Chapter 99

The sky was clear like a sheet of blue paper, with a few thin clouds, as if melted by the sunlight, drifting slowly in the breeze.

A pair of delicate hands, fair as jade, reflected against the green waves, appearing almost transparent. Her black hair was styled into a princess bun, adorned with a pearl hairpin that had a dangling tassel.

Her eyebrows were finely drawn, long and elegant, and her eyes sparkled like stars.

Her skin was as white as snow, her waist slender, and her brows carried a natural coldness.

The sight was enough to make one's heart race, for there was such a beautiful woman in the world. Even though she was veiled, her unapproachable aura made him feel a surge of desire to conquer her.

The speed at which this feeling arose left him unprepared.

He recited moral principles in his heart to dispel all杂念, and Yang Qifeng's infatuated eyes returned to clarity. He glanced around, and saw that the others were looking at her with burning eyes.

He connected his divine sense to the ring and communicated with the Qianlan Demon God, saying, "Has she cultivated the soul-stirring power?"

Yang Qifeng suspected this because he hadn't even seen her face fully, yet she had such an impact on him. He considered himself a man of strong will, but he still had doubts.

"Your will is not firm, don't doubt randomly. I can tell you accurately, no," the Qianlan Demon God replied coldly to Yang Qifeng.

Yang Qifeng smiled bitterly, speechless, but he soon found comfort.

Because the people around him were even worse. Whether human, demon, or dragon, this Third Princess was irresistible to all.

Yang Qifeng couldn't help but wonder, how does she compare to the Moon Palace's Chang'e?

Don't compare Yang Qifeng to Chang'e; that name is too great.

In his previous life, he had heard countless legends about her, but the most common was the title of the most beautiful woman in the world.

In this world, where mythological figures all existed, Yang Qifeng felt a curiosity about Chang'e.

He made up his mind that one day, when he could laugh and walk freely in the world, he must go to the Moon Palace to see Chang'e and witness her beauty.

"Second Brother, you are well. You said you would visit the Western Sea Dragon Palace after finishing your business," the woman's voice was gentle, not cold, but approachable, and the coldness in her brows had quietly faded.

"The True Lord's visit will surely please Father. He will hold a grand feast for three months," the man was delighted and immediately agreed, not treating it as mere politeness.

"It's not convenient to speak here, please come inside?" The servant gave a look, and the man immediately understood, gesturing for her to enter.

The woman lifted her lotus-like steps, and in two steps, she had disappeared from Yang Qifeng's sight, making his eyes narrow.

"This is the supreme power of 'Shrinking the Earth into an Inch.' In terms of level, it is even higher than my Golden Crow Transformation technique," but he soon calmed down. The number of people who cultivate 'Shrinking the Earth into an Inch' is vast, but how many can truly achieve it?

Only a few who can look down on the world, laugh at the风云, and reside beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"Truly worthy of being the sister of the Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord, a famous beauty of the three realms, her beauty is so captivating that I have no words to describe it."

"Yes," someone immediately agreed.

But this sentence triggered Yang Qifeng's thoughts.

His expression was solemn, lost in thought. Hearing the name Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord again, a familiar feeling lingered in his heart, unable to be dispelled.

After a long time, about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly realized.

After going through all the memories in his mind, he realized that the Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord was none other than the famous figure.

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian!

He hadn't realized it because the name Erlang Shen was too deeply ingrained in his mind.

He had completely forgotten that Erlang Shen was just a nickname, and the official title given by the Heavenly Court was Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord.

The Lord of Yinglong City would absolutely not call him Erlang Shen.

Since the Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord is Erlang Shen Yang Jian, it's easy to deduce the identity of the woman from her words.

Third Princess! Third Lady!

Compared to her name Third Lady, calling her Third Princess is more appropriate now.

Third Lady is the name given to her after she fell in love with a mortal and had a child.

Without marriage and children, how can she be called a mother?

Liu Yanchang is still in some corner, undergoing reincarnation. This era belongs to the Monkey, not Liu Shenxiang.

"The Precious Lotus Lantern, such a treasure, is beyond my reach," Yang Qifeng sighed inwardly. Knowing her identity, how could he not have thoughts about the Precious Lotus Lantern?

But unfortunately, he had the thoughts, but no way to realize them.

She is not an easy opponent, with a very strong background. The Lord of Yinglong City, who was so humble, was not bowing to her strength but to her background.

Otherwise, with similar strength, how could he be so submissive, like a servant?

As the crowd dispersed, Yang Qifeng took out a map to find his lodging.

This encounter was destined to be a mere interlude.

Whether it's the Precious Lotus Lantern or the Third Princess, they are both too far from Yang Qifeng.

Out of reach, the vast power gap, like a chasm, separates them, preventing any interaction.

Although he despised the relationship between immortals and mortals, he genuinely admired Liu Yanchang's rise.

This is a classic case of a commoner rising to become a wealthy and beautiful woman's husband.

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