Chapter 310.: First Champion
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Abbotess Liang advanced, her spiritual energy parting the sea of men. Nobody dared to step in, cowed by the suppressive aura of a Spirit King. Nobody was brave enough to go up against certain death.
She took barely three steps before she paused. She cocked her head and then smiled in a sickeningly sweet way that was clearly insincere.
Chen Wentian knew why. Long Yifei woke up!
His beautiful disciple stirred in his arms and opened her eyes. She caught the chaotic situation around her and looked at him with a questioning expression.
“Fei’er…” His spiritual voice reached only her, “Don’t panic but we’re in a troublesome situation.”
He turned her around so she could see the abbotess in red, “That crazy hag wants to kidnap you and make you her disciple. She’s a Spirit King so she’s a little tough to deal with. She wanted to take you directly out of the dream array. I managed to stop that but she won’t give up, hence the current situation.”
“Long Yifei!” Abbotess Liang called out, “I am Immortal Fluttering Gown Liang Chuxian, Abbotess of the Sororal Order of Endless Love. I want you to be my legacy disciple! Follow me and you shall reach the Spirit Lord Realm in twenty years. You will reach the Spirit King Realm in another fifty years. I promise it. Supreme power is at your fingertips. All you need to do is come here!”
A legacy disciple was the final disciple that an immortal would take for the rest of their life. A legacy disciple was more important than all other disciples. They were closer to their master than blood relatives, even more precious than direct offspring. It was a truly outrageous declaration.
Chen Wentian silently spoke to Long Yifei again, “See, she’s insanely desperate and won’t take no for answer. You must be confused and wondering what we can do. Don’t worry, your master has taken care of our exit strategy. All I need you to do is talk back to her a little and get the crowd on our side. I’ve already planted agents within them. All they need is a little nudge and they will speak up for you. Do you understand?”
Long Yifei understood. She pinched his side in assent as well as annoyance. Despite the dangerous situation, she remained calm and collected. She was no use to herself or her master otherwise.
His request was easy. She knew how to captivate the hearts and minds of ordinary men. It was a mere side-effect of her existing in this world, it was instinctive and hardly needed any effort.
She left his arms and stood proud and straight. Her glossy black hair dazzled under the morning sun. Her piercing blue flashed with intelligence and determination as she looked around the crowded plaza before focusing on the woman in front. She flicked her wrists, letting her dress flutter in the wind, and showed just a bit of her snow-white skin.
There was a collective sigh as thousands of eyeballs followed her every movement. She barely did anything but it was the most sensual, captivating dance. Already, many of the weak-minded had lost their composure and started drooling.
She cupped her hands together and bowed slightly. It was not a sign of subservience but merely a cursory amount of respect shown to a Spirit King. Her waist barely bent and it was over quickly.
Yet, this simple act sent countless men into an uncontrollable fervor. It had to be said that this half-bow was unimaginably perfect. Her form-fitting dress hugged her ample breasts, flat stomach, narrow hips, and round buttocks. Her thick, supple ass jutted backward in a way that surpassed the wildest imaginations. Her voluminous twin peaks jiggled like the most sensual dream. The deep valley that was her cleavage, the barely noticeable bumps that hinted of nipples underneath, the gravity-defying magic they possessed, it was all a revelation.
When she cast her gaze over the crowd, it was if she was bathing them in divine light. Every direction she turned, thousands of faces blossomed with joy and reverence. Her visage, despite being mostly hidden by a veil, was enough to topple their dignity and trample on their will.
The scene was too powerful. To the young masters and scions around to her, it was a devastating blow that shook their beliefs. The very definition of beauty was challenged. Her body was sculpted by the heavens, her face the reflection of a goddess. She was perfect in every way, the most perfect woman in the Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent and perhaps the world.
When she finally opened her mouth to speak, they all let go in sweet surrender.
“Respected Abbotess Liang…”
A hush swept over the plaza. Nobody dared to move or breathe. Her voice was like a divine melody and they dared not miss a single note. She was their empress. She was their everything. She was delivering a holy sermon. They would trust and obey everything she said.
“My master is Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian. I am a disciple of Ten Thousand Flower Valley. I have no desire to renege on my oaths. Please consider the laws laid down by the Immortal Association. Do not forcibly take me away from my master. Do not covet other’s disciples. Please let us go and perhaps we may establish a partnership between our sects in the future.”
Abbotess Liang blinked, unsure of how to respond. She felt a strange compulsion from Long Yifei’s voice. It seemed impossible that a mere mortal could affect a Spirit King but it was indeed real. She was not prepared for this incomprehensible situation and fell into momentary silence.
While she hesitated, those transformed by Long Yifei’s beauty did not.
A youthful man stepped forward and faced the abbotess. He was tall and elegantly dressed. His handsome face was framed by a noble hair knot and golden ornaments. He exuded class, arrogance, and strength.
“Abbotess Liang!” He called out loudly.
His tone was challenging, confident, courageous. He was going to defend Long Yifei as her first champion. He was going to show everyone that he was most suited to win the marriage-seeking competition.
“My name is Ming He, aged thirty-six, at the lesser realm of Spiritual Awakening. I am a member of the Eastern Light Clan, son of Immortal Light Warder Ming Hai, descendant of Immortal Light of Daybreak Ming Mu. Abbotess Liang, I strongly protest your actions. Snow Fairy Long has clearly displayed her refusal. Do not force her or her master any longer. We are all human cultivators, righteous and dignified. In front of so many gathered heroes, please give us face and do the right thing. Please leave!”
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Abbotess Liang advanced, her spiritual energy parting the sea of men. Nobody dared to step in, cowed by the suppressive aura of a Spirit King. Nobody was brave enough to go up against certain death.
She took barely three steps before she paused. She cocked her head and then smiled in a sickeningly sweet way that was clearly insincere.
Chen Wentian knew why. Long Yifei woke up!
His beautiful disciple stirred in his arms and opened her eyes. She caught the chaotic situation around her and looked at him with a questioning expression.
“Fei’er…” His spiritual voice reached only her, “Don’t panic but we’re in a troublesome situation.”
He turned her around so she could see the abbotess in red, “That crazy hag wants to kidnap you and make you her disciple. She’s a Spirit King so she’s a little tough to deal with. She wanted to take you directly out of the dream array. I managed to stop that but she won’t give up, hence the current situation.”
“Long Yifei!” Abbotess Liang called out, “I am Immortal Fluttering Gown Liang Chuxian, Abbotess of the Sororal Order of Endless Love. I want you to be my legacy disciple! Follow me and you shall reach the Spirit Lord Realm in twenty years. You will reach the Spirit King Realm in another fifty years. I promise it. Supreme power is at your fingertips. All you need to do is come here!”
A legacy disciple was the final disciple that an immortal would take for the rest of their life. A legacy disciple was more important than all other disciples. They were closer to their master than blood relatives, even more precious than direct offspring. It was a truly outrageous declaration.
Chen Wentian silently spoke to Long Yifei again, “See, she’s insanely desperate and won’t take no for answer. You must be confused and wondering what we can do. Don’t worry, your master has taken care of our exit strategy. All I need you to do is talk back to her a little and get the crowd on our side. I’ve already planted agents within them. All they need is a little nudge and they will speak up for you. Do you understand?”
Long Yifei understood. She pinched his side in assent as well as annoyance. Despite the dangerous situation, she remained calm and collected. She was no use to herself or her master otherwise.
His request was easy. She knew how to captivate the hearts and minds of ordinary men. It was a mere side-effect of her existing in this world, it was instinctive and hardly needed any effort.
She left his arms and stood proud and straight. Her glossy black hair dazzled under the morning sun. Her piercing blue flashed with intelligence and determination as she looked around the crowded plaza before focusing on the woman in front. She flicked her wrists, letting her dress flutter in the wind, and showed just a bit of her snow-white skin.
There was a collective sigh as thousands of eyeballs followed her every movement. She barely did anything but it was the most sensual, captivating dance. Already, many of the weak-minded had lost their composure and started drooling.
She cupped her hands together and bowed slightly. It was not a sign of subservience but merely a cursory amount of respect shown to a Spirit King. Her waist barely bent and it was over quickly.
Yet, this simple act sent countless men into an uncontrollable fervor. It had to be said that this half-bow was unimaginably perfect. Her form-fitting dress hugged her ample breasts, flat stomach, narrow hips, and round buttocks. Her thick, supple ass jutted backward in a way that surpassed the wildest imaginations. Her voluminous twin peaks jiggled like the most sensual dream. The deep valley that was her cleavage, the barely noticeable bumps that hinted of nipples underneath, the gravity-defying magic they possessed, it was all a revelation.
When she cast her gaze over the crowd, it was if she was bathing them in divine light. Every direction she turned, thousands of faces blossomed with joy and reverence. Her visage, despite being mostly hidden by a veil, was enough to topple their dignity and trample on their will.
The scene was too powerful. To the young masters and scions around to her, it was a devastating blow that shook their beliefs. The very definition of beauty was challenged. Her body was sculpted by the heavens, her face the reflection of a goddess. She was perfect in every way, the most perfect woman in the Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent and perhaps the world.
When she finally opened her mouth to speak, they all let go in sweet surrender.
“Respected Abbotess Liang…”
A hush swept over the plaza. Nobody dared to move or breathe. Her voice was like a divine melody and they dared not miss a single note. She was their empress. She was their everything. She was delivering a holy sermon. They would trust and obey everything she said.
“My master is Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian. I am a disciple of Ten Thousand Flower Valley. I have no desire to renege on my oaths. Please consider the laws laid down by the Immortal Association. Do not forcibly take me away from my master. Do not covet other’s disciples. Please let us go and perhaps we may establish a partnership between our sects in the future.”
Abbotess Liang blinked, unsure of how to respond. She felt a strange compulsion from Long Yifei’s voice. It seemed impossible that a mere mortal could affect a Spirit King but it was indeed real. She was not prepared for this incomprehensible situation and fell into momentary silence.
While she hesitated, those transformed by Long Yifei’s beauty did not.
A youthful man stepped forward and faced the abbotess. He was tall and elegantly dressed. His handsome face was framed by a noble hair knot and golden ornaments. He exuded class, arrogance, and strength.
“Abbotess Liang!” He called out loudly.
His tone was challenging, confident, courageous. He was going to defend Long Yifei as her first champion. He was going to show everyone that he was most suited to win the marriage-seeking competition.
“My name is Ming He, aged thirty-six, at the lesser realm of Spiritual Awakening. I am a member of the Eastern Light Clan, son of Immortal Light Warder Ming Hai, descendant of Immortal Light of Daybreak Ming Mu. Abbotess Liang, I strongly protest your actions. Snow Fairy Long has clearly displayed her refusal. Do not force her or her master any longer. We are all human cultivators, righteous and dignified. In front of so many gathered heroes, please give us face and do the right thing. Please leave!”
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Abbotess Liang advanced, her spiritual energy parting the sea of men. Nobody dared to step in, cowed by the suppressive aura of a Spirit King. Nobody was brave enough to go up against certain death.She took barely three steps before she paused. She cocked her head and then smiled in a sickeningly sweet way that was clearly insincere.Chen Wentian knew why. Long Yifei woke up!His beautiful disciple stirred in his arms and opened her eyes. She caught the chaotic situation around her and looked at him with a questioning expression.Fei'er His spiritual voice reached only her, Don't panic but we're in a troublesome situation.He turned her around so she could see the abbotess in red, That crazy hag wants to kidnap you and make you her disciple. She's a Spirit King so she's a little tough to deal with. She wanted to take you directly out of the dream array. I managed to stop that but she won't give up, hence the current situation.Long Yifei! Abbotess Liang called out, I am Immortal Fluttering Gown Liang Chuxian, Abbotess of the Sororal Order of Endless Love. I want you to be my legacy disciple! Follow me and you shall reach the Spirit Lord Realm in twenty years. You will reach the Spirit King Realm in another fifty years. I promise it. Supreme power is at your fingertips. All you need to do is come here!A legacy disciple was the final disciple that an immortal would take for the rest of their life. A legacy disciple was more important than all other disciples. They were closer to their master than blood relatives, even more precious than direct offspring. It was a truly outrageous declaration.Chen Wentian silently spoke to Long Yifei again, See, she's insanely desperate and won't take no for answer. You must be confused and wondering what we can do. Don't worry, your master has taken care of our exit strategy. All I need you to do is talk back to her a little and get the crowd on our side. I've already planted agents within them. All they need is a little nudge and they will speak up for you. Do you understand?Long Yifei understood. She pinched his side in assent as well as annoyance. Despite the dangerous situation, she remained calm and collected. She was no use to herself or her master otherwise.His request was easy. She knew how to captivate the hearts and minds of ordinary men. It was a mere side-effect of her existing in this world, it was instinctive and hardly needed any effort.She left his arms and stood proud and straight. Her glossy black hair dazzled under the morning sun. Her piercing blue flashed with intelligence and determination as she looked around the crowded plaza before focusing on the woman in front. She flicked her wrists, letting her dress flutter in the wind, and showed just a bit of her snow-white skin.There was a collective sigh as thousands of eyeballs followed her every movement. She barely did anything but it was the most sensual, captivating dance. Already, many of the weak-minded had lost their composure and started drooling.She cupped her hands together and bowed slightly. It was not a sign of subservience but merely a cursory amount of respect shown to a Spirit King. Her waist barely bent and it was over quickly.Yet, this simple act sent countless men into an uncontrollable fervor. It had to be said that this half-bow was unimaginably perfect. Her form-fitting dress hugged her ample breasts, flat stomach, narrow hips, and round buttocks. Her thick, supple ass jutted backward in a way that surpassed the wildest imaginations. Her voluminous twin peaks jiggled like the most sensual dream. The deep valley that was her cleavage, the barely noticeable bumps that hinted of nipples underneath, the gravity-defying magic they possessed, it was all a revelation.When she cast her gaze over the crowd, it was if she was bathing them in divine light. Every direction she turned, thousands of faces blossomed with joy and reverence. Her visage, despite being mostly hidden by a veil, was enough to topple their dignity and trample on their will.The scene was too powerful. To the young masters and scions around to her, it was a devastating blow that shook their beliefs. The very definition of beauty was challenged. Her body was sculpted by the heavens, her face the reflection of a goddess. She was perfect in every way, the most perfect woman in the Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent and perhaps the world.When she finally opened her mouth to speak, they all let go in sweet surrender.Respected Abbotess LiangA hush swept over the plaza. Nobody dared to move or breathe. Her voice was like a divine melody and they dared not miss a single note. She was their empress. She was their everything. She was delivering a holy sermon. They would trust and obey everything she said.My master is Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian. I am a disciple of Ten Thousand Flower Valley. I have no desire to renege on my oaths. Please consider the laws laid down by the Immortal Association. Do not forcibly take me away from my master. Do not covet other's disciples. Please let us go and perhaps we may establish a partnership between our sects in the future.Abbotess Liang blinked, unsure of how to respond. She felt a strange compulsion from Long Yifei's voice. It seemed impossible that a mere mortal could affect a Spirit King but it was indeed real. She was not prepared for this incomprehensible situation and fell into momentary silence.While she hesitated, those transformed by Long Yifei's beauty did not.A youthful man stepped forward and faced the abbotess. He was tall and elegantly dressed. His handsome face was framed by a noble hair knot and golden ornaments. He exuded class, arrogance, and strength.Abbotess Liang! He called out loudly.His tone was challenging, confident, courageous. He was going to defend Long Yifei as her first champion. He was going to show everyone that he was most suited to win the marriage-seeking competition.My name is Ming He, aged thirty-six, at the lesser realm of Spiritual Awakening. I am a member of the Eastern Light Clan, son of Immortal Light Warder Ming Hai, descendant of Immortal Light of Daybreak Ming Mu. Abbotess Liang, I strongly protest your actions. Snow Fairy Long has clearly displayed her refusal. Do not force her or her master any longer. We are all human cultivators, righteous and dignified. In front of so many gathered heroes, please give us face and do the right thing. Please leave!---Thank you to all my patrons!Support me and read ahead by 5 or even 11 chapters!p atreon.com/kigreenwritingJoin my discord for updates, delays, and my ramblings :d iscord.gg/dY5UApw
