This floating palace had many pavilions and pagodas. Beautiful dancers and flying cranes could be seen.
With their eyes closed, one could hear the songs and musical instruments coming from the buildings. A few powerful rode their spirit beasts and laughed heartily before entering.
“What is this place?” Yiyi frowned.
“A place to talk about love.” Feiyun touched his chin and smiled.
“Why are all the visitors male?”
“Because there are female cultivators versed in dancing and singing, beautiful and talented, enough to satisfy all of them.”
“You took me to a brothel?”
“Don’t use such an unsavory word, the girls here only sell their skills, not their body. Of course, if one is strong enough with enough backings, they can buy anything here. Eighth Prince is in one of them right now, let’s go say hi?”
The duo then entered one of the palaces.
***
Eighth Prince sat inside a floating island with many beauties nearby. Despite being in this envious position, his expression was dark.
A man in fiery armor came over and got on one knee: “Those who saw what happened today have been eliminated… with the exception of War Territory.”
“Don’t worry about them, that scholar can be noisy one but not again. He won’t antagonize us over one mortal-level princess.” The prince uttered coldly.
Fang Tongdao from West Spirit said: “If they’re all dead, then there is no evidence left. We should go to their palace and I’m sure those ancestors will hand over the two princesses. I heard both of them are at the sixth level, your cultivation will rise once you take their yin source.”
The prince smiled after hearing this.
An old man came into the room and bowed toward the prince: “I saw the brat from Crimson just now.”
“Which brat?” The prince was in a bad mood today.
“The one who killed Elder Wu.”
“Oh? Perfect, he’s coming to offer himself on a platter.” The prince laughed.
“That’s not all, there is a godlike girl with him too, as gorgeous as can be.” The old man smiled nefariously.
“More beautiful than the seventh princess of Crimson?” The prince became interested.
“Of course, just like a fairy.”
The prince could wait no longer. He activated his heavenly gaze and searched the palace. It didn’t take long before he saw the two.
His blood coursed faster the moment he saw Xuanyuan Yiyi. He had never seen someone so beautiful and pure before. All of the girls he had slept with were inferior to her one finger.
Was this a gift from heaven?
“Come, I shall meet this beauty myself. I can’t believe there is someone like her in Sixth Central outside of Firmament Fairy.” The prince was overwhelmed with excitement.
He jumped off the island and landed in front of the duo.
Feiyun was sitting on a jade chair. He lifted a green gourd to pour some wine for Yiyi, completely ignoring the prince.
“Brat, this place belongs to the eighth prince now, scram.” A bald man sent the gourd flying with a palm strike. Wine spilled everywhere.
“That’s fine. Yiyi, we’ll go somewhere else.” Feiyun smiled.
“Hold it, I told you to leave, this pretty lady will stay with our prince.” The bald man sneered.
“I’m afraid the pretty lady won’t mingle with the likes of your prince.” Feiyun smiled again.
“Haha!” The cultivators nearby laughed at Feiyun as if he was an idiot.
“There is no women in Sixth Central that our prince can’t get. Brat, stand aside or it’ll be your last day.”
“Boom!” The bald man was sent flying and slammed into a wall, falling unconscious.
Yiyi still sat there with auspicious mists around her. She said: “I’ve never killed before but I will make an exception today if you force me.”
“Good, I like a girl with a little personality.” The prince came forward and reached for her waist. His hand became illusory; this was a high-level technique.
His cultivation wasn’t bad at all.
Feiyun smirked and knew that it was over for him, wanting to harass her. He wondered if Yiyi would actually kill him.
“Whoosh!” Before the prince could touch her, his arm was severed by an energy slash. The severed half flew out with blood gushing everywhere.
“Fucking bitch, how dare you?!” The prince bellowed in pain.
Yiyi didn’t appreciate the comment. Her sword flew out again and struck the prince’s chest. He went flying backward for dozens of meters with an exploded dantian.
She spared him and only crippled his cultivation.
Feiyun saw this and shook his head. While the prince was still flying, he used the power of his Tribulation Break and sent a death tribulation into the prince’s body, ending his life.
“Bam!” The prince fell to the ground, covered in blood from top to bottom. He stopped moving.
The cultivators from his faction didn’t believe that there was someone who didn’t hold back against the prince of Azure.
If something were to happen to him, they would be severely punished.
A female cultivator came and helped him up. Her expression soured as she stammered: “Th-the prince… is dead…”
Everyone started sweating. This girl actually killed their prince!
Yiyi was slightly surprised and glanced over at Feiyun. The guy was still drinking as if this had nothing to o with him.
“We have to cut her to pieces and offer her life as a tribute to the prince’s spirit!” They rushed to kill her.
Various techniques and powers manifested into reality, causing palaces nearby to break down.
“Rumble!” There were paragons in the mix using their tenth-ranked spirit treasure.
Yiyi remained calm and slowly closed her eyes. She used her heart to control her sword. It flew out and released sword slashes, stopping all incoming techniques.
“Pluff!”
“Pluff!”
Each slash caused a cultivator to fall to the ground. The victim was still alive, albeit crippled cultivationally. However, for some reason, they stopped moving forever afterward.
As Feiyun was drinking his wine, someone finally attacked him with a lightning bolt aiming for his forehead.
He raised one finger and the lightning bolt suddenly reversed its course, tearing its master into several pieces.
“It’s all because of this half-demon, kill him!” The paragon wearing fiery armor attacked Feiyun.
The latter smirked and used his Cosmic Seal to reduce this cultivator into mincemeat.
Cultivators from West Spirit tried to run but Feiyun blocked their path.
“Where are you going, Sixth Prince?” He asked menacingly.
Fang Tongdao and the others became startled.
“Feng Feiyun, your death is near since you have killed the eighth prince of Azure.” Fang Tongdao coldly uttered.
“He deserves more than death. Don’t you know who the lady is? So blind to not even recognize the saintess of Aquamoon.” Feiyun chuckled.
“Aquamoon Saintess?!” His opponents turned pale.
As the saying goes – there is always a higher mountain. Azure Faction was domineering but Aquamoon Paradise wouldn’t give a damn.
The guy was right, the prince deserved more than death for this!
“You… you tricked him…” Fang Tongdao trembled and nearly dropped to the ground.
“Hmph, you tried to do the same with the seventh princess.” Feiyun shook his head and acted disappointed: “Next time, be smarter. Wait, there won’t be a next time. Bye now.”
“Kill him!” They attack him with everything they got, obliterating everything along the way.
