The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 117 - 85 Generous Lu Fei_2

Chapter 117: Chapter 85 Generous Lu Fei_2

Lu Fei of the Demon’s Desire Gate seemed to notice Qi Yuan’s fervent gaze.

She turned towards Qi Yuan, gazing back at him invitingly: "Little brother Qi Yuan, your constant staring is making your sister shy. Why not visit my room tonight? I’ll let you look to your heart’s content."

As she spoke, she intentionally fluffed her chest, rewarding Qi Yuan with a grand show of femininity.

Her words grabbed everyone’s attention.

All eyes turned towards Qi Yuan and Lu Fei, wearing amused expressions.

Among them, a female swordsman from Suspended Mountain, looked at Qi Yuan with a hint of contempt.

Qi Yuan paid no heed to these looks, instead, a joyous grin spread across his face: "Really?"

He welcomed this with open arms.

Lu Fei paused momentarily, then her smile deepened: "Sister is waiting for brother."

She was somewhat bewildered. Was the Chief Disciple of the Seven-Color Peak really so straightforward?

Well, that made things easier.

She enjoyed using her body’s esteems to toy with these arrogant men in the palm of her hands.

Just then, a commanding voice rang out: "Is everyone here?"

Outside of the grand hall, a man clad in a white robe slowly entered.

On his back, he carried a longsword.

He stood, as if bathed in light.

Everyone in the scene knew that this was an effect of his Cultivation Method.

The man was the infamous Polang, with the eighteenth prince closely following him like a servant.

Every gaze from the princes, and even the cultivators, fell onto Polang, their eyes sketched with worry.

Afterall, the Palace of Light was an outside influence.

People were largely opposed towards them.

Qi Yuan also stared at Polang with a fiery gaze.

Because to him, this was the true moonlight.

Compared to Polang, Lu Fei didn’t even qualify.

Polang glanced over at everyone, his gaze lingered on Qi Yuan and Fulu Kang, finally resting on Kang Fulu, paused for a few moments, and then averted his eyes.

Polang, standing in his rightful place, said nothing more.

However, everyone within his vicinity could feel an immense pressure emanating from him.

Qi Yuan, on the other hand, remained calm. One moment glaring at Polang, the other at Lu Fei.

He needed to keep a close eye on these two moons. Otherwise, if they were to slip away, he’d need to go and find them at the Cremation Yard.

Qi Yuan’s heated gaze attracted many spectators within the hall.

Polang was rather unpleased with Qi Yuan’s gaze, he severely glared back at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with murderous intention: "I’ll remember you, Qi Yuan of the Sect of Divine Light!"

The Elderly Divine Light Sect-establised First, was Kang Fulu.

And the other one, was Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan, of course, noticed the murderous intention from Polang’s eyes.

This angered him somewhat.

I merely glanced at him and he harbors killing intent towards me?

Just as little sister said, the Palace of Light is overly arrogant, nothing but hypocrites.

Look at the moonlight from Demon’s Desire Gate, when Qi Yuan laid his gaze on her, she even invited Qi Yuan to her room tonight.

The people of the Demon’s Desire Gate, were indeed broad-minded.

Kang Fulu stepped forward after hearing Polang’s words: "The Palace of light, always so domineering. So you’re Polang?

I am the son-in-law of the Sect Master of Divine Light, a closed-door disciple of the Peak Master of Five Radiance Peak, Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator Kang Fulu; the person you need to remember is me!"

A strong aura emanated from Kang Fulu.

Polang squinted his eyes: "Interesting."

After that, he said no more.

Being in limelight of the Eastern Land Star rankings, why would he waste his breath to talk to a provincial Foundation Establishment.

Entering the Heavenly Dragon fairyland, a single sword strike would suffice.

Kang Fulu gave Qi Yuan a glance: "Junior brother, with your senior here, I wouldn’t allow Polang to run rampant!"

"Thank you, senior brother." Receiving his senior brother’s support, Qi Yuan’s attention was completely divided between Polang and Lu Fei, his gaze jumping back and forth between them.

Kang Fulu saw this and sighed in resignation.

Meanwhile, the female swordsman from the Suspended Mountain glanced at Qi Yuan from time to time, her gaze wavering between hesitation and contempt.

Everyone assembled in the grand hall.

At that moment, a shrill voice resonated.

"His Majesty has arrived."

Those in the courtyard, immersed in their low-whispered conversations, all looked up.

With the aid of a gorgeously dressed and beautiful woman, came the slowly advancing Emperor of Dashang nation.

He coughed as he walked, pale-faced and frail. He looked as if he would pass away at any moment.

Qi Yuan glanced at the Emperor.

[This is a regular Emperor, heavily wounded and densely ill. According to the norm, he only has about a month left to live.]

This was an old Emperor nearing the end of his life, frail and on the brink of death, lacking in any sense of majesty an Emperor should have.

"Paying respects to your Majesty, your Highness."

The attendees bowed, showing basic manners.

"Koff koff..." The Emperor of Dashang nation gave a glance at everyone, but just standing there for a few moments already induced shortness of breath. The Empress helped him to sit in the Dragon throne.

The Empress of Dashang sat beside him, emitting a far greater aura than the Emperor himself: "Two days from now, the Heavenly Dragon fairy-land will open, and the Dragon Seizing battle shall begin."

"Inside the Heavenly Dragon fairy-land, there are numerous treasures."

The rules of the Dragon Seizing clash are simple. Whoever recovers the most valuable treasure will be the...future Emperor of Dashang nation!"

The Empress was concise, not one to make long speeches.

After her brief statement, the Princes in attendance began breathing heavily.

Some princes clenched their fists, others wore grim expressions, and some seemed indifferent, without hope for the Dragon Seizing clash.

Even Dongxian was a little agitated.

He too, wished to be the Emperor of Dashang nation!

"His Majesty’s health isn’t quite up to the mark, so please take your leave." The Empress came swiftly and departed briskly. The Emperor of Dashang nation did not get a chance to officially say anything before exiting.