'Back then, neither Ling Qiyue, Tang Qiu Yao, nor Luo Qingxuan had made write a marriage contract.'
'Now that I've set this precedent, I have no idea how I'm going to explain it to them in the future. I just hope they don't beat half to death.'
Liu Ying ng Luan exchanged a look with her young miss and said,
"In that case, Husband, you just need to write one. But you have to include all of our sisters' nas!"
"It's a deal."
Ling Changqing nodded.
And so, with the stunningly beautiful, palace-gowned woman dictating, Ling Changqing personally wrote out a marriage contract that included the nas of several dozen female cultivators from the Liu Ying Clan.
The position of principal wife naturally went to Flow Shadow Ice Cicada, followed by Liu Ying ng Luan and the nas of forty-seven other female cultivators, who were designated as concubines and attendant maids.
"Make sure you keep this safe. If any outsiders see it, you'll all be in for unforeseeable trouble!"
Ling Changqing warned.
Forget outsiders; even the other won within the Liu Ying Clan would be burning with jealousy if they found out, and might do sothing extre.
"Don't worry, Husband. We know what's at stake."
Liu Ying ng Luan said, unable to contain her joy. She and the other won examined the marriage contract for a mont before carefully putting it away.
This talisman paper was a special type of Magical Artifact used for writing important pacts or major business contracts. It held an extraordinary binding power over both parties and left no room for linguistic traps.
'A marriage contract personally handwritten on it by a Child of Destiny... it should be binding on him too, right?'
Liu Ying ng Luan mused.
Of course, what she didn't know at that mont was that after the marriage contract was placed in the Storage Pouch, Ling Changqing's na in the signature space had already faded considerably.
Perhaps after a little more ti, his na would disappear completely?
'Won are tigers. The ancients were not wrong...'
Ling Changqing sighed to himself.
If he hadn't used this delaying tactic to placate them, he was afraid this group of beauties would have really dragged him into a room and had their way with him one by one.
...
「Inside the ruins of a desolate and abandoned Daoist Temple.」
Liu Qin, Jin Wan'Er, Yang Feifei, and Chu Xinlan were ditating and regulating their breathing. The twelve small Array Banners they had placed around them emitted a faint spiritual glow, concealing their figures and auras.
"...Still no word from the Prince Consort?"
Liu Qin said with a frown, her fair, jade-like face unable to hide her worry.
The sharp-eyed and intelligent-looking Jin Wan'Er shook her head and said in a low voice,
"The environnt here in Dragon Soul Valley is too complex. The communication thods we prepared aren't as effective as we'd hoped, which is why..."
Yang Feifei, with her slender waist and long legs, narrowed her beautiful eyes and chuckled lightly.
"Don't tell the Prince Consort was spotted by so female cultivator from another family and now he's so tangled up with them he can't get away?"
The gentle and graceful Chu Xinlan shot her a look and said irritably,
"Could you please stop with that jinxing mouth of yours? If you actually end up being right, the Princess will fly into a rage, and none of the four of us will escape her wrath!"
"Alright, alright. Just pretend I was talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart!"
Yang Feifei said with a laugh.
Liu Qin said thoughtfully, "That is a real possibility. While I trust the Prince Consort's character, I'm worried about those shaless hussies throwing themselves at him!"
"If the Prince Consort insists on refusing, they might get angry from the humiliation and... they might even try to force themselves on him."
As soon as she said this, the smiles vanished from the other three won's faces, and they all fell silent.
When faced with an unprecedented opportunity, the cultivators of the Nine Great Families had always had only one attitude: snatch it!
If they had the ans, they'd snatch it.
If they didn't have the ans, they'd create the ans and snatch it!
Couldn't snatch it? Then they'd call for more people and Magical Treasures and team up to snatch it!
In this era of great contention, most good things had to be obtained by force. You couldn't wait for them, hope for them, or beg for them.
After a mont of silence, Jin Wan'Er finally spoke.
"Let's keep searching. If sothing truly unmanageable happens in the end, then... we'll contact the Eldest Princess and her people?"
"That's our only option."
Liu Qin nodded. Before they entered, they had received secret instructions from Luo Qingxuan. If Ling Changqing was truly tied down by cultivators from other factions, they could consider cooperating with the Eldest Princess, Luo Qingyi, and her group.
Regardless, the priority was to ensure Ling Changqing remained with the Dragon Race, and wasn't snatched away by the Nine Great Families.
The four won discussed their plan for a mont, then collected the surrounding Array Banners and set off again.
...
「In the temporary camp.」
"...Where's our next destination?"
By the bonfire, having eaten and drunk his fill, Ling Changqing asked.
Flow Shadow Ice Cicada said in a soft, gentle voice, "It's Koi Bay. The opportunities there are quite good. When you get there, Husband, your gains will surely be great!"
After signing the marriage contract, they had all logically changed how they addressed him.
Ling Changqing's mind stirred. He wondered what the similarities and differences were between the maps and information on Dragon Soul Valley collected by the Liu Ying Clan and those of the Deep Sea Dragon Race. 'It'd be great if I could take a look.'
'With Flow Shadow Ice Cicada's status, she should be able to get all of the clan's information on this area, right?'
Before he could even speak, dozens of streaks of Escape Light faintly appeared in the distant sky, speeding toward them.
"Hm? That must be Ninth Sister and the others."
Flow Shadow Ice Cicada's expression showed a hint of joy, which was quickly followed by a bit of conflict and hesitation.
"The kind you have a bad relationship with?"
Ling Changqing keenly sensed that sothing was off.
Liu Ying ng Luan explained, "It's not that it's bad, we just don't normally interact much."
With no established friendship, it would be awkward to suggest they team up now; the others might not agree.
Besides, Ling Changqing had already signed a marriage contract with them. This new group of sisters had just arrived—should they be asked to join in as well?
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