Chapter 10

There were more than a hundred people, each dressed in luxurious fur clothing and carrying splendid weapons.

In the middle of the group, there were over a dozen large sleighs.

Everyone had bright eyes, healthy skin, and a proud demeanor, not at all like evil people.

"Hey... here, here, take me away from here..."

Yang Dingtian rushed forward, standing in the middle of the road they were about to pass, waving his hands frantically and blocking the path of the group.

The warriors in the group were riding their horses at a gallop, not expecting a wild man to suddenly rush out and wave his hands frantically.

"Stop!"

"Prepare for combat!"

The lead knight, dressed in brocade, waved his hand, and the entire group came to an abrupt halt. Then, dozens of special crossbows instantly aimed at Yang Dingtian.

The lead knight, with eyes like arrows, stared at Yang Dingtian and said coldly, "Who are you? Why are you blocking our path? Are you not afraid of death?"

This was a very heroic young man, and his gaze from atop his horse was full of arrogance as he looked at Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian suppressed his immense excitement, took a few breaths, and then shouted in the language of the Maori, as part of his plan to pretend to be a Maori savage.

Before the knight on horseback could respond, a clear and pleasant voice came from one of the ornate sleighs behind him.

"Ximen Yan, why have you stopped? Who is shouting up ahead?" This was the voice of a very young woman, speaking quickly, as if each word was filled with impatience.

The face of the knight in brocade immediately became extremely respectful, and his eyes became fiery and dreamy, as if each word of the woman's voice struck his heart. His name should be Ximen Yan.

"Miss, a Maori savage has blocked our path, and I don't know what he is saying," Ximen Yan said, his voice both fiery and respectful.

"Maori savage? There are still Maori savages? Weren't they already extinct?" The woman's impatient voice suddenly became slightly excited, and then she said, "I'll take a look!"

Then, she pushed open the door of the sleigh and stepped out.

A girl like a flame! Yang Dingtian's eyes widened the moment he saw her; she was a beautiful woman.

Moreover, she was a legendary beauty with a childlike face and a mature body.

Her exquisite, snow-white face was as if carved from jade by the heavens. Her beautiful, large eyes were full of wildness, and her delicate nose was followed by a cherry-red mouth that made one want to kiss it.

Her face looked like that of a teenager, but her body below was incredibly mature and alluring. Her curvaceous figure, with a prominent chest and a shapely waist, was more exquisite than that of any mature woman.

Her breasts were like towering mountains, almost the most prominent Yang Dingtian had ever seen. Her slim waist could be held with one hand, and her buttocks were full and round.

The contrast between her mature, alluring body and her delicate, snow-white face was stark. She was clearly a young girl, yet she possessed such a fiery and stunning figure.

This was the legendary beauty with a childlike face and a mature body, the ultimate among women. For a moment, Yang Dingtian was completely captivated. Especially since the girl was wearing very thin, tight-fitting clothing, making her curvaceous figure even more alluring.

Her entire outfit, including her small boots, was a fiery red, making the gems in her hair appear even more fiery. Standing on the snow, she truly looked like a flame, filling men with the desire to be moths drawn to the fire.

In such cold weather, everyone else was dressed in fur, even the strong Ximen Yan. Only this girl, wearing thin, tight-fitting clothing, seemed completely unafraid of the cold.

The moment she stepped out of the sleigh, almost all the men present were entranced. Most of them felt unworthy and looked away, but a few proud and heroic men continued to gaze at her face, Ximen Yan being one of them.

The flame-like girl, after stepping out of the sleigh, looked at Yang Dingtian with a wild gaze. As a girl, her gaze was full of aggression, her beautiful, angular lips slightly curled, as if she was always full of disdain and command.

"This is a savage? There's nothing to see," the girl said, her lips curling in disdain.

Yang Dingtian, at this moment, was indeed not much to look at, naked and with hair and beard like weeds, more savage than a savage.

Finally, the girl's gaze fell on Yang Dingtian's crotch. Yang Dingtian, with his Nine Yang Body, had a very prominent physique, far surpassing that of ordinary men.

A slight blush quickly turned into a wild look, and the girl said, "No wonder he's a savage, he looks like a beast."

She looked at Yang Dingtian as if he were a beast, even when she saw his manhood, her gaze was like that of someone selecting a stallion, full of pride and wildness.

But Ximen Yan couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear for his goddess to see Yang Dingtian's lower body, feeling it was a severe desecration. He was instantly furious, wanting to castrate Yang Dingtian immediately.

"Alright, we've seen the savage. Chase him away with a whip, don't block our path," the girl said crisply, then got back into the sleigh.

"Alright!" Ximen Yan sneered, then raised his whip to strike Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian was furious. This girl was so beautiful yet so domineering, ordering him to be whipped. However, he still had to play the role of a Maori savage, so he let out a wild roar in the Maori language.

Ximen Yan, enraged, struck harder with his whip, which had sharp barbs. If it hit Yang Dingtian's crotch, he would likely be castrated. Yang Dingtian quickly reached out to grab the whip.

The girl, about to get back into the sleigh, suddenly noticed something and stopped. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she ran quickly to Yang Dingtian, shouting, "Stop!"

Ximen Yan's face changed, and he stopped, quickly saying, "Yan Yan, what are you doing? Don't get close to this savage. He is so dirty, be careful of the bugs on his body."

"Shut up, you don't get to tell me what to do," the girl said coldly, her words full of impatience, making the heroic Ximen Yan's face darken.

The girl stood a foot away from Yang Dingtian, one hand covering her nose as if she couldn't stand the smell of the savage, but her beautiful eyes still fixed on Yang Dingtian's chest.

Standing so close to this stunningly beautiful, fiery girl, Yang Dingtian's heart raced, and he felt a wave of dryness.

"Give me this thing!" the girl said, pointing at Yang Dingtian's chest imperiously.

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Yang Dingtian looked down. The girl's delicate, slender hand was like a young onion, very charming. He followed her gaze and saw that she was looking at the flame pendant hanging from his chest.

This was a token of love between his master and mistress, and also proof of his identity. In his excitement, Yang Dingtian had forgotten to hide it when he heard voices and rushed out.

Moreover, he had no clothes, so there was nowhere to hide the flame pendant. Besides, the pendant, made of flame quartz, was not particularly valuable, just a unique token of love. So even if Yang Dingtian wore it, he didn't have to worry about being a target.

The girl, adorned with jewels and exuding charm, had any piece of jewelry, even the gems on her boots, worth a fortune. So it was clear that she wasn't interested in the flame pendant for its value.

But the girl, being fiery, was drawn to the lively and lifelike flame pendant, which looked like a real flame. She was immediately captivated by it.

The girl, born into extreme wealth, had always been able to easily possess anything she wanted. So she directly ordered, "Give this savage a hundred pounds of meat and a hundred gold coins, and take his pendant."

Ximen Yan smiled bitterly. His dream girl, born into wealth, had no concept of value, acting purely on her whims. She didn't know that a hundred gold coins was a fortune, enough for a family of five to live comfortably for a lifetime. The flame pendant, while skillfully crafted, was made of flame quartz. A hundred gold coins could buy enough flame quartz to bury the savage.

But he couldn't disobey her, or the consequences would be severe. So Ximen Yan signaled, and a knight behind him brought a large piece of cooked meat and a bag of gold coins.

A hundred pounds of meat was heavy, but Ximen Yan lifted it effortlessly.

"Bang..." The meat was thrown in front of Yang Dingtian, and the bag of gold coins was tossed at his feet, spilling gold coins that almost blinded the eye.

"Alright, the pendant is mine. Take the gold and meat and go," the girl said, reaching out to grab the flame pendant from Yang Dingtian's chest, trying to tear it off.

"I won't sell it..." Yang Dingtian shouted, grabbing the girl's delicate, white hand with his left hand.

Yang Dingtian had only practiced the Righteous Yang Fist and the Heaven and Earth Technique, just past the martial enlightenment stage, but his speed was very fast. The girl, though skilled, was caught off guard at such close range.

The girl, feeling as if stung by a bee, glared and shouted. Ximen Yan, behind her, was furious. He could only dream of touching her hand, and now a savage had touched it. He was enraged and drew another whip, a fiery whip, and struck at Yang Dingtian's head.