"Everyone, go back. I've already occupied this place."
These words shocked the young geniuses of the Myriad Domains even more than Ye Chen raising his hand to annihilate Junwei Young Master's attack. Wind Heaven City had actually been occupied by this young man before them.
How could Wind Heaven City have been occupied so quickly? They had been gathering information along the way and learned that no other prodigy had made a move on this Wind Heaven City yet, which was why they had come.
But when had this clear-eyed, handsome-looking man occupied it? And who exactly was he?
Everyone vaguely felt that this person was familiar, yet they couldn't recognize his identity. Because Ye Chen appeared very calm and composed at the moment. Although he hadn't performed any heaven-replacing earth-shifting techniques, without his distinctive golden blood energy and domineering aura being released, few could recognize who he was.
"Who are you? What gives you the right to say Wind Heaven City is occupied by you?" Nine-Colored Princess spoke, her shimmering gaze shifting as she stared at Ye Chen, appearing both cold and enchanting.
Ye Chen did not answer. Beside him, the Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor had long since enlarged its form, shaking its head and wagging its tail, grinning and drooling. Its eyes were fixed on Nine-Colored Princess's chest, buttocks, and other curvaceous areas, clicking its tongue in admiration and drooling as it said, "Little sister, who he is isn't important, but this Dragon Lord can guarantee that as long as you submit to me, I'll let you into the city immediately. How about it?"
Seeing this peculiar draconic beast staring at her with lustful eyes, Nine-Colored Princess couldn't help but feel disgusted. Her phoenix-like eyes narrowed sharply as she coldly shouted, "What are you looking at, you filthy worm? One more glance and this princess will gouge your eyes out."
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a fiery-tempered little lass. But I like it." The Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor chuckled with a grin, its smile as lecherous as could be, making Nine-Colored Princess so furious she nearly spat blood. What kind of thing was this, daring to look at her so brazenly?
In the Ancient Kingdom she came from, she was a dazzling pearl, the focus of attention and importance. All the prodigies and talents in that Ancient Kingdom admired and revered her. She had never received such treatment before.
A group of young geniuses looked at this draconic beast with curiosity. They had never seen such a peculiar draconic beast, one that dared to flirt with Nine-Colored Princess. This was the first time in so many years.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a dragon as suave and handsome as me?" The Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor curled its lips with a look of disdain.
The group of geniuses couldn't help but purse their lips. Suave and handsome was the last thing it was. They had just never seen such a shameless dragon before.
Junwei Young Master ignored this bastard dragon and instead looked at Ye Chen. Even someone as powerful as him now wore a grave expression on his handsome face.
Because he could sense that from Ye Chen's body, there was a faint hint of danger, as if within this handsome youth lay a vast, unimaginable power of the Great Dao.
"Who are you?"
Junwei Young Master asked solemnly, his tone grave.
Ye Chen said, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that this Wind Heaven City already belongs to me. You can either leave or enter the city by paying a certain price."
"A price?" All the young geniuses laughed, finding Ye Chen's words ridiculous. They shook their heads with amused smiles. Nine-Colored Princess coldly added, "Kid, no matter who you are, you should know who he is—Junwei Young Master. And now you still dare to ask Junwei Young Master for so-called payment?"
Ye Chen didn't even glance at Nine-Colored Princess, making this beautiful, ethereal princess feel as if she had punched cotton—utterly powerless. She gritted her silver teeth in frustration.
"What price?" Unexpectedly, Junwei Young Master actually asked.
Ye Chen didn't answer. The Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor directly spoke up, teasing with a flirtatious grin, "Just be this Lord's bed-warmer, and that'll do."
"You damned worm, I'll fight you to the death!" Nine-Colored Princess was furious. She had never seen someone—no, a bug—so shameless and despicable.
The Corpse Devouring Insect Emperor had somehow procured a stone chair and sat there in a human-like, beast-like posture, crossing its legs and leaning back against the chair. It crooked a finger, grinning as it said, "Come on then. If you don't dare, you're the mother of my son."
"Ah!" Nine-Colored Princess was truly going mad. Was there really such a rogue, bastard creature?
If Wind Heaven City hadn't activated its protective city barrier, she would have charged forward to give this damned rogue dragon a thorough beating and stew it until well-done.
"One Heaven and Earth Treasure of seven thousand years, ten jin of Saint Lord-grade divine materials, and three Fifth Grade pills per person. That should suffice," Ye Chen spoke.
That should suffice?
Everyone's eyes widened. This was 'suffice'? It was practically filling the sky with demands.
A seven-thousand-year Heaven and Earth Treasure could already extend one's lifespan to some extent. Saint Lord-grade divine materials were exceedingly precious, and Fifth Grade pills were the same. Even an ordinary Saint would have to spend nearly their entire fortune for such items. And this guy actually had the nerve to make such exorbitant demands.
Even Junwei Young Master furrowed his sword-like brows. His eyes were sharp and intimidating when opened, carrying a powerful kingly majesty. Wisps of purple energy flowed around his entire body as he stared at Ye Chen and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist, aren't you being a bit too greedy?"
"I don't think so," Ye Chen replied indifferently. "Either pay the price or leave."
"Kid, do you know who he is? He is Junwei Young Master, a king of his generation. Knowing that, do you still dare to speak to Junwei Young Master like this?" Another person spoke up, once again emphasizing Junwei Young Master's kingly status.
Ye Chen said coldly, "Not to mention a king, even if a True King came, it would be the same."
The geniuses were stunned. This young man really had an enormous tone. Even if a True King came, it would be the same? Those were the most supreme, peerless geniuses. If one came, would they even speak to you like this? They would directly crush their way in.
They had heard some news earlier—those peerless True Kings were each terrifyingly fierce, directly attacking ancient cities alone. Some had indeed broken through the protective city barriers and taken residence.
Such supreme combat power far surpassed even kings. Otherwise, why would they waste words with this youth before them? They would just attack directly.
Junwei Young Master's handsome face darkened. "Fine. Since Fellow Daoist speaks thus, I too would like to see if Wind Heaven City's protective barrier is truly that stable."
Boom—
He stepped forward, and a divine bell directly appeared in his hand. It shimmered with seven-colored radiance—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple—flowing and shining as if cloaked in a rainbow. Moreover, it rippled with the most powerful, vast Saint might, fully awakening in Junwei Young Master's hand.
"Junwei Young Master is going to forcefully break through the protective city barrier and enter the city!" The more than thirty prodigy geniuses beside him all exclaimed in awe, their gazes blazing with fervor.