The many beautiful women were all dumbfounded. Not long ago, he had been touching and grabbing them, taking every advantage, but now he was speaking so seriously, telling them to behave themselves.
They had seen shameless people before, but never one as shameless as this.
However, these women dared not offend this honored guest of the Zhoutian Clan. They could only shoot him a hateful glance before quietly withdrawing.
At the same time, the demonic-looking young man stood up tall. Ignoring the dumbfounded gazes of everyone, he smiled towards Abenue, his handsome features exceptionally outstanding. "Greetings, Fairy. It is my honor to meet you. The Buddha once said that five hundred glances in a past life are exchanged for one meeting in this life. To be able to see you today, Fairy, I believe we must have experienced countless glances and brushes of the shoulder in our past lives."
"Our meeting today is an honor in itself."
Having said that, he gracefully walked past everyone and arrived beside Abenue. He extended a hand, his manner humble and courteous, appearing extremely gentlemanly, which caused the somewhat stunned Abenue to involuntarily extend her delicate hand.
The demonic-looking young man took the jade-smooth hand, bent down, and actually went to kiss the back of Abenue's hand, seeking to steal a kiss.
Abenue snapped back to her senses, withdrawing her hand as fast as lightning. Her dark golden eyes coldly regarded the other party as she released a trace of extremely terrifying pressure. "What is the meaning of this?"
Not to mention Abenue, even Ye Chen, Zhou Yun, and the others were dumbfounded. Ye Chen especially frowned, showing displeasure.
This person was simply a playboy, shameless and brazen, trying to take advantage of Abenue on their first meeting.
Moreover, he felt this guy was similar to Will—the tone, the lines for picking up girls—the more he listened, the more it sounded like Will.
But Will was inside the Reverse Slaughter Emperor Realm.
Seeing Ye Chen's expression turn sour, Zhou Yun hurriedly transmitted via voice, "Fellow Daoist Qian, please remain calm. This person's temperament is indeed very strange."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, his face somber. Fortunately, having experienced Will and the Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor, he already had some immunity. Otherwise, if it were someone else, seeing this person flirt so brazenly with Abenue by his side, they would likely go mad.
Even so, he felt some anger in his heart. However, for the sake of the Dragon Soul Grass, he couldn't lose his temper immediately.
He looked at Abenue and directly transmitted, "Abenue, if you can't bear it, you can find an excuse to leave. I'll think of a way to obtain this Dragon Soul Grass for you."
Abenue had rarely experienced such a situation. Her beautiful brows slightly furrowed before she transmitted back, "Master, I can still endure it."
The demonic-looking young man wasn't angry that Abenue avoided him. He just smiled faintly. "Fairy, please don't take offense. This is our Western etiquette, a gesture of closeness. There's no other meaning!"
Of course, the other three naturally didn't believe his words.
Ye Chen looked at the demonic-looking young man and got straight to the point. "Fellow Daoist Long, I am Qian. I've heard you possess Dragon Soul Grass. I hope you can trade it with me. You can state your conditions. As long as they are suitable, I am willing to accept."
Naturally, Ye Chen didn't say he would spare no cost, keeping something in reserve because he wasn't clear what this demonic-looking young man actually wanted.
"Good. I want this Fairy."
The demonic-looking young man was surprisingly straightforward, pointing at Abenue. "As long as you give this Fairy to me to be my 'three companions' for a hundred years, the Dragon Soul Grass is yours."
"Three companions?"
The few of them were somewhat stunned. What were the 'three companions'?
Only Ye Chen frowned slightly because he had spent more time with Will and understood more.
The demonic-looking young man slowly curled his lips into a lewd smile. "The so-called 'three companions' are to accompany chatting, accompany playing, and accompany sleeping—oh, accompany cultivating."
But no matter how you looked at it, these 'three companions' were anything but ordinary.
Ye Chen's expression darkened. He could see the underlying meaning. He immediately stood up, pulling Abenue away as he said coldly, "Apologies. She will not be a 'three companion.' We don't want this Dragon Soul Grass."
If Abenue were to truly act as a 'three companion,' regardless of whether Abenue was willing, Ye Chen would be the first to oppose it.
"Fellow Daoist Qian—"
Zhou Yun also stood up, calling out urgently.
The demonic-looking young man had originally thought the other party was determined to get the Dragon Soul Grass and would surely get his wish. He never expected Ye Chen to directly refuse. He was stunned on the spot and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, no need to leave in such a hurry. A hundred years won't do? Then ninety years? Eighty? Fifty? Ten? Damn it, even one year won't do? At least a month, right? This is already a very low standard—just have her be my 'three companion' for a month. Damn it, don't push your luck. This is my bottom line. Alright, alright, just three days, that should be fine, right?"
Zhou Yun felt like he was about to vomit blood. Ye Chen wasn't bargaining; instead, this demonic-looking young man kept lowering his own standards, from the initial hundred years to the final three days—a world of difference. Did he even have a bottom line?
However, this also ignited a sliver of hope in him. He looked at Ye Chen eagerly. "Fellow Daoist Qian, Fellow Daoist Long is willing to relax the condition to just three days. This is a great opportunity. If you want to obtain the Dragon Soul Grass, you absolutely must not miss it."
In Zhou Yun's eyes, although Abenue was beautiful, the Dragon Soul Grass was a rare, priceless treasure. Just three days as a 'three companion' was an extremely worthwhile deal.
But Ye Chen's expression was icy. "Apologies. Not to mention three days, even half an hour is not possible. Disi is my good friend. Although the Dragon Soul Grass is important, Disi is more important to me. Fellow Daoist Zhou Yun, thank you for arranging this. Although the transaction was unsuccessful, I will later send a seventh-rank pill as thanks. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
Indeed, for him, the Dragon Soul Grass was certainly important—it gave Abenue great hope of achieving pure-blooded True Dragon status. But ultimately, all of this was for Abenue.
If obtaining the Dragon Soul Grass required sacrificing Abenue herself, it was something he was unwilling to see.
"Master!"
Abenue looked at Ye Chen gratefully. To encounter a master worth following in this lifetime was the fortune of her life.
Zhou Yun looked at Ye Chen, never expecting Fellow Daoist Qian to be such a principled person, unwilling to agree even to such conditions. Although it was a pity the transaction didn't succeed, he felt this person was also worth befriending—at the very least, he wouldn't betray a friend.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yun cupped his hands towards Ye Chen with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Qian, since the transaction is unsuccessful, nothing counts. There's no need to send any pill. If there's a chance to share a drink another day, that would be Zhou's good fortune."
Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, then let out a hearty laugh. "Good!"
As for the demonic-looking young man, from start to finish, he never expected such favorable conditions to be rejected by Ye Chen. He was somewhat dumbfounded. "Damn, this guy is so much like that kid Ye Chen."
Ye Chen was startled and looked at the demonic-looking young man. "You said you know Ye Chen?"
Abenue also looked over, and even Zhou Yun did the same.
The current Ye Chen, also known as the Battle Saint King of the Sealed Universe, was being hunted with bounties all over the world by the Eight Great Emperor Clans and the Immortal Race, even alarming the Ancient Monarchs.
This strange-tempered Fellow Daoist Long actually knew that Battle Saint King?
The demonic-looking young man seemed not at all afraid of being associated with Ye Chen. He stood up tall, hands behind his back, adopting the haughty attitude of a lofty expert. He slightly raised his head to look upwards, as if carrying a faint sense of melancholy and vicissitude, sighing, "Naturally. Back when this young master was proudly overlooking the myriad heavens and roaming the Chaos Sea, that kid was my little brother for a while. Later, I left. I just never expected that snot-nosed, bare-bottomed brat who used to follow behind me would grow to this point, famous throughout the Ten Heavens Ancient Domain. It's truly emotional. Such is the work of time and fate."
Ye Chen frowned. He instinctively suspected this person before him didn't know him at all because, in this life or the last, he had never followed such a person.
Zhou Yun, however, was dumbfounded. Even the Battle Saint King had followed behind him? Just who was this person?
Abenue looked at Ye Chen, then at the demonic-looking young man, also feeling suspicious.
But right now, the demonic-looking young man, no matter how you looked, resembled a mysterious lofty expert, carrying that faint sigh, standing aloof. This immediately made Zhou Yun believe a bit more, and even Abenue couldn't help but transmit, "Master, is he really your senior, a great worthy?"
He's a damn worthy!
Three black lines appeared on Ye Chen's forehead. Then he thought of a person and immediately understood who the other party was. He felt both joy and speechlessness, his face darkening as he said, "No, this guy is just deceiving you. But if I'm not mistaken, he is indeed someone I know."
"Who?" Abenue asked curiously. Did her master really know this guy?
"A damn longworm as lewd and shameless as Will," Ye Chen said.
Then he said to Zhou Yun, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I've decided not to leave for now. But I hope to have a private talk with this fellow daoist. Is that possible?"
Zhou Yun understood the meaning in Ye Chen's words. He looked at him somewhat strangely. Just a moment ago, he was angrily about to leave with Abenue; now he wanted to stay and have a private talk with the demonic-looking young man. It was indeed rather odd, but he didn't connect him with the Battle Saint King. He nodded and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Qian wishes it, Zhou naturally won't refuse. However, please, for Zhou's sake, do not resort to force. The Zhoutian Clan does not permit robbery or theft within its grounds."
Clearly, he was somewhat worried Ye Chen might use any means necessary to obtain the Dragon Soul Grass.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please rest assured. I know my limits," Ye Chen said with a faint smile.
"Good!"
"Fellow Daoist Long, Fellow Daoist Qian wishes for a private talk. I'll take my leave first. Please speak properly." Zhou Yun cupped his hands towards the demonic-looking young man.
The demonic-looking young man didn't object either. He looked thoughtfully at Ye Chen, seemingly somewhat puzzled as to why he suddenly decided to stay.
After Zhou Yun left, Ye Chen directly flicked his sleeve, sealing off the entire great hall. The outside world could no longer probe anything within the hall.