“I was asked to come and kill you, Ergou. If you die to my hand, please don’t blame me.” Long Qingyang sighed deeply while slightly rubbing his chin. The word “kill” came out so softly from him.
Meanwhile, Li Xiaonan and Dongfang Jingshui were surprised too. The guy was too beautiful. Even powerful men would be seduced by him.
Feng Feiyun stood near the guy and could smell the faint fragrance coming from him. If he were to be a woman, he would be on the same level as Princess Luofu and could lead someone to their death through temptation.
‘So another invited by the gambling hall.’ Feiyun thought to himself and wondered why does the gambling hall have so much power, capable of inviting prodigies from the seventy-two tributaries on top of another expert of Long Dynasty.
There was only one explanation. The backing of this place was one of the four great clans - the Xiyue.
They were the only one with influence across Western Prefecture, the seventy-two tributaries, Long, and Qian Dynasty.
“This pervert is here too.” Prince Hongye arrived with golden armors and four old men. [1]
Prince Hongye had shocked the entire capital by defeating Yan Ziyu within thirty moves. He was considered to be on the same level as Jingshui and Xiaonan - able to fight against a half-step Giant.
Both he and Xiaonan were G.o.d Disciples of Sacred Spirit Palace.
“You know him?” Xiaonan asked.
Hongye always wore a fierce expression with bell-like eyes: “Qingyang is very famous among the young generation of Long, among the very top. However, the reason for his fame is due to his beautiful face, not his talents and cultivation, even prettier than the number one beauty of Long. He is involved with many big shots there, so he had plenty of backing. If he wants someone dead, even a Giant would die.” [2]
A few cultivators were listening to this conversation and swallowed their saliva. This Qingyang guy was indeed unique. If he were a woman, he would be the s.l.u.ttiest of them all. Alas, one couldn’t deny his boundless temptation, capable of wavering someone’s s.e.xual orientation.
Feiyun felt his scalp tingling. Being below versus on stage was completely different. Luckily enough, his willpower was strong enough right now. Anyone else standing on stage with Qingyang right now would be seduced instantly.
Only ten minutes left before sunset.
Qingyang took out a miniature water palace and held it in his palm. It started floating and turned into a gigantic palace looming above Feiyun.
This was a ma.s.sive power. He looked feminine but this attack was mightier than any other experts’.
The four old men on stage braced themselves and began to create seals in order to fortify the formations here again.
“This ladyboy is actually this strong?” Feiyun activated the 9,969 beast souls. Beast runes emerged all over his skin.
“Firebird illuminating the world!” He unsheathed his sword, releasing its demonic energy and a blinding light that eventually turned into a red firebird.
Qingyang smiled, still at ease. He pointed forward and a black hole appeared at the tip of his index finger. It directly swallowed the firebird and its flame.
“He defeated the demonic sword, maybe he’s strong enough to defeat this disciple of the demonic man.”
Feiyun also became serious since the guy was no joke, surely at the fifth level of Heaven’s Mandate. Moreover, even if he could go all out right now, the ring and vessel still might not be enough to take this guy down until after taking in another two core pills to reach the fourth level.
“I’ll lift your veil and see just how handsome you are.” Qingyang split into eighteen images in a line and instantly appeared before Feiyun. His delicate and long fingers reached for the hat.
However, he only got air because Feiyun was even faster than him, seemingly drifting across the flat surface.
“Haha, that’s more like it.” The water palace in the sky poured down water all over the stage.
“Splas.h.!.+” Multiple streams spilled down just like waterfalls.
The water filled the stage but due to the surrounding formations, it didn’t gush down below. Nevertheless, it acc.u.mulated because of this, turning the place into a pool dozens of meters deep. It wouldn’t take long before reaching one-hundred-meter deep, resembling something like an ocean.
The water palace was definitely a great treasure; who knows what this guy did to obtain it?
“Essence Soft.w.a.ter!” Feiyun wanted to leap up to the sky but a strange force in the water forced him back down.
“Oh? You know what it is, then you should also realize that there is no escaping today.” Qingyang walked in this water, unaffected by any pressure.
The water made him soaking wet. The water started creating pearl on his snow-white face.
His legs were better sculpted than a woman’s. His clothes stuck on his body, showing off his curves even more. Without looking at the upper half, one would mistake him for a beauty walking in the water.
