Myriad Daos of the Heaven

A confession the moment he appeared!

As expected of the Feng Family’s Young Master—so domineering and forceful.

Moreover, he was an Innate Sixth Layer expert before the age of thirty. With such supreme talent, coupled with his status and background, very few women would be able to refuse him.

Before Jiang Ling’Er could speak, Feng Tianxing took another step forward, appearing directly in front of her. He held out his hand, revealing a purple-gold phoenix skirt resting in his palm!

A faint purple light glowed, as if nine phoenixes were floating in the air, dancing around the skirt. The faint cry of a phoenix could also be heard, lingering without end!

"This is for you. A little welcoming gift!"

Feng Tianxing offered the purple-gold phoenix skirt to Jiang Ling’Er, a roguishly charming smile on his face.

Someone immediately recognized the skirt’s origin and cried out in shock, "The Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt! That’s a famous Profound-level top-grade spiritual artifact!"

"It’s said to be both offensive and defensive! Its attacks are like the Phoenix Flame incinerating the heavens—sharp and unmatched. Its defense is like nine phoenixes wrapping around the body, impervious to all techniques! Heavens, Young Master Feng is just giving it away as a welcoming gift? I’m going to lose my mind!"

"As expected of the Wind Country’s number one Noble Family, an upper-level Spiritual Cultivation power. Their resources are terrifying. They can just casually give away the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt!"

"Even the heirloom treasures of the four Great Families of Celestial Pearl don’t come close to this skirt!"

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Gasps of amazement rose from the crowd, their faces filled with envy. They all marveled at how lucky the Jiang Mansion and the Spirit Moon Sect were to have such a disciple!

However, Jiang Ling’Er remained unmoved. Her gaze wasn’t on the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt, nor did she reach out to take it. Instead, she stared intently at Feng Tianxing, not bothering to hide the loathing in her eyes.

"And what if I refuse?"

Jiang Ling’Er said, her voice soft but carrying throughout the entire hall as she enunciated each word.

No one could have imagined that Jiang Ling’Er would refuse. For a moment, they thought they had misheard.

In the shadows, Grand Elder Jiang Qingshan, Second Elder Jiang Qingfeng, and several elders from the Spirit Moon Sect saw this, and their expressions changed drastically.

But Feng Tianxing’s expression didn’t change in the slightest, as if he had everything under control.

He was still smiling that roguishly charming smile. "You can refuse. But that would make me lose face. If I lose face, the Feng Family loses face. And if that happens, the Spirit Moon Sect and the Jiang Mansion will no longer need to exist. Oh, and perhaps some other people connected to you as well. Of course, you’ll be fine. With my protection, no one can harm you. Wouldn’t you agree, Prince Wuling!"

Prince Wuling, hailed as the number one youth of Celestial Pearl, was in his thirties, but his cultivation was only at the Innate Fourth Realm Perfect Realm, far inferior to Feng Tianxing. He responded with a deadpan expression, "Whatever Young Master Feng says, goes. If Jiang Ling’Er doesn’t agree, the Feng Family won’t even have to act. My royal family will step in and wipe the Spirit Moon Sect and the Jiang Mansion from Celestial Pearl Country!"

Hearing the words of Feng Tianxing and Prince Wuling, a chill ran down everyone’s spine. Only then did they realize how sinister and terrifying these two seemingly harmless young men were.

Feng Tianxing savored Jiang Ling’Er’s expression. He loved nothing more than to watch a beautiful woman look helpless; it gave him a sense of satisfaction, of being able to dominate everything.

In the past, many women had been forced to submit to him in this way. Jiang Ling’Er was just one of them, but she was so much more beautiful than the others that he was reluctant to play her to death.

At this thought, Feng Tianxing gave a wicked smile. "Jiang Ling’Er, do you think I actually want to marry you? I just want to play with you for a bit. Of course, with your looks, you’ll be enough to keep me entertained for many years!"

"I originally wanted to obtain you through normal means, but that’s clearly not an option now. You forced my hand!"

"However, I’m still willing to give you one more chance. Will you refuse, or will you accept this phoenix skirt?"

In that instant, the eighth floor of Qingyun Restaurant fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was waiting for Jiang Ling’Er’s answer.

Meanwhile, on the ninth floor of Qingyun Restaurant, a blue screen materialized, displaying everything that was happening on the eighth floor.

The Old Emperor watched it all unfold, saying with some awkwardness, "Well... Young Master Feng is certainly a straightforward person!"

A black-robed old man beside him chuckled faintly. "He just likes to have a bit of fun, that’s all. The Old Emperor praises him too highly. You have a good grandson; he could become friends with my Young Master. However, as the Emperor of the Celestial Pearl Country, you must know your own people well. Old Emperor, tell me, do you think that little girl will agree or not?"

The other elders from the various sects and noble families stood behind them, silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a single word.

The Old Emperor’s expression was unsightly, but facing this old man, he had no choice but to answer, "If the girl knows what’s good for her, she will certainly agree. To be able to follow Young Master Feng would be an honor for our Celestial Pearl Country!"

"Haha... It’s for the best that you think that way!" the old man laughed smugly, giving off the feeling that Celestial Pearl was nothing but an ant he could spare or crush with a single thought.

On the eighth floor of the restaurant, the Jiang Family’s Grand Elder and Second Elder, along with the elders from the Spirit Moon Sect, all rushed out, shouting, "Jiang Ling’Er, hurry up and agree! Are you trying to get us all killed?"

She looked at their indifferent expressions. Even her master, whom she once thought of as kind, had a face full of malice, his eyes glaring at her with resentment.

In that moment, her heart turned to dead ashes. She slowly extended her snow-white, slender hand and grasped the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt.

Seeing Jiang Ling’Er grasp the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt in resignation, Feng Tianxing’s smile turned sinister. "I knew you’d agree. And here I thought you were so high and mighty. Back when you were traveling, heh, you wouldn’t even spare me a second glance. Haha... I bet you never imagined this day would come, did you?"

All of today’s humiliation was simply because Jiang Ling’Er had been too cold to him while traveling. The Young Master of the Feng Family’s psyche was actually twisted to such a degree!

To everyone, looking at Feng Tianxing was like seeing a man-eating beast from the Primordial Chaos. They couldn’t even summon the courage to oppose him.

"Now, you’re just missing the words of submission. Say them!"

Feng Tianxing commanded in a condescending, superior tone.

However, Jiang Ling’Er suddenly broke into a radiant smile. "Words of submission? With my personality, what makes you think you’re qualified to make me submit? In my eyes, you’re no different from a dog!"

"As for you wanting to slaughter the Spirit Moon Sect and the Jiang Mansion... go right ahead. What does that have to do with me?"

The sudden turn of events stunned Feng Tianxing. "Then why did you take the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt?"

Before Jiang Ling’Er could speak, a calm voice drifted over from across the eighth floor, "She took the Nine Phoenix Floating Shadow Skirt simply because she thought it looked nice and shiny."

Hearing the voice, the crowd turned to look, only to see a young man and a skeleton walking slowly toward the center of the hall.

Feng Tianxing said coldly, "And who are you?"

Jiang Jichen smiled. "The one who’s here to kill you."

His words sent shockwaves through the hall.

’Who is this? Who would dare say such a thing to the Young Master of the Feng Family!’