lion and trained it to follow his commands.

Together, they had become a formidable duo, feared by all who crossed their path.

Liao Boqin had always been thankful to Ye Chen for saving his life, so when he heard about Ye Chen's mission, he quickly volunteered to help.

He brought with him thirty griffins, each one at the peak of the Lord Realm, which was considered the cream of the crop in the Mystic Creature Handlers Union.

These griffins were no ordinary beasts; their speed and agility were unparalleled, making them ideal for reconnaissance and swift strikes.

Even a seasoned warrior at the peak of the King Realm would have a tough time keeping up with them.

Each member of the Tung Clan began rigorous training, alongside Ye Chen, to gain proficiency in riding the beasts.

After a week of training, Ye Chen and his team were finally prepared to attack a branch of the Dao of Alchemy Society.

However, fate had other plans for them. News had spread like wildfire that Xie Hui, who had been the target of their attack, had made a miraculous recovery.

Upon hearing of this news, Wang Ying, the second princess and the leader of their faction, quickly sent a message on her fastest messenger to call off the attack on the branch of the Dao of Alchemy Society.

The message left Ye Chen fuming with rage. He couldn't comprehend why Wang Ying would forbid him from attacking the branch at the last possible second.

After all, they had spent a considerable amount of time and effort planning for it. Despite his frustration, Ye Chen had no choice but to comply with Wang Ying's orders.

Thus, Ye Chen and his team switched their targets, and their new objective was the Celestial Talisman's Guild.

Each member of the team took the necessary precautions and made sure to cover their faces before striking their new target.

The Celestial Talisman's Guild was known to be a powerful organization that dealt in talismans, that was sure to attract the attention of other sects and clans.

However, Ye Chen and his team were confident in their abilities and their plan.

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The branch of Celestial Talisman's Guild was a sprawling complex that dominated a significant area of Zhuyu City.

The impressive structure was compartmentalized into various sections, each dedicated to a specific type of talisman.

These sections included one for assault talismans, another for defensive talismans, one for sealing talismans, another for unsealing talismans, and a section for general-purpose talismans.

The Celestial Talisman's guild was heavily guarded, but Ye Chen and his team had carefully planned their attack and swiftly made their way to the guild master's office.

As they approached the door, they were confronted by the guards who tried to prevent them from entering.

With lightning-fast reflexes, Ye Chen launched a powerful attack, sending the guard flying through the gate and crashing into the wall with a painful groan.

The guild master and his guest, an elder of the Celestial Dragon's Guild, were shocked by the sudden intrusion and the display of power.

"Who are you?!" The guild master demanded, his voice filled with fear and anger.

By this time, all the Lord Realm experts of Ye Chen's team were stationed outside and were dealing with the guards of the Celestial Talisman's Guild.

"Hand over the talismans and no one will be harmed," Ye Chen replied coldly, his eyes fixed on the guild master.

The elder of the Celestial Dragon's Guild moved forward and struck one of Ye Chen's team members.

But Ye Chen was quick to react, intercepting the attack by launching the Whirlwind Slash, infused with his Sword Qi and the vital essence from the Chaos Essence Bead.

This attack caught the Celestial Dragon Sect's Elder off-guard and caused him to suffer a slight injury.

"You underestimate us," Ye Chen said, his voice filled with determination. "We are not to be trifled with. Now hand over what we came for or face the consequences."

The Celestial Talisman's Guild Master remained undeterred by Ye Chen's threat and stepped forward while utilizing a talisman to create a barrier ahead of himself.

Members of Ye Chen's team stepped forward as they struck that barrier with enchanted weapons.

The guild master's eyes widened in disbelief as he witnessed the enchantments on the weapons. The Celestial Talisman's Guild didn't possess these enchantments.

"Which clan do you belong to?!" he demanded, while releasing his qi to prepare for battle.

The guild master may have been a King Realm expert, but his skills were more attuned to creating talismans than actual combat.

Nevertheless, he was determined to defend his guild at all costs.

Two of Ye Chen's team members, who were also King Realm experts, immediately approached the guild master to engage in combat.

However, the guild master was quick to release multiple powerful assault talismans to fend them off.

The talismans managed to drive the two warriors away, but they didn't give up. Instead, they regrouped and planned a more strategic approach.

Meanwhile, the remaining two King Realm experts of Ye Chen's team fought fiercely against the Celestial Dragon Sect's elder. The sound of clashing swords and explosions echoed through the room as the two groups engaged in a heated battle.

"Your efforts are futile," the elder of the Celestial Dragon's Sect sneered as he unleashed a powerful attack.

But Ye Chen's team members were not easily defeated. They dodged and countered with their own attacks, gradually wearing down the elder's defenses.

As the battle continued, it became clear that Ye Chen's team had the upper hand.

Meanwhile, the Celestial Talisman's Guild guards rushed towards the commotion, but it was too late. Ye Chen's team had already managed to grab hold of the guild master.

"You are making a grave mistake," the guild master warned, struggling against their grasp. "The Celestial Talisman's Guild will not take this lightly. You will face the consequences for your actions."

"We knew the risks when we came here," Ye Chen replied calmly.

The guards hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. They had been trained to protect their guild master at all costs, but they were no match for Ye Chen's team.

Seeing their hesitation, Ye Chen stepped forward and addressed them directly.

"You can either stand down and let us leave with what we came for, or you can continue to fight and suffer the consequences."

The guards exchanged uneasy glances, but in the end, they chose to stand down. They were worried that if they chose the wrong option here, the guild master might pay the price.

Outside, the battle raged on.

The two King Realm experts of Ye Chen's team had joined forces and were now pushing the Celestial Dragon Sect's elder back. Despite his skills, the elder was struggling to keep up with their combined might.

Ye Chen stared at the guild master and ordered, "Lead us to the warehouse."

The guild master led Ye Chen and his team through the maze-like corridors of the warehouse, leading them to the most heavily guarded section where the most valuable talismans were stored.

As they entered the room, Ye Chen stood with his team, scanning the warehouse's contents as the guild master watched in utter defeat.

"Make sure you don't forget anything valuable," Ye Chen spoke aloud.

The guild master could only clench his fists in fury as he watched them rummage through the warehouse, taking anything they deemed valuable.

After some time, they managed to acquire an impressive collection, including thirteen King Realm assault talismans and ten defensive King Realm talismans, which were considered rare and powerful artifacts.

Moreover, they also found themselves holding hundreds of Lord Realm talismans.

Ye Chen's team felt a sense of relief and satisfaction as they knew they had successfully completed their mission.

With their newfound talismans, they could now strengthen their combat power and increase their chances of success in their upcoming battles.

eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ With their mission accomplished, Ye Chen and his team let out a series of sharp whistles that echoed across the city.

In response, thirty majestic griffins swooped down and landed near them.

The griffins launched a powerful gust, sending most of the Lord Realm experts flying and causing chaos in the vicinity.

The two warriors who had been fighting the Celestial Dragon Sect's elder immediately seized the opportunity to launch a series of devastating attacks.

As the elder dodged their combined assaults, he was startled to see Ye Chen's team members swiftly mount the griffins and soar into the sky.

Not a single guard attempted to pursue them as the guild master was still in Ye Chen's hands, and they knew that trying to stop them would only bring them more trouble.

After flying some distance away, Ye Chen turned to his team member and gave a curt order.

"Throw him away now."

Without a word, the team member grabbed the struggling guild master and hurled him off the griffin.

Luckily for the guild master, his martial prowess allowed him to maneuver in the air and land on his feet.

Glowering in the direction of the griffins as they vanished into the distance, the guild master's eyes smoldered with anger.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen's team had retreated to their hideout, a secluded clearing deep in the forest. With adrenaline still pumping through their veins, they eagerly examined the talismans they had acquired.

"Wow, we hit the jackpot this time!" one team member exclaimed as he marveled at the King Realm assault talismans.

Another member grinned as he inspected the defensive King Realm talismans. "These will come in handy for sure."

Ye Chen leaned back against a tree, a sense of satisfaction washing over him. "We did well today. No casualties, and we got what we came for."

As the team reveled in their success, congratulating each other on their first mission without any casualties, Ye Chen sent a message to the second princess's palace to inform them of their victory.

Along with the message, he sent some of the talismans they had acquired as proof of their success.

Little did they know that their celebration would be cut short.

Two days later, Ye Chen's group was suddenly attacked in their hideout.

They found themselves surrounded by a group of powerful experts, who had been led to their location by none other than the guild master.

It turned out that he had struck a thousand miles tracking talisman on the griffin they used to escape, allowing him to track their every move.

Ye Chen quickly assessed the situation and realized that they were up against some of the most powerful forces in the region.

He looked around at his team and saw the fear in their eyes, but he knew that they couldn't afford to falter now.

"We're not going down without a fight," he declared, drawing his sword.

The group braced themselves for the impending battle as the attackers closed in on them.

They could see the powerful elders of the Celestial Dragon Sect leading the charge, their eyes filled with fierce determination.

As they fought for their lives, it became clear that the Guild Master had spared no expense in hiring the best mercenaries to aid in this attack.

The three groups of mercenaries fought with ruthless efficiency, their weapons glinting in the sunlight as they attacked relentlessly. They had been provided with powerful talismans and some enchanted weapons.

Despite their best efforts, the group soon found themselves overwhelmed and outnumbered.

The guards of the Celestial Talisman's Guild were closing in on them, and Ye Chen knew that they had to act fast.

"Fall back!" he shouted to his team, as they began to retreat towards the edge of the clearing.

But it was too late. The attackers had surrounded them from all sides, leaving them with nowhere to run.

Adding insult to injury, Ye Chen's team had neglected to disguise themselves in dark clothing to conceal their identities.

The guild master's gaze swept over the group, and recognition dawned on his face as he spotted the two elders of the Tung Clan. His lip curled into a sneer.

"So the Tung Clan has joined forces with the enemies of the Celestial Talisman's Guild. You will pay for your treachery," he growled.

Suddenly, his attention was drawn to Ye Chen, who was wielding a Heavy Sword and emanating Sword Qi. The guild master's eyes widened with realization. "You're Ye Chen!" he exclaimed.

Ye Chen let out a snarl as he heard that voice. He quickly pulled out a Thousand Miles Escape Talisman and crushed it.

In the next moment, Ye Chen disappeared.

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The Guild Master of the Celestial Talisman's Guild and the elders of the Celestial Dragon's Sect were fuming over Ye Chen's successful escape.

Despite their best efforts, they had been unable to locate him.

On the bright side, they had managed to capture numerous members of the Tung Clan who had participated in the raid on the guild. Moreover, they had also recovered five assault and three defensive King Realm talismans.

These captives had undergone intense interrogation under the effects of talismans, and they were willing to share whatever information they had.

Upon interrogation, the captured members of the Tung Clan revealed that the attack was orchestrated by the Second Princess Wang Ying's faction.

However, the motive behind the attack on the Celestial Talisman's Guild remained a mystery.

The Tung Clan also disclosed that their initial target was actually the branch of the Dao of Alchemy Society in Zhuyu City.

However, for some reason, the princess called off the attack, which led Ye Chen's team to set their sights on the Celestial Talisman's Guild.

The news of the attack on the Celestial Talisman's Guild by Ye Chen's team spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of everyone in the Empire within a matter of days.

However, the report didn't mention the involvement of the second princess.

The guild master knew that it would be unwise to reveal the princess's involvement in the matter.

He had his reasons to believe that the princess would pay a hefty sum to keep her name out of the news.

As he fled from the city, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him.

His team had been exposed, and the guild master was sure to have sent out his most skilled trackers.

As he headed north, he kept a watchful eye on his surroundings, scanning the landscape for any sign of pursuit.

He knew he had to put as much distance between himself and the Celestial Talisman's Guild as possible.

Unbeknownst to Ye Chen, he was unwittingly making his way towards one of the fierce battlefields between the human and demon realms.

The Crown Prince himself was leading the charge, battling fiercely to subdue the demons.

This battlefield held immense strategic value for the demons, owing to the presence of a natural Yin Essence Spring that sprouted from the ground.

This spring was a vital resource for the demons, capable of strengthening their bloodline and enhancing their abilities.

Ye Chen stumbled upon a scene of intense battle, where the Crown Prince's soldiers had raided a demon hideout.

To their surprise, they found the demon princess of the Void Soul Twilight Dominion inside, protected by a cadre of powerful demon experts.

The air was thick with the clash of weapons and the whizzing of spells as human King Realm experts engaged the demon experts in fierce combat.

Ye Chen was ready to lend his support to the human side when his eyes fell upon the demon princess, who was unleashing devastating attacks with a purple belt.

However, it wasn't her fighting style that captured Ye Chen's attention, but her striking beauty.

Her long, flowing pink hair and piercing green eyes were mesmerizing, and her slender, curvy figure moved with deadly grace as she fought off the human attackers with ease.

Despite his loyalty to the human race, Ye Chen found himself transfixed by her otherworldly beauty and stood frozen in awe for several moments.

It wasn't until a sudden gust of wind jolted him back to reality that he realized he needed to snap out of his trance and focus on the situation at hand.

As Ye Chen snapped out of his trance, he noticed the perilous situation the demon princess was in.

She had sustained severe injuries and was on the verge of being dealt a fatal blow.

In desperation, she pulled out a talisman, but Ye Chen knew it would take time to activate it, and by then, it would be too late.

Reacting on instinct, Ye Chen charged forward with his Heavy Sword, unleashing a powerful attack called the Gust Slash.

The move disrupted the practitioner who was about to land the killing blow on the demon princess, causing him to retreat with a scowl on his face.

Ye Chen valiantly stood in front of the demon princess, shielding her from any further harm. His tone was cold and direct as he asked, "Are you alright?"

But before he could receive an answer, the demon princess struck him with her purple belt, sending him hurtling to the ground.

As he looked up, he saw her swiftly healing her wounds. It was clear that she had only pretended to be injured in order to catch her opponent off-guard.

However, Ye Chen's unexpected intervention had foiled her plan, and she redirected her attack towards him in frustration.

The demon princess bellowed with frustration, "The plan has failed. We must retreat!"

Upon hearing her command, all the demons quickly scattered and fled deeper into the demon territory.

The human experts, knowing the danger of venturing further, gave up on chasing them.

However, some of them turned their attention to Ye Chen and questioned his actions earlier.

They wondered why he had chosen to protect the demon princess, who was their enemy.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you interfere? We could have killed that devil if not for you!" he yelled with indignation, his face twisted in anger.

The others chimed in with mocking comments.

"Looks like we have a devil lover here," one of them sneered.

"Seriously, what were you thinking?" another scoffed. "Helping the enemy is just foolish."

Despite the derogatory comments thrown his way, Ye Chen kept his composure and got up, brushing off the dirt from his clothes as he began to walk away.

But his attempt to leave was interrupted by the human experts who surrounded him, their expressions a mix of disbelief and suspicion.

"Wait a minute," one of them said, stepping forward. "We can't just let you go like that. Why did you protect the demon princess? Are you in league with the demons?"

Ye Chen looked at the group, sensing their hostility and mistrust. He spoke calmly, trying to reason with them.

"I assure you, I have no affiliation with demons or any other enemies of humanity," he said.

"We'll be the judge of that!" a human expert sneered, using his King Realm qi to intimidate Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen stood firm, his own aura just as potent.

"If you want to stop me, then you'll have to defeat me first!" he declared, brandishing his Heavy Sword.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen charged towards the human experts, ready to fight them all and make his escape. He knew that he couldn't take them all on, but he refused to go down without a fight.

However, it quickly became apparent that he was outnumbered and outmatched.

The humans were skilled fighters, and Ye Chen was unable to keep up with their attacks. As they closed in on him, he realized that there was no way he could escape with his meager abilities.

However, the impressive display of his swordsmanship had changed the human experts' opinion of him. They were impressed by his skill and wondered who he was and where he had come from.

Ye Chen had even used Sword Qi, which had startled the King Realm experts and made them wonder about his true identity and background.

After subduing Ye Chen with chains, the humans presented him to the Crown Prince Wang Hao.

As Ye Chen lifted his head, he met the prince's gaze and was taken aback by his striking appearance.

Wang Hao had dark blue hair that fell to his shoulders in elegant waves, and his eyes sparkled with the color of rubies. He had an extremely handsome face, with sharp features and a lean, muscular body that exuded power and authority.

Ye Chen's heart began to race as he stared at Wang Hao, feeling a sense of fear for one of the first times in his life.

The crown prince gave off an oppressive and intimidating aura, as if he could crush Ye Chen with a mere flick of his finger.

Even when Ye Chen had fought Wang Jian, he hadn't experienced such a feeling.

The Crown Prince Wang Hao's impassive gaze was fixed on Ye Chen as he spoke, "My subordinates told me what you did on the field. Why would you try and save the demon princess?"

In response to the Crown Prince's question, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment before answering. "I... I've never encountered a demon that looked so similar to a human before. I was confused and thought that some powerful experts were bullying a defenseless woman."

Wang Hao sneered in response, "…Who are you?"

He cleared his throat before finally speaking up. "I am Ye Chen, a disciple of Old Chu from the Heavenly Blade Sect," he said firmly, making sure to emphasize his master's name.

Wang Hao's expression turned cold at the mention of Old Chu's name. He narrowed his ruby eyes dangerously, sizing up Ye Chen with a critical gaze.

"Old Chu, you say? The previous sect master of the Heavenly Blade Sect, huh?" he said slowly. "But what makes you think you can interfere in our affairs?"

Ye Chen felt a wave of fear wash over him as he stared up at the imposing figure of the Crown Prince. He swallowed hard before replying, "I... I acted on impulse. I didn't know that I was getting involved in your affairs."

Wang Hao snorted in response. "Ignorance is not an excuse," he said icily. "Guards, take him away and throw him in with the demon prisoners."

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Wang Jian was in the midst of a discussion with his fellow comrades when he received a report about Ye Chen's recent actions.

By this time, Wang Jian had managed to gain the loyalty of all his friends' families, following the example set by Xie Zhiwei's family.

As they had learned from Xie Zhiwei's family's experience, it was wiser to align with Wang Jian's faction now as the other princes' factions had already started targeting them.

"Unbelievable," Luo Ying said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Attacking the Celestial Talisman's Guild? That's just asking for trouble."

Liu Yu nodded in agreement and added, "Yes, my father informed me that the guild's top executives are planning to take strict measures against him. They are even contemplating permanently banning him from purchasing any talisman from us in the future."

Xie Zhiwei let out a contemptuous snort, "What's the point? He'll just ask someone else to buy it for him."

Liu Yu's brow furrowed in contemplation, "What do you suggest we do then?"

Tang Xiaohui interjected firmly, "We should take action ourselves and eliminate this idiot once and for all."

"No," Wang Jian spoke firmly.

Xie Zhiwei seemed unconvinced as he replied, "But why, Jian? The longer he runs around, the more mess he will make."

Wang Jian explained his reasoning calmly, "Right now, he is creating enemies for himself and making a huge mess. We should let him do that. Meanwhile, we need to focus on strengthening our own faction. Although each of your families is extremely powerful in your respective organizations, it still won't be enough to challenge my siblings."

He continued, "My eldest brother Wang Hao has complete control over the Crimson Guards, the Brotherhood of Steel Fist, and the Jade Order. He also has close allies in the Heavenly Blade Sect and the Celestial Dragon Sect."

"Meanwhile, my second sister Wang Ying has complete control over the Silk Road Traders, the White Lotus Society, and significant control over the Dao of Alchemy Society. She has influence over major clans like the Jin Clan, Tung Clan, and so on. I have also heard that the Lotus Blossom Sect's Mistress is close to her."

"Lastly, my third brother has a mysterious yet wide network that encompasses every organization. He has the majority of experts in the Lotus Assassins and the Black Hand working for him. He also has the Jade Serpent Clan working for him."

Wang Jian finished speaking and looked at each of his comrades.

Tang Xiaohui asked with curiosity, "Then how do you want us to proceed?"

Wang Jian's tone became serious as he spoke, "Our first target should be the Dao of Alchemy Society. Pills and elixirs are crucial for all cultivators, and without them, it's impossible to grow stronger."

Luo Ying nodded in agreement, "You're right."

All of Wang Jian's comrades appeared to agree with that statement.

Xie Zhiwei expressed his concern, "But what should we do? My grandfather's status has already made my family very influential in the Alchemy Society."

Wang Jian responded calmly, "That may be true, but don't forget what happened when your grandfather fell ill. The members of the Alchemy Society humiliated your family. In fact, without your grandfather, the Alchemy Society wouldn't even care about your family."

Xie Zhiwei gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in anger while recalling that painful memory. "…You're right about that."

Wang Jian's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint as he spoke, "We will change that. They need to fear you and your family."

Xie Zhiwei looked at Wang Jian intently and asked, "How will I do that?"

Wang Jian pulled out a list and handed it to Xie Zhiwei with a sinister smile, "These are the names of all the members who took action against your family. Your task is to gather information on each member and identify the ones who are loyal to my second sister's faction."

Xie Zhiwei nodded and accepted the list, "I understand. What should I do once I have identified them?"

"I will inform you later," Wang Jian replied with a cryptic smile.

Luo Ying spoke for the rest of the group, "And what about us?"

Wang Jian looked at them all and gave clear instructions. "Yu, I want you to do the same task as I just assigned to Zhiwei. However, I also want you to ask your family to stop selling talismans and instead gather them. I will provide a buyer who will purchase them at twice the price."

Liu Yu was thrilled by this news and grinned widely. "You got it!"

Wang Jian turned his attention to Tang Xiaohui next. "Expand your network and make contact with local blacksmiths and armoursmiths from towns, villages, and other cities. I will provide the funds. Pay them an advance and ask them to create the weapons quickly. Also, ask the merchants who have a good relationship with your family to keep tabs on Ye Chen and report any information about his actions to my palace directly."

Tang Xiaohui nodded firmly. "That can be arranged as long as there is sufficient funding."

Wang Jian chuckled in response. "There is no shortage of that for now."

He then turned to Luo Ying. "As for you, I want your family to gather as many disciples as possible and begin recruiting them for my faction. Even if there are only a few at first, it doesn't matter."

Luo Ying raised a concern. "But if the Sect Master finds out about this, it could be a problem. He has strictly forbidden any factions within the sect."

Wang Jian was confident. "I will handle that."

"Any other doubts?" he asked the group.

It was Tang Xiaohui who spoke up this time. "What if the other factions discover what we are doing?"

Wang Jian replied simply, "For now, we'll hire powerful mercenary groups. I'll take care of this issue soon enough."

"Does anyone else have any other questions or concerns?" he asked.

"Naa," they responded rather lazily.

With that settled, they decided to relax and unwind. They spent the rest of the day in leisure, enjoying each other's company as they chatted and drank.

Wang Jian's instructions to his friends were well-received, and they immediately set to work carrying out their respective tasks.

Xie Zhiwei diligently worked through the list of twenty-eight names and had already identified seven members who were loyal to Wang Ying's faction.

Despite Xie Zhiwei's best efforts to be discreet in his investigation, it didn't take long for the seven individuals he had identified to catch wind of what was going on.

They were outraged to hear that Xie Zhiwei's subordinates were asking questions about them both in the Alchemy Society and on the streets and wasted no time in expressing their displeasure to the Xie family.

They stormed into the Xie family's estate, demanding to know why they were being investigated.

Xie Zhiwei remained calm despite his family's scolding in front of the faction members. After they left, he revealed that the investigation was carried out on Wang Jian's orders.

The Xie Family was taken aback by this revelation and pressed him for more information.

Xie Zhiwei, however, had no further information to offer, leaving the family to wonder what Wang Jian's motives could be.

Their curiosity led them to investigate further, and they discovered that Wang Jian had accompanied Luo Ying to the Sacred Crane Sect.

It seemed that he would be away for a while, leaving them with no choice but to wait for his return.

Meanwhile, Liu Yu and Tang Xiaohui had already started their tasks.

Liu Yu followed Wang Jian's instructions and asked his family to withhold their share of talismans that they received from the Celestial Talisman's Guild.

His family was thrilled when they learned that Wang Jian would provide them with a buyer who would pay double the price for the talismans.

However, they were curious about the buyer's identity, suspecting that they must be someone with a sensitive identity to pay such a high price.

On the other hand, Tang Xiaohui used his father's influence to gather various merchants, craftsmen, blacksmiths, armoursmiths, tailors, hunters, and others.

He informed them to prepare large quantities of supplies and provided them with a part of payment as advance.

Additionally, Tang Xiaohui also informed them to send any information related to Ye Chen directly to Wang Jian's palace.

As Wang Jian reached the Sacred Crane Sect, he found out that Old Chu, the former sect master of the Heavenly Blade Sect, had left for the Crown Prince's camp in a hurry.

The reason behind his sudden departure was that Ye Chen had fought against the Crown Prince's subordinates and saved the Demon Princess.

Upon hearing this news, Wang Jian couldn't help but think to himself, 'As expected.'

He was pleased that his plan was unfolding as he had anticipated.

With a sly grin on his face, he swiftly penned a letter to his palace, instructing his men to use this information to ruin Ye Chen's reputation and destroy his popularity.

At roughly the same time, the second princess Wang Ying was also informed of Ye Chen's actions.

She was utterly astonished and couldn't resist slapping her forehead in exasperation.

The news had deeply disappointed her, and she felt a profound sense of frustration at Ye Chen's behavior.

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Old Chu, a respected Emperor Realm expert and Ye Chen's master, had made his way to the Crown Prince Wang Hao's camp in the north to inquire about his disciple's whereabouts.

"Where is my disciple?" Old Chu demanded, his tone blunt and unapologetic.

Despite his authority, not many dared to speak to the crown prince in such a manner. However, Old Chu's reputation and standing in the martial world allowed him that privilege.

The Crown Prince remained unperturbed by Old Chu's mannerisms and responded calmly, "He has been imprisoned alongside the demons. His actions have left me with no choice. He did try to save the demon princess, after all."

Old Chu's expression darkened at the mention of Ye Chen's involvement with the demon princess.

"Ye Chen has always been rash and impulsive. I will take full responsibility for his actions and will ensure that he receives the punishment he deserves," he said firmly, his voice laced with disappointment.

The Crown Prince nodded solemnly, "I understand, Master Chu. However, I must ask you to keep a close eye on him. We cannot risk any more incidents like this."

Old Chu nodded upon hearing those words. However, the Crown Prince continued with a cold tone, "I expect the Heavenly Blade Sect to make up for this magnanimity."

A frown appeared on Old Chu's face as he replied, "I shall personally owe you a favor, Wang Hao."

Wang Hao smiled slyly, "That is good enough. You can take him away."

While Old Chu went to retrieve his disciple, Ye Chen was engaged in a fierce battle against the demons locked up with him.

Despite being outnumbered, Ye Chen easily dispatched the demons because of his superior physique and skills.

As he threw their lifeless bodies into his Chaos Essence Bead, he noticed something strange happening.

A dark energy was being generated within the bead as a result of the demon corpses being absorbed.

This energy was absorbed by Ye Chen's body, making him feel stronger and more invigorated than ever before.

In fact, his vitality and stamina were being fully restored with each demon he defeated and absorbed.

Ye Chen was amazed by this unexpected turn of events. He never knew that the Chaos Essence Bead possessed such a unique ability.

With renewed determination, Ye Chen continued to fight the demons, growing stronger with each victory.

Suddenly, a booming voice from above interrupted his battle. "Ye Chen!" the voice called out, causing him and the demons to look up in surprise. They saw Old Chu flying in the sky, his powerful Emperor Realm aura causing the demons to shrink back in fear.

Old Chu landed in front of Ye Chen, his face stern and serious. "Ye Chen, what were you thinking?" he scolded. "Your actions have brought shame to the Heavenly Blade Sect and endangered our relationship with the royal family."

Ye Chen hung his head in shame. "Master, I know I have made a mistake. I am willing to face any punishment."

Old Chu sighed, his tone softening. "Ye Chen, you have always been impulsive, but I hope you learn from this incident. We will deal with the consequences later, but for now, we need to escape this place."

Ye Chen nodded in agreement, his eyes brimming with gratitude towards his master. "Thank you, Master Chu. I will make up for my mistakes."

Old Chu gave a nod and waved his hand, breaking the shackles that restrained Ye Chen's cultivation.

With that, Old Chu and Ye Chen flew out of the barrier, leaving the demons trembling in fear.

As they flew towards the Heavenly Blade Sect, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. He was grateful to be out of that prison and to have his freedom back.

As they soared towards the Heavenly Blade Sect, Old Chu fixed Ye Chen with a piercing gaze. "Enlighten me, Ye Chen," he demanded with a stern edge to his voice. "Why have you been making such reckless choices? Firstly, you ambushed the seventh prince Wang Jian!"

Ye Chen quickly replied, eager to explain himself. "Master, that bastard Wang Jian and his friends had bullied Guan Yin. They treated the matter as if it were nothing. I couldn't just stand by and let them get away with it."

Old Chu's expression remained unyielding. "And what of your involvement in the attack on the Celestial Talisman's Guild Branch in Zhuyu City?"

Ye Chen's face tensed with regret. "I acted on orders from the Second Princess. My participation was intended to remain confidential."

Old Chu snorted derisively. "And yet your name has still surfaced. What about the demon princess? Why did you involve yourself in her rescue?"

Ye Chen hesitated briefly before answering, "I believed her to be a human in need of aid. I couldn't simply stand by and watch her be mistreated."

Old Chu shook his head in exasperation. "Ye Chen, your impulsivity could lead to your ruin. You must learn to consider the ramifications of your actions. They will catch up with you in time."

Ye Chen hung his head in acquiescence, fully grasping the severity of the situation.

"Do you understand the consequences of your actions?" Old Chu asked, his voice heavy with disappointment. "The Heavenly Blade Sect has paid a steep price to calm the factions affected by your rash decisions. We were forced to use three kilograms of the Tyrant Emperor's Crystal to forge a sword and gift it to Wang Jian."

Ye Chen's eyes widened in shock at the mention of the Tyrant Emperor's Crystal, one of the most valuable treasures of the Heavenly Blade Sect.

He knew that only a select few could afford to forge a sword from it, and even the Sect Master was not among them. To gift it to Wang Jian was a huge loss.

His frustration was palpable as he realized that it was all because of his ambush on Wang Jian.

Old Chu's next words only added to Ye Chen's distress. "The repercussions of your actions have extended even further," he said with a scowl.

"The Celestial Talisman's Guild has threatened to blacklist our entire sect unless we provide a reasonable explanation for your attack. No one from the Heavenly Blade Sect will be able to purchase a talisman from them."

Ye Chen felt his heart sink as he realized the gravity of the situation. The Celestial Talisman's Guild was one of the most important sources of talismans for the Heavenly Blade Sect, and being cut off from them would be a serious blow.

Before Ye Chen could even come up with a solution, Old Chu added, "…As for this latest incident of you saving the demon princess, I have no doubt that this will cause everyone in the Empire calling out for your blood!"

Ye Chen felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of the entire Empire turning against him.

Old Chu, noticing the fear in Ye Chen's eyes, decided to offer some reassurance. "Fortunately, it seems that the news of this incident couldn't have spread very far," he said. "Since Wang Hao wants to use it as leverage against me, he won't actively spread it. I'll also use my contacts to make sure that the news doesn't reach too many ears."

Ye Chen felt a glimmer of hope at Old Chu's words. He knew that Old Chu was well-connected and had a lot of influence in the Empire, so his assurance was comforting.

Old Chu continued, "Your good relationship with the church will also come in handy. People will have a hard time believing that someone who is so closely tied to the church would conspire with a demon."

Ye Chen felt a surge of gratitude towards Old Chu. "Thank you, Master. I am forever in your debt for this favor," he said earnestly.

It's my duty as your teacher to aid you in your time of need," Old Chu replied sagely. "Remember to take this as a lesson and learn from it."

That night, Old Chu made an effort to contact his allies in an attempt to prevent the spread of the information. However, it quickly became evident that his efforts were in vain.

To Old Chu's dismay, it was revealed that someone had already disseminated the news throughout the Empire.

It had been a calculated and premeditated attack on Ye Chen's reputation.

As Old Chu dug deeper into the matter, his frustration grew, and he soon uncovered the culprit responsible for this heinous act: the seventh prince Wang Jian.

When Ye Chen learned of this, he couldn't contain his anger and punched the ground in fury, his frustration boiling over.

The most annoying part was that Old Chu and Ye Chen couldn't challenge these rumors as they were the truth!

"We must act swiftly to rectify this situation," Old Chu said with determination.

Ye Chen was all ears, desperate for a solution to his predicament. "What can we do?" he asked.

"Forget about the agreement with the second princess," Old Chu advised. "Instead, we must focus on eradicating demon nests that are plaguing the Empire. By actively hunting these demons, news of your exploits will spread, and eventually, the people will forget about this incident."

Ye Chen nodded, understanding the gravity of his situation. "I'll do whatever it takes to clear my name," he replied with conviction.

After returning to the Heavenly Blade Sect, Ye Chen sent a message to the second princess to inform her of his decision.

Second Princess Wang Ying was more than happy about this decision. In fact, if Ye Chen hadn't taken this decision, she would have thrown him out of her faction.

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At this very moment, Wang Jian was in the middle of a meeting with the highly influential Sect Master of the Sacred Crane Sect, Zhi Huan.

With his peak stage King Realm cultivation, Zhi Huan was widely respected throughout the sect for his wisdom and strength.

Meanwhile, Luo Ying's father held the position of sixth elder in the sect, with a mid-stage King Realm cultivation.

Although his status wasn't very high among the elders, he had enough clout to arrange a meeting between Wang Jian and the esteemed Sect Master Zhu Huan.

Wang Jian and Zhu Huan sat on comfortable cushions on the ground, with a low table separating them. As they spoke, a young disciple entered the room, holding a tray with two cups of steaming tea.

Zhu Huan gestured towards the cups and said, "Please try our tea. It's one of the specialities of our sect, made from the finest tea leaves we cultivate ourselves."

Wang Jian picked up his cup and took a sip, his face breaking into a pleased smile. "This is truly remarkable. The tea is smooth and refreshing."

Zhu Huan chuckled modestly. "Our sect may have some skill in tea-making, but that is not why you are here, is it?"

Wang Jian smiled. "Indeed not. I come to discuss a matter of mutual interest, Sect Master Zhu."

"Does this matter relate to the matters regarding your faction, seventh prince?" Zhu Huan asked rather politely.

With a nod, Wang Jian confirmed his suspicions, "That's correct. I come here, bringing you with a proposition. Join my faction."

Zhu Huan's expression turned sour. "Join forces? Or should I say, surrender to your faction? Your true intentions are transparent, Seventh Prince."

Wang Jian shrugged nonchalantly. "I understand why you might think that, but I assure you that I have no plans to interfere with how you govern your sect. However, I do hope to have your sect on my side if a conflict arises."

Zhu Huan remained unconvinced. "And what guarantee do I have that you won't meddle in the affairs of my sect?" he asked.

Wang Jian leaned back in his cushion, his expression serious. "I give you my word that I won't interfere in your sect's governance. I know the value of having allies in times of need, and your sect's strength and expertise would be invaluable to me."

The Sect Master pondered Wang Jian's proposal for a moment. "What would you offer in return for our support?" he asked.

Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with ambition. "The resources and protection of my faction," he replied confidently. "And I assure you that if you choose to join us, your sect will have a prominent position in my kingdom."

Zhu Huan studied Wang Jian for a moment before replying, "...Your offer is indeed enticing, Seventh Prince. However, I must decline. You see, I have a strict policy of keeping my sect untainted by imperial factions."

Wang Jian rolled his eyes and retorted, "I am aware of your reasons. Your brother was killed thirty years ago when both of you joined my uncle's faction in the fight for the throne. Not only did you suffer the loss of your brother, but the future of the Sacred Crane Sect was also jeopardized."

Zhu Huan replied sarcastically, "I am honored that the Seventh Prince has taken the time to thoroughly investigate me." His annoyance was evident as soon as Wang Jian brought up the topic of his deceased brother.

Wang Jian asked him, "Are you sure you won't change your mind?"

Zhu Huan spoke rather resolutely, "Yes. I have spent the past decades trying to rebuild this sect. I don't want to destroy it because of another battle for the throne."

Taking another sip of the tea, Wang Jian spoke, "…Do you know why the Sacred Crane Sect never became one of the great sects of the Empire? Do you know what you lack?"

"…Resources," Zhu Huan responded calmly.

"No. You lack resources and reach. And I am the only man who can provide it to you," Wang Jian spoke confidently.

Zhu Huan rolled his eyes in disdain as he responded, "If I must go against my principles to grow this sect, why should I join your faction? I believe it would be better for my sect to join the Crown Prince's faction. He has a much higher chance of winning the throne than all others."

"Did my uncle's defeat at my father's hands teach you nothing, Zhu Huan? My father was originally the fourth prince of the Empire, yet he is the one whom you refer to as the Emperor now. So, don't judge too quickly," Wang Jian spoke.

Zhu Huan sneered, "You think you can fool me with that? The current situation is much different than that. You have no idea just how far ahead Wang Hao is ahead of you. He has the strongest sects, clans, and even the top associations working for him. There is no way he will lose in this battle for the throne."

"Never be so sure about this. But enough about that, I can't convince you to change your mind today," Wang Jian spoke calmly.

A sly smirk appeared on his face as he added, "I have another proposal that will definitely get you thinking about our cooperation. As you know, my faction is small and there are no sects allied to me. This means that if you join my faction, you will receive a much greater share than you will from any other faction."

"Let's hear it," Zhu Huan seemed interested as he spoke those words.

Wang Jian nodded and began speaking, "Since you will be the first sect that will join my faction, I will give you the spot of the One of the Four Great Sects if I do win the throne. But I guess that's for later and you might want something more direct. So, I will provide you with land, tax concessions, resources, and even the support of the local authorities."

"Oh really? Where?" Zhu Huan asked sarcastically.

"The Silvercrest Dominion and the Windhaven Kingdom," Wang Jian responded instantly.

Zhu Huan raised his brows in wonder as he heard those names. He instantly recalled that the Silvercrest Dominion was indeed assigned to Wang Jian's faction. It was Concubine Bai who was managing this region until now.

Meanwhile, the Windhaven Kingdom was under the Ninth Prince Wang Lan. However, Zhu Huan had heard information of how Wang Jian had once seized control of this Kingdom from his brother.

"…I will tell you after a discussion with my elders," Zhu Huan responded after contemplating the offer for some time.

"Send the answer to my palace," Wang Jian spoke as he stood up and prepared to leave. There was no longer any reason for him to stay here.

From the start, Wang Jian knew that Zhu Huan was actually merely pretending to be disinterested in the offer.

He knew that since Zhu Huan had joined up a faction belonging to the royal family once, he could do it again as well.

Wang Jian just had to give him enough incentive.

Right now, Zhu Huan had a pretty good deal, and no other faction could provide it.

It was all because each one had already promised a lucrative deal to the other powerful sects.

Wang Jian chose the Sacred Crane Sect not because of its influence or techniques, but because he had someone on the inside he could trust to run the things in the sect. That was Liu Yu.

It wouldn't take long before Liu Yu could start to actively recruit sect disciples and even elders for his faction.

Well, this was just one fish done, though. There were a lot more sects that he had to target.

While he was on his way back, Wang Jian's palace received more information from those merchants stating that Ye Chen was sighted in the Jinhua City two weeks earlier. It appeared that he headed to the Jin Clan.

This information interested him a little. After all, he had asked Jin Meixiang to inform him if Ye Chen came to visit her clan, yet she sent him no message.

"…Did something happen between them?" Wang Jian wondered as a sly smirk appeared on his face.

For the following two days, Wang Jian journeyed towards Jinhua City. When he arrived, he landed his griffin a safe distance away from the city to avoid arousing any suspicion. He then proceeded to enter the city by making use of his Moonshadow Step technique, moving with stealth and agility.

The Jin Clan's security measures were quite formidable, but Wang Jian was able to overcome them by utilizing his Shadow Manipulation skills to create a Shadow Clone.

The clone blended seamlessly with the shadows and quietly infiltrated the Jin Clan's opulent mansion, which was a hub of activity with guards patrolling the premises.

Considering that Wang Jian had been inside the mansion before, it didn't take his clone much time to find Jin Meixiang.

At this moment, Jin Meixiang was in her chambers, cultivating at this moment.

"…Miss Meixiang. I feel distressed that you didn't inform me about Ye Chen's visit to your mansion. I thought we were friends," Wang Jian's voice resounded in the room.

Jin Meixiang was startled to hear Wang Jian's voice so suddenly.

"Y-Your Highness?!" Jin Meixiang spoke aloud as her voice trembled in fear.

The shadow on the ground suddenly turned into a corporal being with Wang Jian's physique. He spoke, "Don't worry. I am just a clone sent by the master to ask you a couple of questions."

Jin Meixiang wasn't unfamiliar with the clone techniques, but it was the first time she had seen one appear from shadows like that. She whispered, "I see. It's not that I couldn't inform you, but my father came to inform me that the second princess's men are watching me. They will intercept all my messages to you."

"My second sister, huh? Why was Ye Chen here? Was it something to do with her?" Wang Jian's clone asked.

Jin Meixiang nodded, "That's correct. She wanted his help to deal a huge damage to your faction, Your Highness."

After asking a couple more questions, the clone dispelled itself.

Wang Jian received those memories soon enough. A sly smirk appeared on his face as he felt that things were becoming really interesting.

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As Wang Jian returned to his palace in Aria City, he was greeted by his wives. "How is the business setup going on?" he asked.

Fen Shuying replied with a smile, "All three tribes have successfully set up their businesses. We didn't even have to exhaust our resources for the Crimson Mammoth Tribe and the Miracle Angel Tribe."

Wang Jian nodded with satisfaction. "That's great news. And what about my third brother's informants? Did you find any?"

Su Xian spoke up, "Yes, we found a few. Apparently, the third prince has spies in the two tribes who inform him of any new developments. We have already gathered information about the people he has bribed."

"Excellent work," Wang Jian said, a smirk forming on his lips. "But don't take action against them yet. Let them simmer. We can use them to send our own chosen information to my third brother."

Su Xian and Fen Shuying shared a look of relief.

Fen Shuying spoke up, "We were planning to confront them soon, but it's a good thing we waited for you."

"Get your clan ready," Wang Jian instructed her. "I want the Night Dagger Clan to appear ready to accept all missions regarding theft or assassination. Among those missions, choose the ones that you feel will benefit our faction the most."

Fen Shuying nodded, "Alright. I'll send two delegates from the clan."

Wang Jian then turned to Su Xian, "Prepare Meng Xiangyi and your disciples. You will accompany them to the Blackthorn Forest and lead them to battle beasts. But remember, your goal is to gather experience, not to engage in combat with extremely strong beasts."

"Yes, my husband," Su Xian replied eagerly. She had been looking forward to this opportunity to lead her disciples into battle.

What Wang Jian didn't inform Su Xian was that he was going to send Lady Zhuoran after her secretly. She was a King Realm expert so she could easily defend them against any powerful beasts or experts they accidentally encounter.

Meanwhile, Fen Shuying was going to lead her clan members in a covert mission. They would be tasked with assassinating individuals who worked for factions rival to Wang Jian's. This would weaken his enemies' power and make it easier for him to achieve his goals.

Wang Jian wanted to take a break from their usual work and planning, so he decided to take Su Xian and Fen Shuying on a date within his palace.

He arranged for a private dinner in a beautifully decorated room with a table set with exquisite dishes and delicacies. The room was lit with candles, and the atmosphere was romantic.

As they enjoyed their meal, they chatted about their daily lives, and Wang Jian asked about their opinions of the palace.

The conversation then turned to Han Xifeng and Kang Huian.

Su Xian spoke up, "I have been thinking about them a lot lately. They have been with us for so long, and they have helped us in many ways."

Fen Shuying chimed in, "I agree. They are both very skilled and trustworthy. We should find a way to reward them for their loyalty."

Wang Jian nodded, "I agree with you both. I will make sure they are rewarded for their service to us."

"What is your opinion of Xiao Ling and Bixi Shuyan?" He asked them.

"…I don't know why but I get the feeling that they can't be trusted," Su Xian spoke hesitantly.

Wang Jian raised his brow in amazement, 'So she can sense Xiao Ling and Bixi Shuyan's status as Heroines with her instincts. That's rather interesting.'

"What about you? What do you think about those two?" He asked Fen Shuying.

"I have actually asked two subordinates to keep an eye on them at all times in the palace. Till now, they haven't done anything suspicious," Fen Shuying responded.

"Hmm. Alright," Wang Jian nodded in understanding.

At one point, Wang Jian suggested they play a game, and he pulled out a set of cards. Su Xian and Fen Shuying were both surprised, as they had never played this particular game before.

They quickly got the hang of it, and soon they were all fully engrossed in the game. They laughed and teased each other as they played, and the atmosphere was light and carefree.

After a while, they finished playing and sat back to relax. Su Xian looked around the palace and couldn't help but comment on how much she loved it.

"It's so beautiful here," she said. "I feel so lucky to be able to live in such a wonderful place."

Fen Shuying nodded in agreement. "Yes, the palace is truly magnificent. And the way it's decorated is simply stunning."

Wang Jian smiled proudly. "I'm glad you both like it."

As the night went on, they continued to enjoy each other's company, savoring the delicious food and basking in the warm, inviting atmosphere of the palace. It was a wonderful evening, filled with laughter, joy, and love.

The following day, Wang Jian summoned Kang Huian and Han Xifeng to his chambers.

Unlike the previous night with Su Xian and Fen Shuying, he didn't plan to entertain them with dinner.

To his surprise, both Kang Huian and Han Xifeng entered the room with genuine smiles on their faces, no longer holding any resentment or unwillingness towards him.

Kang Huian's bitterness had greatly diminished after Wang Jian released her father from the dungeon, and Han Xifeng had finally found peace after receiving the Holy Aegis Pendant that concealed her fallen angel bloodline from her tribe members.

"So, how goes the development of your tribes?" Wang Jian asked them.

Kang Huian responded, "It's going well. The Third Prince has asked my tribe to send our warriors to join up with his forces and help them subdue the nearby bandit camps."

Han Xifeng added, "He also asked my tribe to concoct healing pellets and elixirs for his forces. In return, he has used his contacts to ensure that everyone in the city will know about this business."

Wang Jian nodded, "…That's good. Follow his instructions carefully but keep note of all his contacts and groups."

"Already began the work," Han Xifeng spoke proudly. "We even assigned a mercenary team to secretly watch over those groups. We already have complete information about each group, including their family and friends."

Wang Jian seemed delighted by this news as he spoke, "Good. Make sure to bribe two people in that mercenary group who can send us information about discussions in the inside circle. If they don't accept bribes, then threaten them. But make sure we have two informants among each team."

"Got it," Han Xifeng spoke in understanding.

Wang Jian then turned towards Kang Huian, "Have your members split up and join different mercenary groups. In fact, teach a couple of your clan techniques to some other experts. I want the name of your tribe to reach far and wide. Once your tribe is sufficiently famous, we can set up that Arena I promised you."

"I will get it done!" Kang Huian promised with a resolute face.

"Hmm. What about the training? Do your tribes need anything else?" Wang Jian asked curiously.

Han Xifeng responded, "Master, I actually checked out information regarding the Church of Divine Light and I feel that my clan has a profound connection to it. In our ancient records, it states that our tribe was a major part of this church."

"…Interesting," Wang Jian's eyes widened slightly.

Kang Huian then spoke, "My clan elders also informed me that my tribe has a history with a clan in this Empire. It's the Chu Clan. They are the reason my tribe was banished to the Zhenguan Region."

"That's the same clan as the previous sect master of the Heavenly Blade Sect. It appears you have a powerful enemy," Wang Jian muttered solemnly.

Kang Huian nodded and spoke, "Yes, Master. They framed my clan to be working with the rebellion groups. If possible, I would like to avenge the injustice my clan had suffered."

Wang Jian responded with a serious tone, "It is important to exercise patience before seeking revenge. The Chu Family possesses an Emperor-Realm expert, which makes it difficult to deal with them. For now, focus on the tasks I have assigned to you and on your personal growth. It would be ideal if you all could advance to the King Realm as quickly as possible."

Kang Huian replied respectfully, "Yes, Master."

Han Xifeng nodded in agreement and replied with a serious expression, "We will do our best, Master."

After the conversation was over, Wang Jian led them to the bed and slowly undressed them.

Their seductive figures captured Wang Jian's attention as they indulged in a long and passionate night.

Wang Jian made love to both of them repeatedly, passionately, and with roughness that left them both breathless.

As the night progressed, the atmosphere in the room grew more intimate, with the soft glow of candles illuminating the surroundings. The scent of the burning candles and the fragrance of the two women filled the air, adding to the ambiance of the room.

Wang Jian's hands roamed over the curves of Kang Huian and Han Xifeng's bodies, exploring every inch of their flesh.

The three of them continued to indulge in each other, lost in the heat of the moment. Wang Jian took turns satisfying both of them, and they eagerly reciprocated.

It was a night of intense passion, and they finally fell asleep in each other's arms, sated and exhausted.

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As if in a fleeting moment, a whole month had passed.

During this period, Ye Chen had been confined to the Heavenly Blade Sect. His master had imposed this punishment upon him, partly to discipline him, and partly to shield him from the outrage of the people.

Word had spread like wildfire that Ye Chen was a demon's accomplice.

However, there were still some who stood by him.

Elder Hua and her followers, who believed in Ye Chen's integrity, were among his staunch supporters.

There were also his loyal friends from different factions who refused to let the rumors tarnish Ye Chen's reputation. Unfortunately, their efforts at restoring Ye Chen's reputation yielded no good results.

Lastly, the only member of the royal family who still had faith in him was the second princess, Wang Ying.

As all of this unfolded, significant events were unfolding in the Empire as well, with the triumphant return of the Crown Prince from the demon battlefront.

Despite failing to capture the Demon Princess, his faction had succeeded in securing the coveted Yin Spring.

This was a momentous achievement, and in honor of his son's victory, the Emperor arranged for an extravagant feast upon the Crown Prince's return.

The news of this event spread like wildfire, and the entire capital was abuzz with excitement and anticipation as they awaited the arrival of the victorious Crown Prince.

Over the past month, Wang Ying had been making good use of Ye Chen's extensive network within different factions.

With calculated steps, she had managed to infiltrate numerous organizations, engaging in secretive negotiations with several influential members of the Mystic Creature Handlers Union, the Brotherhood of the Steel Fist, the Crimson Guards, and the Iron Mercenaries.

Her efforts were aimed at forming alliances and strengthening her position in preparation for the political upheaval that seemed inevitable.

After successfully securing alliances with several powerful organizations, Wang Ying wasted no time in putting her newfound connections to work.

She began to create chaos for her rivals' factions through two distinct strategies.

Firstly, by using her discounts on the services of these organizations, Wang Ying was able to secure multiple trade routes.

This involved tasking one mercenary group to attack caravans, while another group would protect them. These groups would switch their roles depending on the region they were operating in.

Often, the targets of these groups were caravans belonging to clans, sects, or organizations that were affiliated with Wang Ying's rival factions.

The Brotherhood of the Steel Fist and the Iron Mercenaries were the primary groups involved in these raids.

Secondly, Wang Ying used her informants within these organizations to stay ahead of her rivals by learning of their plans and targets before they could execute them.

This kept her faction a step ahead and gave her an advantage in the ongoing power struggle.

Wang Ying's rivals, particularly the Crown Prince's faction, soon became aware of her tactics and began planning to counter them.

As for the third prince's faction, it remained relatively stagnant.

Despite keeping a low profile, he was still actively supporting the growth of the Miracle Angel Tribe and the Crimson Mammoth Tribe.

These tribes were slowly gaining strength and influence, and it seemed that the third prince was biding his time to make his next move.

Notably, the faction of Wang Jian experienced some significant developments during this time.

One of the most notable events was the expedition led by Su Xian and her team to the perilous Blackthorn Forest.

Their objective was to retrieve 41 tusks from the ferocious Crazy Mammoths.

This was a daunting task, as they had to live in the forest, build their own shelters, and subsist off the land.

The first week was the most challenging, as they faced numerous obstacles such as obtaining food, and water, and managing their shifts.

However, this challenging experience provided valuable opportunities for Su Xian to hone her leadership skills and direct her disciples effectively.

Meanwhile, Meng Xiangyi played a crucial role as Su Xian's assistant, helping her to manage complex matters and serve as the group's second-in-command.

Throughout the months that Meng Xiangyi had spent working for Wang Jian in the Empire, she had gained a wealth of knowledge and experience.

She was grateful for this opportunity, as it had opened her eyes to new perspectives and ways of doing things.

One of the most surprising things she learned during her time with Su Xian was that she was originally from the Zhenguan Region.

Su Xian regaled Meng Xiangyi with stories about Wang Jian, recounting his many acts of kindness and happy memories they had shared together.

These stories slowly but steadily improved Wang Jian's image in Meng Xiangyi's mind, and she began to see him in a more positive light.

Over their time in the Blackthorn Forest, Meng Xiangyi confided in Su Xian about her thoughts and feelings regarding Wang Jian and the events that had transpired in the Windhaven Kingdom.

Su Xian was secretly thrilled to hear this, as she saw it as an opportunity to sway Meng Xiangyi to their side and bolster Wang Jian's faction.

She went on to describe some of the ways in which Wang Jian had aided others. She shared how he had provided assistance during natural disasters to the people in the Zhenguan Region and sponsored the education of children in an orphanage who could not afford it.

Meng Xiangyi listened attentively, deeply impressed by Wang Jian's kindness and compassion.

After taking a break to rest, Su Xian continued her praises of Wang Jian. "Being with Wang Jian is truly wonderful," she said. "He takes care of us and ensures that we have everything we need to thrive."

Meng Xiangyi was astounded by the level of care and attention that Wang Jian showed for his women. "That's truly remarkable," she said.

Su Xian grinned. "Indeed it is. Think about when was the last time you saw a man allow his wife to create and manage her own force?"

Meng Xiangyi was taken aback by Su Xian's words and realized that she was right.

In reality, even though Meng Xiangyi's mothers were powerful cultivators, they had been reduced to mere housewives, with no influence within or outside the Meng Clan, which her father managed.

"It's not just me," Su Xian continued. "Jian has also allowed Shuying, Huian, and Xifeng to manage their own forces. He does provide us with some guidance, but that is his prerogative as the faction leader."

"You're correct," Meng Xiangyi whispered. "I never realized this until now."

Su Xian went on to discuss the importance of teamwork and collaboration, explaining how Wang Jian valued input from everyone on the team.

As Meng Xiangyi heard these words, she felt a sense of camaraderie and understood why Su Xian held Wang Jian in such high regard.

Turning to Su Xian, she said hesitantly, "He sounds like a truly exceptional leader."

Su Xian nodded, understanding Meng Xiangyi's hesitation.

"I know you must have some doubts about him, especially given his actions towards your lover, but I believe he must have had his reasons," Su Xian explained. "After all, why would he travel all the way to the Windhaven Kingdom and kill someone who was insignificant? It doesn't make sense."

Meng Xiangyi nodded thoughtfully, realizing that what Su Xian said made sense. "I appreciate your words. I was hoping that Zhang Fei wasn't guilty, but it seems that he was. This is why His Highness Jian dealt with him so severely, even going so far as to eliminate his entire clan," Meng Xiangyi acknowledged.

Su Xian sensed that Meng Xiangyi was on the verge of being convinced, so she continued to persuade her.

"When Jian returned from the Windhaven Kingdom, he mentioned that he had put a stop to a rebellion. I strongly suspect that he was referring to Zhang Fei," she added, solidifying her argument.

Meng Xiangyi's eyes widened at the revelation. "A rebellion?" she repeated, shocked. "Zhang Fei involved?"

Su Xian nodded. "Yes, and that's why Wang Jian had to take such drastic measures. It was necessary to ensure the stability and safety of the kingdom."

Meng Xiangyi's expression was conflicted as she thought about Zhang Fei's past behavior and arrogance.

"Yes, you are right," she finally conceded. "It is difficult to believe, but it is not impossible."

Su Xian smiled gently. "I'm glad you understand, Xiangyi."

Following their lengthy conversation, Meng Xiangyi found herself growing much closer to Su Xian.

The perilous moments they had faced together in the Blackthorn Forest, coupled with Su Xian's heroism in coming to her aid, only deepened Meng Xiangyi's adoration and respect for her.

Unbeknownst to Su Xian's team, Lady Zhuoran had been ordered by Wang Jian to protect them secretly. Her strict orders were to keep a low profile and defend the team from all potential life-threatening attacks without revealing herself.

However, she was only allowed to reveal her presence in the case of a King Realm beast or warrior threatening Su Xian's team.

The reason for Wang Jian's covert directive to Lady Zhuoran was to ensure Su Xian's confidence and trust in herself without putting her in actual danger.

His intention was to provide her with a sense of security while still allowing her to experience the challenges of the journey.

The concept of growth was intrinsically tied to a feeling of peril and uncertainty. Individuals needed to face challenges and difficult situations to develop and improve their skills and abilities.

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The next significant development in Wang Jian's faction was the Night Dagger Clan's rise to prominence. They gained infamy for executing successful assassinations of numerous traders, landlords, and some members of reputable organizations.

The economic affairs of the Empire and those organizations remained largely unscathed as the targets were carefully selected and replaceable.

Despite everyone knowing who was responsible for the killings, no one dared to publicly accuse Wang Jian.

The Night Dagger Clan began receiving a plethora of job offers via letters, each stating the target and the price offered.

These letters were handled by brokers who acted as intermediaries between the clients and the assassins. The brokers alone knew the clients' identities and targets.

The Underworld Barter Syndicate was a significant organization on par with the Dao of Alchemy Society, led by a peak King Realm expert.

It also had close ties with Emperor Realm experts causing them to possess great influence and background.

The Night Dagger Clan selected targets that would strengthen Wang Jian's faction, so they exclusively conducted negotiations with the Underworld Barter Syndicate for the price of the deaths of these individuals.

News of Fen Shuying's involvement with the Night Dagger Clan quickly spread throughout the capital, causing a stir among the various organizations.

Many began to wonder about her relationship with Wang Jian and whether or not he had approved of her actions, or if she was acting independently.

In a society where men typically held the majority of power, it was uncommon for a woman to be allowed to manage an organization, let alone one as influential as the Night Dagger Clan. This fact only added to the intrigue and speculation surrounding Fen Shuying's role.

Rumors and whispers circulated through the halls of power, with some speculating that Fen Shuying was using the Night Dagger Clan to further her own ambitions.

Others whispered that Wang Jian was losing his grip on power, and that his wife was stepping in to fill the void.

Despite the rampant speculation, no one could deny the impact that Fen Shuying and the Night Dagger Clan had on the Empire.

Their bold and successful assassinations of certainly been a wakeup call as many organizations were forced to reevaluate their own security measures in response.

The third notable event that occurred this month was the steady progress of the Crimson Mammoth Tribe and the Miracle Angel Tribe. The two tribes had also made their impact in the Empire, but not to the same extent as the Night Dagger Clan.

It was only natural as the Third Prince wanted to keep his connection with them a secret. These two tribes were going to be his aces to destroy Wang Jian's faction in one go.

The fourth significant event that unfolded this month was the successful negotiation between Wang Jian and Sect Master Zhu Huan.

As per the agreement, the Sacred Crane Sect publicly declared its allegiance to Wang Jian's faction, solidifying their relationship and increasing Wang Jian's power and influence.

In keeping with his promise, Wang Jian immediately dispatched messages to King Chen, the Monarch of the Windhaven Kingdom, and King Peng, the Monarch of the Silvercrest Dominion, requesting their assistance in establishing branches of the Sacred Crane Sect in their respective kingdoms.

Wang Jian also emphasized the need for unconditional support to be provided to the sect, given their new status as a member of his faction.

The move was significant as it not only expanded Wang Jian's sphere of influence but also established a new power dynamic in the region.

It was also a clear message to other organizations and factions that Wang Jian was not to be underestimated and that his reach and influence were expanding rapidly.

The fifth noteworthy development was the successful integration of the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan into Wang Jian's faction.

Since both the matriarch, Lady Zhuoran, and her daughter, Bixi Shuyan, were already working for Wang Jian, the process of assimilating the entire clan was relatively smooth.

One factor that played a crucial role in winning over the clan was the generous gift of numerous Beast Cores brimming with rich essence.

Wang Jian formed a new team of powerful warriors from the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan and tasked them with exploring the region.

He was counting on Bixi Shuyan's extraordinary ability to detect treasures or celestial resources.

Of course, Wang Jian ensured that this team of warriors was led by two King Realm experts, as he was unwilling to risk losing or letting go of such a valuable treasure tracker like Bixi Shuyan.

Bixi Shuyan was thrilled to receive this opportunity as it served two purposes for her.

Firstly, it offered her a temporary reprieve from Wang Jian's advances and spared her from having to engage in any further sexual encounters with him.

Secondly, she saw it as a chance to prove her worth to Wang Jian by uncovering more treasures for him.

As her value increased, she hoped that Wang Jian would be more inclined to heed her opinions and suggestions in the future.

She was shrewd and strategic, recognizing that the key to gaining influence and power for the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan in Wang Jian's faction was through demonstrating her usefulness to him. This was also the only way she could keep her mother safe from Wang Jian's depraved clutches.

Unfortunately for her, Wang Jian was no ordinary man who could be easily manipulated, and he possessed a keen understanding of human nature, particularly when it came to ambition and greed.

During the course of her one-month journey, Bixi Shuyan was able to make a remarkable discovery.

She had found not one, but two mines containing rare Lord Realm resources that could be used to create powerful armors.

However, it was her third discovery that proved to be the most fortunate of all. There, she stumbled upon a rare opportunity to acquire twenty drops of the Steller Azure Dew.

This was an incredibly precious resource that had the ability to purify the meridians and significantly strengthen the body. Unlike other resources that could cause harmful side-effects, the Steller Azure Dew was completely safe to use.

What made the Steller Azure Dew even more valuable was the fact that it took hundreds of years of cultivation on a special plant to congeal.

It contained the essence of a special herb that had been cultivated for centuries and could greatly boost the cultivation of even King Realm experts.

Without hesitation, Bixi Shuyan immediately absorbed one of the twenty drops. Fortunately, the essence within the Steller Azure Dew was smooth and easy to absorb, and it quickly circulated within her body.

As a result, the beast qi within her physique began to revolve in a particular manner, activating the special method stored in her bloodline. This method was perfectly suited for her physique, and it allowed her to cultivate with ease.

Thanks to the Steller Azure Dew, Bixi Shuyan's bloodline was greatly stimulated, and a fifth silver tail sprouted from her back, growing to the same size as her other four silver tails.

Bixi Shuyan was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the fifth silver tail.

Her mother had told her that attaining the King Realm was a major milestone for any member of the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan, as it would result in the growth of an additional tail, regardless of the number of tails they had awakened prior to achieving this level of cultivation.

This meant that a fox with one tail would gain a second tail, a fox with two tails would acquire a third, and so forth.

Consequently, Bixi Shuyan would grow her sixth silver tail, once she advances to the King Realm, putting her bloodline on par with that of the Silver-Tailed Fox Clan's ancestral bloodline.

The prospect of reaching such a high level of cultivation filled Bixi Shuyan with excitement and a sense of pride.

Meanwhile, Bixi Shuyan's cultivation began to rise steadily. It had already reached the Third Stage of the Lord Realm. And this cultivation was still rising.

Filled with excitement, Bixi Shuyan eagerly made her way back to Wang Jian's palace, knowing that her recent discoveries would impress him greatly.

The two mines that she had stumbled upon were already filled with rare and valuable resources that would benefit Wang Jian's faction greatly, but the third discovery of the twenty drops of the Steller Azure Dew was the cherry on top of the cake.

Once Bixi Shuyan returned to the palace with these drops of the Steller Azure Dew, Wang Jian immediately distributed it among his women while keeping the rest with him.

Including Meng Xiangyi in the list of his women who received the dew drop, Wang Jian was left with 12 drops of Steller Azure Dew.

The cultivation of all his women rose steadily.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian absorbed one drop of Steller Azure Dew himself.

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Status

Name: Wang Jian.

Age: 20 years old.

Destiny Points: 212,671.

Cultivation: First Stage of the King Realm (Rising) -- Third Stage of the King Realm (After absorption of the essence in Steller Azure Dew.)

Cultivation Technique: Soaring Dragon Technique (Level 5) (Requires 2,000,000 Destiny Points to level up).

Skills: Origin Fist, Beam of Destruction, Mystic Force, Divine Shielding Iron Body, Enhanced Strength, Spiritual Sensitivity, Moonrise Fist, Lunar Shield, Moonshadow Step, Shadow Manipulation, Dark Fog, Eclipse Domain Annihilation, Tranquil Mind Divine Mantra, Black Castle, Elemental Genius, Dragon's Prestige, Enchantment Ability (Level 1), Starry Night Sky Strike, Serene Moonlight Slash, Swift Silver Stab, Endless Blade Defense, and Flowing Water Guard.

Ocular Abilities: True Eyes (Level 2) (200,000 Destiny Points).

Bloodline: Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Bloodline. (Second Level) (Next level: 500,000 Destiny Points).

Insight in Laws – Flame: Mid-Level (2,000,000 Destiny Points). Lightning – Nil (150,000 Destiny Points), Dark – Nil (100,000 Destiny Points), Sword – Nil.

Physique: Chaotic Yang Body (1,000,000 Destiny Points).

Spirit: Dark Flame Double-Headed River Dragon (Seven Star Spirit) (Mutated).

Weaknesses: Holy Attribute. Solar Attribute.

]

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Wang Jian prepared himself for the grand feast that the Emperor had organized to celebrate the victorious return of the Crown Prince from his battle against the demons.

The banquet was a highly significant event that would witness the attendance of all the high-ranking officials and nobles of the empire, and it was an occasion for displaying one's wealth, power, and prestige.

Wang Jian, being a member of the royal family, had to ensure that his appearance was impeccable and befitting his status.

He dressed himself in a luxurious silk robe of deep red, embroidered with intricate golden designs that displayed his wealth and taste.

Arriving at the banquet hall, he was greeted with the sights and sounds of grandeur - ornate decorations, the aroma of delectable food, and the melody of traditional music that played in the background.

As Wang Jian made his way to his designated seat, he overheard snippets of conversations around him.

Some were discussing the latest political developments, while others were talking about the impressive feat of the Crown Prince in securing the Yin Spring.

Just as he settled into his seat, the Emperor made his grand entrance, and the room erupted in applause. Wang Jian stood up respectfully and joined in, his eyes fixed on the Emperor.

The Emperor's voice boomed throughout the hall as he addressed the guests and raised the goblet in toast, "I thank you all for joining us today to celebrate the great victory of our Crown Prince against the demons. He has secured the Yin Spring, a feat that will go down in the annals of our history. Please enjoy yourselves and celebrate this momentous occasion."

The guests responded with a hearty cheer, raising their own goblets in salute. Wang Jian too raised his goblet and took a sip, his eyes fixed on the Emperor as he continued his speech.

"As we feast and make merry, let us not forget the sacrifices and bravery of our warriors who fought valiantly to defend our empire. Their deeds shall forever be etched in the annals of our history, a testament to the indomitable spirit of our people."

The guests nodded solemnly, their faces reflecting the somberness of the Emperor's words.

But as the banquet resumed, the mood gradually lightened, and the guests began to enjoy the sumptuous feast that had been prepared for them.

Wang Jian too dug into his plate, savoring the rich flavors and textures of the dishes.

After finishing his meal, Wang Jian strolled around the banquet hall, scanning the officials, nobles, and clan heads that had attended the celebration.

Most of them belonged to the Crown Prince's faction, and Wang Jian made sure to display his social grace by exchanging greetings and pleasantries with them.

As he passed by the Crown Prince's table, Wang Hao spoke up, "Congratulations on reaching the King Realm, Jian. I've heard the news."

"Thank you, eldest brother," Wang Jian responded with sincere smile.

However, the mood soon turned serious as Wang Hao brought up a troubling topic. "I have received reports that your faction has been carrying out assassinations within the capital. I trust you will put an end to this immediately."

Wang Jian's expression turned cold as he responded, "Eldest brother, I can assure you that I have no knowledge of any such actions. However, I understand the importance of maintaining peace within the capital and will ensure that any wrongdoing within our faction is brought to light and punished accordingly."

Wang Hao nodded, satisfied with his response. "Good. From now on, the Crimson Guards will be conducting investigations into any assassinations within the city. I expect your full cooperation in this matter."

Wang Jian nodded solemnly, "Of course, eldest brother. I will do everything in my power to assist in their investigations."

As Wang Hao and Wang Jian continued their conversation, the other individuals seated nearby couldn't help but pay attention to their exchange.

They could sense the tension in the air, and the experienced politicians among them could already see the subtle but palpable sparks between the two princes.

Despite Wang Jian's diplomatic response, it was clear that the two brothers were not on good terms.

It seemed as though Wang Hao was determined to assert his authority, while Wang Jian was equally resolved to stand his ground.

Some of them exchanged knowing glances, while others whispered discreetly to their companions.

Now that the Crown Prince had returned from the battlefront, they believed that the tensions were likely to rise between the factions.

Wang Jian, having had his fill of the festivities, excused himself from the Crown Prince's table and made his way towards the exit.

As Wang Jian strode out of the banquet hall, he heard the soft footsteps of someone following him. Turning around, he saw that it was his second sister Wang Ying, accompanied by her stunning aide.

With a sly smirk on her face, Wang Ying spoke, "…It appears that Hao got to you."

Wang Jian's expression hardened as he replied, "What do you mean, elder sister?"

"Please, Jian. Don't act naive," Wang Ying said, rolling her eyes. "Everyone in the Empire knows that your faction is behind the recent strings of assassinations. And now that Hao has spoken up about it publicly in the banquet, his faction will surely take strict action against you."

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb, Jian. You need my help," Wang Ying said, still wearing a sly smile.

Wang Jian's tone was cold, "And why would I need your help, elder sister?"

Wang Ying's smile turned into a smirk as she replied, "Because you know that I can be a powerful ally. Together, our factions can become unstoppable."

Wang Jian shook his head, "I'm not interested in turning my faction into a weapon to be wielded by you, sister. I'll handle this situation on my own."

Wang Ying shrugged, "Suit yourself, Jian. But just remember that I am here if you need some help."

Wang Jian stared at his sister while wondering how he should subdue her. Her luck was extremely high, so it was impossible for him to be forceful with her.

After a moment of deep contemplation, a sinister idea sprouted in his mind. He also created a trap for Major Guan Yin of the Crimson Guards.

As Wang Ying and her aide Ou Rou walked through the dimly lit corridors of the palace, the latter asked hesitantly, "Princess, what do we do about the seventh prince? Your plan to use him has failed."

Wang Ying stopped in her tracks and turned to face Ou Rou, her expression composed. "This was to be expected," she replied coolly. "I was merely testing the waters to see if Jian had been cowed by Hao's threats."

Ou Rou nodded slowly but couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at her mistress's callousness.

"But what about the situation now?" she asked tentatively.

Wang Ying's eyes gleamed with a cold determination.

"It changes nothing," she said firmly. "We will continue with our plan. We just need to eliminate a few key individuals, and make sure the blame falls on Jian."

Ou Rou swallowed nervously, knowing what her mistress was suggesting. The thought of sacrificing innocent lives for the sake of political gain made her stomach turn.

But Wang Ying was resolute in her ambition. She would do whatever it takes to secure her power and influence, even if it meant deceiving her trusted subordinates.

Only through such ruthless measures would the Crown Prince's faction turn against Wang Jian's faction.

Wang Ying's eyes gleamed with malice as she contemplated her plan to frame Wang Jian's faction for more assassinations.

She had been keeping a close eye on Wang Jian's actions, and she knew that he had yet to carry out any assassinations among the members of the Alchemy Society who had made things difficult for the Xie Family.

But she had a list of members who had acted against her family, and she was more than willing to sacrifice a few of them to achieve her goal.

With a cold smile, she turned to her aide, Ou Rou, and said, "It's time to take matters into our own hands. We'll have to assassinate a few of the elders on our list and make it look like it was Jian's Night Dagger Clan that did it."

Ou Rou looked at her with concern. "But Princess, won't that be too risky? What if we're caught?"

Wang Ying shrugged off her concerns, "We have to take the risk. Once we succeed, we will greatly reduce Jian's fame. Even if he finds out that it was done by me, there won't be anything he can do without risking Hao coming after him."

She knew that the Crimson Guards wouldn't be able to take action against a Royal Prince like Wang Jian, but they could easily go after his clan.

And so, it would be Wang Jian's Night Dagger Clan that would be their first target. With a devious smile on her face, Wang Ying began to plan her next move.

Ou Rou, with a concerned expression on her face, asked, "What are we going to do about Ye Chen?"

Wang Ying understood the gravity of the situation. Ye Chen, being a sensitive link to her faction, could lead to public outrage if news of their association was leaked. She had to tread carefully to maintain her power.

"If we sever our ties with Ye Chen, we risk losing our hold over the various organizations that we have expanded into through him and his friends. It could potentially be disastrous for us," Wang Ying said, her voice laced with concern.

Ou Rou nodded in understanding, but still, the situation worried her. "But what if the news does get out? Won't we face severe consequences?"

Wang Ying's face remained calm and collected as she responded, "If the public does find out, we will have to take strict action against Ye Chen to quell their outrage. But for now, we must keep our alliance with him a secret, and use it to our advantage as long as we can."

She knew that it was a delicate balance she had to maintain. But with her strategic mind and cunning, Wang Ying was confident that she could keep control over the situation.

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During the same period, the Church of Divine Light carried out a series of well-coordinated raids on three Crimson Cult hideouts.

The Church forces displayed impressive combat skills and managed to defeat four King Realm experts of the Crimson Cult.

Out of those four, two were captured alive.

Additionally, the Church successfully apprehended nearly thirty more members of the Crimson Cult, who had lower cultivation levels. Hong Meilin had played a critical role in capturing them as easily swept the floor with them.

However, just when the Church officials were about to interrogate the prisoners, they noticed something was off.

All of the captives were writhing in pain, their bodies covered in sweat, and their eyes bulging out.

The cause of their agony soon became apparent: each of them had ingested a mysterious poison that had started to take effect.

Despite the best efforts of the Church's healers, none of the captives survived.

It was as if the Crimson Cult had taken measures to ensure that their members would rather die than reveal any sensitive information to the Church.

The Church officials were taken aback by this development, and the news quickly spread throughout the city, causing widespread fear and outrage among the populace.

The mysterious poison had become a topic of discussion everywhere, and people were speculating about its origin and effects.

Ironically, the very fear of this deadly poison spurred the development of its antidote.

However, time was not on their side, as the poison had a narrow window for treatment. The antidote would only be effective if it was consumed within a certain period after being poisoned.

Thus, the antidote had to be carried by all members of the church at all times as they were at risk of getting attacked by the Crimson Cult members who possessed this mysterious poison.

The Crimson Cult had refrained from using the mysterious poison in their battles against the Church of Divine Light, as they were aware that it could lead to the development of an antidote.

However, the rapid development of the antidote still caught them off guard.

The success of developing the antidote could be attributed to the expertise of a talented alchemist, Wu Zong, who was a member of the church.

Wu Zong was a middle-aged man with remarkable skill in alchemy.

He quickly identified the ingredients of the poison and ran several tests on rare beasts to ensure its effectiveness.

Once the tests on the animals were successful, the next step was to test on willing humans.

Although no humans died during the testing, unfortunately, the same could not be said for the beasts.

The poison and various antidotes had been administered to many beasts of different species in the process.

The discussions regarding the poison and antidote that had been the talk of the town for some time were soon overshadowed by a new topic that caught everyone's attention.

The deacons of the Church of Divine Light were gathered together to discuss recent events, and one of them voiced their thoughts, "We have discovered seven secret vaults and managed to secure them. I can't help but wonder what kind of treasures are hidden inside."

Another deacon chimed in, "I've heard rumors that the vaults contain fiendish pills that the Crimson Cult members use to gain immense power. And there were also offerings found, which they sacrificed to their Supreme Evil God."

A third deacon added, "I caught a glimpse of some weapons in one of the vaults. They must be evil weapons of some sort."

At this point, the leader of the deacons spoke up, "Yes, all of these items are in our possession now. My mentor is currently gathering them up and planning to set up a purification ritual. We will cleanse the evil qi within these items so that the church can use them as valuable resources."

The other deacons nodded in agreement, and the conversation continued as they discussed the best methods to purify the items and the potential benefits the church could gain from them.

Unbeknownst to the Church of Divine Light, two out of the three hideouts they had raided were primary resource bases for the Crimson Cult.

These hideouts contained a vast array of resources, weapons, and supplies that the Crimson Cult relied on for their operations and growth.

The loss of these valuable resources and weapons was a significant setback for the Crimson Cult, and they were forced to scramble to find new sources to replenish their depleted reserves.

As news of the successful raids spread throughout the land, the Church of Divine Light was hailed as heroes, and their reputation grew even stronger.

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Since the banquet, three days had passed by without any major incidents.

The Crimson Guards continued to monitor Wang Jian's faction, but their efforts proved futile, as Wang Jian had given his organizations a well-deserved break.

During this time, he decided to give his women an opportunity to cultivate their abilities by granting them each a drop of Stellar Azure Dew for their closed-door cultivation.

The selected women were Su Xian, Fen Shuying, Chen Yiyan, Kang Huian, Han Xifeng, Xiao Ling, and Lady Zhuoran.

With the exception of Lady Zhuoran, all the other women experienced a significant rise in their cultivation due to the essence within the Stellar Azure Dew.

The essence within these dew drops possessed enough energy to boost their cultivation directly to the peak of the Lord Realm. It was just a matter of absorbing this essence properly.

Considering the great potential of these women, it would take them a month to absorb these drops properly.

Even Lady Zhuoran's cultivation rose by two stages, an achievement in itself, but it couldn't help her evolve her bloodline as her daughter could.

While Wang Jian was contemplating his next move, he heard a knock on his chamber door.

Utilizing his Spiritual Sensitivity, he identified the person behind the door to be Lady Xia, which surprised him.

"Come in," Wang Jian said, curious as to why Lady Xia had sought him out.

The door creaked open, and Lady Xia's eyes quickly scanned the dimly lit room before settling on Wang Jian, who was seated behind a desk.

She hesitated for a moment before stepping inside, her cheeks flushed with color. She removed her jacket and draped it over a chair before turning to face him.

Her clothing clung tightly to her curves, accentuating her figure in all the right places.

This was a departure from her usual conservative attire, and Wang Jian couldn't help but appreciate the sight before him. However, he was curious as to why she had sought him out.

"Thank you for inviting me in, Your Highness," she spoke softly, bowing her head slightly.

Wang Jian's eyes lingered on her cleavage, which was now on full display, and he couldn't resist the urge to tease her.

"What a sly woman you are," he whispered, his voice laced with amusement.

As Wang Jian playfully smacked Lady Xia's buttocks, her moan reverberated throughout the room, punctuating the air with a breathy exclamation of pleasure.

Her eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a gasp, overcome with the sensation.

"Ahh...damn...Ah...So good...I missed this feeling," she whispered, her breaths coming out in short, ragged gasps.

Wang Jian was a little taken aback by her reaction before a devious smile crept onto his face.

He chuckled and motioned for her to sit down, his demeanor quickly turning serious.

"What brings you here, Lady Xia?" he inquired, studying her intently.

Lady Xia stared at him with a shocked expression, her body still tingling from the touch of his hand.

She struggled to compose herself before finally speaking, "I-I just wanted to know how you were doing. A-Also, I wanted to k-know if everything is going well between you and Shuying."

Fen Shuying was Lady Xia's daughter and also Wang Jian's wife. So it made sense that Lady Xia had come to talk to Wang Jian about it.

As she spoke, however, her gestures were hard to ignore. Lady Xia was purposely crossing her arms beneath her massive globes, pushing them up and out for Wang Jian's perusal.

Her lips were bitten in a seductive manner, and her eyes sparkled with an irresistible desire that was impossible to ignore.

As Lady Xia continued to speak, Wang Jian listened intently, all the while studying her every movement and gesture. He could tell that she was nervous, yet determined to keep up her seductive facade. He decided to play along, enjoying the game of psychological manipulation.

"Well, Lady Xia, I'm doing just fine, thank you for asking," he replied smoothly, his eyes never leaving hers. "As for Shuying and I, everything is going quite well indeed."

Lady Xia's eyes flickered slightly at the mention of her daughter's name, but she quickly regained her composure and leaned forward slightly, giving Wang Jian an even better view of her ample cleavage.

"I'm glad to hear that," she purred, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "And what about us, Wang Jian? How are we doing?"

Wang Jian couldn't help but chuckle at her blatant attempt at seduction. He leaned back in his chair, his expression amused.

"Well, Lady Xia, I must say that you're looking quite lovely today," he said smoothly, his eyes dancing with amusement. "But I must ask, what brings you here, really?"

Lady Xia's cheeks flushed slightly, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She knew that Wang Jian was onto her, but she couldn't bring herself to admit it.

"I already told you," she replied, her voice slightly shaky. "I just wanted to check on you and Shuying."

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow, his smile growing wider.

"Is that so?" he asked, his tone teasing. "Because it seems to me that you came here for a different reason entirely."

Lady Xia's eyes widened in shock, and she took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, but her movements had become more erratic. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she struggled to keep her composure.

Wang Jian, on the other hand, feigned a perplexed look as he responded, "Is that so? I guess I must have been mistaken then."

Since he had already answered her questions, he felt that it was time for her to leave. "Since you have no other reason to be here, I suggest you leave now. I need to go back to sleep," he said firmly.

Lady Xia was flabbergasted to hear those words. With a rattled look in her eyes, she stood up and walked up to the door, trying to hide her disappointment and frustration.

However, before she took even a single step outside, she spoke up with her back facing Wang Jian, "You are right, Your Highness. I did come here for another reason. I thought you would know, but it appears I was mistaken."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lady Xia felt a strong smack on her buttocks, causing her to involuntarily moan in ecstasy. She turned around to see Wang Jian standing right behind her, his eyes dark with desire as he licked his lips dangerously. "Now, was that so hard to admit?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.

Lady Xia felt herself getting wet as she saw that depraved smile on Wang Jian's lips.

Lady Xia had been consumed by desire for weeks, ever since the last time she and Wang Jian had shared a night of intense passion.

It had been more than a month ago, before he left for the Windhaven Kingdom. Since then, she had discovered that Wang Jian had found another mistress, Lady Zhuoran, and had seemingly replaced her with this woman.

At first, she was relieved, as their relationship had never been consensual; she had been a sex slave to him.

However, as time passed, Lady Xia couldn't help but dream about those unforgettable nights of pleasure.

Finally, she had reached her breaking point. It was too much for her to bear. She had to have him again.

So, she devised a plan to seduce him. Lady Xia didn't want to directly express her desires to Wang Jian.

Lady Xia's plan was a gamble, but she was willing to take the risk.

She wanted nothing more than to feel his strong, muscular body on top of hers, thrusting into her with raw, forceful energy.

She wanted him to dominate her, to take her without mercy.

Regrettably, Lady Xia's plan to seduce Wang Jian by wearing a revealing dress didn't succeed, and she had to confess her desires to him. But it wasn't a complete failure. As Wang Jian soon planned to have rough forceful sex with her.

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Inside the room, Wang Jian grabbed Lady Xia by the waist and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed all over her body, exploring every inch of her skin.

Lady Xia moaned as his tongue traced her lips, his roughness exciting her beyond belief.

Wang Jian quickly undressed Lady Xia as he continued to kiss her.

Before even realizing it, he pushed Lady Xia onto the bed and climbed on top of her. His hands were all over her, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as he devoured her mouth.

As he breaks the kiss, Wang Jian whispers in her ear, "You want me to take you, don't you? You want me to use you for my pleasure."

Lady Xia nods eagerly, her desire growing with each passing moment.

Wang Jian grins wickedly and flips her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up towards him.

He enters her from behind, the force of his thrusts causing the bed to creak and shake.

Lady Xia grips the sheets tightly as Wang Jian grips her hips, pulling her onto him with each thrust.

As he continues to pound into her, Wang Jian reaches around to grab her breasts, squeezing and pulling at them roughly.

Lady Xia moans with pleasure, the mixture of pain and pleasure driving her wild.

Suddenly, Wang Jian flips her over, pushing her legs apart and entering her once again. He leans down to whisper in her ear, "Let's try something new, shall we?"

He lifts her legs up and places them on his shoulders, entering her deeper than ever before.

Lady Xia gasps at the sudden intensity, but Wang Jian doesn't slow down. He continues to thrust into her relentlessly, his hands gripping her thighs tightly.

Lady Xia feels a wave of embarrassment wash over her as she realizes how exposed she is in this position.

But the pleasure is too overwhelming to resist, and she surrenders herself to Wang Jian's rough touch.

Wang Jian pulls out and flips her onto her back, spreading her legs wide and entering her once again.

This time, he leans down to take one of her nipples into his mouth, biting down hard as he thrusts into her.

Lady Xia cries out in pain and pleasure, the sensations overwhelming her.

Wang Jian's hands roam all over her body, grabbing and squeezing her flesh as he continues to thrust into her with raw, primal energy.

As he pulls out once again, Wang Jian grins down at her. "Ready for another new position?"

Lady Xia nods eagerly, her body aching for more.

Wang Jian pulls her to the edge of the bed and enters her once again, this time with her legs wrapped around his waist.

He thrusts into her with even more force than before, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he drives her wild.

Lady Xia can feel herself approaching orgasm, but Wang Jian isn't done yet.

He pulls out and flips her onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind once again.

Lady Xia feels exposed and vulnerable in this position, but the pleasure is too intense to resist.

Wang Jian pounds into her relentlessly, his hands roaming over her body as he takes her to the edge and beyond.

As Lady Xia experiences a wave of pleasure that crashes over her body, she lets out a primal cry of ecstasy.

Her body quivers with delight as she reaches the height of her pleasure.

Wang Jian looks down at her, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"I'm just getting started, my dear," he says with a glint in his eyes. "We have so many more positions to explore together."

Lady Xia looks up at him, her eyes shining with a submissive glint.

"I am your loyal and devoted servant, master," she says in a soft voice. "My only desire is to please you and fulfill your every need."

"Wonderful," Wang Jian whispered huskily.

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As the first rays of sunshine filtered through the window, Wang Jian and Lady Xia were entwined in each other's arms, their naked bodies pressed against each other.

Lady Xia's curves molded perfectly to Wang Jian's chiseled frame, her eyes closed, and her lips slightly parted in contentment.

As they slowly roused from their slumber, Wang Jian's hands began to roam over Lady Xia's body, trailing over her curves and teasing her sensitive flesh. He toyed with her nipples, watching as she moaned and writhed beneath him.

"I never thought you would become so bold as to beg me for sex," Wang Jian teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

Lady Xia moaned and writhed beneath him, her body responding instinctively to his touch. "Ah, Master... It's all because... Ahh... that night was unforgettable... My body craved for it..."

Wang Jian chuckled and leaned down to kiss her, his lips hot against hers as his hands continued to explore her body.

"Well, I aim to please, my dear. And there are so many more pleasures to be explored..."

Lady Xia gasped as he rolled her over onto her stomach, his hands sliding down her back and over her smooth, round buttocks. He caressed her there for a moment, reveling in the silky texture of her skin.

As they entered the bathroom, the steamy air filled their lungs, and they both felt their pulses quicken.

The cold water couldn't douse the heat between them, and Wang Jian couldn't resist taking her against the wall.

He raised her left leg and shoved her against the tiles, positioning himself behind her.

Lady Xia's body tensed as he plunged his large, throbbing cock into her wet and tight pussy, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her.

"Oh, Master," Lady Xia moaned as Wang Jian started thrusting into her with a raw, primal energy, his hands roaming all over her body. "You know just how to make me feel so good."

Wang Jian grinned as he continued to pound into her, savoring the way her body yielded to him. "That's right, my dear. Just let go and feel the pleasure."

Lady Xia did just as she was instructed.

After ten glorious minutes, Wang Jian reached his peak and spilled his seed inside her.

As they both caught their breath, Wang Jian knew it was time to move on to the next stage of their morning routine.

"Now, my dear, it's time to clean up. I want you to use those luscious tits of yours to lather up my body," he commanded.

Lady Xia eagerly obeyed, rubbing the soap onto her ample breasts, and pressing them against Wang Jian's muscular chest.

The sensation of her soft skin against his sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned with pleasure.

As they soaked in the warm water, Lady Xia was still catching her breath from the intense passion they had shared just moments before.

"I-I will do anything for you, Master," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "I-I just beg you to never tell my daughter about it."

Wang Jian's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Of course, my dear. Your secret is safe with me. But I do have a task for you."

Lady Xia looked up at him, her heart racing with anticipation. "What is it?"

Wang Jian leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "I am thinking of launching a line of luxury beauty products for women. Something that will revolutionize the industry and make me a fortune. And I want you to manage this business."

Lady Xia's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. "Me? But how can I...?"

Wang Jian silenced her with a kiss. "You are a woman of many talents, Lady Xia. And I trust you implicitly. With your beauty and charm, you will have no trouble selling our products to the most influential women in the land."

Lady Xia felt a surge of pride and gratitude. "Thank you, Master. I will do my best to make you proud."

Wang Jian smiled, his eyes glittering with ambition. "I know you will, my dear."

He then handed her three vials containing the formulas for the beauty products.

Wang Jian's voice dripped with satisfaction as he gazed at Lady Xia.

"These formulas have been crafted to perfection by the Miracle Angel Tribe. They are completely organic and easy to make. And with your business acumen, I'm certain you'll be able to market these products effectively."

Lady Xia's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Thank you, Master. I will not disappoint you."

Wang Jian leaned closer to her, his breath warm against her skin.

"Remember, my dear, while we will sell these products to everyone, our real target is the distinguished women of the empire. I want you to use this business to expand your network and make connections with all the most beautiful and influential women."

Lady Xia's heart quickened as she listened to Wang Jian's words. She knew that this was not just an opportunity to sell beauty products, but a chance to make a real impact in the court and further Wang Jian's royal ambitions.

"I understand, Master. I will work tirelessly to ensure the success of this business and your ambitions."

Wang Jian smiled, a glint in his eye. "I have no doubt you will, my dear."

Lady Xia smiled, feeling a sense of pride and purpose.

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After providing Lady Xia with detailed instructions on how to develop the beauty product business, Wang Jian received an unexpected report from one of his trusted merchants in the southern district of the Empire.

The report stated that the merchant had been contacted by a member of the notorious Crimson Cult, who was interested in placing a huge order for a number of items.

Although this information wasn't about Ye Chen, the merchant thought it would be useful information for Wang Jian and sent it to his palace immediately.

As Wang Jian read the report, a devious smile formed on his lips.

He had been searching for the Crimson Cult for a long time, and this might be his chance to finally meet with them and strike a deal.

"Interesting," he mused to himself. "Looks like I can finally meet up with the Crimson Cult."

Without wasting a moment, Wang Jian's palace swiftly dispatched a message to the southern merchant, informing him that the royal palace would be taking over the negotiations with the Crimson Cult.

In exchange for his cooperation, the merchant was generously compensated.

The merchant was overjoyed with this development.

He had never been eager to engage in business with the notorious Crimson Cult, and now he would be able to reap the rewards without the risk.

Since the message had been sent, Wang Jian had three days before he would meet with the Crimson Cult.

The meeting was set to take place at "The Shrouded Lantern" pub, a dingy establishment nestled in the heart of the Thornwood Village.

Wang Jian understood the gravity of the situation, realizing that he needed to be cautious and strategic.

He couldn't risk going alone, but he also couldn't bring too many people and risk exposing his plans.

After careful consideration, he decided to bring Lady Zhuoran and two additional King Realm experts who had been trained by his mother.

In total, he had seven King Realm experts who had been groomed by his mother. However, the remaining five were left behind to safeguard his palace.

With his team prepared, Wang Jian felt more confident and ready to face the Crimson Cult.

As they mounted their griffins, Wang Jian and Lady Zhuoran were seated together while the other two King Realm experts occupied the second griffin. The creatures' powerful wings beat against the wind as they soared through the sky.

As they soared through the sky on the backs of griffins, Wang Jian's arm tightened around Lady Zhuoran's waist, pulling her closer to him.

His touch was possessive, almost aggressive, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear creeping into her mind.

Wang Jian's hand began to wander, his fingers trailing up Lady Zhuoran's spine until they rested at the nape of her neck. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers down her spine, but she tried her best to ignore it and maintain her composure.

"This will be quite an adventure, won't it, my dear Lady Zhuoran?" Wang Jian whispered into her ear, his voice laced with a dark, seductive undertone. "Perhaps we can make the most of our time alone together."

Lady Zhuoran's heart skipped a beat as she felt his strong grip on her body, her skin tingling with a mixture of excitement and fear.

As they flew on, Wang Jian pressed himself closer to Lady Zhuoran, his bulge rubbing against her voluptuous backside.

The sensation sent a shiver down her spine and her body reacted in a way she couldn't control. She tried to move away from him, but his grip was too strong.

Lady Zhuoran tried to keep her composure, but the anticipation was too much.

She could feel the wetness between her legs grow as her mind was filled with forbidden thoughts. She tried to resist, but the pull of his sinister and depraved aura was too strong.

The griffins soared higher, the wind whipping through their hair as they flew towards the meeting with the Crimson Cult. But for Lady Zhuoran, the anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear.

The other two King Realm experts sat on the griffin ahead, maintaining a stoic façade as they ignored the display happening on the other griffin.

It took the group one whole day to reach the Thornwood Village.

As Wang Jian and his group arrived at Thornwood Village, he knew that they had to be on their guard. The looming threat of the Crimson Cult was always present, and they couldn't afford to let their guard down.

Upon entering the village, Wang Jian wasted no time in seeking out the merchant who had encountered a member of the cult.

He needed to know everything he could about them to remain on the front foot.

As Wang Jian and his group approached the merchant's shop, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.

'This place is too quiet,' he thought to himself. 'And why do I feel like we're being watched?'

Suddenly, a prickling sensation ran down his neck, and his instincts went into overdrive. He used his Spiritual Sensitivity to scan the area, and his fears were confirmed.

'Seven King Realm experts lurking in the shadows,' he thought, 'keeping an eye on the shop. This can only mean one thing: a trap.'

Wang Jian's heart raced as he realized the danger they were in.

'The merchant we came to meet is probably a member of the Crimson Cult,' he thought, 'and we've walked right into their trap. We're surrounded by their allies.'

He knew that they needed to act quickly.

'We can't stay here and wait for them to make the first move,' he thought. 'We need to take control of the situation.'

Despite the danger, a sinister smile crept onto Wang Jian's face.

In a blur of motion, Wang Jian vanished from his spot, leaving Lady Zhuoran and the two guards stunned. They caught a glimpse of him darting towards the left with an intense determination in his eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, Wang Jian summoned a raging inferno of flames that he congealed into a mighty fist.

He delivered a devastating punch that collided with the building, setting it ablaze with a searing intensity.

The explosion was deafening, and the shockwave reverberated through the entire village.

In the chaos, a piercing cry of agony could be heard as a man hiding on the rooftop was consumed by the blazing inferno.

This inferno was extremely powerful as Wang Jian possessed middle-stage insight of flames. Thus, it managed to kill this individual who was enveloped by this attack.

As the smoke cleared, the other members of the Crimson Cult quickly realized that their presence had been revealed.

Six King Realm experts closed in on Wang Jian's group, their eyes gleaming with a savage intent to kill.

Meanwhile, dozens of Lord Realm experts rushed out of their houses, wielding weapons, and spells as they charged at the group.

It was only then that Wang Jian's group realized the true nature of the village. The entire population was in league with the Crimson Cult.

Wang Jian remained undaunted, his fierce determination burning like a fire in his heart.

"I will take on the four coming from the left. Zhuoran, deal with those Lord Relam experts. Li, Rui, deal with those two experts coming from the right."

Lady Zhuoran immediately pulled out the Oceanic Pearl Bead from her spatial ring and utilized it to enhance her water element.

Meanwhile, the other two experts of Wang Jian's faction pulled out their weapons. One wielded a mace while the other an axe.

The battle between Wang Jian's group and the Crimson Cult was fierce and intense, with both sides unleashing powerful attacks upon each other.

As Wang Jian engaged four King Realm experts at once, the first expert charged at him with a Thunderous Strike, a technique that sent a shockwave through the ground towards Wang Jian.

But Wang Jian was quick to react, countering with his own Starry Night Sky Strike, a powerful sword technique that sent a wave of flames at his opponent.

The second expert launched a Lightning Thrust, a fierce attack that aimed for Wang Jian's heart. However, Wang Jian's Serene Moonlight Slash was too precise, cleaving through the air and cutting the enemy in two.

The third expert summoned a barrage of fireballs with his Inferno Barrage, but Wang Jian was prepared, deflecting the attacks with his Endless Blade Defense.

He then followed up with the Swift Silver Stab, a lightning-fast thrust that impaled the enemy's heart.

The fourth expert tried to escape with his Shadowy Retreat, but Wang Jian used his Moonrise Fist to shatter the ground beneath the enemy's feet and send him flying.

Wang Jian then closed in with his Moonshadow Step and unleashed his Dark Fog, enveloping the enemy in darkness before incinerating them with flames.

Meanwhile, Lady Zhuoran faced a horde of Lord Realm members of the Crimson Cult.

One of the Cult's members charged at her with a Whirlpool Charge, a technique that created a powerful whirlpool around him as he charged forward.

But Lady Zhuoran summoned her Oceanic Pearl Bead and used her Water Dragon's Wrath to summon a massive dragon made of water that slammed multiple Lord Realm cult members into the ground.

A cult member attacked with a Tidal Wave Slam, creating a massive wave that was aimed at crushing Lady Zhuoran.

But she countered with her Tidal Wave Takedown, creating a massive whirlpool that sucked in her opponents and battered them with the force of the ocean.

A third Cult member attempted to strike with a Lightning Bolt Strike, a technique that sent a bolt of lightning towards Lady Zhuoran.

But she used her Oceanic Spear Strike to summon a massive spear made of water that impaled the enemy with deadly precision.

In the meantime, Wang Jian's guards, the mace-wielding Rui and the axe-wielding Li, were both experts in their own right, but they were facing off against two King Realm experts from the Crimson Cult who were equally skilled.

The first of the Crimson Cult experts was named Shan, and he wielded a longsword.

He began the fight by using his technique called the Bloodied Blade, a powerful sword strike that left a trail of red mist in its wake.

Rui managed to dodge the attack, but Shan was quick to follow up with his next technique, called the Crimson Cyclone.

He spun around in a circle, creating a whirlwind of blood-red energy that sent Rui flying.

Meanwhile, the other Crimson Cult expert, a woman named Mei, was facing off against Li. She used her technique called the Dancing Flames, which sent a burst of fire towards Li.

He managed to deflect the attack with his axe, but Mei was already moving in for her next strike.

She used her technique called the Burning Blade, which covered her sword in flames, and struck Li with a powerful overhead swing.

Li managed to block the attack with his axe, but the force of the blow knocked him back several feet.

Rui recovered from the Crimson Cyclone and charged towards Shan, swinging his mace.

Shan blocked the attack with his sword and countered with his technique called the Scarlet Flash, a quick strike that left a trail of red light.

Rui tried to dodge the attack, but Shan was too fast, and his sword struck true.

Rui stumbled back, wounded, and Shan took advantage of the opening to use his technique called the Bloody Rain.

He pointed his sword towards the sky, and drops of blood fell from the blade, striking Rui and causing him to fall to the ground, dead.

Li, seeing his comrade fall, let out a roar of anger and charged towards Mei.

He used his technique called the Thundering Axe, a powerful strike that sent shockwaves through the ground.

Mei tried to dodge the attack, but Li's axe struck her shoulder, leaving a deep gash.

Mei winced in pain but managed to retaliate with her technique called the Fiery Whirl. She spun around, creating a tornado of flames that engulfed Li.

He managed to protect himself from the worst of the flames with his axe, but he was left tired and disoriented.

Mei took advantage of the opportunity and used her technique called the Inferno Blade, which sent a burst of flames towards Li.

He managed to deflect the attack with his axe, but he was too tired to keep fighting.

As Mei prepared to strike down the final guard of Wang Jian, she suddenly felt a searing pain in her stomach.

She turned her head to reveal the source - Wang Jian's sword had pierced through her.

Having vanquished all of Crimson Cult's experts on his side, he had finally stepped forward to join the fray, though too late to save his fallen man.

Wang Jian had no intention of killing Mei; he simply wished to incapacitate her, ensuring she couldn't interfere.

Shan, the last remaining member of the Crimson Cult, stared at Wang Jian in terror, disbelief written on his face as he noticed the corpses of powerful experts who had been fighting Wang Jian.

Thinking quickly, Shan turned and fled, hoping to escape with his life.

But Wang Jian was not about to let him go so easily.

Utilizing his exceptional Spiritual Sensitivity, Wang Jian pinpointed Shan's location and pursued him with the incredible speed of the Moonshadow Step.

With Shan's back to the wall, he summoned his Spirit and congealed it into a Crimson Fang Wolf, a fearsome beast made entirely of spiritual energy. The wolf's fur glowed with a deep ruby red, and its teeth were razor-sharp.

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As Shan summoned his Crimson Fang Wolf, Wang Jian drew upon his spiritual energy to conjure his own spirit.

With a roar, the Dark Flame Double-Headed River Dragon materialized before him, its fiery breath illuminating the night sky. The dragon's left head was a deep, shadowy black, while its right head blazed with crimson flames.

Shan charged towards Wang Jian with his wolf-like spirit, its razor-sharp teeth bared.

Wang Jian responded by unleashing his Flame Elemental Attack technique, sending a torrent of flames towards Shan.

Shan countered with his own Firestorm Blast technique, but Wang Jian's flames overpowered his attack, causing it to fizzle out.

Wang Jian dashed towards Shan, his sword flashing in the moonlight.

Shan attempted to block with his Crimson Shield technique, but Wang Jian's blade sliced through the shield with ease.

Shan retaliated with his Fang Strike technique, but Wang Jian deftly dodged the attack and struck back with his Starry Night Sky Strike, sending a wave of searing flames towards Shan.

Despite Shan's fierce efforts, he proved to be no match for Wang Jian's superior skills and techniques.

With precision and speed, Wang Jian subdued him, expertly binding him with the Qi Restraining Ropes that prevented him from tapping into his qi or spiritual energy.

Relieved to have Shan in custody, Wang Jian returned to his group who were anxiously waiting for him.

Without wasting a moment, he provided Lady Zhuoran and Li with some potent recovery pellets, which immediately began to work their healing magic.

Mei and Shan were tightly bound in ropes, helpless and at the mercy of their captors.

Wang Jian's group quickly made their way towards the location where they had hidden their griffins, and they mounted the majestic creatures to take off from the city.

As they soared high in the sky, the gusts of wind tousled their hair wildly. Li kept the two prisoners securely bound on his griffin, while Wang Jian's arms tightly encircled Lady Zhuoran's curvaceous and alluring figure, his fingers shamelessly caressing her soft skin.

He leaned in close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin, and whispered, "My dear Zhuoran, I'm so proud of you for winning your battle. You deserve a reward for your efforts."

Lady Zhuoran's heart raced with fear. She knew exactly what he meant by "reward," and the thought of being alone with him made her stomach churn. But she couldn't let her fear show on her face. She forced a fake smile and replied, "Thank you, Your Highness. I am honored to receive your commendation."

Wang Jian's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Excellent," he purred. "Then you'll come to my tent tonight, won't you? And wear that seductive dress I gave you earlier?"

Lady Zhuoran's heart sank. She had no choice but to say yes, but the thought of being alone with Wang Jian, knowing his intentions, made her feel sick. But a small part of her was looking forward to it, too. She couldn't deny the excitement that coursed through her body at the thought of his touch.

"Yes, Your Highness," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will come to your tent tonight."

After a long journey, they finally arrived at a suitable spot to set up camp.

With the griffins landed, they started preparing for the night, setting up their tents and lighting a fire. The smell of roasting meat filled the air, making their stomachs rumble with anticipation.

As they finished their meal, Wang Jian ordered the group to bring out the two prisoners. With the captives bound and gagged, they were unceremoniously thrown onto the ground.

Wang Jian ordered them to be awakened, and one of his men poured a bucket of water on their faces, causing them to sputter and cough as they regained consciousness.

Shan and Mei opened their eyes and saw Wang Jian staring at them with a solemn look on his face.

Wang Jian spoke, "Now, why don't we have a talk? What can you tell me about your cult?"

Shan sneered, "Why should we give you anything? You are nothing but a pathetic prince with no power."

Without a word, Wang Jian pulled out his dagger and stabbed it into Shan's hand.

Shan cried out in pain, writhing on the ground.

Mei's eyes widened in terror as she watched the scene unfold. She knew that Wang Jian was not a man to be trifled with, but she had not expected him to be so ruthless.

Wang Jian turned to Shan, "Let's start again. Why did your cult attack me?"

Shan glared at him, his hand still bleeding. "I told you, we will say nothing."

Wang Jian rolled his eyes his disdain, "Is that so?"

He grabbed Shan by his hair and threw him out of the tent.

"Kill him. He is of no use to us," Wang Jian ordered Li who was outside the tent.

Li grabbed hold of Shan and took him away.

The atmosphere in the tent was tense, and Mei felt her heart pounding in her chest as Wang Jian approached her. His touch was gentle, but his eyes held a dangerous glint.

"I would hate to harm this gorgeous face. So, why don't you speak?" he said softly.

Mei's lips trembled as she realized the gravity of the situation. She knew that the fate of her cult and possibly her own life depended on what she said next.

"I...I can't betray my cult," she stuttered.

Wang Jian's face darkened. "Do you really want to end up like your friend out there?"

Mei's eyes widened in fear as she realized that Shan had been taken away to be killed. She knew that she had to choose her words carefully.

"Three of our hideouts and warehouses were raided by the church. We needed to gather resources, and one of our followers informed us of your plans. So, we planned to kidnap you and use you to acquire resources," Mei said quickly.

Wang Jian's expression softened slightly, but the chill in his eyes remained unaltered.

"I appreciate your honesty," Wang Jian said, "Now, I propose a deal. Contact your leader and tell him that I am willing to provide him with all sorts of supplies, including pellets, talismans, weapons, armors, and any other equipment he desires for twice the price. In exchange, I want the support of your cult in my battle for the throne."

"I will pass on your offer to our leader," Mei said cautiously, "But I cannot guarantee his agreement.

Wang Jian's eyes narrowed as he listened to Mei's words. "I see. Then let me make myself clear. If your leader refuses my offer, I will consider it an act of aggression against my faction. Make sure to mention this."

Mei shuddered at the thought of Wang Jian's wrath. She knew that she had to tread carefully. "Understood. I will relay your message to our leader and await his response."

As the night grew darker, Mei's heart weighed heavily with guilt as she was coerced into writing the letter to her cult leader.

The paper felt rough against her trembling fingers as she scribbled down the details of the proposed deal with Wang Jian.

As soon as she finished, Wang Jian took the letter and skillfully tied it to the leg of a messenger bird.

The bird let out a soft coo as it took flight, its wings flapping through the cool night air.

Mei watched with a mix of emotions as the bird disappeared into the horizon, hoping that her cult leader would agree to the deal.

After dealing with the situation at hand, Wang Jian ordered Li to keep an eye on Mei in her tent.

He then returned to his tent.

Lady Zhuoran was already waiting for him, draped in a flowing robe that revealed a tantalizing sight of a silky and transparent garment underneath.

Her curves were accentuated by the delicate fabric, and Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with desire and debauchery as he approached her.

Without a word, he pounced on Lady Zhuoran, his hands tearing at her clothes with an animalistic force.

The fabric ripped easily under his strength, revealing her luscious curves to his hungry gaze.

Lady Zhuoran moaned in pleasure as she felt his hot breath on her neck and his lips trailing kisses down her body.

She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and her own desire began to build with each passing moment.

Wang Jian's hands roamed freely over her body, caressing every inch of her with a feverish intensity.

He fondled her breasts roughly, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh as he kneaded them with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Lady Zhuoran gasped at the sensation, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

"More," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their passion. "I want more."

Wang Jian obliged, his hands tracing the curves of her body as he explored every inch of her with a primal hunger. Finally, one of his hands grabbed hold of one of her silver tails as he yanked them strongly.

Lady Zhuoran's moans grew louder as he continued, her body writhing beneath his touch.

As their passion reached its peak, the air in the tent grew thick with the sounds of their pleasure.

Lady Zhuoran cried out in ecstasy as she felt the heat of his body against hers, and Wang Jian groaned with pleasure as he reached his own climax.

As the first round of passion ended, Wang Jian and Lady Zhuoran were both panting with desire.

Wang Jian's eyes roamed hungrily over Lady Zhuoran's body, taking in every curve and swell with a mixture of hunger and possessiveness.

With a feral growl, he flipped Lady Zhuoran onto her stomach, pressing her down into the soft bedding of the tent.

She moaned in pleasure as he trailed hot kisses down her spine, his hands exploring every inch of her body with a feverish intensity.

He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he plunged deep inside her.

Lady Zhuoran cried out in pleasure as he filled her completely, her body trembling with desire as he set a punishing pace.

Wang Jian's breath came in harsh gasps as he pounded into her relentlessly, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he claimed her body as his own.

His hands soon released her buttocks and grabbed two of her five tails while yanking them.

Lady Zhuoran's moans grew louder with each passing moment as she approached the brink of pleasure once again.

As the second round of lovemaking came to a thunderous conclusion, Wang Jian and Lady Zhuoran were both drenched in sweat, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and desire.

But even as their passion ebbed, Wang Jian's hunger for Lady Zhuoran only grew stronger.

With a devilish gleam in his eyes, he pulled her up into his lap, his hands caressing her body with a possessive intensity.

"You are mine," he growled, his lips trailing hot kisses down her neck as he claimed her body once again.

Lady Zhuoran cried out in pleasure as he filled her once more, her body writhing with ecstasy as he set a punishing pace.

Wang Jian's breath came in harsh gasps as he pounded into her relentlessly, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he claimed her body as his own.

For hours they continued, lost in a haze of desire and pleasure as they explored each other's bodies with a primal hunger.

In the end, they were both spent and exhausted, their bodies drenched in sweat and their breaths coming in harsh gasps.

But even as they lay there, entwined in each other's arms, Wang Jian knew that his hunger for Lady Zhuoran would never be fully sated.

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Two days later, Wang Jian was overjoyed to receive a favorable response from the Crimson Cult.

The leader of the notorious organization had agreed to buy the resources from him at twice the market price, a lucrative deal that promised to enrich Wang Jian beyond his wildest dreams.

The Crimson Cult also pledged to aid him in his bid for the throne, a valuable ally in the cutthroat world of political power struggles.

With the deal in hand, Wang Jian released Mei from prison and immediately set to work, rallying his friends and allies to send him a vast array of supplies.

The Xia Family provided him with tens of thousands of pellets, spanning all six stages of refinement, and each one imbued with powerful energy and potential for great power.

The Liu Family contributed thousands of talismans, a potent arsenal of assault, defensive, and utility talismans.

Lastly, the group of merchants led by Tang Xiaohui sent him a cornucopia of essential supplies, including swords, armours, clothes, and a plethora of equipment such as support rings and pendants.

These valuable assets were stored in Wang Jian's grand palace, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice.

But Wang Jian was no fool. He knew the value of these resources and the dangers of being exploited by the cunning Crimson Cult.

So he decided to hold onto them until the organization delivered on its promise to compensate him adequately.

The exchange took place in Wang Jian's opulent palace, where a group of seven members of the Crimson Cult arrived, bearing spatial pouches that were brimming with an extraordinary assortment of rare and exquisite treasures.

The pouches contained tons of rare raw materials, each of which was worth a fortune, thousands of different types of herbs that were lost to the world and even mythical in nature, and an exorbitant number of Empire's coins that dwarfed the wealth that the Church of Divine Light had previously offered him.

Wang Jian was impressed by the sheer magnitude of the resources that the Crimson Cult had delivered.

His shrewd mind could not help but wonder how they had managed to accumulate such a wealth of precious items.

Nonetheless, he remained calm and composed as he carefully inspected the contents of each pouch, ensuring that they matched the terms of their agreement.

Once he was satisfied, Wang Jian nodded in approval, and the Crimson Cult members departed, leaving behind a palpable sense of satisfaction in the air.

As a result of the lucrative deal, Wang Jian had established a strong rapport with the members of the Crimson Cult who had arrived at his palace.

In fact, they had even shared with him the means to communicate with their enigmatic leader.

Amidst the events of the past few days, a sinister incident had occurred that cast a shadow of suspicion over Wang Jian.

Four esteemed elders of the prestigious Dao of Alchemy Society had been ruthlessly assassinated in a manner that was strikingly similar to the previous victims of the notorious Night Dagger Clan.

What made matters worse was that these elders were also the same ones who had opposed the Xia Family, adding fuel to the accusations against Wang Jian.

However, Wang Jian was not involved in these heinous crimes, and he knew it.

He was aware of who the true culprit behind these murders was - it could only be the scheming Crown Prince Wang Hao or the conniving Second Princess Wang Ying.

They had the motive and the means to carry out such a sinister act.

In the meantime, the Crimson Guards had barged into the Night Dagger Clan's territory, claiming to investigate the deaths of the Alchemy Society's elders. Fen Shuying, a senior member of the Night Dagger Clan, confronted General Mu, the leader of the mission, in anger.

"What is the meaning behind this?" Fen Shuying demanded.

"We have received the Crown Prince's orders to investigate the deaths of the Alchemy Society's elders," General Mu replied coldly. "This sort of brazen killing will not be tolerated."

Fen Shuying narrowed her eyes. "And what proof do you have that it was us who committed these killings?"

"The Seventh Prince's faction has been known to have a grudge against these elders of the Alchemy Society, and the killings bear the hallmarks of your clan's signature methods," General Mu replied, his tone accusatory.

Fen Shuying scoffed. "So, you are accusing us without any solid evidence? That is preposterous!"

General Mu remained unfazed. "We have our ways of gathering information. And we have already apprehended some suspects from your clan."

Fen Shuying's eyes widened in shock. "What? Who are they?"

"They are currently being interrogated," General Mu said. "But I must warn you that if we find any evidence linking your clan to these murders, the Crimson Guard will not hesitate to take action."

Fen Shuying gritted her teeth in frustration.

She knew that the Night Dagger Clan was being framed for these killings, but it was difficult to prove their innocence when the Crown Prince had the power to manipulate evidence and witnesses.

She needed to find a way to clear their name before it was too late. She didn't want Wang Jian to lose the Night Dagger Clan's support.

"How dare you accuse us of these heinous crimes? You have no evidence, no proof, and yet you barge in here, acting like you own the place? You and your Crimson Guards are nothing but dogs of the Crown Prince, willing to do his bidding without question!"

General Mu narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased with Fen Shuying's words. "Watch your tongue, girl. You may be the leader of the Night Dagger Clan, but that does not give you the right to disrespect the Crown Prince's orders."

Fen Shuying scoffed. "The Crown Prince's orders? More like his pathetic attempts to eliminate his enemies and consolidate his power. I won't stand for it. If you continue to harass and interrogate my clan members, I will not hesitate to use force to defend them."

Her words were like a sharp blade, cutting through the tension in the air. The room fell silent, with everyone holding their breath, waiting for the next move.

General Mu frowned, realizing that this situation could quickly escalate if he didn't handle it properly. He knew that the Night Dagger Clan was not someone to be taken lightly and the Crimson Guards were not prepared for a confrontation with them.

He glanced around the room, assessing the situation.

The Crimson Guards had not brought all their manpower, as they had not anticipated any resistance from the Night Dagger Clan.

Right now, only he and his closest comrades had arrived to investigate the mansion.

He sighed inwardly, knowing that he had to tread carefully.

"...We understand. But remember that if we find any evidence linking your clan to those murders, you won't get away so simply as today," General Mu spoke in a measured tone, trying to diffuse the tension in the room.

Fen Shuying's eyes narrowed at his words, and for a moment, it seemed like she would lash out.

But then, she took a deep breath and stepped back, allowing the Crimson Guards to leave the mansion.

As General Mu and his comrades walked out of the mansion, they saw Wang Jian approaching from the main gate.

His presence was like a malevolent force, radiating an aura of menace that sent shivers down their spines.

General Mu tensed up, knowing that he was in a precarious situation. Wang Jian's smile was cold and predatory as if he was relishing the prospect of violence.

Before General Mu could even react, Wang Jian's fist connected with his face with a sickening thud. General Mu stumbled backwards, clutching his face in pain.

The rest of the Crimson Guards were quickly overwhelmed by the Night Dagger Clan's members, who were ruthless and efficient.

They fought like demons, wielding weapons with deadly accuracy and taking down their opponents with brutal force.

General Mu tried to gather his wits and help his subordinates, but Wang Jian moved with lightning speed, delivering a flurry of punches, kicks, and elbows that prevented him from intervening.

The battle raged on for what seemed like hours, but in reality, it was only a matter of minutes.

The Crimson Guards were no match for Wang Jian's formidable force, and they were quickly defeated.

General Mu was the only one left standing, but he was badly battered and bruised. Wang Jian approached him, his eyes glinting with malice.

"Crawl back to your hideout. Make sure to remember that if you dare to step into my property, I will be the one raiding your property," Wang Jian growled.

General Mu struggled to get up, but his body was too weak to stand. He knew that he had underestimated Wang Jian's power, and he paid the price for his arrogance.

As he and his subordinates limped away from the scene of the battle, General Mu vowed to himself that he would never cross swords with Wang Jian's faction again.

This incident was quickly broadcast across the entire Empire.

Many individuals, including Crown Prince Wang Hao, Second Princess Wang Ying, Third Prince Wang Chen, and many other organizations and factions, were extremely startled. They never imagined that Wang Jian would actually attack the Crimson Guards so openly.

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One of the merchants in Wang Jian's faction was clamouring about the situation.

"Your Highness, attacking the Crimson Guards who are members of the Crown Prince's faction was a reckless move. What if the Crown Prince seeks vengeance against us? This could mean trouble for our faction."

It had been four days since the attack, and the news had spread like wildfire throughout the Empire.

It had caused a ripple of fear and uncertainty among individuals within Wang Jian's faction.

They were all wondering if the Crown Prince would retaliate against them.

However, Wang Jian was not the least bit scared. He knew that his eldest brother had sent the Crimson Guards just to scare him.

"Those fools came into my territory and were interrogating members of the clans in my faction. The fact that I didn't kill them is already me showing mercy. If my brother wants to pursue this matter, then I'm willing to fight it out with him."

Wang Jian's commanding tone made the merchants realize that they were dealing with a dangerous man.

"If there is anyone who is terrified of the consequences, I offer you to leave my faction immediately. The situation will only become more chaotic," he declared.

The ultimatum caused a flurry of activity among the merchants. Some decided to stay by Wang Jian's side, while others thought it best to leave the faction.

One of the merchants who decided to stay spoke up, "Your Highness, we trust you to handle this situation. We believe in your leadership and are willing to stand by you."

Wang Jian nodded in satisfaction.

"Good. We will not back down from a fight, especially one that involves defending our own territory."

The merchants left the meeting feeling a sense of unease.

They knew that they had aligned themselves with a man who was willing to go to great lengths to protect what was his.

The consequences of such actions could be disastrous, but they also knew that the rewards could be great if they played their cards right.

After the departure of the merchants, a stunning event transpired within Wang Jian's palace.

An envoy representing the Crown Prince's faction arrived, seeking an apology for the unruly behavior exhibited by the Crimson Guards.

The unexpected gesture took everyone by surprise, as they had anticipated a retaliatory response from the opposing faction.

Wang Jian, however, maintained his composure and graciously accepted the apology before releasing the envoy.

He realized that Wang Hao was likely aware that the Night Dagger Clan was not responsible for the assassination of the elders.

Nevertheless, Wang Hao dispatched the Crimson Guards to create a disturbance and utilize it as a pretext to undermine Wang Jian's reputation.

If successful, this maneuver would have severely diminished Wang Jian's prestige and demonstrated the Crown Prince's faction's dominance.

It would have empowered them to disrupt Wang Jian's operations with impunity, creating an environment that would deter other organizations from joining Wang Jian's faction.

However, Wang Jian's calm and resolute handling of the situation produced the opposite effect.

His response illustrated that he was not intimidated by the Crown Prince's faction and was unwilling to be provoked or intimidated.

It demonstrated his strength of character and earned him the respect and admiration of his followers.

In the meantime, the second princess Wang Ying was extremely startled. Firstly, she never expected Wang Jian to actually attack the members of the Crimson Guards.

Secondly, she didn't think that Wang Hao would let this matter go by sending an envoy to seek an apology from Wang Jian.

As second princess Wang Ying sat in her chambers, two of her servants entered with news about Ye Chen.

"Princess, we have news about Ye Chen," said one of the servants. "Apparently, he was seen hunting demons in the western region."

The princess perked up at the mention of Ye Chen's name. "What? Hunting demons? How many?" she asked eagerly.

"It's said that he slaughtered nearly hundreds of demons in that area," replied the other servant.

Wang Ying was startled by the news but also pleased.

Finally, she thought Ye Chen was doing something to improve his image and regain his standing in society.

"Good. Tell him to keep this up," she said, smiling. "He can slowly change the public's view of himself."

One of the servants nodded, "Yes, princess. We will send word to him immediately."

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Unbeknownst to many, a month had passed, and within that time, a significant event had taken place in the western region.

The demon forces had launched a brutal assault on the beast races living within the dense forest and had seized control of the forest of the Beast Race.

The area was rich in spiritual energy, which was a highly coveted resource for the demons, but that was not the primary reason for their assault.

A chain of events led to the demon forces launching their attack.

It began with Ye Chen's continuous attacks on the demons in the western region, which had caused them to call for reinforcements from the Jade Sea Empire.

When the reinforcements arrived, they brought with them one of the four great devil clans of the demon race and effortlessly defeated Ye Chen, forcing him to retreat.

However, instead of returning to their own territory after dealing with Ye Chen, these demons chose to remain in the Everlasting Mystic Empire and explore the area further.

They soon stumbled upon a special forest filled with Elemental Law Sparks, a valuable resource coveted by all beasts in the region.

In order to seize control of the forest and claim the Sparks for themselves, the demon horde launched a violent attack on the peaceful beast race living in the area.

The Elemental Law Sparks were protected by a powerful seal that could only be opened by the Queen of the Butterfly Race.

Every ten years, the Queen would open the seal, allowing any beast in the forest, regardless of their race, to receive the blessings of the Elemental Law Sparks.

This practice helped beasts break through bottlenecks and advance quickly to higher realms of power.

However, this time, when the seal was opened, the demons launched a sudden attack, catching the Beast Race off guard.

The marauding demon forces that attacked the beast races in the forest were composed of a vast number of ruthless Demon Kings who relished in slaughtering any beast that dared to oppose them.

These Demon Kings were not only incredibly powerful but also skilled at the art of war, which they used to deadly effect during the assault.

The Queen of the Butterfly Race, despite her best efforts to save her kin, could only manage to lead a minority of her kind and some other beasts to safety, as the demon forces were simply too overwhelming for her to overcome.

The rest of the butterfly race and countless other beasts, who were unable to escape, were captured by the demons.

As of right now, the Queen of the Butterfly Race and her group of beasts were residing in a hideout that was concealed with a special illusionary array near the forest. They were trying to come up with a strategy that would let them save their comrades.

However, they were aware of the daunting task ahead, considering the stark difference in the strength of their forces compared to the demons.

Finally, the Queen of the Butterfly Race came up with a solution that might turn the tides in their favor.

She decided to seek the aid of the humans, knowing that the Everlasting Mystic Empire was ruled by powerful human beings who could potentially defeat the demons.

With this in mind, a few brave beasts set out to a nearby human settlement to deliver the Queen's proposal.

One of the beasts, a tall and imposing figure with sleek black fur and piercing amber eyes, stepped forward and addressed the guards in a clear and powerful voice.

"We come on behalf of the Butterfly Spirit Race," he declared. "Our people have been taken captive by the demon forces, and we are in dire need of your assistance. We believe that the humans of this land possess great strength and resourcefulness, and we humbly request your aid in fighting our common foe."

The guards exchanged uncertain glances, clearly taken aback by the gravity of the situation. The beast continued, his voice resolute and unwavering.

"In return for your aid, the Queen of the Butterfly Spirit Race herself will personally present the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark to the human who relieves us from this calamity. This mark is a symbol of our utmost respect and gratitude."

The guards looked at one another, unsure of how to respond.

After a moment of silence, one of the guards stepped forward and spoke in a deep, authoritative voice.

"We understand the gravity of your situation and will relay this message to the Royal Palace," he said.

The beast's eyes shone with relief and gratitude, and he bowed deeply to the guard. "Thank you," he said. "The fate of our race rests in your hands."

Thus, this news spread around the entire Empire quickly. It caused create ripples across all factions, organizations, and sects.

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Wang Jian was taken aback upon hearing the news of the Butterfly Spirit Race's plea for help, which had spread like wildfire throughout the entire Everlasting Mystic Empire.

Inquiring about the Butterfly Spirit Race from the system, he received a detailed response that shed light on their significance in the world.

[The Butterfly Spirit Race is one of the most revered species in the world, renowned for their exceptional skills in illusionary magic and profound understanding of spiritual energy.]

[This race comprises solely of enchanting women possessing large, iridescent wings that shimmer in the sunlight and can be made invisible according to their wishes. They live in their habitat, nestled deep within the forest, and coexist harmoniously with the other creatures residing there.]

[The World's Essence is particularly fond of their presence, permeating their habitat with pure spiritual energy.]

Wang Jian then asked about the Butterfly Spirit Mark.

[Any being who garners the favor of the Butterfly Spirit Race experiences a significant increase in providence or luck. They will also be immune to harm by the insect type beasts for their entire life.]

The system further gave detailed description of the advantages of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

[Acquiring the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark is a tremendous honor, as the individual will be regarded as the savior of the entire race. It will unlock a plethora of benefits, including the ability to effortlessly teleport to the heart of the Butterfly Spirit Race's habitat. Moreover, it will enhance the individual's providence and luck significantly, while their spiritual energy will be empowered to new heights. Furthermore, the mark will provide immunity against insect-type beasts and illusionary attacks, providing a formidable defense against any potential threats.]

Once Wang Jian read this information, he made up his mind to go and help out the Butterfly Spirit Race.

According to the information he had received, Ye Chen was in that area as well.

Thus, Wang Jian knew he had to move quickly.

Before departing, Wang Jian took the time to provide detailed instructions to each of the women in his company, tenderly sharing a kiss with each one as a gesture of reassurance and trust.

Addressing Su Xian with a gentle smile, he conveyed, "During my absence, I want you to expand the number of your disciples. Seek out those beautiful women who have been unjustly exiled by their sects. Xiao Ling and Meng Xiangyi will assist you in managing them. Keep a watchful eye on Xiao Ling as well."

Turning his attention to Fen Shuying, his voice laced with determination, he instructed, "While I am away, it is crucial that you eliminate the targets on the list I provided you."

Regarding Chen Yiyan, Wang Jian's eyes softened with understanding, and he said, "...Return to the Windhaven Kingdom, my dear. I know your heart longs for it. Now that you have reached the pinnacle of the Lord Realm, you can support your father in subduing any factions that dare to oppose his rule. Additionally, keep a discreet watch over my ninth brother, Wang Lan, and covertly establish contact with the members of his factions. Recruit them for our cause."

Looking at Kang Huian with a steadfast gaze, Wang Jian entrusted her with a significant responsibility. "Lead the Crimson Mammoth Warriors to the Sacred Crane Sect. Aid them in hunting beasts and eliminating rogue demons in the vicinity. However, your true task is to subtly remove the elders who do not wholeheartedly support our faction."

Turning to Han Xifeng, his expression filled with a sense of purpose, he said, "I want you to utilize all your resources to establish temples in three nearby towns. Visit these towns regularly and utilize your Holy Qi to heal the ailments of the suffering people. Accompany yourself with a select group of Crimson Mammoth Warriors and Night Dagger Clan members."

Fixing his gaze on Xiao Ling, Wang Jian's voice was filled with a mix of expectation and guidance. "...Xian's group will be recruiting more disciples. I trust you to test their abilities and help them grow. Your time spent in the Celestial Dragon's Sect has equipped you with valuable experience."

Turning to Meng Xiangyi, he spoke with a tone of reliance, "Assist Xian in managing her group and providing them with training. Act as her advisor in any matters that arise during my absence. Your early exposure to your father's management of your clan will serve you well in navigating the intricacies."

Addressing Lady Xia, Wang Jian's voice was filled with concern and protectiveness. "Ensure that Shuying, Huian, and Xifeng are in charge of safeguarding your company. Establish a single, yet prominent store in the capital. Seek assistance from Xian to provide you with the necessary manpower and resources."

Finally, directing his attention to Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran, Wang Jian's voice held a sense of determination. "Come with me, for I will require your assistance by my side."

Once the meticulous instructions had been given, Wang Jian, accompanied by Lady Zhuoran, Bixi Shuyan, and a select group of King Realm experts from his faction, gracefully departed from the grand mansion.

They embarked on a solemn journey towards the sacred domain of the Butterfly Spirit Race, their determined footsteps echoing in unison as they set forth to confront the impending challenges.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian's devoted women, filled with a sense of purpose and duty, diligently set to work, fully dedicated to carrying out his instructions with unwavering commitment.

Each of them embarked on their respective tasks, their actions driven by loyalty and the deep bond they shared with him.

The mansion became a hive of focused activity as plans were set into motion and preparations took shape, ensuring that every aspect of Wang Jian's vision would be meticulously realized in his absence.

The sacred domain of the Butterfly Spirit Race had become the focal point of a grand convergence, drawing the attention and aspirations of not only Wang Jian and his faction but also the prominent forces within the Empire.

The legends surrounding the coveted Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark had permeated the collective consciousness of these influential figures, igniting a fierce desire within them to claim this symbol of power and fortune for themselves.

Accompanied by an entourage of utmost significance, the Crown Prince emerged as a commanding presence amidst this throng of contenders.

United under his leadership were the prestigious Jade Order, renowned for their unwavering loyalty; the formidable Brotherhood of the Steel Fist, whose ironclad fists struck fear into the hearts of adversaries; and the indomitable Crimson Guards, their crimson-clad warriors ready to defend their honor at any cost.

Additionally, disciples of immense talent, guided by revered elders from the Heavenly Blade Sect and the Celestial Dragon Sect, lent their expertise to the Crown Prince's cause.

The ranks swelled further with the inclusion of allied clans, their collective strength bolstering the Crown Prince's bid for the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

Not to be outdone, the Second Princess assembled her own formidable alliance, composed of esteemed organizations and loyal allies.

Among their ranks stood the Mystic Creature Handlers Union, skilled in the art of taming the most elusive and enigmatic creatures; the renowned Iron Mercenaries, their steely resolve matched only by their unmatched combat prowess; and a select group of the Brotherhood of the Steel Fist, their unwavering loyalty aligned with the princess's cause.

Accompanying them were esteemed clans such as the Jin Clan and the Hua Clan, their members showcasing exceptional prowess in martial arts and arcane arts alike. They were also joined by the talented beauties of the Jade Lotus Sect who were led by the ice-cold beauty Elder Hua.

The alliance was further fortified by the presence of Xu Yuting, leading a contingent of highly skilled alchemists from the prestigious Dao of Alchemy Society.

In stark contrast to the grandeur of the Crown Prince and the Second Princess, the enigmatic Third Prince made a discreet entrance, opting for a covert approach.

Accompanied only by a select group of trusted King Realm guards, he shunned the ostentation of his sect's renowned experts and the infamous Lotus Assassins, preserving an air of mystery around his intentions.

Meanwhile, as Wang Jian embarked on his journey, he enlisted the protection of three formidable King Realm experts, whose mastery of martial arts was matched only by their unwavering loyalty.

Accompanying him was the captivating and alluring Lady Zhuoran, whose beauty and grace concealed a strength and resilience that commanded respect.

To further enhance their expedition, Wang Jian also welcomed the invaluable presence of Bixi Shuyan, a gifted individual renowned for her uncanny ability to locate rare and precious resources.

As they set forth, Wang Jian's faction rallied behind him with unwavering support. Leading the charge was Xie Cheng, a stalwart figure and the esteemed father of Xie Zhiwei, who marshaled a talented contingent from the illustrious Xie Family, each member talented in the field of Alchemy.

Similarly, Liu Yu's father led a select group from the renowned Liu Family, their lineage steeped in studying and crafting powerful and rare talismans.

The Sacred Crane Sect's esteemed third elder, Luo Zhong, also joined the ranks, his leadership guiding a promising assembly of skilled disciples, including his son Luo Ying. Together, these individuals represented the diverse talents of Wang Jian's faction.

Amidst the multitude of factions converging upon the sacred domain, numerous other organizations seized the opportunity to participate in the pursuit of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

Among them, the prestigious Church of the Divine Light illuminated the path with their unwavering devotion to righteousness and enlightenment. The enigmatic Crimson Cult cast its shadow upon the gathering, veiled in mystery and allure.

The Iron Mountain Sect and the Crimson Rock Sect, renowned for their formidable martial prowess, arrived with an air of unwavering confidence.

Additionally, representatives from esteemed associations such as the Dao of Alchemy Society, the Celestial Talisman's Guild, and the Mystic Creature Handlers Union made their presence felt, each seeking to test their fortunes in this extraordinary quest.

Even the enigmatic Underworld Barter Syndicate, known for their clandestine dealings, cautiously ventured into the fray, their motives shrouded in secrecy.

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Initially, Emperor Wang, along with several other powerful Emperor Realm experts, had intended to journey to the sacred domain of the Butterfly Spirit Race with the intention of vanquishing the demonic forces and claiming the coveted Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

However, their plans were abruptly disrupted when a message arrived from the Jade Sea Empire.

Startling news revealed that the Royal Family of the Jade Sea Empire had struck a controversial agreement with the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan.

In this clandestine deal, they threatened to unleash an assault on the Everlasting Mystic Empire should any Emperor Realm expert dare to confront the demons within the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race.

Adding to the gravity of the situation, a formidable array had been erected within the region, specifically designed to detect the presence of Emperor Realm experts.

This technological barrier served as a deterrent, ensuring that no powerful cultivator could trespass upon the sacred domain.

In an unexpected turn of events, however, the Royal Family of the Jade Sea Empire sought to appease Emperor Wang and the Everlasting Mystic Empire.

They offered a valuable compensation in the form of three lifeless corpses of Emperor Realm beasts, each infused with a trace of the revered Dragon Bloodline.

This generous offering carried tremendous significance, as defeating a beast bearing even a fraction of the Dragon Bloodline was an arduous feat.

The corpses possessed immense value, particularly for cultivators who practiced the revered Soaring Dragon Cultivation Technique.

These remains presented a unique opportunity for rapid advancement, allowing cultivators to expedite their progress to the next stage of the revered cultivation method.

Given the invaluable nature of this gift, Emperor Wang ultimately chose to accept the offering.

Consequently, he issued a decree prohibiting any Emperor Realm expert from trespassing into the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race.

This agreement would stand as long as no Emperor Realm expert breached the boundaries of the Everlasting Mystic Empire. Any such intrusion, for whatever reason, would instantaneously dissolve the pact, paving the way for potential conflict and chaos.

As Wang Jian embarked on his journey towards the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race, news of the prohibition for Emperor Realm experts to enter the region reached his ears.

Reacting to the information, a wry smile curled upon his lips, accompanied by a soft derisive snort.

'Ah, the World Essence truly spares no expense to ensure Ye Chen won't face any significant disadvantages,' he mused to himself, his thoughts tinged with a mix of amusement and calculation.

'But, interestingly enough, this turn of events works in my favor as well. With the absence of Emperor Realm experts, it provides me with a better opportunity to maintain control over the unfolding situation.'

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The vanguard of the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race was graced by the arrival of the Crown Prince's faction, the first among the major forces to reach its edge.

Their swift and elegant entry was befitting, for they rode atop the magnificent and agile Mystic Azure Rocs, known to be the swiftest beasts in the entire Empire.

Mounted upon these graceful creatures, the members of the Crown Prince's faction surged forward, their presence commanding and their speed unmatched.

Meanwhile, the other factions, including those led by the Second Princess, the Third Prince, and Wang Jian, were not far behind.

They too approached the sacred dominion, but their choice of steeds differed.

Astride powerful and majestic griffins, they soared through the skies, their wings beating in perfect harmony with the wind, as they closed the distance to the hallowed grounds of the Butterfly Spirit Race.

Upon reaching their destination, the Crown Prince's faction rendezvoused with the delegation of beasts that had come to meet them.

To their surprise, they learned that the physical presence of the revered Butterfly Spirit Queen was not among them.

Instead, she employed a remarkable artifact through which she created a Spiritual Illusion Construct.

This extraordinary creation, intricately linked to the essence of the Butterfly Spirit Queen, enabled her to project an illusionary form of a beautiful butterfly that would serve as her conduit, facilitating communication with the visiting faction.

The Spiritual Illusion Construct was a manifestation of the Queen's mystical prowess, allowing her ethereal essence to be present and engage with the human representatives as if she were physically there.

Crown Prince Wang Hao's voice was measured as he addressed the beasts, "We require a comprehensive understanding of these demons. What are their strengths and weaknesses? Every detail is crucial and will help us make informed decisions."

"…There is not much we know about these demons. It's just that they are completely different from the demons we have fought before. They seem to come from a different place," responded the Butterfly Spirit Queen.

"What about their appearance? Any ability that you might recall," Wang Hao asked with a frown.

The Butterfly Spirit Queen pondered the question for a moment, her ethereal voice resonating with a tinge of sadness.

"Most of those demons possessed an ominous and primal aura, their physical forms twisted and grotesque. Their appearance alone evoked a sense of dread. They bore jagged horns jutting from their heads, while their skin, resembling weathered leather or dark scales, exuded an unsettling shade of ashen gray or obsidian black. Their eyes, ablaze with an eerie malevolence, pierced through the very soul."

She continued, her voice tinged with concern, "However, amidst their ranks, there are a select few who possess a mesmerizing opalescent skin. Their ethereal hues mimic the tranquil surface of the sea, ranging from the depths of sapphire to the iridescent hues of turquoise. These particular demons are of unparalleled strength, effortlessly dismantling our carefully constructed arrays and defenses. They wrought havoc upon us, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake, as they mercilessly slaughtered our comrades, ultimately reaching the heart of our domain."

Her words painted a vivid picture of the demons' sinister nature, their distinct appearances, and the devastating impact they had inflicted upon the beast races.

A frown creased Wang Hao's face as he listened to the vivid description of the grotesque and twisted demons.

He couldn't help but recall the encounters his forces had faced with similar creatures in the northern regions. While acknowledging the power of these formidable foes, Wang Hao remained confident in his forces' ability to overcome them.

However, it was the demons adorned with opalescent skin that posed an unprecedented and formidable challenge.

As per the detailed account provided by the Butterfly Spirit Queen, these particular demons surpassed the strength and ferocity of the ones previously encountered by Wang Hao's forces.

After engaging in a prolonged conversation with the enigmatic Butterfly Spirit Queen, Wang Hao and his assembled forces set forth, their determined strides leading them towards the very heart of the forest now under the grip of these menacing demons.

Shortly after Wang Hao's departure, the Second Princess arrived at the scene, her arrival marked by an exchange of words with the ethereal Butterfly Spirit Queen.

Driven by her unwavering resolve to reclaim the forest from the clutches of darkness, she charted a distinct path, ensuring that her forces would enter the forest through a separate entry point, intentionally avoiding any overlap with Wang Hao's contingent.

Amidst the unfolding events, Ye Chen had deftly penetrated the dense forest, utilizing his tactical acumen to hunt down the demons with surgical precision.

His unwavering determination propelled him forward, incessantly pushing towards the heart of the forest where the demons held the captive beasts.

Like all other experts, Ye Chen was also driven by an insatiable desire for the coveted Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

But that wasn't the only motivation behind his actions. Ye Chen had seen the Butterfly Spirit Queen once and had been enamored by her ever since.

However, the Queen remained elusive, hiding inside a concealed hideout protected by an illusion talisman array.

Ye Chen believed that by liberating her race from the clutches of the demons, he would earn her admiration and pave the way for a possible meeting.

Alas, his aspirations were dealt a severe blow as the relentless waves of demons surged forth from the central region, fiercely repelling his advances time and time again.

Despite his tactical prowess and valiant efforts, Ye Chen was forced to retreat, unable to breach the formidable defenses of the demons guarding the heart of the forest.

As Ye Chen contemplated his next move, a distant commotion reached his ears—a battle was raging nearby. Intrigued and perplexed, he swiftly made his way towards the source of the tumult.

To his astonishment, a sizable contingent of humans was locked in combat with the demons. The clash between the two factions was fierce and chaotic, with spells and weapons colliding in a whirlwind of violence.

In the midst of the tumultuous scene, Ye Chen caught a glimpse of Crown Prince Wang Hao, a commanding figure leading the charge against the demonic horde.

The sight left Ye Chen both surprised and curious, wondering what circumstances had brought the Crown Prince to the forefront of this conflict.

'The allure of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark must be truly captivating for the Crown Prince to venture all the way to this forest and engage in such an arduous battle with such fervor and urgency.'

Ye Chen was aware of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark's value and importance, but he remained oblivious to its specific properties and capabilities. Despite this, he knew that possessing it would undoubtedly bring him significant advantages.

Additionally, a shrewd deduction formed in Ye Chen's mind.

If Crown Prince Wang Hao had made his presence known, it was highly likely that Second Princess Wang Ying was also partaking in the unfolding events.

With determination in his heart, Ye Chen set out on a quest to locate the forces led by Second Princess Wang Ying.

He surmised that she must have strategically chosen a different entry point into the forest, deliberately avoiding direct confrontation with the Crown Prince's faction.

Thus, Ye Chen was forced to go around the outer section of the woods to find Wang Ying's faction.

In the meantime, Wang Jian's faction met up with the beasts outside the butterfly spirit race's sacred dominion.

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After engaging in a conversation with the mystical beasts, Wang Jian came to a startling realization that both the Crown Prince and the Second Princess had already arrived, accompanied by formidable forces.

Intrigued by the Butterfly Spirit Queen's illusory form, Wang Jian couldn't help but be consumed by curiosity about her true appearance.

However, despite his attempts to utilize his Spiritual Sensitivity to pinpoint her exact location, all he could discern was a vague direction leading to a vast and enigmatic area veiled by a powerful illusion array.

To his dismay, Wang Jian found himself at a loss when it came to unraveling the secrets of this perplexing illusion array.

Even after consulting with the Liu Family and other factions within his alliance, it became apparent that they, too, were powerless against it.

This illusion array, intricately woven with the bloodline techniques of the mystical beasts, utilized their essence cores instead of conventional elemental stones or human methods, rendering it impervious to their knowledge and expertise.

Therefore, Wang Jian devised an alternative approach, opting for a strategy that would compel them to reveal themselves. He strategized to flush them out of their concealed positions.

With careful consideration, Wang Jian's formidable forces advanced into the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race, deliberately choosing the eastern route to avoid any direct clashes with the armies led by Wang Ying and Wang Hao.

As Wang Jian's forces pressed forward, they encountered a surprisingly sparse number of demons along their path.

Wang Jian speculated that this could be attributed to the bulk of the demon forces being concentrated in the vicinity of Wang Hao and Wang Ying's armies.

It appeared that the demons had diverted their main strength to counter the imminent threats posed by the Crown Prince and the Second Princess.

As Wang Jian's forces continued their steady advance through the forest, a sudden and astonishing event unfolded within the hidden sanctuary where the Butterfly Spirit Queen and the surviving beasts had sought refuge after the onslaught of the demons.

This secluded hideout, nestled deep within another forest adjacent to the sacred dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race, was protected by a formidable illusionary array.

The forest itself possessed extraordinary qualities, with trees imbued with an inherent resilience against Qi attacks and conventional elemental assaults.

However, Wang Jian's flames were far from ordinary. His mastery of the flame laws had granted him profound insight, placing him at the middle stage of the Insight in Laws of Flames.

As a result, his flames possessed an unparalleled density and potency, surpassing the norm.

Harnessing the immense power of his specialized flames, Wang Jian strategically set ablaze the northern, western, and southern perimeters of the forest.

This calculated action served a purpose far beyond mere destruction - it was a deliberate effort to create a path of escape for the trapped beasts.

By clearing a passage through the engulfed sections, Wang Jian intended to guide the desperate creatures directly towards his waiting forces, positioning himself as their ultimate savior.

The group of beasts led by the stunning Butterfly Spirit Queen successfully emerged from the forest, with little harm done by the flames.

As Wang Jian had anticipated, the Queen herself appeared, accompanied by hundreds of other beasts.

Wang Jian found himself unable to resist gazing at the resplendent Butterfly Spirit Queen, who possessed a truly ethereal and mesmerizing beauty. The Queen's appearance, a testament to her superior beast bloodline, was a breathtaking sight to behold.

Her lustrous silver hair flowed gracefully down her back, glimmering like moonlight on a tranquil lake. Adorning her regal countenance was a scarlet crown, symbolizing her authority and grace.

Her captivating blue eyes sparkled with an enigmatic allure, holding a depth that seemed to reveal the secrets of the universe.

Drifting around her slender form was a flowing blue dress, intricately designed to accentuate her ethereal allure.

The gown, both elegant and daring, revealed a hint of her alluring cleavage and featured a daring cut over her navel, adding an enchanting touch of allure.

A white cloth, artfully draped, cascaded down her legs, delicately concealing her beautifully thick limbs while hinting at their captivating curves.

Wang Jian couldn't help but be captivated by the Butterfly Spirit Queen's extraordinary beauty, a sight that left him in awe.

Simultaneously, the Butterfly Spirit Queen cast her observant gaze upon Wang Jian, taking note of his striking and distinguished appearance.

His handsome features were undeniably captivating, drawing her attention to his silver locks of hair that gleamed like molten moonlight.

His eyes, a mesmerizing shade of blue akin to the vast expanse of the heavens, stood in contrast to her own eyes, which held a subtle hint of turquoise amidst their cerulean depths.

As the Queen's perceptive gaze lingered upon Wang Jian, she couldn't help but admire the harmonious blend of strength and gentleness reflected in his countenance.

His chiseled features exuded an air of confidence and determination, while his piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a glimpse of the boundless sky itself, capturing her curiosity and intrigue.

The sight of Wang Jian evoked a subtle flutter within the Queen's heart, a recognition of the undeniable allure that emanated from this formidable warrior.

"Hello, Wang Jian. My name is Stella, and I am the Butterfly Spirit Queen. As you can see, I am the leader of these beasts," Stella said, her voice soft and soothing.

"Greetings, Stella," Wang Jian addressed her with a seemingly genuine concern, his voice dripping with deceit.

"As you are well aware, I am Wang Jian, the esteemed seventh prince of the Everlasting Mystic Empire. I must inquire, what has brought your group into this perilous forest? It is a treacherous domain, rife with lurking demons lying in wait for unsuspecting prey," he cautioned, his words carefully crafted to mask his true intentions.

In reality, Wang Jian's apparent worry was nothing more than a smokescreen, carefully constructed to veil his own culpability in the forest's fiery demise.

Stella relayed the distressing news of the engulfed forest near their secluded hideout, her voice tinged with frustration.

"Those wicked demons must be responsible! Unable to locate our sanctuary, they resorted to scorching the entire forest! I never imagined they could set ablaze those resilient trees," she lamented.

Wang Jian responded with a solemn nod, his expression reflecting a newfound sense of seriousness.

"Indeed, this serves as a stark reminder that we must not underestimate the demons," he acknowledged.

His gaze then shifted towards Stella's group, a glimmer of cunning in his eyes as he proposed an idea.

"Considering the perilous nature of this forest, it would be unwise for your group to wander alone. I suggest you join forces with us. Together, we can navigate the treacherous paths to the heart of the forest, while we provide protection against the relentless onslaught of demons. It truly is a splendid arrangement, don't you think?" he enticed, his words laced with an air of enticing persuasion.

Stella appeared swayed by the proposal, her conviction mirrored by the agreement of her comrades. It seemed that Wang Jian's plan was unfolding just as he had foreseen.

Observing Stella's response, a malevolent smile curled upon Wang Jian's lips. Every piece was falling into place according to his calculated scheme.

A slender beam of radiant light materialized, swirling in an intricate circular pattern above Wang Jian's head, casting an ethereal glow that bathed the surroundings in an eerie illumination.

"Stop! You are on the brink of committing a grave error!" A commanding voice echoed through the air, originating from the southern direction.

Both the beasts, including the Butterfly Spirit Queen, and the members of Wang Jian's faction turned their attention towards the source of the voice, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Emerging from the south was a formidable force led by none other than the Third Prince, Wang Chen. Clutched firmly in his grasp was a peculiar artifact shaped like a compass, adorned with a flickering wisp of orange flame.

A furrow formed on Wang Jian's brow as he immediately recognized the compass—it was the Mystical Qi Tracing Compass.

This device was typically wielded by hunters and assassins, harnessing its power to track the Qi signatures of their targets and unveil their location with uncanny accuracy.

The Mystical Qi Tracing Compass required nothing more than the mere presence of Qi to activate, emitting a unique ray that guided its user towards the source of the enigmatic energy.

"I am Wang Chen, the Third Prince of the Empire, and I have come here to enlighten you that the one responsible for the burning of the forest which housed your sanctuary is none other than my foolish brother!" Wang Chen's voice boomed through the air, resolute and filled with righteous indignation.

Lifting the compass high, he continued, his words laced with determination, "Utilizing this Mystical Qi Tracing Compass, I have successfully traced the fiery trail back to him."

The beasts, including the regal Butterfly Spirit Queen, were taken aback by this revelation, their voices erupting in a chorus of disbelief and astonishment.

"What?!" they exclaimed in unison.

Stella, sensing the undeniable connection between the flames and the forest's destruction, could not contain the surge of hatred that surged within her eyes as she locked her gaze onto Wang Jian.

"You will pay dearly for your transgressions!" Stella's voice rang out, laced with a seething intensity.

A wry expression crept across Wang Jian's face as he commanded members of his faction, a sense of resignation in his tone, "Prepare yourselves for battle!"

Henceforth, an immense clash ensued, pitting Wang Jian's faction against the subservient beasts under the dominion of the resplendent Butterfly Spirit Queen and Wang Chen's loyal supporters.

The battleground became a theatre of chaos and conflict, where the clash of weapons and the resonance of elemental powers filled the air with a symphony of war.

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While the relentless clash between Wang Jian's forces, Wang Chen's faction, and the beasts raged on, an event of paramount importance unfolded in a separate corner of the forest - a development closely tied to the Crown Prince's faction.

Wang Hao, accompanied by his loyal followers, had decimated countless demons in their path.

Yet, their search for a demon with opalescent skin had proven fruitless thus far. Consequently, a sense of caution enveloped Wang Hao as he guided his forces deeper into the enigmatic forest.

After a grueling half-day of trekking, they finally encountered a demon bearing the sought-after opalescent skin.

Though the demon's physical form bore a resemblance to that of a human, his unique complexion, devilish eyes, and formidable aura set him apart.

With a curious and somewhat mocking tone, the demon addressed the Crown Prince's faction, "Ah, so you are the foolish humans who dared to assail us. Pray tell, what name do you go by?"

Maintaining an air of calm authority, Wang Hao responded, "I am Wang Hao, the Crown Prince of the Everlasting Mystic Empire. Consider this your final warning: retreat from this forest, and you shall be spared the full brunt of my wrath."

The demon snorted in derision, his voice laced with disdain.

"Do you truly believe you can intimidate a member of the illustrious Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline? You are sorely mistaken!"

With unmistakable pride, the demon declared, "I am Dylan, and I shall be the one to claim your life!"

Seizing the fleeting moment, the two opposing forces collided with fervor, unleashing a tempest of violence and fury. Their minds became consumed by a singular purpose - the annihilation of their adversaries.

Blades clashed and spells crackled in the air as the combatants engaged in a relentless dance of death. Each strike was fueled by a burning desire to overpower the opponent and emerge victoriously.

Amidst the chaotic fray, the forest echoed with fierce shouts and thunderous battle cries, each sound imbued with a primal energy that stirred the very essence of the battleground. The clash of steel against steel, accompanied by surges of elemental forces, intensified the atmosphere, igniting an inferno of unyielding determination.

Wang Hao initially engaged in a swift and decisive slaughter of the approaching demon group. With effortless grace, he dispatched his foes, leaving a trail of fallen adversaries in his wake. Yet, his thirst for victory pushed him to seek further carnage, intending to cripple the enemy ranks.

However, a figure emerged from the chaos, a wicked grin adorning his face. It was Dylan, his presence exuding a feral menace.

"You will face me!" Dylan declared, leaping towards Wang Hao with unbridled ferocity.

Remaining composed, Wang Hao drew forth his Glaive, a formidable weapon at the pinnacle of the King Realm.

The aura emanating from Dylan made him wary, prompting Wang Hao to withhold his full strength, a caution born from respect for his opponent's potential.

Dylan charged forward, his Tempest Fury Fist crackling with the raging power of the ocean.

With a thunderous roar, he unleashed a whirlwind of water and wind towards Wang Hao.

Sensing the impending danger, Wang Hao swiftly infused his glaive with the power of the Gold Element, preparing to counter Dylan's assault.

As Dylan's devastating punch neared, Wang Hao's Insight in the Laws of Gold Element guided him to execute the perfect defense.

With a swift and precise movement, he unleashed the Gilded Sunbeam Strike, channeling pure golden light into his glaive.

The concentrated beam sliced through Dylan's whirlwind, shattering it and continuing its path towards Dylan.

However, Dylan was quick to react.

He infused his Thundering Wave Palm with concentrated water and sound, releasing a shockwave that disrupted the trajectory of Wang Hao's Gilded Sunbeam Strike.

The clash between the golden light and the powerful shockwave created a deafening boom that resonated throughout the forest.

Undeterred, Wang Hao pressed on, his glaive still gleaming with the intensity of molten gold. He swiftly swung his weapon in a wide arc, unleashing the Auric Celestial Slicer.

The blade of golden energy effortlessly cut through the remnants of Dylan's attack, leaving behind a trail of shimmering light.

It closed in on Dylan, who attempted to counter with a Hydro Vortex Projection.

The spinning vortex of water launched towards Wang Hao, pulling him in with its force. Yet, Wang Hao's deep Insight in the Laws of Gold Element guided him once again.

With a single, well-timed thrust, he executed the Auric Piercer, infusing his glaive with a pale golden glow.

The ethereal power of moonlight allowed his attack to bypass Dylan's defense, piercing through the vortex and striking Dylan with precision.

Although Dylan staggered under the onslaught, his resilience was fueled by his devil bloodline. His body regenerated swiftly, his wounds healing with remarkable speed.

But Wang Hao's relentless assault and superior understanding of the Laws of Gold Element began to take its toll.

With each clash, Dylan found himself gradually losing ground, his attacks unable to match the efficiency and power of Wang Hao's techniques.

As the battle raged on, Wang Hao unleashed the Golden Cascade Assault, spinning his glaive overhead.

The cascading shower of golden energy rained down upon Dylan, each strike carrying the force and intensity of a crashing waterfall.

Despite Dylan's attempts to defend himself, the onslaught overwhelmed him, causing him to be thrown backward.

Seeing an opportunity, Wang Hao capitalized on Dylan's momentary vulnerability.

He swiftly executed the Shimmering Goldstar Thrust, condensing his energy into a small but intensely powerful golden star at the tip of his glaive.

With blinding speed and explosive force, the star propelled towards Dylan, striking him with devastating impact.

Although Dylan's devil bloodline allowed him to regenerate, the injuries inflicted by Wang Hao's attacks started to accumulate.

The golden light seemed to seep into Dylan's wounds, hindering his regeneration process. Dylan's subordinates, witnessing their leader's struggles, fought harder to protect him, but they too found themselves outmatched by Wang Hao's followers.

With determination in his eyes, Wang Hao pressed his advantage, unleashing the Gleaming Goldstrike Slash.

With a powerful slash, he released a wave of shimmering golden energy that tore through Dylan's weakening defenses, leaving behind a trail of radiant destruction.

As Dylan lay against the tree, his body battered and his spirit injured, he struggled to regain his footing.

The forest around him was filled with the sounds of battle as Wang Hao's followers and Dylan's subordinates clashed fiercely.

Despite the odds stacked against him, Dylan refused to yield, fueled by his indomitable will.

Summoning his remaining strength, Dylan pushed himself up from the ground, his eyes filled with determination.

He knew he had to find a way to turn the tide of the battle.

With a renewed sense of focus, he gathered the energy of the surrounding atmosphere, condensing it into an Aquatic Torrent Blast.

The powerful projectile shot forward like a torrential blast, aimed directly at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao, sensing the incoming attack, swiftly activated his Glimmering Serpent's Fang technique. His glaive transformed into a shimmering golden fang, ready to pierce through any defense.

As the Aquatic Torrent Blast closed in, it collided with Wang Hao's serpent-like blade, creating a clash of elements.

Water and golden energy clashed, creating a spectacular display of shimmering mist and radiant light.

The force of the collision sent shockwaves rippling through the forest, causing trees to sway and leaves to flutter to the ground.

Yet, Wang Hao's mastery of the Laws of Gold Element proved superior.

His Glimmering Serpent's Fang sliced through the Aquatic Torrent Blast, dispersing it into misty droplets that fell harmlessly to the ground.

Dylan's heart sank as he realized his attack had failed to break through Wang Hao's defenses.

The injuries he had sustained were taking a toll, and his energy was waning. Sensing his vulnerability, Wang Hao pressed forward, his golden glaive gleaming with determination.

In a last-ditch effort, Dylan unleashed his ultimate technique.

Gathering the power of the storm, he channeled it into his Thundering Wave Palm, amplifying its strength and reach.

The force of his strike created a shockwave that echoed through the forest, shaking the very ground beneath their feet.

With lightning crackling through his veins, Dylan thrust his palm forward, releasing the Thundering Wave Palm towards Wang Hao.

But Wang Hao, with his heightened Insight and quick reflexes, anticipated the attack.

He swiftly executed the Golden Lotus Blossom, a graceful and fluid glaive technique that imbued his weapon with the essence of a golden lotus.

As Dylan's Thundering Wave Palm collided with Wang Hao's Golden Lotus Blossom, a clash of titanic proportions ensued.

The shockwaves generated by their clash reverberated through the forest, causing nearby trees to splinter and topple. The sheer force of their powers pushed both combatants backward, their feet sliding across the forest floor.

But even in this climactic clash, Wang Hao's superiority became evident.

The Golden Lotus Blossom burst forth, unleashing a burst of golden energy in the shape of blooming lotus petals.

The petals struck Dylan with both beauty and devastating power, overwhelming his weakened defenses.

Dylan's body was sent hurtling through the air, crashing into the ground with a resounding thud. Blood trickled from his wounds, staining the earth beneath him.

Though his devil bloodline granted him remarkable regenerative abilities, however, even it had its limits.

The battle between Dylan and Wang Hao soon came to an end as it was the Crown Prince's victory over the demons.

Dylan's subordinates immediately escaped after Dylan was defeated. The demons that were escaping were heading back to the heart of the forest.

Other than the King Realm warriors of Wang Hao's faction, it was Guan Yin who distinguished herself in this battle as she provided her Crimson Guards group with precise instructions that allowed them to slaughter a large number of demons while keeping their casualties at a minimum.

It was also due to her instructions that the Crimson Guards managed to capture the greatest number of demons alive.

Dylan and many of his subordinates had been captured. Wang Hao planned to interrogate them regarding the motive of these demons for capturing the Butterfly Spirit Race's sacred dominion.

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As Wang Hao's group pressed deeper into the mysterious depths of the forest, fate weaved a parallel tale for Wang Ying's faction.

They, too, found themselves entangled in a harrowing confrontation, confronted by an ominous presence that bore the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline.

The atmosphere crackled with an electric intensity as Wang Ying's faction came face to face with a formidable demon horde.

Led by a commanding figure, a descendant of the Oceanic Tempest Storm lineage, the enemy exuded an aura of turbulent power that stirred the very air around them.

Diverging from her elder brother Wang Hao's approach, Wang Ying understood the weight of this formidable encounter and chose not to face the Oceanic Tempest Storm Demon alone.

By her side stood Elder Hua, a seasoned warrior and member of the Hua Clan while also being an elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect, and a colossal King Realm beast from the Mystic Creature Handlers Union known as the Terraclaw Ravager, renowned for its indomitable strength and a primal fury.

Together, the trio stood resolute, prepared to confront the demon named Ethan, hailing from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline.

Wang Ying, adorned in her flowing ice-blue robes, held her gleaming spear tightly, its surface glistening with frost. Her eyes focused, she channeled her mastery over water and ice elements, ready to unleash her frozen arsenal upon her enemies.

Her subordinates, skilled warriors themselves, engaged in fierce battles against the demonic forces accompanying Ethan, fighting valiantly to protect their mistress and stall the advance of their adversaries.

Meanwhile, Elder Hua, garbed in her wind-swept garments, grasped her sword with a firm grip, the blade humming with electrifying energy.

She stood beside Wang Ying, her gaze piercing and determined, her lightning-imbued strikes ready to unleash devastation upon her opponents.

The colossal Terraclaw Ravager, a hulking creature with jagged claws and an earth-encrusted exterior, loomed behind them.

Its massive form exuded an aura of raw power and unyielding defense, prepared to shake the very foundation of the forest with its earth-shattering might.

As the battle commenced, Ethan, standing at the forefront, tapped into the depths of his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline.

With each passing moment, his aura grew more potent, and a tempestuous energy enveloped his form. It was as if the raging power of the ocean had merged with his very being.

Ethan's first move was to summon the might of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline, as he unleashed the "Tempest Fury Fist."

With a resounding roar, he launched a devastating punch infused with the swirling forces of water and wind.

The resulting whirlwind surged forward, colliding with Wang Ying's "Frostwater Thrust" in a spectacular clash.

The impact reverberated through the forest, ice meeting water and wind with an explosion of freezing mist and gushing torrents.

The clash seemed to halt for a moment, but Ethan's prowess shone through as he skillfully neutralized Wang Ying's attack.

His innate understanding of the Water Element, granted by his bloodline, allowed him to effortlessly counter her ice-cold assault.

Undeterred, Wang Ying swiftly transitioned into her next technique, the "Frozen Torrent Assault."

She thrust her spear forward, unleashing a torrent of freezing water that solidified into piercing ice projectiles.

The shards hurtled toward Ethan, attempting to pierce his defenses and immobilize him. But Ethan's Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline empowered him with the Insight of Laws related to water, allowing him to anticipate and evade the icy onslaught with astonishing agility.

As Ethan evaded Wang Ying's attack, Elder Hua seized the opportunity to strike.

She employed the "Galeforce Strike," channeling the power of the wind into her sword.

With a swift and forceful motion, she unleashed a strike that generated a gust of wind, aiming to knock Ethan off balance and disrupt his equilibrium.

However, Ethan, his senses heightened by his bloodline's power, anticipated the attack and managed to maintain his stance, weathering the turbulent winds with unwavering determination.

The Terraclaw Ravager, sensing the need to join the fray, launched into action with a thunderous roar.

It unleashed an "Earthenquake Slam," slamming its colossal claws into the ground, creating a powerful shockwave that rippled through the earth.

As the ground trembled beneath Ethan's feet, he swiftly tapped into his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline's powers.

With a focused gaze, he channeled the raging power of the ocean into his fists, activating the "Tempest Fury Fist."

His punch collided with the shockwave, unleashing a whirlwind of water and wind that countered the Terraclaw Ravager's attack.

The clash of elemental forces created a spectacular display of power, causing water and earth to collide in a chaotic dance.

The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the forest, uprooting trees and scattering debris in all directions.

The Terraclaw Ravager, momentarily caught off guard, staggered backward, its massive form momentarily disrupted.

Seeing an opening, Wang Ying and Elder Hua capitalized on the distraction. Wang Ying unleashed her "Frozen Torrent Assault," gathering water and frost energy from the surrounding environment.

With a swift thrust of her spear, a powerful torrent of freezing water surged forward, solidifying into sharp ice projectiles. The icy onslaught pierced through the air, aimed at Ethan's vulnerable position.

Meanwhile, Elder Hua infused her sword with crackling lightning energy, preparing to strike with her lightning-imbued attacks.

She executed a lightning-fast "Whirlwind Blade Dance," creating a swirling vortex of wind around her.

As she delivered precise strikes, each strike carried the force of a powerful gust, aiming to knock back and disorient Ethan.

However, to their surprise, Ethan's Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline granted him exceptional adaptability and resilience.

As the icy projectiles and lightning-infused strikes neared him, he instinctively tapped into his bloodline's abilities.

With a swift motion, Ethan summoned a "Cyclone Whirlwind Slash," spinning rapidly and generating a cyclone of water and wind around his body.

The cyclone acted as a protective shield, deflecting the incoming ice projectiles and dispersing the lightning strikes, neutralizing the threat of Wang Ying and Elder Hua's attacks.

As the cyclone dissipated, Ethan unleashed an "Aquatic Torrent Blast," gathering water energy from the atmosphere and condensing it into a powerful projectile.

The torrential blast shot forward with immense impact, aiming directly at Wang Ying and Elder Hua.

Sensing the danger, Wang Ying swiftly activated her "Misty Glacier Piercer," enveloping herself and her spear in a dense mist.

As Ethan's projectile approached, the mist transformed into an icy glacier, impaling the torrential blast and redirecting its force away from Wang Ying and Elder Hua.

The battlefield became a chaotic spectacle of elemental clashes and powerful techniques.

Wang Ying's subordinates continued their fierce battles against the demons, utilizing their own skills to fend off the relentless assaults.

Wang Ying, impressed by Ethan's ability to counter her ice and water-based attacks, recognized that his bloodline contained traces of Insight of Laws related to the Water Element.

Ethan, not content with merely defending against his opponents, unleashed a devastating combination of his own.

He summoned the "Thundering Wave Palm," thrusting his palm forward and releasing a shockwave of concentrated water and sound. The force of the attack created a deafening boom, disorienting and weakening his adversaries.

With his enemies momentarily stunned, Ethan followed up with a powerful "Maelstrom Eruption Kick."

With a graceful leap, Ethan soared into the air, his body spinning like a cyclone of power.

As he descended, his foot connected with the ground, unleashing an earth-shaking kick imbued with immense force.

The impact birthed a colossal column of water, surging forth from the earth's depths, engulfing the Terraclaw Ravager, Wang Ying, and Elder Hua in its torrential embrace.

Helpless against its force, they were hurled backward, their bodies tossed like ragdolls in the fierce current.

Sensing the gravity of the situation, Elder Hua's voice carried a weighty urgency. "Your Highness, our spirits must be summoned to vanquish this formidable demon," she asserted, her tone laced with determination.

Wang Ying, recognizing the wisdom in Elder Hua's words, nodded in agreement. "Indeed, the time has come to unleash the full potential of our spirits," she affirmed, her resolve unyielding.

In response, Elder Hua's spiritual power surged forth, manifesting into a radiant blue light that coalesced into the form of the Skyblade Wolf, a majestic spirit embodying the ethereal power of the heavens.

Simultaneously, Wang Ying called upon her own spirit, the legendary Frostwave Kraken Sovereign. This majestic creature materialized as a colossal kraken, its immense form adorned with a frost-kissed aura.

With icy tentacles that exuded authority over frozen realms, it wielded the might of tidal waves and ice spikes, poised to unleash devastation upon Wang Ying's adversaries, ensuring they would be overwhelmed by the chilling depths of its power.

The battleground crackled with anticipation as Wang Ying, Elder Hua, and their formidable spirits, the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign and the Skyblade Wolf, prepared to engage Ethan in a battle of extraordinary proportions.

Wang Ying, her eyes ablaze with determination, called upon the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign's boundless might.

With a thunderous roar, the colossal kraken surged forward, its frost-tinged tentacles lashing out with unrivaled precision.

It unleashed a devastating technique known as "Glacial Torrent Barrage," conjuring a torrential wave of freezing water that cascaded toward Ethan, threatening to engulf him in its icy embrace.

Ethan, quick on his feet, evaded the oncoming assault with a nimble maneuver, his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline granting him heightened agility and reflexes.

Sensing an opportunity, he retaliated with a lightning-fast strike, channeling his power into a technique called "Tempest Fury Barrage."

Swift as a cyclone, his fists became a blur of motion as they unleashed a barrage of kinetic energy upon Wang Ying and Elder Hua, creating shockwaves that reverberated through the battlefield.

Not to be outmatched, Elder Hua's Skyblade Wolf leaped into action, harnessing the power of the wind to its advantage.

The majestic spirit maneuvered with ethereal grace, its movements resembling a swirling gust.

With a resounding howl, it executed the "Galeblade Whirlwind Slash," slashing through the air with its shimmering claws, conjuring slicing winds that sliced through Ethan's defenses.

Undeterred, Ethan tapped into the depths of his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline, summoning his own tempestuous power.

He unleashed a devastating counterattack, employing the technique known as "Typhoon Surgestrike."

A maelstrom of energy enveloped his body as he lunged forward, his fists wreathed in crackling lightning.

With each strike, he aimed to disperse the force of the Skyblade Wolf's assault, creating shockwaves that disrupted the ethereal winds.

As the battle intensified, Wang Ying and Elder Hua's synchronicity became apparent.

With a shared understanding, they coordinated their efforts, combining the might of their spirits with their own formidable skills.

Wang Ying commanded the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign to execute the "Subzero Tsunami Slam," summoning a colossal wave of frigid water that surged toward Ethan, threatening to freeze him in his tracks.

However, Ethan, drawing upon the resilience of his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline, summoned an impenetrable shield of swirling water, deflecting the subzero onslaught.

Seizing the opportunity, he retaliated with the "Storm Surge Torrent," unleashing a spiraling vortex of raging currents that surged toward Wang Ying and Elder Hua, aiming to overwhelm them with the force of nature itself.

The battle raged on, each participant pushing their limits, exploring the depths of their power.

The clash of elemental forces created a symphony of destruction, shaking the very foundation of the battlefield.

The Skyblade Wolf weaved through the chaos, employing the "Zephyr Slashdance," a mesmerizing display of blinding speed and precision, aiming to confound and disorient Ethan with its relentless assault.

Ethan, undeterred, channeled his Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Bloodline to its pinnacle, his form shrouded in an electrifying aura.

He unleashed the devastating "Lightning Tempest Annihilation," an all-encompassing assault that unleashed a cataclysmic surge of lightning-infused water, seeking to engulf both the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign and the Skyblade Wolf in an unstoppable torrent of destruction.

But Wang Ying and Elder Hua, masters of strategy and resilience, were not so easily defeated.

Drawing upon their spirits' elemental prowess, they combined their forces to create an impenetrable defense, conjuring a swirling vortex of freezing winds and raging waters.

Their technique, known as the "Aquaflurry Blizzardwall," formed an impregnable barrier that withstood the onslaught, pushing back against Ethan's overwhelming power.

As Wang Ying and Elder Hua's "Aquaflurry Blizzardwall" stood firm against Ethan's relentless assault, their spirits brimming with determination and unwavering resolve.

Sensing the opportune moment, Wang Ying channeled the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign's indomitable power.

With a commanding gesture, she unleashed the spirit's ultimate technique, known as the "Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent."

From the depths of the spirit realm, a cataclysmic surge of icy water surged forth, dwarfing everything in its path.

Towering waves crashed upon the battlefield, freezing the air itself and encasing the surroundings in an ethereal frost.

The raw force of the Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent threatened to rend the very fabric of reality, aiming to engulf Ethan in an unforgiving grip of frozen devastation.

Simultaneously, Elder Hua tapped into the boundless potential of the Skyblade Wolf.

With a harmonious blend of wind and spirit, she invoked the spirit's ultimate technique, known as the "Zephyr Celestial Blade." A tempest of razor-sharp wind blades materialized, spinning with a velocity that defied comprehension. Each blade possessed the power to slice through mountains, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake.

The Zephyr Celestial Blade hurtled toward Ethan, its lethal gales tearing through the battlefield with an indomitable force.

The combined might of the Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent and the Zephyr Celestial Blade aimed to strike Ethan with an unstoppable surge of elemental power, hoping to bring an end to his relentless assault.

However, Ethan, battered but not broken, refused to yield.

With a surge of determination, he gathered the remnants of his strength and invoked his ultimate technique, the "Tempestus Oblivion Strike."

In a blinding display of power, he summoned a cataclysmic storm of raging winds, crackling lightning, and churning waters, seeking to obliterate everything in its path.

The clash between the Glacial Cataclysmic Torrent, the Zephyr Celestial Blade, and the Tempestus Oblivion Strike shook the battlefield to its core.

An inferno of elemental chaos erupted, engulfing the combatants in a maelstrom of raw power.

Despite Ethan's valiant effort, his ultimate technique proved unable to withstand the overwhelming force unleashed by Wang Ying and Elder Hua.

As the dust settled, Ethan lay heavily injured, his body battered and broken by the devastating onslaught.

The combined might of the Frostwave Kraken Sovereign and the Skyblade Wolf had proven too formidable to overcome.

Wang Ying and Elder Hua stood victorious, their spirits glowing with triumph and exhaustion, as they surveyed the aftermath of the battle.

The defeated demons, witnessing Ethan's downfall, hastily retreated from the scene, vanishing into the depths of the surrounding forest.

Sensing the danger dissipating, the remaining members of Xu Yuting's team sprang into action, distributing restorative pellets to Wang Ying's faction.

Gratitude filled the air as the battle had taken its toll, leaving the warriors in need of revitalization.

Wang Ying, deeply appreciative of Elder Hua's unwavering support in the face of Ethan's assault, expressed her sincere thanks. Without Elder Hua's aid, victory might have eluded her grasp.

Meanwhile, the other formidable King Realm experts of Wang Ying's faction were still locked in fierce combat with the remaining demons, their attention fully consumed by the ongoing battle.

Jin Sheng, observing the close bond between Wang Ying and Elder Hua, couldn't help but furrow his brow, a subtle sign of disapproval etching across his face.

The implications of their rapport weighed on his mind, hinting at a deeper connection that troubled him.

Jin Meixiang, a Lord Realm expert who had yet to attain insight into the Laws of Lightning, felt a pang of frustration as she reflected on the recent battle.

Although her talent was undeniable, her abilities were limited on the battlefield, and she yearned for the opportunity to unleash her true potential.

For now, she remained determined to further develop her skills and make a more significant impact in future conflicts.

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Amidst the relentless advance of the Crown Prince's and Second Princess's factions, engaged in fierce combat against formidable demons, their resolute march carried them ever deeper into the foreboding depths of the ancient forest.

In a stark contrast of challenges, Wang Jian's faction found themselves ensnared in a harrowing clash against none other than the Third Prince Wang Chen's forces, while also contending with a horde of savage beasts.

Fortuitously, Wang Chen's forces had no intention of decimating the members of Wang Jian's faction. Instead, their primary objective lay in aiding the Butterfly Spirit Queen's swift departure from the chaotic theater of battle.

Accompanied by a loyal retinue of beasts, who shared an unbreakable bond with their sovereign, they forged a determined path towards the western horizon, driven by a mysterious purpose that lay concealed within their collective hearts.

However, before relinquishing the field, the Butterfly Spirit Queen unleashed a potent illusionary technique, shrouding the entire battlefield in a captivating veil of deception.

Within this illusory realm, the ethereal semblance of the revered queen persisted, locked in fierce combat against her perceived adversaries. Even the stalwart Wang Jian himself fell victim to the beguiling mirage, ensnared within its enchanting grasp.

Yet, amidst the labyrinth of illusory threads, two figures remained unaffected, their innate heritage from the illustrious Silver-Tailed Fox Race proving to be a beacon of clarity amidst the swirling mists of deception.

Lady Zhuoran, endowed with wisdom honed by countless generations, stood resolute alongside her daughter, the intrepid Bixi Shuyan.

Possessing an innate proficiency in the art of illusionary techniques, they effortlessly pierced through the veils of illusion, discerning the true nature of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's deceptive ploy.

However, rather than exposing the truth to Wang Jian, Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan clandestinely concealed their knowledge.

Their motive lay in providing the Butterfly Spirit Queen with an opportunity to elude Wang Jian's clutches, their hearts harboring a secret desire to ensure her freedom from his relentless pursuit.

As the Butterfly Spirit Queen and her loyal companions successfully made their escape, Wang Chen's forces commenced a measured retreat, gradually receding from the battlefield.

A faint inkling of unease crept into the depths of Wang Jian's consciousness, stirring a tempest of determination within him.

Channeling his formidable Spiritual Energy, he ignited a radiant blaze of power that surged through his being, shattering the illusory façade that had ensnared his senses.

With a jolt of realization, the truth unfurled before him like an unveiled tapestry.

With a surge of realization, the truth unraveled before him, revealing its intricate threads like an exquisite tapestry unfurled by a master weaver.

Gradually, the battle drew to a close, and members of Wang Jian's faction shifted their focus towards recuperation and healing. The esteemed practitioners of the Dao of Alchemy Society diligently distributed potent recovery pellets to each individual within the faction, ensuring their swift restoration.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian engaged in a contemplative discussion with Xie Zhiwei, Liu Yu, and Luo Ying, their expressions filled with curiosity and concern.

Eager for clarity, Xie Zhiwei's inquisitive voice broke the silence, "Was the third prince's accusation true? Did you truly set ablaze the forest that served as the abode of the butterfly queen?"

Wang Jian sighed deeply, recognizing the futility of concealing the truth, particularly in light of his third brother's compelling evidence. His voice, laced with a composed tone, resonated with honesty, "Yes, I cannot deny it."

Liu Yu's words cut through the air, laden with a serious tone that mirrored the weight of the situation. "You should have sought my aid. By employing my talismans in that inferno, the third prince would have been utterly incapable of tracing the source," he declared, his expression grave.

Wang Jian's eyes widened, a flicker of realization illuminating his features. The truth in Liu Yu's words struck him with force, the gravity of his oversight settling upon him like a shroud.

Indeed, had he enlisted the assistance of Liu Yu's talismans, the Mystic Qi Tracing Compass would have been rendered futile, its attempts to trace the blaze thwarted by the intricate blend of mystical energies infused within the ink.

Luo Ying, eager to steer the conversation towards a more constructive path, interjected with a somber tone. "But dwelling on what could have been will serve no purpose. Instead, let us focus on what lies ahead."

Curiosity tinged Wang Jian's voice as he inquired, "And what course of action do you propose?"

Liu Yu's gaze sharpened, determination gleaming in his eyes. "We must press onward, Jian," he declared firmly. "Our goal is to defeat the demons and rescue the butterfly queen's captive comrades. It is through our actions that we can quell her animosity towards us."

Xie Zhiwei shook his head, skepticism etched upon his features. "I understand the importance of our mission, but we must not underestimate the demons," he warned. "The butterfly queen's comrades we encountered during our skirmish displayed formidable strength. Moreover, the demons have established their dominance at the heart of the forest, overpowering a significant number of them. We must proceed with caution."

Luo Ying nodded in agreement, his expression grave as he voiced his concerns. "Indeed, we must also consider the presence of the Crown Prince's and Second Princess's factions," he said. "Engaging in battle against the demons might inadvertently provide them with an opportunity to swoop in and claim the spoils of our struggle."

Wang Jian mulled over their words, weighing the risks and possibilities. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke with determination. "I propose that we approach the heart of the forest, but refrain from entering immediately," he suggested.

"Instead, we shall bide our time and observe from a safe distance. Let us wait for the First Princess's and Second Princess's factions to engage the demons in battle. Once they have weakened each other, we can seize the opportune moment to enter and lend our aid."

Liu Yu's eyes gleamed with approval, recognizing the prudence in Wang Jian's plan. "A strategic move, Jian," he remarked, a faint smile playing on his lips. "By allowing the factions to exhaust themselves, we increase our chances of success and minimize potential losses."

Xie Zhiwei nodded, his skepticism giving way to cautious optimism. "It is a calculated approach," he conceded. "If we time it right, we can tip the scales in our favor and ensure the best outcome."

Luo Ying placed a hand on Wang Jian's shoulder, offering his support. "As your friends, Jian, we stand with you," he affirmed.

With their plan in place and a renewed sense of purpose, the group of friends set their sights on the heart of the forest, their determination unwavering.

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As Ye Chen ventured deeper into the dense outer edges of the forest, his keen eyes surveyed the surroundings, searching for any signs of Wang Ying's faction.

Unexpectedly, a scene unfolded before him—an intense clash between a group of valiant beasts and a small contingent of demons, likely tasked with patrolling the area.

Amongst the majestic gathering of beasts, a singular ethereal presence emanated a captivating aura. At the forefront, commanding their undivided attention, stood the resplendent figure of the Butterfly Spirit Queen, Stella.

Having encountered her before, Ye Chen's recognition of her was immediate, his curiosity piqued.

Driven by an innate sense of justice, Ye Chen swiftly advanced, drawing his Heavy Sword from its sheath with a fluid motion.

With a remarkable display of swiftness and precision, he engaged the demons in combat, leaving the awe-struck beasts astounded by his prowess. They exchanged bewildered glances, intrigued by the mysterious identity of this powerful human who fought alongside them.

Meanwhile, in order to confront the King Realm demon engaged in combat with the Butterfly Spirit Queen, Ye Chen deftly employed assault talismans, such as the Celestial Sword Talisman and Death-Dealing Sword Talisman.

The combined effects of these potent artifacts inflicted significant damage upon the formidable foe, ultimately allowing the Butterfly Spirit Queen to deliver the decisive blow.

With the battle's conclusion, Ye Chen approached the group of beasts, his steps measured and respectful. "Greetings, esteemed Butterfly Queen," he addressed Stella, his voice infused with reverence. "I am Ye Chen, and I am deeply intrigued to learn the purpose that has led your group into this perilous forest."

His words resonated with sincerity and genuine interest, conveying his earnest desire to understand the intentions of Stella and her companions.

Instantly on high alert, Stella and her comrades cast wary gazes upon Ye Chen, their encounter with Wang Jian fueling their caution and suspicion towards humans.

In an attempt to maintain a semblance of civility, another beast stepped forward, its tone tinged with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "Human, what brings you here?"

Stella, quick to quell any potential rudeness, interjected with a gentle yet authoritative voice. "Please refrain from impoliteness. It is essential to acknowledge that this human's presence was pivotal in defeating those demons."

Turning her attention towards Ye Chen, she continued, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Stella, the Butterfly Spirit Queen. Explaining the circumstances behind our presence here would be quite an elaborate tale."

Ye Chen, appreciating the gravity of the situation and the need for trust, responded with a respectful nod.

"Stella, it is an honor to meet you. I assure you that my intentions are genuine, and my actions were driven by a desire to assist. If it is not too much to ask, I would be grateful to hear the story behind your presence in this perilous forest."

His words conveyed sincerity and an earnest willingness to understand the situation at hand, establishing a foundation of trust between the human and the beasts.

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With a sense of urgency, the Butterfly Spirit Queen began recounting the harrowing events that had unfolded. She spared no detail, describing how Wang Jian had callously set her cherished forest ablaze, only to later attempt to deceive her.

As the tale unfolded, a flicker of anger ignited within Ye Chen. His usually calm demeanor transformed into a steely resolve, fueled by a deep-rooted sense of justice.

He saw an opportunity to further reinforce the negative impression of Wang Jian in the eyes of the Butterfly Spirit Queen.

With an air of conviction, Ye Chen spoke, his voice resonating with a mix of anger and concern. "Stella, the truth about Wang Jian's malevolence runs even deeper than you can imagine. Allow me to share with you some harrowing accounts that will solidify your understanding of his true nature."

Ye Chen paused, allowing the weight of his words to sink in before continuing. "Did you know that Wang Jian once betrayed his most loyal comrades, forsaking them in pursuit of his own selfish ambitions? He traded their unwavering loyalty for a mere handful of mines, casting them aside like pawns on a chessboard."

His voice lowered, brimming with a sense of sorrow and indignation. "But his crimes do not end there. Wang Jian has a dark history of eliminating anyone who dares to oppose him. He doesn't just stop at his enemies but ruthlessly extinguishes the lives of innocent bystanders as well, sparing no one who stands in his way."

Ye Chen's eyes gleamed with intensity as he revealed another shocking revelation. "And that's not all, Stella. Wang Jian has been known to conduct horrific experiments on innocent beasts, exploiting their vulnerability for his own twisted gain. He has no regard for life, whether human or beast."

As Ye Chen spoke of Wang Jian's atrocities, a mixture of shock, anger, and betrayal washed over the Butterfly Spirit Queen and her closest comrades. Their eyes blazed with fury, realizing the true nature of the prince they once thought they could trust.

Stella, the resplendent Butterfly Spirit Queen, was the first to break the silence, her voice quivering with a mix of disbelief and fury. "I cannot fathom such malevolence, such disregard for life and loyalty. How could Wang Jian stoop so low?"

Her fellow comrades, a majestic gathering of beasts, exchanged solemn glances, their eyes reflecting the turmoil within their hearts. Anger surged through their veins, and a collective determination to seek justice burned brightly in their eyes.

One of the beasts, a majestic lion with a regal mane, stepped forward, his voice resonating with authority and resolve. "Stella, it is clear that we have been deceived by Wang Jian's false facade. We must not let his treachery go unpunished. This wicked prince must face the consequences of his actions."

The other beasts nodded in agreement, their growls reverberating through the clearing, a symphony of anger against Wang Jian.

Stella's ethereal wings fluttered with a newfound determination. "Ye Chen, I thank you for informing us of this truth. Wang Jian will not go unchallenged. We shall join forces, and together, we will deliver him justice! "

Ye Chen met Stella's gaze, his eyes shining with unwavering resolve. "Stella, I am honored to stand by your side in this pursuit of justice. Wang Jian's actions have not only harmed you but have also caused great suffering to others. We must ensure that he pays for his crimes."

A surge of determination coursed through the veins of the Butterfly Spirit Queen and her comrades, their hearts aflame with a shared purpose. Yet, Stella couldn't shake the reality that confronting Wang Jian's faction head-on would be a daunting and nearly impossible task. Even with the recent aid of Wang Chen's faction, they had failed to inflict any significant damage on Wang Jian's forces.

Stella's ethereal voice rang out, carrying a tinge of cautious realism. "My dear comrades, we must face the truth. Wang Jian's faction possesses immense power and engaging them directly would be a perilous endeavor. We have witnessed their strength firsthand."

Her words echoed through the silent clearing, drawing the attention of the beasts who had rallied behind her. Their eyes betrayed a mixture of determination and concern, their minds grappling with the weight of the situation.

One of the more seasoned beasts, a wise old owl with piercing eyes, hooted softly. "Stella speaks wisdom. Our previous encounter revealed the formidable might of Wang Jian's faction. We must strategize if we are to have any hope of challenging them."

Another beast, a swift and agile fox, nodded in agreement. "Indeed, a head-on collision would only result in further casualties and strengthen Wang Jian's hold on power. We need a different approach, one that exploits their weaknesses and outmaneuvers them."

Ye Chen, observing the exchange with a glimmer of optimism in his eyes, couldn't help but interject with a sense of strategic determination. His voice carried an air of confidence as he addressed the group, "While the task may seem daunting, we must remember that every battle can be won with the right strategy."

Stella, the Butterfly Spirit Queen, fluttered her wings in response, conveying a mix of determination and gratitude towards Ye Chen's encouraging words. "Your optimism brings hope to our hearts, Ye Chen. We shall exercise patience and wait for the perfect opportunity to strike."

Curiosity danced in the eyes of the gathered beasts as they turned their attention towards Ye Chen. Their gazes were filled with anticipation as they awaited his proposed solution.

Ye Chen spoke calmly, undeterred by the attention placed upon him. "I belong to the faction of the Second Princess, and I believe that if we can find her within this forest and inform her of Wang Jian's vile actions, she will undoubtedly lend her aid in seeking justice."

A spark of excitement ignited within Stella as she eagerly responded, "That's a wonderful plan, Ye Chen! Let us set forth on this path. If memory serves me right, the Second Princess entered the forest from the southern point. It is there that we shall direct our steps."

The agreement reverberated among the assembled beasts, their eyes gleaming with renewed purpose and determination.

The group, led by Stella and accompanied by Ye Chen, set off through the dense foliage of the forest.

Each step carried them closer to their destination, their hearts pulsating with a shared determination to bring Wang Jian's transgressions to light and seek the assistance of the Second Princess in their noble quest for justice.

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As Wang Jian's faction pressed forward, their determined strides guiding them deeper into the heart of the forest, they encountered several groups of demons along their path.

However, none of these groups possessed the distinctive feature they sought—a demon with opalescent skin.

As a result, these encounters proved relatively straightforward, with Wang Jian's faction easily overpowering and defeating their adversaries.

Indifferent to the gravity of Wang Jian's actions, the members of his faction displayed a concerning lack of concern regarding his attempted deception of the Butterfly Spirit Queen.

In their eyes, such manipulative tactics were deemed acceptable, a necessary means to gain favor with the revered queen of the forest.

They saw Wang Jian's failed plan as an unfortunate turn of events caused by the unexpected arrival of the Third Prince, but it did not diminish their regard for Wang Jian.

Instead, they remained steadfast in their support, unwavering in their loyalty towards their prince as they pressed forward, their sights still set on the heart of the forest.

The atmosphere was charged with excitement as Bixi Shuyan spoke with conviction, "Master, my senses detect a profound and valuable treasure nearby. Its radiant energy emanates from the north-west, beckoning us to explore its mysteries."

Wang Jian's eyes widened in surprise, his mind entangled in a web of possibilities. Should he deviate from their original course and venture towards this alluring treasure? The decision weighed heavily on his shoulders, as he pondered the potential rewards it could bring.

After careful consideration, Wang Jian decided to trust Bixi Shuyan's instincts.

With a determined expression, he turned to his loyal faction, his voice brimming with anticipation, "My esteemed comrades, we shall temporarily divert our objective to uncovering this magnificent treasure. I have received a clear reading of its location, and I implore you all to follow me on this thrilling journey of discovery."

The members of his faction exchanged excited glances, thrilled by the prospect of unearthing a powerful artifact that could potentially enhance their capabilities and bolster their quest.

With renewed vigor, they rallied behind Wang Jian, prepared to navigate the uncharted territory in pursuit of this extraordinary treasure.

After a considerable journey, the faction led by Wang Jian stumbled upon a colossal clash that engulfed the surrounding landscape.

The scene before them was nothing short of chaotic, as the forces of the Church of Divine Light clashed fiercely against the demonic hordes. Evidently, they had intruded upon a fiercely guarded territory, unleashing a torrent of explosive battles.

Among the fray, a captivating sight caught Wang Jian's attention.

A demon with mesmerizing opalescent skin stood valiantly, engaging in a fierce duel against two valiant bishops of the Church of Divine Light.

The clash of powerful energies resonated in the air, creating a tempestuous symphony of light and darkness.

Yet, Wang Jian's gaze shifted, his eyes widening in alarm. Amidst the tumultuous chaos, he spotted the indomitable Hong Meilin, her figure encircled by a swarm of merciless demons.

Blood stained her once pristine garments, evidence of the injuries she had sustained. Her resolute spirit and unwavering determination shone through, despite the grim predicament she found herself in.

Addressing his faction members, Wang Jian's voice cut through the clamor with an air of urgency. "Everyone, except for the Xie Family, let us charge forth and lend our assistance to the church members in this battle against the demons. The members of the Xie Family will form a perimeter, ensuring no demon escapes."

Turning his attention to the Liu Family, Wang Jian continued in a casual yet commanding tone. "Liu Family, could you kindly provide the Xie Family with a supply of potent assault talismans?"

With a nod of affirmation, the Liu Family readily agreed, their willingness to contribute evident.

Once the Xie Family had received the cache of talismans, Wang Jian emphasized their significance with a note of caution. "These talismans are to be used solely in dire circumstances. We still require them for the impending battle against the demons in the heart of the forest."

Acknowledging their leader's instructions, the members of his faction echoed in unison, their voices infused with unwavering obedience. "Yes, sir!"

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Wang Jian's faction swiftly sprang into action, with everyone, except for the Xie Family, charging at the demons with determined resolve.

The church followers, caught off guard by the sudden arrival of such a formidable human force, were momentarily startled. Yet, a glimmer of hope flickered in their eyes, their expressions transforming from despair to a cautious optimism.

"Look! Wang Jian's faction has joined the fray!" exclaimed one church member, astonishment coloring his voice.

"They're fighting against the demons! We might stand a chance now!" another church member cried out, a sense of relief and gratitude palpable in her tone.

The clash between the humans and demons intensified, and the tide of the battle began to shift. The overwhelming numbers and ferocity of the demons were being met with fierce resistance, their advantage gradually dwindling.

"We've been outnumbered for so long, but now we have reinforcements! We can turn the tide!" a battle-weary church member exclaimed, his voice tinged with newfound hope.

"Finally, we have allies in this fight! Together, we can overcome this onslaught!" a determined church member shouted, his words carrying a sense of unity and solidarity.

As Wang Jian's faction engaged the demons, their concerted efforts greatly alleviated the pressure on the church members, allowing them to regroup and fortify their positions.

"Stay strong! We're not alone anymore! With their help, victory is within our reach!" a church member encouraged, her voice resonating with renewed determination.

The demons, once confident in their overwhelming advantage, now faced an adversary that matched their strength.

The battle that was once heavily skewed in the demons' favor had become a more even contest, igniting a flicker of hope in the hearts of the church members.

In the midst of the chaos, Hong Meilin felt a surge of surprise as the demons encircling her suddenly ignited in a blazing crimson inferno.

Startled, she turned her head in the direction of the source, only to be met with the sight of Wang Jian striding toward her, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

Hong Meilin's heart skipped a beat as she locked eyes with him, a mixture of caution and curiosity flickering across her expression.

Even the demon with opalescent skin, engaged in his own intense battle, sensed the shift in energy and diverted his attention toward Wang Jian's approach. Recognizing the threat, he swiftly maneuvered through the chaos, making his way towards Hong Meilin's side.

Wang Jian halted a few feet away from Hong Meilin, his gaze fixed on her with a mix of amusement and admiration. "Well, well, look who's caught in the midst of this chaos," he remarked, his voice laced with playful banter.

Hong Meilin raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with a touch of skepticism. "I suppose you're here to save the day?"

Wang Jian chuckled, a glimmer of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Let's just say I couldn't resist the opportunity to lend a helping hand to you."

The demon with opalescent skin, emanating a commanding and enigmatic aura, drew nearer, his voice resonating with a deep, rumbling intensity. "You are courting death, human!"

Wang Jian rolled his eyes, a trace of amusement in his voice. "Well, I wouldn't be here if I were afraid of a little danger."

Unwilling to engage in further banter, Wang Jian unleashed his Beam of Destruction, a torrent of fiery energy infused with the intricate Laws of Flames.

The demon, sensing the perilous nature of the flames, swiftly evaded the attack, demonstrating its shocking agility and flexibility.

Seizing the opportunity, the demon retaliated with massive tidal waves, threatening to engulf Wang Jian and Hong Meilin in their crushing force.

Noticing the impending danger, Wang Jian whispered urgently, "If you want to survive, take my hand." He extended his hand towards her, bracing himself for a powerful leap.

Hong Meilin hesitated, torn between her principles and the imminent threat before her. She had never allowed a man to touch even her pinky finger, yet the gravity of the situation compelled her to instinctively grasp Wang Jian's outstretched hand—a fleeting moment of vulnerability in the face of survival.

A mischievous grin spread across Wang Jian's face as he propelled himself with remarkable strength, leaping with agility and evading the approaching tsunami with precision and finesse.

Hong Meilin's heart danced with a mix of excitement and relief as she gracefully dodged the destructive force of the tsunami. Her eyes widened with awe as she witnessed the immense power of the tsunami crashing into the surrounding trees, crushing them with an earth-shattering force.

Her breath caught in her throat, realizing the narrow escape she had just experienced. Gratitude welled within her as she cast a glance towards Wang Jian, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Thank you, Your Highness Jian. You saved me from certain doom."

Amidst the chaos, the two bishops seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of Hundreds of Light Arrows, their luminous projectiles aiming for the vulnerable back of the opalescent-skinned demon.

To their dismay, the light arrows struck an invisible aqua barrier that shimmered into view only after their impact, protecting the demon from harm.

The demon turned towards the bishops, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can kill me, Aiden, one of the Might Protectors of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Lineage? Prepare to witness the true extent of my power!"

The bishops exchanged a glance, their determination unyielding. One of them, a seasoned warrior, retorted with unwavering resolve, "We will not be deterred by your empty boasts, Aiden. Our faith in the Divine Light shall guide us to victory."

The demon's lips curled into a wicked grin as he summoned his elemental forces, preparing to unleash a devastating counterattack.

As the tumultuous battle between the demon named Aiden and the courageous bishops unfolded, Wang Jian found himself engrossed in a conversation with Hong Meilin, the esteemed Saintess of the Church. A mischievous grin played upon Wang Jian's face as he contemplated his next move.

"This demon possesses considerable strength," Wang Jian remarked, his voice laced with intrigue. "I wonder if I should personally engage in combat."

Hong Meilin turned her gaze towards him, unable to resist the allure of his words. Curiosity brimming in her eyes, she queried, "...While the demon may indeed be powerful, it cannot possibly withstand the combined assault of three King Realm experts. As it battles against the two bishops, the demon is already stretched thin. If Your Highness were to join the fray, we would undoubtedly secure victory."

Wang Jian shook his head slightly, his smirk widening. "Ah, my dear Meilin, it's not as straightforward as that. Although the bishops have valiantly kept the demon preoccupied, their injuries are grave, and their martial prowess diminishes with each passing moment. This is precisely why the demon could launch such a devastating attack against you, unperturbed by the bishops' retaliation."

He further added with a smile, "This demon also has a powerful regeneration technique that has allowed it to maintain its peak state during the entire battle. I assume that it won't be long before both the bishops are slaughtered."

Hong Meilin's startled expression betrayed her disbelief. "W-What? That can't be true!"

As her eyes surveyed the battlefield, her worst fears were confirmed. The bishops' bodies were marred by numerous wounds, while Aiden, the demon, appeared virtually unscathed.

Suddenly, a realization dawned upon her, and she turned towards Wang Jian with a glimmer of understanding. "...Wait... If this demon is as terrifying as you say, why do you remain here, Your Highness?"

A sense of confidence emanated from Wang Jian as he responded calmly, his voice laced with assurance. "Because, my dear Meilin, I possess the unwavering belief that I can overcome this formidable foe."

Hong Meilin's desperation surfaced as she implored him, her voice filled with earnestness. "Please, Your Highness, engage the demon and save our bishops!"

Wang Jian's gaze fixed upon her, his smirk intensifying. Flames surged around them, reducing the oncoming horde of demons to mere ashes.

In a mischievous tone, he spoke, "Naturally, I shall confront this demon. However, my dear Meilin, why should I risk my life to save the bishops? Their injuries will only serve to weaken the demon further, making my own battle considerably easier. So, what compels me to jeopardize myself for the sake of the Church's members?"

Caught off guard by his audacious proposition, Hong Meilin struggled to find a response.

After a momentary pause, she replied with a glimmer of hope, "Your Highness, the Church will undoubtedly be eternally grateful for your assistance. We possess an abundance of rare herbs, artifacts, and resources that might genuinely pique your interest."

Wang Jian rolled his eyes, his disdain evident. "Such trivial offerings hold no sway over me. In fact, the items within the Church that might tempt me lie far beyond your capacity to procure. The Pope would never willingly part with them, even at your request."

As Hong Meilin's mind delved into deep contemplation, Wang Jian fixed his gaze upon her, a devious smile playing upon his lips.

"...However, there is one thing that captures my interest, and that is you. Should you grant me a passionate kiss, my motivation to save the bishops might be kindled."

The shock was palpable in Hong Meilin's response as she stammered, clearly taken aback. "W-What? I am the Saintess of the Church. I am not permitted to engage in such actions with anyone."

A hint of disappointment laced Wang Jian's voice as he replied, "Ah, what a pity. In that case, I suppose I shall take my leave. The demon will be unable to pursue us if we depart now. May luck be with the bishops."

With a mischievous smirk, Wang Jian understood the common thread among heroines—their willingness to sacrifice that which is most precious to them in order to protect their comrades.

And as expected, Hong Meilin succumbed to the weight of her duty, responding, "...Very well, I agree. Now, I implore you, go forth and save them."

Seizing the opportune moment, Wang Jian's depraved nature surfaced, concealed beneath a charismatic facade. His voice assumed a calm and measured tone as he asserted, "However, I require an advance payment before embarking on such a perilous undertaking."

As if summoned by his command, a swirling vortex of searing flames materialized around them, shrouding them from prying eyes and ensuring their privacy within its fiery embrace.

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"Now, my dear," Wang Jian spoke with an unabashed grin, "we find ourselves concealed from the gaze of the world. There is no need for shyness. Come forth and fulfil your part."

His words carried an undeniable allure, simultaneously tempting and sinister.

Hong Meilin's heart raced as she stood face-to-face with Wang Jian, her eyes reflecting a mixture of determination and uncertainty. In a swift and determined motion, she closed the distance between them, her body leaning forward, and her lips softly pressing against his. However, the kiss lacked the passion that Wang Jian desired, leaving him unmoved.

Wang Jian's voice broke the silence, his tone calm yet firm. "Your kiss lacks the fire I seek, Hong Meilin. I agreed to save the bishops on the condition of a passionate kiss, one that would stir the depths of my being. But what I felt just now falls short of my expectations."

Fury burned within Hong Meilin's eyes as she retorted, her voice laced with indignation. "You're going back on your word! This is nothing but a ploy to take advantage of me!"

Wang Jian met her gaze steadily, his voice unwavering. "I am a man of my word. I won't move until I feel the intensity of your kiss, until it sets my heart ablaze."

Determined to fulfil her mission, Hong Meilin gathered her resolve. She kissed him again, pouring all her emotions into the act, hoping to ignite the passion that Wang Jian desired. But despite her efforts, the outcome remained unchanged, leaving her frustrated and filled with a mix of anger and resignation.

Their argument escalated as Hong Meilin's voice grew louder, her words fueled by a sense of injustice. "How dare you play with my feelings like this! You have no right to demand such things from me!"

With a calm demeanor, Wang Jian responded, his voice steady and resolute. "I have my reasons, Hong Meilin. Until I feel the fire in your kiss, I won't budge. The fate of the bishops hangs in the balance."

Reluctantly, Hong Meilin pressed her lips against his once more, hoping that this time she could muster the passion Wang Jian desired. Yet, the result remained the same, leaving her disheartened and grappling with conflicting emotions.

As the cycle repeated for the eighth time, Hong Meilin found herself gradually growing accustomed to the sensation of kissing Wang Jian. The initial repulsion she had felt was replaced by a strange acceptance, driven by her determination to save the bishops.

Noticing the change in her demeanor, Wang Jian decided it was time to put an end to their ordeal. He spoke with a mix of resolution and demand. "Hong Meilin, allow me to kiss you passionately. In that moment, you must silence any protests or cries that may arise."

Anger surged through Hong Meilin's veins, her voice laced with defiance. "This is preposterous! You are just messing with me!"

Wang Jian responded, "This will be the last one, but only on the condition that you do not protest at all."

"…I have no choice since this is the only way to save the bishops," Hong Meilin muttered to herself.

Reluctantly, Hong Meilin acquiesced to Wang Jian's demand, knowing that the burden of the bishops' lives rested on her actions. With a mixture of anger and resignation, she braced herself for the passionate kiss that awaited her.

As Wang Jian leaned in to kiss her, Hong Meilin's heart raced. This would be the defining moment, the kiss that would either seal their fate or leave them forever divided. With a mixture of anger, frustration, and a hint of trepidation, she braced herself for what was to come.

Their lips met once more, but this time, it was different. Wang Jian's kiss was passionate, intense, and all-consuming. He didn't hold back, his tongue gently intertwining with hers as his hands wandered across her body, eliciting a range of sensations that Hong Meilin couldn't ignore.

In that moment, surrounded by the heat of their connection, time seemed to stand still. The world faded into the background as their desires collided, leaving an indelible mark on both their souls. It was a kiss that surpassed all expectations, igniting a flame of longing and awakening something deep within them.

As they finally parted, their breaths mingling, Hong Meilin was left breathless and emotionally stirred. Wang Jian's gaze held a mix of satisfaction and longing, mirroring her own conflicting emotions.

"I wanted something like that," Wang Jian declared, his voice laced with a devilish smirk that sent shivers down Hong Meilin's spine. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he held her gaze, the intensity of his desire evident.

As their passionate encounter ended, the fiery vortex surrounding them dissipated, revealing the chaotic battleground where the bishops fought valiantly against Aiden. The air crackled with raw energy, and the sounds of clashing weapons and desperate cries filled the air.

Seizing the opportune moment, Wang Jian swiftly unsheathed his gleaming sword, its blade shimmering with a dangerous brilliance. With a determined stride, he advanced toward Aiden, his eyes fixed on the formidable foe.

The bishops, weary from their relentless battle, glimpsed a glimmer of hope as Wang Jian intervened, cutting through the crashing wave of a tsunami with his formidable blade. His gaze locked onto Aiden, unwavering and filled with determination.

"You shall face me!" Wang Jian's voice echoed through the tumultuous battlefield, his words both a challenge and a proclamation. He raised the Tyrannical Sovereign's Blade, its power radiating like a beacon of defiance against the demon's power.

Aiden's eyes gleamed with arrogance as it observed the gleaming blade before it. The demon's lips curled into a smirk, relishing the opportunity presented to it. With a wicked chuckle, it taunted Wang Jian with mocking words.

"What a foolish human you are! You came here to offer me that precious blade. Hahahaha..."

Aiden's voice dripped with derision, a confident sneer adorning its face as it basked in the presence of the Emperor Ranked weapon.

The allure of such a rare and powerful artifact was not lost on the demon.

Wang Jian's response was laced with a dry and dismissive tone, his voice carrying a hint of contempt for his adversary. "You overestimate your worth, demon. This blade is not a gift but a means to cleave through your arrogant existence."

With a swift motion, Wang Jian ignited his Qi, infusing his body with the Laws of Flame. Flames erupted around him, casting an ethereal glow that illuminated his determined features. As he took his first step, the ground trembled beneath him, an echo of his unwavering resolve.

Aiden's demonic energy surged, transforming the battlefield into a maelstrom of darkness and fury. The demon's form became shrouded in an aura of malevolence, its power radiating with each passing moment.

Without wasting another breath, Aiden launched itself into action, summoning a massive tidal wave infused with demonic energy. The wave crashed towards Wang Jian with devastating force, but the human swordsman remained steadfast.

With a swift flick of his wrist, Wang Jian unleashed the Starry Night Sky Strike, a technique that combined the speed and precision of his swordsmanship with the intensified power of the Laws of Flame.

His blade cut through the tidal wave, parting it like a celestial comet tearing through the night sky.

The clash of their powers reverberated through the battlefield, the force of their attacks sending shockwaves rippling across the ground.

Aiden, undeterred, retaliated with the Abyssal Torrent Palm, launching a swirling vortex of dark water infused with demonic energy towards Wang Jian.

With deft agility, Wang Jian executed the Moonshadow Step, a movement technique that allowed him to evade the oncoming torrent.

As the vortex passed by him, he seized the opportunity to counter with the Serene Moonlight Slash, a swift and precise strike that carried the scorching intensity of deadly flames.

Their battle intensified, each exchange of blows unleashing a storm of power and skill. Aiden unleashed the Demonic Deluge Barrage, showering Wang Jian with relentless barrages of concentrated energy.

The human swordsman's Endless Blade Defense provided him with an impenetrable shield, deflecting each onslaught with impeccable timing and control.

Wang Jian retaliated with the Swift Silver Stab, a lightning-fast thrust of his blade that pierced through Aiden's defenses with precision and finesse.

The clash of their techniques filled the air, a symphony of clash and collision, as the two combatants pushed the limits of their abilities.

As the battle raged on, Aiden's boasting grew louder, its voice laced with a mix of arrogance and superiority.

"You think you can stand against me, a demon of the protector rank? I am a pinnacle of power in my devil clan, a rank bestowed upon the chosen few. Your human limitations pale in comparison!"

Wang Jian's response was curt, his voice filled with a touch of biting sarcasm. "Protector rank, you say? What an illustrious title for one who revels in mediocrity. Your devil clan's standards must be laughably low if they consider you an epitome of power."

Aiden, infuriated by Wang Jian's mockery, unleashed a surge of dark energy, enveloping its form in a malevolent aura. It glared at Wang Jian with burning eyes, the air around it crackling with demonic power.

"Interesting. I didn't think you still had that much energy left in store," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. His cheeky look betrayed his confidence as he continued, "Fortunately, I was also holding back."

With a flicker of determination in his eyes, Wang Jian ignited his Qi once more, infusing his body with the magnificent Laws of Flame.

Flames erupted around him, casting an ethereal glow that illuminated his features. The intensity of his flame-imbued Qi clashed against Aiden's demonic energy, creating a fierce contest of power.

Aiden, fueled by its demonic prowess, summoned the Demonic Deluge Barrage, launching relentless barrages of concentrated energy at Wang Jian.

The onslaught came crashing down like a tempestuous downpour, but Wang Jian's Endless Blade Defense emerged as an impenetrable shield.

He deflected each onslaught with impeccable timing and control, his blade dancing in the air as he countered with the Swift Silver Stab.

Wang Jian's lightning-fast thrust pierced through Aiden's defenses with precision and finesse, causing the demon to recoil in pain. The clash of their techniques filled the air, a symphony of clash and collision, as they pushed the limits of their abilities.

Aiden, infuriated by Wang Jian's display of skill, channeled its fury into the Abyssal Whirlpool Kick.

It performed a spinning kick, summoning a swirling vortex of dark water and demonic energy. The vortex sought to engulf Wang Jian, trapping him in a relentless whirlpool of destruction.

However, Wang Jian swiftly evaded the attack, his Moonshadow Step allowing him to gracefully evade the oncoming whirlpool.

Seizing the opportunity, Wang Jian retaliated with the Serene Moonlight Slash, a swift and precise strike that carried the scorching intensity of deadly flames.

His blade sliced through the air with incredible speed, leaving behind a trail of searing flames. The impact of his strike reverberated through Aiden's form, causing the demon to stagger.

Their battle intensified, each exchange of blows pushing them to their limits. Aiden, refusing to back down, unleashed the Tempestuous Torrent Punch, a rapid barrage of punches imbued with the chaotic energy of a raging storm. Each punch released a surge of demonic water that pummeled Wang Jian with unrelenting force.

But Wang Jian, displaying his mastery, unleashed the Endless Blade Defense once again, deflecting the onslaught with flawless precision.

His movements were a testament to his skill, his sword becoming an extension of his body as he countered with the Starry Night Sky Strike.

The technique combined the speed and precision of his swordsmanship with the intensified power of the Laws of Flame.

Wang Jian's blade cut through the air, parting it like a celestial comet tearing through the night sky.

The sheer force of his strike collided with Aiden's demonic energy, creating shockwaves that rippled through the battlefield.

As the battle raged on, Aiden's initial confidence began to waver. The demon realized that Wang Jian's skill and power surpassed its expectations.

Sensing its imminent defeat, Aiden decided to resort to a desperate tactic, targeting the vulnerable humans on the battlefield.

With a malevolent grin, Aiden gathered its demonic energy, merging it with the power of the surrounding water.

Dark clouds converged overhead as the atmosphere crackled with anticipation.

In a twisted symphony of chaos, Aiden unleashed the Cataclysmic Deluge, a powerful technique that combined water and demonic attributes.

The devastating attack encompassed a vast area, threatening to annihilate both humans and demons alike.

Aiden revelled in the prospect of their destruction, believing that victory would be assured.

Wang Jian knew that he had to act swiftly to protect those under his charge. With a deep breath, he channelled his innermost strength, drawing upon the Laws of Flame.

In a blaze of awe-inspiring power, Wang Jian unleashed the Inferno Ascendance.

This ultimate flame technique engulfed him in a swirling vortex of scorching heat and ethereal flames. The intensity of the flames defied comprehension as they danced and flickered with an otherworldly glow.

As the Cataclysmic Deluge approached, Wang Jian met it head-on with his Inferno Ascendance.

The clash of fire and water was a spectacle of epic proportions, with steam and smoke billowing into the air, and the ground quaking beneath the sheer force of their collision.

The Inferno Ascendance proved its might, overwhelming the Cataclysmic Deluge with its searing intensity.

The flames consumed the dark water, transforming it into steam that dissipated into the atmosphere. The threat to the humans was neutralized, leaving Aiden stunned and vulnerable.

Wang Jian, now wreathed in the remnants of the Inferno Ascendance, fixed his gaze upon Aiden with unwavering determination.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence, broken only by the crackling flames and the heavy breathing of the combatants.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, demon," Wang Jian's voice resonated with a newfound intensity.

Aiden, whose once cocky demeanor had been replaced by a flicker of fear, could only muster a feeble response amidst the overwhelming turn of events. "Impossible... This cannot be!"

Before Aiden could regain his composure or launch another technique, Wang Jian, capitalizing on the moment, employed the graceful Moonshadow Step to close the distance between them in a blink of an eye.

His fist, infused with the intensified laws of Flames, surged forward in a devastating strike known as the Origin Fist.

The impact of Wang Jian's Origin Fist landed squarely on Aiden's head, causing a violent tremor to reverberate through its entire body.

The sheer power of the Laws of Flame engulfed the demon, leaving a portion of its head burned to ashes.

Thankfully, the majority of its head survived the destructive force, though its consciousness swiftly faded, succumbing to the overwhelming blow.

With Aiden's defeat, the remaining demons lost their morale, and their confidence shattered by the fall of their formidable leader.

The tide of battle swiftly turned as Wang Jian's faction seized the opportunity to mercilessly slaughter the disheartened demons. Many attempted to flee, only to meet their demise at the hands of the prepared and ruthless Xie Family.

Now, Wang Jian and his allies stood victorious, having captured Aiden and a few of his subordinates.

The battle had come to a close, leaving behind a trail of carnage and the spoils of victory. However, amidst the triumph, a mysterious cave beckoned to them, promising untold wonders.

If Bixi Shuyan's instincts were to be trusted, this cave likely held some rare and powerful treasures.

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Within the depths of this cavern lay a colossal repository, a boundless reservoir of riches coveted by creatures of every kind: beasts, demons, and even humans.

Throughout the vast expanse of the world, only a scarce few treasures possessed the potential to benefit such a diverse array of races.

And in this remarkable assemblage, one particular treasure shone with resplendence—the very embodiment of rarity.

The discoveries made by Wang Jian's faction and the members of the Church within this sacred cave surpassed all expectations.

They had stumbled upon an extraordinary marvel—an intact mine brimming with the exceedingly rare Ebon Void Essence Ore.

"I never fathomed that this cavern would harbor such a prodigious deposit of the elusive Ebon Void Essence Ore," remarked Hong Meilin, her eyes widening in astonishment.

Wang Jian, the seventh prince of the Everlasting Mystic Empire, maintained a composed demeanor in response. "Indeed. Judging by its scale, it appears that we have stumbled upon a cache containing over a thousand tons of this rare ore."

"I've heard tales of its extraordinary potency, capable of rending through dimensions," murmured Hong Meilin, her voice tinged with a mix of awe and curiosity. "Through the manipulation of this ore, one could fashion spatial rings with unparalleled capacity, far surpassing those we currently possess."

The bishops accompanying her nodded in agreement, their expressions reflecting a similar sense of wonder.

One of them spoke, addressing Hong Meilin respectfully, "That is not all, esteemed Saintess. It is said that with this ore, we can construct teleportation formations, enabling swift travel between cities and even entire kingdoms. Our mobility would be greatly enhanced."

The other bishops chimed in, their voices filled with anticipation. "Furthermore, legends speak of the potential for individuals with exceptional understanding to glean insights into the Law of Space, should they acquire this ore."

While the members of the Church of Divine Light harbored a deep-seated dislike for Wang Jian, they found themselves in a predicament.

Despite their reservations, they were compelled to accompany him, for he had recently saved their group from the clutches of a powerful demon force led by Aiden.

Hong Meilin, in particular, detested Wang Jian due to his earlier actions, yet reluctantly acknowledged that it was necessary to stay with his faction.

At that moment, both the Church's faithful and Wang Jian's faction couldn't help but succumb to the allure of greed.

For the Church, the Ebon Void Essence Ore presented an incredible opportunity to establish a network of teleportation formations, linking their branches and safeguarding their territories.

And for Wang Jian's faction, the potential benefits were equally enticing.

Firstly, it would drastically enhance their mobility, granting them a remarkable advantage in their operations.

Secondly, they could fashion improved items like spatial rings that surpassed anything currently available.

And thirdly, they could forge weapons capable of harnessing Spatial Abilities.

Imagine the impact of possessing weapons with such extraordinary spatial prowess—they would immediately dominate the market across the entire Empire. That's how scarce and coveted Spatial Weapons were.

Truth be told, the resources used to fashion the current crop of spatial equipment, weapons, and even spatial store rings were laughably inferior compared to the Ebon Void Essence Ore.

It was like comparing cheap knock-offs to the real deal—they simply didn't measure up.

But Wang Jian had a different kind of plan in mind—a use for this ore that no one in this world had even dreamed of. And why? Because he hailed from another world altogether.

His aim? To harness this precious resource and create an artifact that would revolutionize communication.

Frankly, he was sick and tired of the archaic practice of sending messages through letters. After all, for someone accustomed to the convenience of mobile phones in the modern world, the whole process felt unbearably primitive.

Now, he knew telephones worked by harnessing signals and frequencies, but he never had the chance to delve into the intricate workings of those devices in great detail. Besides, there were countless resources in his previous world that were sorely lacking here, and vice versa.

But with the discovery of the Ebon Void Essence Ore, a glimmer of hope ignited in Wang Jian's mind.

Perhaps he could piece together a communication device—a makeshift telephone or even a damn radio conversation.

Anything that would be a massive upgrade from this antiquated mode of communication.

Yet, bringing such an audacious plan to fruition required an enormous quantity of this ore. He needed it for extensive trial and error, as well as mass production.

Unfortunately, the presence of the Church's zealous followers posed a dire risk—the news of the Ebon Void Essence Ore could easily leak to the public.

And if that happened, this entire mine brimming with priceless ore would be divvied up among countless factions. Guess who'd be taking the lion's share? None other than the Emperor himself.

Wang Jian had absolutely no desire to relinquish his claim. After all, sharing was definitely not on his agenda.

'Should I simply slaughter them all?' The thought flickered in his mind like a passing shadow.

However, a single glance at Hong Meilin shattered that notion. Her luck, infuriatingly, still surpassed his own, despite all the times he had tricked her into unwittingly kissing him.

It became painfully clear that eliminating her was an impossible feat.

And if he couldn't eliminate her, then the news of this invaluable ore would undoubtedly seep out.

But Wang Jian's cunning mind refused to surrender. He sensed another path, a way to manipulate this precarious situation to his advantage.

This scheme brewed within Wang Jian's mind, wickedly delightful to the point where he could hardly contain his laughter.

It held the promise of resolving all his predicaments, while simultaneously leaving a lasting impression on Hong Meilin.

"Hey Meilin, we've got ourselves quite a situation here," Wang Jian remarked casually, his gaze fixed on Hong Meilin.

A sense of unease crept over Hong Meilin as she heard his words. Her followers turned their attention towards her, and she couldn't help but respond hesitantly, "Um... What exactly are you implying?"

Wang Jian let out a chuckle, "Come on, don't play dumb. I'm talking about this whole mine ownership deal. I'm pretty sure you understand the value of the ore here, and it's no secret I ain't keen on sharing it with all of you."

The church followers didn't take kindly to his explanation. Outrage filled the air as they raised their voices in protest.

"What?! Seven Prince, you're being downright selfish, staking claim on this ore! We discovered this cave before you!" one follower exclaimed with frustration.

Another follower chimed in, "Absolutely! We entered this cave together and stumbled upon this ore at the same time. If anything, both our factions should get a fair share, at least half of the damn ore in this cave!"

Before Wang Jian could respond, his buddies Xie Zhiwei, Liu Yu, and Luo Ying swiftly came to his defense.

Xie Zhiwei retorted, "What a load of bullcrap! Just because you caught a glimpse of this cave a tiny bit earlier, you think it's all yours? Let me ask you this, what if I told you my ancestors spotted this very cave thousands of years ago but couldn't extract the damn resources for some reason? Does that mean it's my property now? Screw that! You wouldn't even get the chance to lay eyes on it if we hadn't brought you along!"

Liu Yu interjected, "Don't forget, without us, your crew would be nothing but a pile of bones, likely devoured by those demons."

Luo Ying added with a mischievous grin, "Damn right! Actually, you all owe us some protection fees for saving your sorry hides from those demons. Just because our leader, the Seventh Prince, is a kind-hearted bloke doesn't mean you can push us around. I've got a stash of assault talismans waiting to be unleashed. I've been dying to see what the Eviscerating Nova Storm Talisman or the Vortex of Oblivion Talisman can do. Heard they pack a wicked punch, capable of wiping out entire groups of experts. Don't give me a reason to test them out."

The audacious reasoning of the three outlaws left the church followers dumbfounded. Their words were both uproarious and razor-sharp, hitting the nail on the head. These three certainly lived up to their reputation as the notorious Outlaws of Aria City.

The followers of the church grew even more incensed upon hearing the remark.

One of their devout members stepped forward, his voice dripping with anger, "You shameless scoundrels! It's because of the unwavering battles fought by our bishops and us that you managed to effortlessly vanquish those demons. If it weren't for the countless sacrifices made by the loyal followers of the church, defeating those demons would have been an insurmountable feat!"

Xie Zhiwei, never one to hold back, retorted with a sly grin, "Oh, my dear friend, you seem to be suffering from a severe case of delusion. Let's get our facts straight, shall we? It wasn't the bishops' prayers or your battles that saved the day. It was our unruly band of misfits here who swooped in and showed those demons who's boss. Your sacrifices? Well, they allowed you to survive until we could make our grand entrance, so you ought to be grateful to the dead!"

Liu Yu chimed in, unable to resist adding fuel to the fire, "Seriously, mate, don't overestimate your contribution. We were the ones pulling off epic moves left and right, while you guys were just making a racket in the background. Sacrifices or not, those demons would have been reduced to dust under our feet!"

Luo Ying, his eyes gleaming mischievously, joined in with his own outlandish remark, "Oh, please. I already told you before, We should be charging you a fee for our impeccable demon-slaying services. Let's be real here—without our unparalleled skills, your so-called tireless battle would have been a pitiful display. Sacrifices or no sacrifices, we were the true heroes of the day!"

The church followers were so angry that they planned to curse them aloud just to win this argument.

However, Wang Jian suddenly spoke with a heavy commanding tone, "Shut it!"

The church followers couldn't help but turn silent upon hearing his command. This was an instinctive reaction rather than a thoughtful one. The origin of their compliance was none other than fear.

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Wang Jian's voice turned heavy and serious as he directed his words towards the church followers, his tone cutting through the tension in the air. "If you wish to argue, then allow me to present a statement that has echoed throughout this world countless times."

Pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts, he spoke coldly, "In this realm, might makes right."

His words hung in the air, leaving a chilling effect on the listeners. Wang Jian continued, his voice laced with icy resolve, "Now, take a moment to consider who possesses the greater power in this situation. You all witnessed my strength during the battle with that demon earlier. Imagine the extent of my power."

"Then ask yourselves, can your bishops even hope to defeat me, let alone my formidable allies? It is because of these undeniable truths that your bishops and even Hong Meilin herself have chosen to remain silent in the face of our outrageous but accurate claims."

The church followers' eyes widened in shock as they realized the vast difference in strength between Wang Jian's faction and their own. The realization struck them like a bolt of lightning, rendering them speechless.

However, Hong Meilin interjected, attempting to regain her ground. "Hold on a moment. If you dare to attack us, I will not hesitate to summon the Pope," she declared defiantly.

Wang Jian let out a contemptuous snort, dismissing her threat. "Ah, yes, you possess the artifact to summon the Pope. But do you truly have the courage to use it? Even when your group teetered on the brink of annihilation at the hands of that demon, you refrained from summoning the Pope."

"There must be some kind of restriction for Emperor Realm experts like the Pope. Perhaps the demons have threatened to launch a devastating assault on the Empire if any Emperor Realm experts enter this forest."

"Or maybe there is another reason, a reason so significant that you would rather face annihilation than summon the Pope. Regardless, the fact remains that you cannot call upon the Pope without risking something of immense consequence."

Wang Jian's words hung in the air, sowing seeds of uncertainty within the hearts of the church followers. The weight of their trump card's potential consequences settled upon them, leaving them unsure of their next move.

A wide smile spread across Wang Jian's face as he proposed, "I suggest having a private discussion with the Saintess."

The church followers immediately formed a protective arc around Hong Meilin, shielding her from Wang Jian's perceived ill intentions. The bishops also stepped forward, their faces filled with determination. One of them spoke with utmost seriousness, "We will not allow you to bring harm to the Saintess. If you wish to hold a discussion, then it shall be done here!"

Wang Jian's smirk remained as he gazed into Hong Meilin's eyes. "Is that so?" he responded, unfazed. "In that case, the only alternative would be a battle to the death."

The other bishops voiced their concerns, their tones reflecting their seriousness. "Why do you seek a private discussion with her?" they inquired.

Maintaining his calm composure, Wang Jian replied, "She is the leader of your group, and I am the leader of mine. It is only natural for me to negotiate with her, discussing the terms concerning the Ebon Void Essence Ore and whether I should choose to attack or leave your group. There are certain conditions that I would prefer to keep undisclosed to all but your leader and the Pope."

The church followers and bishops remained unconvinced by Wang Jian's reasoning, but Hong Meilin held a different perspective.

In an authoritative tone, she declared, "I will engage in that private discussion with you, Your Highness Jian."

Her decision startled everyone present, be it Wang Jian's faction members or the followers of the church. The bishops, filled with concern, turned to her and spoke with a hint of worry, "Saintess, there's no need for you to make such a rash and perilous choice. We can protect you as long as we stand united in battle."

Shaking her head, Hong Meilin replied, "Esteemed Bishops, I would rather avert such a conflict. If any harm befalls me during the discussion, I trust that each person here will fight in my name. However, if we were to engage in a battle, I prefer to have this private discussion now, in the hopes of preventing the clash altogether, rather than regret not considering it sooner."

The bishops and the followers of the church intensified their efforts to dissuade Hong Meilin, warning her of Wang Jian's deceitful nature and his willingness to manipulate her. They pleaded with her not to be fooled by his tricks, fearing the consequences.

However, Hong Meilin remained resolute, determined not to waver in her decision.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, her heart pounding with nervousness and a tinge of terror.

Wang Jian wore a confident smile, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he observed Hong Meilin's anxious expression.

Together, they embarked on a slow walk towards a secluded section of the cave, their footsteps echoing in the silence.

The followers of the church and Wang Jian's faction members stayed behind, their gazes fixed on each other, wary and watchful.

In the secluded space, Wang Jian and Hong Meilin locked eyes, their expressions revealing a clash of emotions.

As Hong Meilin caught sight of the wicked gleam in Wang Jian's eyes, a shiver ran down her spine, unsettling her.

Wang Jian's voice carried a mischievous undertone as he spoke, "I believe a thank you is in order for rescuing your group from those demons."

Hong Meilin's fists clenched tightly at his words, a mix of anger and resentment surging within her. She retorted indignantly, "I have already paid my dues. You've taken advantage of me countless times!"

Wang Jian's husky voice filled the air as his gaze unabashedly lingered on her body. "Well, my dear, what you've done so far simply hasn't been enough," he responded with a smug undertone.

Aware of his lascivious stare, Hong Meilin felt a sense of discomfort, prompting her to keep her head down, avoiding direct eye contact.

Wang Jian's demeanor shifted, his expression turning serious. "Now, let's discuss the current situation," he began, acknowledging the predicament they faced. "It's a rather tricky situation, as I can't simply give away such a valuable resource to the church without receiving something in return."

Curiosity and determination mingled in Hong Meilin's voice as she inquired, "What is it that you desire?"

With a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, Wang Jian responded, his voice laced with cunningness, "If it weren't for your presence here, I would have undoubtedly attacked the church followers and unleashed a massacre upon them. It would have perfectly served my objective of keeping this precious resource hidden from the world."

Noticing the frown etched on Hong Meilin's face, Wang Jian added, his tone tinged with amusement, "However, fortunately for the church, they sent you. Now, considering my fondness for you, I am willing to entertain your offer. Ponder carefully on what I seek and how you can provide enough incentive for me to spare your group's lives and even share this invaluable ore with the church."

Startled by his words, Hong Meilin's mind began to race, contemplating the weight of the decision before her.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian settled himself upon a nearby boulder, his gaze fixed upon Hong Meilin as she grappled with her thoughts.

Hong Meilin couldn't ignore the sinister gleam in Wang Jian's eyes, causing a sense of unease to well up within her. She couldn't help but touch her lips, recalling the moments they had shared. Deep down, she sensed that Wang Jian sought an offer that involved her personally rather than the church.

Though she had an inkling, mustering the words proved to be a struggle for her. However, time ticked away rapidly, exacerbating her nerves. She remained oblivious to Wang Jian's intentions, unsure of his patience.

With the weight of the situation pressing upon her, she knew she had to formulate an offer swiftly.

Summoning her inner strength, she steeled herself and spoke, her voice trembling, "H-How about... if I were to give you a passionate kiss, would you allow my group to return?"

Wang Jian erupted into laughter at her proposition. "Haha... I must say, I'm impressed by your audacity, but, alas, it falls far short of the offer I desire."

With a wicked smirk, he added, "Allow me to provide you with two hints. Even if you were to offer yourself to me, it still wouldn't secure the lives of your entire group."

Hong Meilin's eyes widened, anger surging within her heart. She contemplated storming out, prepared to risk her life in battle against Wang Jian.

But her actions halted as Wang Jian continued speaking, "The value of these resources surpasses anything you can offer. If news of this ore were to leak, I would be beset by countless factions seeking to claim it. I would be forced to relinquish the mine to other powers within the Empire, with the majority falling into the hands of the Emperor. Sharing it is simply not part of my plan."

Hong Meilin visibly calmed, her understanding growing amid her fury. Yet, her anger was reignited as Wang Jian uttered his next words, "The second hint is that the offer must include you becoming my woman. Without it, I will not entertain any other proposal, regardless of what you may offer. Consider it my non-negotiable bottom line."

"What?!" Hong Meilin couldn't help but shout aloud. "You are going too far with these conditions, Your Highness Jian!"

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Hong Meilin's outburst was an instinctive reaction, and Wang Jian had foreseen it all along.

"You still have the option of returning to your group and facing my faction head-on. But I assure you, the outcome would be the complete annihilation of your people," Wang Jian stated, his voice dripping with coldness.

Angry and seething, Hong Meilin gritted her teeth, but she remained rooted in place. Unbeknownst to her, her decision elicited an internal smirk from Wang Jian. It indicated that she was contemplating becoming his woman, and he relished the thought of what other concessions she might offer to sway him.

"...If you grant us safe passage and agree to share 50% of the ore found in this mine, I will personally beseech the Pope to forge an alliance between the Church and your faction, Your Highness Jian," Hong Meilin declared, after careful deliberation.

Wang Jian's smile took on an amused edge as he asked, "And what about you, my dear Meilin?"

That devilishly handsome smile on his face caused Hong Meilin's teeth to clench, but she mustered all her strength to contain her rage as she forced the words out, "...I-I... I will... become... your... woman...!"

The words tasted bitter and suffocating as they left her lips, a testament to her unwillingness. Yet, she knew that she had to play this dangerous game if she wanted to secure the safety of her group and maintain a shred of control in this precarious situation.

"Now, this is an offer worth considering," Wang Jian stated, a sly grin stretching across his face. "Forging an alliance with the church would undoubtedly strengthen my faction. However, I question whether you hold enough status or influence to make such a momentous decision on behalf of the church."

Hong Meilin's spirit sank, and she bowed her head, a defeated expression overtaking her features. Wang Jian was right; she lacked the authority to make such a monumental choice without consulting the Pope.

"But fear not, my dear," Wang Jian continued, his voice dripping with honeyed persuasion. "I have a proposition to resolve this quandary. How about you arrange a meeting between myself and the Pope? We shall engage in a discussion concerning the mine and jointly determine how we should distribute its riches between our factions."

Hong Meilin's eyes brightened as she lifted her head. The idea held promise, and she felt a glimmer of hope in this unexpected turn of events.

However, Wang Jian wasn't finished yet.

He added with a self-assured smirk, "But in doing so, I naturally have two conditions. The first, as you are well aware, is that you must become my woman. And let me be clear, I don't mean a relationship where you can disregard my authority. I won't coddle you. You will be bound to my commands and expected to follow them without question. In return, I will spare your group from harm. Naturally, my commands can never include anything that would turn you against the church against your wishes."

Hong Meilin's fists clenched tightly, her anger boiling within her, but she managed to push through and ask, "What is your second condition?"

Wang Jian's smirk widened, a glint of malevolence in his eyes.

"The second condition is that your church group must ally with my faction and venture deep into the heart of this forest to confront the demons lurking within. I demand your word that no member of your group will utter a single word about this mine. And if, by any chance, someone dares to leak it, they shall find no mercy from me."

At that moment, the true extent of Wang Jian's cunning and persuasiveness was laid bare. His words flowed with eloquence, weaving a web that entrapped Hong Meilin in an impossible situation.

"Can you offer a genuine assurance that my church group will be safe if we agree to these conditions?" she questioned, her face etched with skepticism.

Wang Jian's smirk deepened, and he conjured a flash of blue light, unveiling an ancient scroll within his spatial ring.

"This requires no introduction. Behold the Golden Radiance Oath Scroll—a powerful blood contract that even I cannot break."

Hong Meilin's eyes widened in surprise as the scroll materialized in Wang Jian's hands. The weight of its significance was palpable, and she knew she couldn't disregard its power.

Wang Jian extended the scroll towards her, its presence radiating a mystical aura. Hong Meilin cautiously accepted it, feeling the texture of the aged parchment beneath her fingertips, confirming its authenticity.

"We shall inscribe the conditions upon this sacred scroll and affix our signatures with our blood," Wang Jian proposed.

Hong Meilin's anxiety heightened as she grappled with the gravity of the situation.

She understood that if she were to affix her name to the contract, binding her to become Wang Jian's woman, she would be shackled by an unbreakable command, her very essence at risk of obliteration should she defy it.

With swift, deliberate movements, Wang Jian meticulously inscribed the binding conditions onto the aged parchment, ensuring every word was precise and unambiguous.

Hong Meilin's eyes scanned the script, her mind absorbing the weight of the commitment she was about to make.

After a moment's contemplation, she nodded, acknowledging the terms laid out before her.

Resolutely, she pressed her index finger against her lips, feeling a slight sting as a bead of blood emerged. Carefully, she applied her blood as a signature, marking the lower left corner of the scroll.

Wang Jian followed suit, crimson droplets mingling with ink as he affixed his own signature alongside Hong Meilin's.

As their life essence blended with the contract, the parchment shimmered with a brilliant golden light, transforming into an ethereal chain that coiled around their very souls.

The bond was now forged, an unbreakable tether that would ensure compliance and exact severe consequences for any breach.

A solemn silence hung in the air, the weight of their intertwined destinies palpable.

Wang Jian rose from his seat, a wicked smirk dancing upon his lips as he proposed, "Let us commemorate our newfound relationship with a passionate kiss, my dear Meilin."

Hong Meilin's inner resistance flared, but the binding nature of the contract compelled her to comply, submitting herself to Wang Jian's desires.

Reluctantly, she took a step forward, their lips meeting in a fervent embrace. Wang Jian's tongue invaded her mouth, exploring every inch with an unbridled hunger.

His hands roved freely across her body, caressing, and groping her with a possessiveness that left her feeling both violated and powerless.

No longer restrained by any boundaries, Wang Jian's touch became increasingly intense and forceful. His grip on her bosom tightened, his fingers venturing towards more intimate regions, exerting control and dominance over her vulnerable form.

Hong Meilin squirmed within his embrace, her body recoiling from his advances.

The aggression with which he handled her breasts and buttocks left her feeling violated, trapped within a web of submission she had unwillingly woven herself into.

As their lips parted, both of them gasping for air, it was clear that the kiss had left its mark on them.

Without wasting a moment, Wang Jian leaned in for another kiss, his hunger for her unabated.

His hands ventured even further, emboldened by their previous encounter.

Slipping beneath the fabric of her top, his fingers explored the contours of her supple, porcelain skin.

With a deliberate and possessive touch, he traced a path along her midriff, his fingertips igniting trails of sensation along her body.

Moving with calculated intent, his hands found their destination—her ample bosom. His touch grew bolder, as he pressed against her softness, relishing in the firmness, and yielding nature of her flesh.

His fingers kneaded and caressed, his palm gently cupping the curves that had captivated his attention.

Their illicit connection intensified, a dance between dominance and submission, as Hong Meilin found herself trapped in the clutches of a man she despised.

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The passage of two hours saw Wang Jian and Hong Meilin venturing deeper into the cavern's labyrinthine depths.

Among the devoted followers of the church, anxiety grew like an untamed wildfire, their worry mounting as they wondered about the fate of their esteemed Saintess.

Whispers of concern echoed through their ranks, questioning whether Wang Jian had inflicted harm upon her delicate frame.

Meanwhile, within the enclave of Wang Jian's faction, a particular gathering of eminent figures, notably the esteemed Liu Family, commenced an inspection of the mesmerizing Ebon Void Essence Ores.

A symphony of voices filled the air, reverberating with passionate discussions on how best to harness the potential of this rare and precious resource.

Their minds delved deep into contemplation, considering the intricate tapestry of talisman formations that could be woven using the ore's essence.

At the forefront of these deliberations stood Liu Yu, a paragon of talent in the art of talisman craftsmanship. His presence radiated authority, as his profound expertise shaped the course of their discourse, breathing life into innovative ideas.

Yet, Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan, in their own secluded corner, shared a unique anticipation for Wang Jian's return.

Their hearts brimmed with elation, for it was through Bixi Shuyan's keen guidance that they had unearthed this veritable mine of rare ores.

For Lady Zhuoran, this discovery held a glimmer of hope.

She believed that the unearthing of such a precious bounty would alter Wang Jian's perception of her daughter, granting her the reverence she deserved.

No longer did she dwell on the torment she endured as his sexual slave, as she harbored the belief that her daughter's usefulness would shield her from his cruelties.

Meanwhile, Bixi Shuyan remained blissfully unaware of her mother's thoughts, her mind consumed by aspirations that mirrored her own self-importance.

With the revelation of this resource-rich mine, she envisioned a scenario where Wang Jian would lend a receptive ear to her entreaties, his hands restrained from besmirching her mother's dignity.

She reveled in the thought that her own talents would shield them from harm, their value acting as a safeguard against his impetuous desires.

The two, Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan, remained naively oblivious to the dark reality that unfolded behind closed doors.

Unbeknownst to them, Wang Jian had indulged in carnal pleasure with both women, their bodies mere playthings in his lascivious games while making them think that they were saving the other one by sacrificing themselves.

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Upon their return, Wang Jian and Hong Meilin wasted no time in sharing the news of their newfound alliance with their respective groups.

The weight of this unexpected alliance hung in the air as they emphasized the utmost importance of maintaining secrecy regarding the coveted Ebon Void Essence Ore.

Within the ranks of the church followers, a sense of dissatisfaction and discontent simmered, for they found themselves reluctantly tied to Wang Jian's shameless faction.

The bitter taste of this alliance lingered on their tongues, but the reality of their circumstances left them with no alternative but to begrudgingly accept this uneasy pact.

Emerging from the depths of the cave, Wang Jian swiftly took charge of the situation. He commanded the talented members of the esteemed Liu Family to position intricately crafted talismans near the entrance, ensuring that any unwanted visitors would trigger a vigilant alarm, alerting them to potential intruders.

Exploiting the full extent of their mastery in the art of illusions, Wang Jian called upon the Liu Family's expertise in wielding their enchanting talismans.

With meticulous precision, they skillfully concealed the cave's entrance, shrouding it in an ethereal veil that rendered it indiscernible to the untrained eye.

Recognizing the exceptional abilities possessed by Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan, Wang Jian entrusted them with a critical role.

Utilizing their innate talent for illusionary manipulation, enhanced by their ancestral lineage as the descendants of the illustrious Silver-Tailed Fox Race, they were tasked with erecting an additional layer of beguiling illusions.

Through their combined efforts, an enchanting mirage would cloak the cave's entrance, masking it from prying eyes and further safeguarding those rare treasures.

Thus, Wang Jian's loyal faction members and the devoted followers of the church departed from the immediate vicinity, embarking on a journey towards the heart of the dense forest.

As time passed and they established a temporary camp, Wang Jian wasted no time in implementing his merciless tactics.

He commanded his subordinates to subject the captured demons to excruciating torture, seeking to extract valuable information from their tormented souls.

Through this cruel process, a revelation came to light.

It was discovered that these demonic beings were particularly vulnerable to the effects of Sacred Attribute and Holy Qi, causing them unparalleled agony upon contact.

Recognizing the significance of this newfound knowledge, Wang Jian summoned Hong Meilin to join him in the interrogation of their primary target, Aiden.

Eager to participate, Hong Meilin harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge against this demon.

It was Aiden who had irreversibly shattered the fabric of her existence, instigating the near annihilation of their group and forcing her to seek assistance from Wang Jian's cunning embrace.

Together, they sought to extract every ounce of information from Aiden's anguished form, plunging him into the depths of torment as they unearthed the truth behind their shared plight.

"Why did the demons assault this sacred forest?" Wang Jian's voice dripped with icy disdain as he confronted Aiden.

Aiden's response came in the form of grunts and snarls, a feeble attempt to defy his captors.

Meanwhile, Hong Meilin unleashed a relentless barrage of Holy Qi-infused attacks upon the demon.

Each strike possessed a potent force, carefully calibrated to deliver agonizing pain without pushing Aiden to the brink of death.

She harbored a deep-seated rage within her, fueling her every strike, determined to make Aiden suffer to the fullest extent.

Her eyes bore a sinister darkness as she relentlessly assaulted Aiden's vulnerable form, her blows landing with calculated precision.

"Speak, you vile creature! How dare you remain silent in the face of your impending doom?" Hong Meilin's voice reverberated with a seething hatred that permeated every syllable, leaving no doubt about the intensity of her anger.

Aiden's tortured body convulsed with each agonizing blow, his resistance crumbling under the relentless assault. His face contorted in pain, he mustered the strength to plead for respite, his voice strained and filled with desperation.

"P-please... I beg of you... mercy..."

His pleas were accompanied by guttural cries, a testament to the unbearable torment he endured. With each excruciating moment, his resolve weakened, and he finally relented, his voice filled with a mix of agony and surrender.

"Arhhggh... Enough! I... I will talk... I'll reveal... everything... Hrrghh... just make it stop!"

The words escaped his lips in strained bursts, intermingled with pained groans. Hong Meilin's assault not only targeted his physical form but also penetrated deep into his very soul, leaving him no choice but to succumb to the searing pain.

Wang Jian's masterful seal on Aiden's demonic qi prevented him from using it as a shield, intensifying the excruciating suffering he experienced.

Hong Meilin, though slightly disappointed by Aiden's swift surrender, restrained herself out of curiosity. She was eager to uncover the demons' true motives for attacking the sacred forest.

With a chilling tone, she demanded, "Then speak before my patience runs thin!"

Aiden, fearing another onslaught, hastily began to spill the beans, his words tumbling out in a rush, "It's because... because of those Elemental Sparks... the ones infused with the power of laws."

Wang Jian scoffed with a roll of his eyes, dismissing Aiden's words. "You think we're fools? The Empire has long been aware of the Elemental Sparks and their law-infused might within this sacred domain. However, their value is limited for demons and humans alike. At best, they provide rudimentary insights into the laws, with slim chances of reaching the King Realm."

He continued, a cold yet serious gaze fixed upon Aiden, "Furthermore, using these Elemental Sparks triggers a prolonged hibernation period, during which they gather enough essence to be useful to an expert. The Butterfly Spirit Race utilized them by stimulating the essence through the Queen's Bloodline. Without their queen, the demons hoarding these sparks gain little advantage."

Wang Jian paused, his eyes filled with intensity, "And here's the clincher. You demons made no attempt to locate the hideout of the Butterfly Spirit Queen and her comrades. This suggests that their interest lies not in the Elemental Sparks, but in something far more significant, something of immense value to your demon kind."

As Wang Jian concluded, a sharp gleam illuminated Hong Meilin's eyes. She unleashed a volley of Holy Arrows, striking Aiden with precision, and growled with fervor, "You deceitful demon! How dare you lie to us! Prepare to be skewered into pieces!"

Aiden's anguished howls filled the air, his eyes welling with tears, unable to withstand the relentless assault.

"Stop! Stop, I beg you! Arghhh! I'll tell the truth! Just please...!" Aiden's plea echoed, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Jian raised his hand, signaling Hong Meilin to halt. She obeyed, but her glare pierced Aiden with a potent warning, conveying the dire consequences of falsehood.

"...You're onto something, human. The demons' motive isn't solely the Elemental Sparks or the forest's rare resources, though they're no doubt alluring," Aiden admitted, his voice laden with gravity. "...The real reason my Oceanic Storm Tempest Devil Clan targeted this forest was because one of our clan members sensed the presence of our ancestral totem here."

"The Ancestral Totem?" Wang Jian and Hong Meilin's eyes widened in astonishment, their curiosity piqued by this revelation.

"Tell us more," Wang Jian commanded, his voice firm and earnest.

Aiden's recount began, his words carrying the weight of history. "In the ancient conflict between demons and humans that once ravaged this realm, the humans emerged victorious. However, the turning point came when the demons began to fracture, engaging in internal strife."

"Sensing their impending defeat, many esteemed demon experts foresaw the need to empower future generations. They embedded seeds of power within their personal totems, treasures of supreme demonic essence and the pure bloodline of the many powerful devil clans. The ancestral blood of the experts belonging to those great devil clans, with its unparalleled purity, possesses the ability to awaken the true potential of any demon who absorbs it."

Aiden continued, his voice brimming with urgency, "The Ancestral Totem hidden within this region belongs to the ancestor of the Oceanic Storm Tempest Devil Clan. It is our clan's birthright, and acquiring it is of utmost importance to us."

Wang Jian's eyebrows furrowed, his sharp intellect quickly grasping the significance of the Ancestral Totem.

"It all makes sense now," he exclaimed, a glimmer of realization lighting up his eyes. "No wonder the Emperor Realm experts of the Oceanic Storm Tempest Devil Clan are closely monitoring this situation. It's crystal clear."

His focused gaze locked onto Aiden, a sense of urgency emanating from his every word. "So, enlighten us. Where exactly can we locate this elusive Ancestral Totem? If your clan members can sense its presence, there must be some leads to follow."

Aiden's smile waned, frustration etching lines on his face. "Unfortunately, it's not as simple as that," he confessed, his voice tinged with disappointment.

He continued, his tone earnest, "We did manage to pinpoint the location of the Ancestral Totem, but impenetrable seals stand in our way. Even the combined might of dozens of King Realm experts in my clan failed to make a dent. It's highly likely that an Emperor Realm expert was behind these formidable barriers."

Wang Jian's eyes narrowed, a glint of determination flickering within them.

"So, how do you demons plan to break those seals?" he inquired, eager to explore possible solutions.

Aiden's expression turned resolute as he revealed their plan.

"Our clan has already dispatched a message, seeking the aid of the Sinister Nether Curseweaver Devil Princess. She possesses an extraordinary weapon that was excavated from another Ancestral Totem site—an Ancestral Devil Weapon capable of shattering any seal weaker than its power."

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Wang Jian's brows furrowed with curiosity as he listened to Aiden's explanation. "The Sinister Nether Curseweaver Devil Princess? That's quite an unusual name," he remarked, his voice laced with intrigue.

Aiden, sensing the growing interest, couldn't help but smile slyly. "Indeed, she lives up to her name," he began, his eyes gleaming with a mix of admiration and wariness.

"Amongst us demons, she is renowned for her incomparable skill in weaving curses. Born as a commoner with the rare bloodline of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, she surpassed all expectations and rose to prominence by using her unique techniques to outsmart and humiliate countless demons and devil clans."

Pausing for a moment, Aiden's expression turned grave as he continued, "But her true power lies in the treasures she discovered within the ancestral tomb of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan. Among them, she unearthed a weapon of unparalleled might—an Ancestral Devil Scythe. This weapon possesses extraordinary abilities, far surpassing anything you've ever witnessed. It is believed that this scythe has the potential to break open the seals guarding our ancestral tomb."

Wang Jian and Hong Meilin exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the significance of this revelation.

They continued their conversation with Aiden, delving deeper into the secrets surrounding the Nether Curseweaver Devil Princess and the Ancestral Tomb. After extracting all the information they deemed necessary, they concluded the interrogation for the day and stepped out of the tent, leaving Aiden behind.

Once outside, away from prying ears, they huddled together to discuss their next course of action.

Wang Jian's voice carried a note of caution as he spoke, "We must keep the details of this conversation strictly confidential. Revealing the existence of the Ancestral Tomb could easily lead to panic among our allies. The demons already possess formidable power and granting them access to this unique ability would only make them more dangerous."

Hong Meilin nodded in agreement, understanding the rationale behind Wang Jian's decision. "I understand your concerns. The last thing we need is chaos and fear spreading among our forces. We must tread carefully and strategically."

Unbeknownst to Hong Meilin, Wang Jian harbored his own hidden motives for keeping the secret. His thoughts drifted to the potential benefits this Ancestral Tomb held for him personally.

If he could acquire the ancient bloodline and integrate it with his own Devil Bloodline, it could be a monumental breakthrough.

With the assistance of the mysterious system that had bestowed him with extraordinary abilities, Wang Jian believed that unlocking the powers within that ancient bloodline was within his reach.

They continued their discussion, mapping out their next steps and formulating a plan to navigate the treacherous path ahead.

As Hong Meilin listened to Wang Jian's intricate plans, she couldn't help but feel a sense of grudging admiration for his meticulousness.

Despite finding him despicable, she had to admit that his mind was sharp and cunning, surpassing her own in many ways.

As Hong Meilin headed towards her group, Wang Jian's eyes couldn't help but linger on the graceful sway of her figure. In his mind, he entertained thoughts of indulging in carnal pleasures, picturing a scenario where he would take her in a debauched and submissive manner, eliciting screams of pleasure beneath his dominating presence.

However, he restrained himself, recognizing that today was not the opportune moment for such desires. He had a far more cunning plan in mind, one that would leave her feeling vulnerable and alone, utterly dependent on him for support.

Wang Jian's mind raced with possibilities, envisioning a future encounter where circumstances would force Hong Meilin to seek his aid, her defenses crumbling under the weight of desperation. It was in that moment of weakness that he intended to strike, manipulating her reliance on him to his advantage.

He knew that exploiting her vulnerability would grant him an unparalleled level of control, allowing him to maneuver their relationship to suit his desires.

As Wang Jian turned his attention to the notifications from the system, he was met with a pleasant surprise. The successful manipulation and coercion of Hong Meilin into becoming his woman had resulted in a substantial influx of Destiny Points. His cunning maneuvers and unwavering stance during their negotiations had garnered him an impressive sum of approximately 250,000 Destiny Points.

The magnitude of this acquisition left Wang Jian momentarily taken aback.

It was a staggering number, and what surprised him, even more, was that he hadn't even consummated their newfound relationship yet.

Realization dawned on him, and a mischievous smile crept across his face.

If he could extend his influence and target Ye Chen's original heroines, the potential for amassing an astronomical amount of Destiny Points was within his grasp.

The implications of this discovery were nothing short of extraordinary, a promising turn of events that ignited a fire of excitement within him.

Wang Jian's mind raced with the possibilities, contemplating the vast rewards that awaited him through the exploitation of these heroines.

With eager anticipation, Wang Jian delved into his current status.

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Status

Name: Wang Jian.

Age: 20 years old.

Destiny Points: 462,671.

Cultivation: Third Stage of the King Realm. (Require 100,000 Destiny Points for each stage.)

Cultivation Technique: Soaring Dragon Technique (Level 5) (Requires 2,000,000 Destiny Points to level up).

Skills: Origin Fist, Beam of Destruction, Mystic Force, Divine Shielding Iron Body, Enhanced Strength, Spiritual Sensitivity, Moonrise Fist, Lunar Shield, Moonshadow Step, Shadow Manipulation, Dark Fog, Eclipse Domain Annihilation, Tranquil Mind Divine Mantra, Black Castle, Elemental Genius, Dragon's Prestige, Enchantment Ability (Level 1), Starry Night Sky Strike, Serene Moonlight Slash, Swift Silver Stab, Endless Blade Defense, and Flowing Water Guard.

Ocular Abilities: True Eyes (Level 2) (200,000 Destiny Points).

Bloodline: Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Bloodline. (Second Level) (Next level: 500,000 Destiny Points).

Insight in Laws – Flame: Mid-Level (2,000,000 Destiny Points). Lightning – Nil (150,000 Destiny Points), Dark – Nil (100,000 Destiny Points), Sword – Nil (300,000 Destiny Points), Space – Nil (1,000,000 Destiny Points).

Physique: Chaotic Yang Body (1,000,000 Destiny Points).

Spirit: Dark Flame Double-Headed River Dragon (Seven Star Spirit) (Mutated).

Weaknesses: Holy Attribute. Solar Attribute.

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Wang Jian noticed that his Sword Attribute was now showing the number of Destiny Points required to boost his insight in the Laws of Sword.

However, what truly stunned Wang Jian was the addition of the Space Attribute to his repertoire of Insights.

It appeared as a tantalizing option, tempting him with its immense potential, but the cost stood at a staggering one million Destiny Points.

He deduced that this revelation was a direct result of his encounter with the mysterious Ebon Void Essence Ore, a catalyst that had unlocked a previously uncharted avenue for him to explore.

The realization sent waves of excitement and anticipation coursing through Wang Jian's veins.

The prospect of mastering the elusive Laws of Space held an immense allure, promising him unparalleled control over the fabric of reality itself.

It was an opportunity that he couldn't ignore, fueling his determination to acquire the necessary Destiny Points and harness this newfound potential.

Wang Jian mused silently, contemplating his next course of action.

'To fully harness the system's abilities, I must actively target Ye Chen's original heroines,' he acknowledged with conviction.

Until now, Wang Jian had been meticulously cultivating his faction, strategically positioning himself not only as the most influential prince but also as someone with formidable support to withstand the imminent clash with the Emperor.

He was acutely aware that once he unveiled his ambitions of ascending to the throne, the Emperor would swiftly perceive him as a formidable threat and take measures accordingly.

Though the Emperor was willing to appoint a Crown Prince, relinquishing the throne entirely was a different matter altogether.

This was evident from the Emperor's involvement in managing the affairs of the Everlasting Mystic Empire and tirelessly expanding its borders.

Wang Jian discerned that the Emperor would seize this opportune moment to further the empire's territorial ambitions, capitalizing on the distractions that currently preoccupied him.

It was a calculated move, driven by the Emperor's unyielding desire for expansion and dominance.

As Wang Jian's faction and the church's group advanced toward the heart of the forest, where the formidable demon force dwelled, he made a point of walking alongside Hong Meilin. Engaging her in conversation served his ulterior motives of unraveling her secrets and exerting further influence over her.

During their exchange, an intriguing question escaped Wang Jian's lips, his voice laced with genuine curiosity. "Why did the church dispatch two bishops as your group's protectors? Surely the Pope must have been aware of the existence of immensely powerful demons within these woods, capable of subduing the ferocious beasts and seizing control of this domain."

Hong Meilin maintained an unwavering silence in response to his query, a deliberate choice that also allowed her to uphold her contractual agreement.

Wang Jian found himself slightly taken aback by her resolute refusal to answer to his query.

However, he astutely deduced that her silence implied that speaking on the matter would somehow run counter to the church's interests, sparking a sinister smile to curl upon his lips.

"Now I see... Your group's true purpose in venturing into this forest wasn't solely to vanquish the demons. No, in fact, your aim was to align yourselves with either the Crown Prince's or the Second Princess's faction," Wang Jian stated, his tone dripping with a mix of fascination and calculated observation.

"The Pope, wise in his strategies, foresaw that by joining forces with one of these factions, your group would benefit from their formidable protection. Thus, you would retain the lives of most of your loyal followers and members, while preserving the church's prestigious standing. What a truly clever scheme," he concluded, admiration and a touch of amusement coloring his words.

As Wang Jian carefully observed Hong Meilin's reaction, he detected a flicker of astonishment within her pupils. The subtle betrayal in her gaze affirmed his theory, granting him the confirmation he sought. However, instead of acknowledging her response, Hong Meilin defiantly turned her head away, a silent gesture that spoke volumes of her guarded nature.

A wry smile danced on Wang Jian's lips as he savored the triumph of his deduction. He relished the feeling of being one step ahead in this intricate game of power and manipulation. It was clear to him that his astute analysis had struck a chord within the depths of Hong Meilin's being, unsettling her in ways she did not wish to reveal.

Unfazed by her attempts to maintain composure, Wang Jian leaned in slightly, his voice laced with an air of sly satisfaction. "You can't hide it from me, Hong Meilin. Your eyes spoke volumes just now, confirming what I suspected. Your reaction tells me that I've struck a nerve with my deduction."

He paused for a moment, savoring the tension that lingered in the air between them. "But since you are my woman, I will make sure that your secret isn't exposed. In fact, I find this clandestine alliance of yours rather intriguing. It seems we share a common goal—to navigate the treacherous currents of power and secure our own positions."

Wang Jian's words were delivered with a calculated mixture of curiosity and cunning, subtly hinting that it was a benefit of becoming his woman.

However, she remained silent, her expression revealing a lack of interest in commenting on the topic at hand.

Undeterred by her reticence, Wang Jian decided to conclude the discussion in a nonchalant manner, as if he were merely sharing an amusing observation.

"It's quite entertaining, isn't it? If the Pope hadn't attempted to be so clever by sending a lackluster group of protectors with you, we wouldn't have had the opportunity to forge this unique relationship. I suppose I ought to express my gratitude for his unwitting assistance."

His words struck a chord within Hong Meilin, revealing a mixture of shock and hurt in her eyes. Wang Jian couldn't help but savor the sight, knowing that he had planted a seed of doubt within her.

He understood that the more she contemplated the situation, the more dissatisfied she would become with the church and its leadership. This was the first step in eroding her faith and trust.

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As Wang Jian's faction steadily advanced towards the central region, his siblings' factions, led by Crown Prince Wang Hao and Second Princess Wang Ying, were also drawing near to the heart of the sacred dominion.

In contrast, Ye Chen and the Butterfly Spirit Queen's group encountered minimal resistance, effortlessly navigating their way to the central region without encountering any demons along their path.

The Butterfly Spirit Queen skillfully employed her superior spiritual and illusionary abilities, cloaking the entire group from the prying eyes of the demons as they silently observed their adversaries stationed within the area.

With a deliberate gesture, the Butterfly Spirit Queen pointed towards a specific direction and spoke in a voice laden with significance, "Just ten miles ahead in that very direction lies the seal-bound Elemental Sparks. It is a power that only I possess the ability to unlock."

Ye Chen, fully aware that liberating the area required assistance beyond their current means, inquired earnestly, "Is there anything else at our disposal? Any resources or allies we can leverage?"

A fleeting shadow of worry crossed the Butterfly Spirit Queen's countenance as she conveyed her troubling discovery, "I can sense the presence of my captive race members and other beasts, held captive nearly fourteen miles in the northwestern direction."

Pausing for a moment, she continued with a furrowed brow, her voice betraying a hint of trepidation, "...However, that particular region is teeming with demons. Their numbers are formidable, bolstered by the presence of nearly thirty King Realm experts. To further complicate matters, one among them possesses an aura so potent that it could rival even an Emperor Realm expert's might."

The weight of their predicament hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of tension over the group. The Butterfly Spirit Queen's distress was palpable, a testament to the daunting challenge they faced.

Rescuing her beast comrades from the clutches of the demons would demand careful planning, unwavering resolve, and a calculated strategy to overcome the overwhelming odds that stood in their way.

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, considering their options. "How close can we approach the location where the beasts are being held without alerting the demons?" he inquired.

The Butterfly Spirit Queen exuded confidence as she responded, "I can maintain our concealment outside of the five-mile radius of the demons. As long as we remain outside that distance, they won't be able to detect us."

Understanding their limitations, Ye Chen nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, we need to maneuver along the edges and stealthily make our way toward that area," he suggested, formulating a plan in his mind.

Eagerly, the Butterfly Spirit Queen asked, her eyes shining with hope, "Do you have a plan to save our comrades?"

With a self-assured smile, Ye Chen revealed his strategy, "As I mentioned earlier, I am affiliated with the Second Princess Wang Ying's faction. Once her faction arrives, the demons will undoubtedly shift their attention towards them. This will create a diversion, allowing us to infiltrate the demons' camp unnoticed and liberate our fellow beast comrades. Their release will significantly bolster our forces."

However, the Butterfly Spirit Queen's expression turned slightly distressed as she voiced her concern, "But my comrades... they are likely in no condition to fight. I sensed their auras were feeble and weakened, likely due to starvation and mistreatment."

Ye Chen's smile remained unwavering as he reassured her, "Fear not. I possess an array of rare exotic herbs with potent essence capable of instantly restoring their strength."

In truth, the Butterfly Spirit Queen and her comrades had once possessed such herbs, but they had all been seized by the demons, leaving them empty-handed.

Learning of Ye Chen's possession of these precious resources brought newfound joy to the Butterfly Spirit Queen's heart.

Finally, she could envision her comrades being freed from their plight and rising up to vanquish the demons that had tormented them.

With swift yet cautious steps, the entire group pressed forward, their determination driving them closer to the northwestern region where the demons' camp lay, a mere six miles away. Aware of the delicate nature of their mission, they chose to bide their time and wait for the opportune moment.

Their patience was soon rewarded as the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. Breaking through the barriers of the sacred dominion, a formidable faction emerged, led by none other than the Crown Prince Wang Hao himself.

Ye Chen's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and strategic calculation as he observed the unfolding scene.

"Let us be patient and keenly observe the unfolding battle," Ye Chen suggested, his voice laced with a strategic edge. "We must seize the opportune moment to charge forth and liberate our fellow beasts."

The loyal beasts that stood behind him nodded in unanimous agreement, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and determination.

In the midst of their silent vigil, a thunderous uproar erupted from the demon camp.

A horde of demons surged forward, their frenzied charge led by none other than Tristan, a formidable heir of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan. His name reverberated through the realms, a symbol of unparalleled power and authority among his peers.

Tristan, with his commanding presence and auras that rivalled even those of Emperor Realm experts, had earned his reputation as one of the most revered figures among the demon clans.

Only the Sinister Nether Curseweaver Devil Princess, an enigma in her own right, could match his stature.

Amidst the charged atmosphere, crackling with palpable tension, even the Crown Prince Wang Hao donned a grave expression as he sensed the overwhelming aura emanating from Tristan.

The weight of the impending battle settled heavily upon their shoulders, reminding them of the monumental challenge that awaited them.

"I shall be the one to face this formidable demon," declared Wang Hao, his voice resolute as he unsheathed his mighty Glaive.

His loyal subordinates nodded in silent accord, their eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

Within their ranks, seven King Realm experts led their respective groups, their experience and prowess shining through.

The realization that the enemy forces boasted ten King Realm demons caused deep furrows to appear on the brows of Wang Hao's faction leaders. The odds seemed daunting, with their King Realm experts outnumbered.

However, unyielding in their resolve, they planned to stand united, fighting as a cohesive force while remaining vigilant against the relentless assault of the demons.

Fortune favored them, for the Crown Prince had diligently conducted rigorous teamwork exercises among his faction, constantly sharpening their combat skills as they clashed with the demonic forces, thereby bolstering their prestige.

Moreover, the Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction possessed considerable experience in battling against demons, further enhancing their chances of victory.

With these factors in their favor, they believed their odds stood at an even fifty-fifty.

Unbeknownst to them, a covert danger lurked within the enemy camp. Nearly twenty King Realm experts lay in wait, their presence concealed from the Crown Prince's faction.

The demons had a calculated reason for leaving behind this formidable force.

They prepared for the impending arrival of the Second Princess Wang Ying's faction, a formidable power comparable to that of the Crown Prince.

Caution dictated their actions, as they had gleaned information of Wang Ying's approach from a few demons who had managed to escape during her encounter with Ethan.

Unbeknownst to the demons, their focus on Wang Ying's faction left them oblivious to the stealthy movements of Wang Jian's faction.

Wang Jian left no room for demons to escape during his battles against Aiden and other demon groups, rendering his faction hidden from their watchful eyes.

As Ye Chen's gaze fixated upon the ranks of the Crown Prince's faction, his attention was captivated by the presence of Guan Yin amidst the battle against the demons. His eyes softened, a flicker of surprise mingling with a tinge of disbelief. He hadn't anticipated Guan Yin's participation in this perilous forest skirmish.

A fleeting conflict played out within Ye Chen's mind, a tumultuous battle of indecision and self-interest.

His eyes darted between the Butterfly Spirit Queen's group and Guan Yin, his heart torn between two distinct paths.

Moments stretched into an agonizing eternity as he wrestled with his own desires. His lips moved, muttering words of rationalization that rang hollow even in his own ears.

"Sister Yin is a resilient warrior. She knows how to avoid direct confrontation with these formidable King Realm demons," he whispered, trying to convince himself of his decision.

Deep down, however, Ye Chen was all too aware of the truth that lurked beneath his flimsy justifications.

Selfishness fueled his thoughts, and his true motives laid bare. He yearned for the Butterfly Spirit Queen's affections, craving the power and advantages that came with possessing her coveted Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

In his relentless pursuit of personal gain, he had no qualms about forsaking Guan Yin, discarding her like a pawn on a chessboard.

As the cacophony of battle intensified around him, Ye Chen's face twisted into a cunning smile, betraying the darkness that resided within his soul.

The weight of his choice settled upon his shoulders, a burden that mingled with his ambition and lust for supremacy.

The thunderous battle between the demons and the Crown Prince's faction commenced soon.

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The battlefield crackled with anticipation as Tristan, his towering figure wreathed in a dense shroud of malevolent qi, stared down at the audacious human Crown Prince, Wang Hao, and his loyal faction.

A smirk curled upon Tristan's lips, his voice dripping with disdain as he unleashed his words like venomous arrows.

"Another pitiful human dares to challenge me?" Tristan sneered, his voice reverberating with an air of arrogance.

"Know this, you insignificant mortal: among demons, I am revered as the unrivaled champion of the King Realm. Your feeble attempts to oppose me will be naught but futile gestures of defiance."

His words hung in the air, an ominous echo that saturated the atmosphere with unsettling energy. Tristan's demonic aura pulsed around him, dark tendrils coiling like serpents, as if hungry for the taste of victory.

The Crown Prince's faction stood firm, their expressions a mixture of determination and wariness.

As the tension mounted, Tristan unleashed his assault, his formidable power surging forth in a devastating shockwave that shook the very foundations of the battlefield.

The earth trembled beneath the sheer force of his attack, sending debris hurtling in all directions.

Fueled by his unwavering arrogance, Tristan lunged at the foolish human, his fist aimed straight for the Crown Prince's chest.

But fate had a different plan.

In the chaos and billowing dust cloud that followed Tristan's attack, an unexpected twist unfolded.

When the dust settled, it was not the human Crown Prince who lay sprawled on the ground, but Tristan himself.

Stunned, he struggled to regain his composure, his arrogant façade crumbling before him.

"I hope you've come to realize, demon, that your boasts were nothing but empty bluster," Wang Hao retorted, his voice laced with a dripping sarcasm that cut through the air.

"Unlike you, I prefer action over endless rhetoric. But I suppose such wisdom eludes an imbecilic demon like yourself."

A surge of tremendous qi engulfed Wang Hao, his form bathed in an ethereal aura that spoke of the legendary Royal Warlord Bloodline coursing through his veins.

A grave expression crossed Tristan's face as he recognized the unmistakable presence of an extraordinary bloodline.

"The Royal Warlord Bloodline!" Tristan exclaimed, his shock mingling with a hint of apprehension.

"This insignificant human possesses such an awe-inspiring heritage?!"

Tristan understood the gravity of the situation. The Royal Warlord Bloodline bestowed upon its inheritors an array of extraordinary abilities, each as formidable as the next.

Even a fraction of these abilities would place the human on par with demons hailing from the Great Devil Clans, renowned for their unrivaled power.

Renewed determination burned in Wang Hao's eyes as he and Tristan resumed their battle, their clash of techniques echoing across the battlefield.

Wielding his glaive with unmatched finesse, each strike resonating with raw power and precision, Wang Hao unleashed the "Golden Serpent Strike." Lightning-fast arcs of golden energy shot forth, aimed squarely at Tristan.

The demonic overlord swiftly countered with the "Abyssal Torrent," conjuring a swirling maelstrom of dark water to deflect Wang Hao's onslaught.

Their clash intensified, the ring of steel against demonic energy filling the air with an enthralling symphony of might and resilience.

Undeterred, Wang Hao initiated the "Imperial Gale Thrust," propelling himself forward with a gust of wind, his glaive aimed at Tristan's flank.

Tristan retaliated with the "Tempest Cleave," his demonic energy coalescing into a swirling cyclone that deflected Wang Hao's attack with overwhelming force.

The battlefield became an ethereal stage for their prowess, their clash an electrifying spectacle of awe-inspiring skill and power.

Wang Hao tapped into the true potential of his Royal Warlord Bloodline, unleashing the devastating "Thunderstrike Fury," which imbued his glaive with crackling lightning. The weapon sliced through the air, aiming unerringly for Tristan's vulnerable defenses.

Tristan, a blend of desperation and determination etched across his face, summoned the might of his "Oceanic Storm Tempest Devil Bloodline Techniques."

The ground beneath him trembled as he created a massive tidal wave that surged towards Wang Hao.

The Crown Prince, undeterred, executed the "Radiant Skyward Slash," leaping into the air and spinning his glaive in a dazzling display of skill. His strike cleaved through the towering wave, dispersing it into a mist of shimmering water droplets.

The battle continued unabated, each combatant showcasing their unique abilities and skill sets.

Tristan's "Dark Embrace," a technique that summoned shadowy tendrils to ensnare his foes, clashed against Wang Hao's "Divine Light Resplendence," a blinding burst of golden radiance that purged darkness and disrupted Tristan's attacks.

Wang Hao's mastery of weaponry astounded Tristan, each move a display of lethal finesse. The glaive became an extension of the human's will, a conduit for his bloodline's power.

The clash of Wang Hao's golden strikes against Tristan's demonic techniques painted a vivid tapestry of destruction.

As the battle raged on, Tristan's face contorted with a mix of frustration and realization. His initial arrogance shattered, replaced by a growing respect for his opponent.

Wang Hao's Unyielding Might surged forth, magnifying his strength and abilities with each passing moment, a testament to his unwavering determination.

And then, in a moment that seized the battlefield's collective breath, Wang Hao invoked the ultimate ability of the Royal Warlord Bloodline—the "Sovereign's Ascendance."

An ethereal aura enveloped him, an embodiment of awe-inspiring might and authoritative presence.

In this form, Wang Hao transcended mortal limits, becoming a force capable of carving through armies and decimating battlefields.

Tristan found himself pushed to his limits, his every technique met with a counter from Wang Hao's ever-growing arsenal of bloodline abilities.

The clash of demonic water and golden energy created a spectacle that etched itself into the memories of all who bore witness.

The battle raged on, an intricate dance of power, skill, and bloodline might. Each combatant tapped into their deepest reserves, driven by an insatiable thirst for victory.

Tristan unleashed the "Demonic Vortex," a devastating technique that created a swirling whirlwind of dark energy.

Wang Hao responded with the "Heaven's Wrath," channeling celestial energy into his glaive, transforming it into a weapon of divine retribution.

Tristan, possessing a pure and inherently potent bloodline, wielded demonic attributes of incomparable strength.

But even he had to acknowledge the formidable human adversary before him.

The Royal Warlord Bloodline granted Wang Hao an unwavering resilience, enabling him to endure wounds that would cripple ordinary warriors.

The battlefield quaked under their combined might, the shockwaves of their clashes threatening to decimate everything in their vicinity.

Wang Hao's subordinates fought valiantly against the demon forces, their priority to protect themselves from the battle shockwaves while dealing with the enemy troops.

They positioned themselves strategically, taking cover behind debris and utilizing defensive formations to minimize the collateral damage caused by the relentless clash between their leader and Tristan.

Wang Hao, fueled by the unwavering support of his loyal forces, summoned the strength to deliver his final, resounding blow.

His glaive gleamed with a resplendent golden light as he executed the "Celestial Annihilation."

A devastating wave of energy surged forth, tearing through the battlefield with unparalleled force.

Tristan, caught off guard, attempted to counter with his "Dark Desolation," but his efforts proved futile against the overwhelming might of Wang Hao's attack.

The Sovereign's Ascendance, combined with the indomitable power of the Royal Warlord Bloodline, proved too much for Tristan to withstand.

His defenses crumbled, and he found himself helpless against the unstoppable onslaught.

With a mighty roar, Wang Hao's strike connected, shattering Tristan's defenses and sending the demon king hurtling through the air.

As Tristan crashed to the ground, his eyes filled with a mix of realization and desperation.

He had come to understand that he was no match for Wang Hao's overwhelming power, fueled by the extraordinary bloodline abilities such as the awe-inspiring Sovereign's Ascendance and the escalating might of the Unyielding Might.

Tristan's mind raced as he surveyed the battlefield, his gaze fixating on the human experts who stood defiantly against his demonic forces.

They fought with unparalleled skill and unity, pushing back his minions with unwavering resolve.

Tristan knew that the balance of the battle hinged on their cooperation and harmony. If he could disrupt their rhythm, the tide could turn in his favor.

With a burst of energy, Tristan vanished from Wang Hao's sight, leaving the Crown Prince momentarily bewildered.

Wang Hao searched frantically, his eyes darting across the battlefield, but there was no sign of Tristan.

A sudden surge of dark energy drew his attention, and he turned just in time to witness Tristan standing defiantly on the opposite end of the field.

A massive sphere of pure darkness swirled around Tristan, infused with the raw power of a raging storm.

The destructive potential of this ominous sphere was undeniable, and even Wang Hao felt a twinge of uncertainty as he prepared to defend against its onslaught.

Tristan's voice rang out, a feral grin stretching across his face.

"...Try saving them from this!"

With a malicious flick of his wrist, the Dark Sphere was launched toward the unsuspecting human forces, hurtling through the air with alarming speed and precision.

Wang Hao's eyes widened in a mix of shock and determination as he leaped forward, his mind racing with the urgency to protect his loyal followers.

Yet, even with his unparalleled speed and reflexes, Wang Hao realized that the Dark Sphere outmatched him in swiftness, closing in on his subordinates with terrifying velocity.

At the forefront of those who stood against the impending doom of the Dark Sphere were the venerable elder of the Celestial Dragon Sect, the steadfast elder of the Heavenly Blade Sect disciples, and the valiant members of the Jade Order, Brotherhood of the Iron Fist, and the Crimson Guards.

Their unwavering loyalty to Wang Hao placed them directly in harm's way, with their lives hanging in the balance as the malevolent sphere hurtled towards them.

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