Inside the central war room of the Lu Imperial Clan Estate, a massive holographic map of the Southern Domain floated above an ancient sandalwood table. Glowing ley lines mapped out rich spiritual jade mines, alchemy trade routes, and border passes, all pulsing under the absolute control of the Lu Clan.
Lu Chen sat at the head of the polished table, resting his chin lazily on his hand. He wore an elegant dark purple robe with gold embroidery, his long crimson hair tied loosely with a silver ribbon. Beside him stood Ye Qingxian, her hand resting lightly on her sword, her ice-blue eyes scanning the map with calm focus.
Sitting across from him were Saintess Ji Xue and Princess Yao Ji.
Ji Xue had discarded her rigid traveler robes for a soft, sky-blue silk dress provided by the Lu Clan. She held a cup of fragrant snow-lotus tea, her dark eyes occasionally flickering toward Lu Chen before darting away whenever he caught her looking.
Yao Ji, on the other hand, was leaning forward on the table, her translucent black lace sleeves sliding back to reveal her soft, alabaster arms. Her tiny black velvet horns twitched playfully as she twirled a single crimson ribbon around her slender finger, giving Lu Chen a mischievous, fox-like pout.
"So, handsome big brother," Yao Ji purred, her voice dripping with sweet, playful seduction. "You brought us to this grand war room to talk about trade routes... or did you just want an excuse to keep your favorite demon girl close to you all night?"
Ji Xue set her teacup down with a sharp clack, her eyebrows knitting together. "Demon Princess, have you no shame?! We are discussing the strategic defense of the entire Southern Domain! In less than seven days, the spatial boundary with the Upper Immortal Realm will weaken, and the arrogant Chosen Sons of the ancient clans will descend!"
"Aww, is the Ice Saintess jealous again?" Yao Ji giggled, covering her mouth as her purple-red eyes sparkled with teasing delight. "You can sit on his lap too if you ask nicely, you know~"
"W-Who wants to sit on his lap?!" Ji Xue squeaked, her face instantly flushing a vivid, fiery pink! She turned her head flusteredly toward Lu Chen, pointing an accusing finger. "Lu Chen! Tell her to act properly!"
Lu Chen let out a low, irresistible laugh, closing his silver fan with a smooth snap.
He casually leaned forward, reaching out with both hands. Before either heroine could react, he caught Ji Xue by her soft waist and pulled Yao Ji by her slender wrist, drawing both of them right up beside his plush chair!
"Eek!" Yao Ji gasped softly, finding herself leaning right against Lu Chen's chest, her cheeks burning instantly as his warm aura enveloped her.
"L-Lu Chen!" Ji Xue stammered, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs as his arm wrapped securely around her waist, holding her close to his side.
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"Now, now, ladies," Lu Chen murmured smoothly, his deep, magnetic voice vibrating against their ears as his purple eyes gleamed with devilish charm. "Why argue when we can govern the domain together? A true king relies on both light and shadow." The source of this chapter is novelping . com.
Ye Qingxian stood by his side, a rare, faint smirk touching her soft lips as she watched the two top saintesses of the Southern Domain melt into flustered, breathless puddles in Lu Chen's arms.
"The Young Master is correct," Ye Qingxian added calmly. "With Miss Ji Xue controlling the northern ice trade routes and Princess Yao Ji securing the shadow networks of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Lu Clan's influence over the Southern Domain will be completely unbreakable."
Yao Ji rested her cheek against Lu Chen's shoulder, her playful defiance melting away as she looked up at his sculpted jawline, her voice dropping into a soft, genuine whisper. "Hmph... fine. The Heavenly Demon Sect's shadow network is yours, handsome villain... but you'll have to pay me in sweet honey and more kiss buffs!"
Ji Xue bit her lower lip, burying her face slightly into his neck to hide her deep blush, her voice barely audible. "The Supreme Frost Sect... will also align its jade mines with the Lu Clan... just don't you dare abandon us when those Upper Realm fools arrive."
Lu Chen smiled warmly, leaning down to lightly kiss the top of both their heads, causing both heroines to shiver with sweet, quiet joy.
[Ding!]
[Strategic Alliance Formed!]
[Southern Domain Trade & Shadow Networks Unified!]
[Target Ji Xue Affection: 70% (Deep Romantic Devotion)]
[Target Yao Ji Affection: 65% (Enraptured Attachment)]
[System Points Awarded: 30,000 Points!]
[Total System Points Available: 90,000 Points!]
Meanwhile, high above the clouds in the outer spatial void beyond the Southern Domain.
A massive, floating gold-and-black immortal warship was slowly tearing through the boundary clouds. The ship bore the crest of the Immortal Sword Palace—a supreme faction from the Upper Realm.
Standing at the bow of the ship was a young man wrapped in luxurious golden dragon armor. His hair was pure silver, floating in the cosmic wind, and a faint golden vertical eye was embedded in the center of his forehead—the Divine Celestial Eye. Visit novelping . com for the full chapter.
This was Young Master Zhao Tian, a genuine "Chosen Son of Fate" from the Upper Realm, possessing a Peak Nascent Soul cultivation at under twenty-five years old!
Beside him stood an elder wrapped in spatial shadows, holding a glowing intelligence scroll.
"Young Master Zhao," the elder reported respectfully. "We have received news from the lower border domain. Young Master Song Han of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Patriarch Gu of the Ancient Pill Clan were both utterly humiliated by a young merchant prince named Lu Chen."
Zhao Tian sneered, his third eye flashing with cold, cosmic disdain.
"A lower realm rustic using cheap alchemical powders?" Zhao Tian scoffed, his voice booming with absolute arrogance. "Song Han and Gu Feng were useless trash. Once the spatial boundary fully opens in five days, I shall personally descend upon the Lu Clan."
He tightened his fist, crushing a piece of spatial jade into dust.
"I hear this Lu Chen has collected three exquisite beauties—a silver-haired shadow guard, the Frost Saintess, and the Demon Princess," Zhao Tian smirked villainously. "I shall crush his cultivation, take his women for my cultivation cauldrons, and strip his clan of every spirit stone they own!"
Back in the Lu Clan war room, Lu Chen suddenly felt a faint, arrogant ripple across the spatial boundary.
He slowly swirled his teacup, a devastatingly handsome, profoundly villainous smirk spreading across his lips.
"A Peak Nascent Soul genius from the Upper Realm, is it?" Lu Chen chuckled softly to himself, calling up his alchemical interface.
"System, let's prepare the batch recipes for 'The Celestial Naked-Dancing Toxin' and 'The Nine-Heavens Diaper-Laxative Dust'."
We are pacing smoothly and bui lding the hype naturally, fellow Daoist!