Qingqiu Lake.
The clear green waters stretch endlessly, wrapped in a misty expanse.
A small silver boat drifts along the lake, creating layers of ripples, reminiscent of a white swan.
Coo, coo, coo.
Its curved neck sings to the sky.
White feathers float on the green water.
Red webbed feet paddle through the clear waves.
.....
Red Dust Celestial Ship.
Myriad Phenona Realm.
Amidst the endless peach forest, Zhou Chen felt a deep appreciation for the wonders of the Creator.
Bai Zhanying, with her pure white hair, is indeed a proud daughter of the Divine Beast White Tiger Race.
A proud daughter with white hair!
The myriad laws, the Three Thousand Dao, different people, different paths, seeing the world through different eyes.
Truly, it did not deceive .
Zhou Chen set himself a modest goal.
Others aid to earn a billion.
Zhou Chen aid to cultivate a billion paths.
By now, he had experienced over a hundred thousand Dao, but he was still far from his modest goal.
The Divine Beast White Tiger Race is indeed extraordinary.
There’s a phrase that goes, Dragon’s Pool and Tiger’s Cave.
It is indeed revealing.
"You’ve lost!"
Holding the proud daughter of the White Tiger Race, Bai Zhanying, in his arms, Zhou Chen whispered in her ear:
"So, do you admit defeat?"
Bai Zhanying, as if carved from crystal ivory, her dazzlingly white skin flushed with a rosy hue, her graceful swan-like neck raised in defiance, speckled with hickeys.
"Humph, shaless!"
Bai Zhanying’s gaze was stubborn; even though Zhou Chen had made her cry, with swollen eyes and tear-streaked face, she still refused to concede.
This big scoundrel is truly detestable.
How dare he humiliate her so.
Bai Zhanying’s beautiful red lips quivered with rage, her body trembling, she looked down upon her peers, always above them, never had she been so embarrassed and repressed.
Especially feeling the searing sensations before and behind her.
It made her feel even more ashad and humiliated.
How she longed to slap Zhou Chen, this wicked man who played with her.
"Shaless? My teeth are strong, I can eat anything, even soft rice can be chewed hard!"
Zhou Chen held her weaknesses in his grasp, compensating for her deficiencies, smiling slightly:
"However, your only tough spot is this mouth of yours!"
"Eat until you’re dead!"
Hearing Zhou Chen say he had strong teeth, Bai Zhanying, not knowing what ca to mind, blushed deeply, closing her eyes and letting Zhou Chen do as he pleased.
Thinking of when Zhou Chen consud her...
She bit her lip, turned her head, and stayed silent.
Seeing Bai Zhanying ignoring him, despite his manipulations, Zhou Chen chuckled, unbothered.
Bai Zhanying was unaware of the unique allure she portrayed in this manner.
n love a sense of novelty.
Many sycophantic n don’t understand why their idols end up wearing the hat.
They believe if they had their idol, they would cherish her with utmost devotion, fearing she’d slip from their hand, or dissolve in their mouth.
But truly, if they really got what they wanted, they wouldn’t think that way.
Every goddess has a man who’s fed up to the point of nausea behind her.
No matter how beautiful the goddess.
Over ti, the man will tire.
Just like how as a child, you longed for another child’s toy, even though your ho had better and more precious toys.
Still, you wanted what belonged to others.
First, because it belonged to soone else.
Second, because you hadn’t played with it before...
"When will you let go?"
Another day had passed; watching Zhou Chen still fiddling with her, Bai Zhanying couldn’t help but speak.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhou Chen glared at her, snapping: "Haven’t I made you comfortable?"
Bai Zhanying: "..."
Damn creature!
"We’ll talk when I’m bored!"
Zhou Chen added.
Bai Zhanying: "..."
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Zhou Chen’s brow furrowed; within his Wind and Moon Treasure Mirror appeared a silhouette.
Following.
A second.
A third.
"What happened?"
Zhou Chen’s consciousness swept across these figures; though he’d known them for less than a month, his cultivation level ensured he would not forget.
He rembered their distinctive features, whether they were lush or sparse, whatever their form was, Zhou Chen recalled it clearly.
"Ying Susu, Ying Hong dicine, Ying Mulan...."
"Did sothing happen in the Great Eagle Dynasty? How did all these people, who had risen to the rank of King, suddenly die? Did they encounter a Martial Emperor-level enemy?"
Zhou Chen’s brows furrowed, while he had no real feelings for these won, they at least knew each other well.
They shared a deep bond akin to Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya.
Zhou Chen’s Primordial Spirit ca before them, gazing at the Wind and Moon Atlas, directly bestowing them with Divine Enthronent.
Ying Susu, Ying Hong dicine, and Ying Mulan were initially at Peak Dharma Cultivation, and under Zhou Chen’s support, awakened their Emperor’s Bloodline, advancing to King.
But only to Early-Stage King.
After the Divine Enthronent.
Their cultivation reached King Peak, still shy of Martial Emperor.
Zhou Chen wasn’t surprised.
Despite the massive support from the Wind and Moon Atlas, the gap widens the further one progresses; jumping from Early-Stage King to Martial Emperor is evidently impossible.
"Young Master Zhou!?"
"Where is this? Weren’t we dead?"
Ying Susu and the other two won were full of confusion, especially with their cultivation suddenly skyrocketing; it felt like a dream.
"You’ll discover the rest in ti; how did you die?"
Zhou Chen curiously asked.
"Young Master Zhou, just a few days ago, countless monsters surged out from the Mist Forest, they were endless, unbelievably nurous, more terrifying than a Beast Tide!"
Recalling the dense scene, Ying Susu shook with fear:
"We have no idea where these monsters ca from; everything in their path is wiped out, all living beings are devoured by them."
"Everything they pass turns to debris and sand, not a single blade of grass remains. The Great Eagle Dynasty has fallen, and other nearby dynasties will likely also fall!"
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