Three days of flying had completely worn off the novelty for Ding Buer and Su Yunying, who were experiencing a flying ship for the first time.
The thought of enduring another ten or so days on the ship, crammed in the crowded lower-class cabin, wasn't appealing.
So, at Ding Buer's strong urging, Shen Zhao, gritting his teeth, decided to upgrade their cabin. He boldly sought out a crew member and expressed his desire to check out the upper-class cabins.
Seeing a potential sale, the crew member, of course, wouldn't miss the opportunity to earn a bonus. Immediately, he dropped his stern expression and, in the surprised and somewhat reluctant gazes of Ding, Su, and Fa, resolutely waved goodbye and stepped onto the stairs leading to the upper-class cabins.
Compared to the lower-class cabins, the upper-class cabins were naturally much more spacious. The rooms had tables and beds, and one could enjoy on-demand service.
At this moment, some kind of cocktail party was underway in the upper-class cabins, and a group of people seemed to be gathered in the central area.
Seeing the opportunity to join the fun, Shen Zhao immediately went over to watch the show.
I didn't expect to see, in the middle of the banquet hall, a thinly-dressed, pitiful-looking young woman kneeling before a man who was holding a wine glass. This man was dressed to the nines and looked like a typical domineering CEO.
Slap! Slap!
Suddenly, the CEO raised his hand and slapped the young woman twice, leaving two shocking red handprints on her face.
"Why didn't you dodge?" the CEO asked.
The young woman held back the tears welling up in her red-rimmed eyes, forcing a smile. "To be hit by Holy Son-sama is a blessing. Why would I dodge?"
The CEO said, "I hate people like you the most; those who scrape by for survival, living under the rod."
The young woman pleaded piteously, "As long as Holy Son-sama will accept me as a disciple, I'm willing to do anything."
At the same time, the onlookers standing beside Shen Zhao couldn't help but sigh.
Person A: "Why is this happening? The Yun Clan's esteemed young miss of the past is now in such a precarious position?"
Person B: "Indeed. The Yun Clan was once so ethereal and noble. It's unbelievable that the Yun Clan's young miss, who once enjoyed such wealth and luxury, would now be kneeling before someone and being humiliated."
Person C: "You can't say that. Even though the Yun Clan is ethereal, there's still an insurmountable gap between them and the Tianyan Holy Sect. It's not inappropriate for the Yun Clan's young miss to become a disciple of the Tianyan Holy Sect's Holy Son."
Everyone chimed in, and Shen Zhao roughly understood the situation.
The woman's name was Yun Weiwei, the Yun Clan's legitimate young miss.
The man was Liang Hao, the Tianyan Holy Sect's Holy Son.
He heard Liang Hao say coldly, "You're trying to use my connection as the Tianyan Holy Sect's Holy Son to eliminate the people who harmed your Yun Clan?"
Yun Weiwei tugged at Liang Hao's sleeve, "This humble one sincerely wants to become the Holy Son's disciple. Please, Holy Son, accept me as your disciple."
Liang Hao snorted coldly, "This is your Yun Clan's internal affair. Moreover, you've provoked someone you shouldn't have. Your status as the Yun Clan's direct descendant, the young miss, is destined to vanish like a fleeting cloud."
Yun Weiwei's eyes blurred as she heard this, her face filled with unwillingness and helplessness.
The next moment, as if she had made a decision, she spoke to everyone present, "Holy Son, please accept me. Even if you… treat me as your… tool, it would be a great honor for me."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding onlookers immediately whispered amongst themselves.
Liang Hao also didn't expect Yun Weiwei to be so humble.
But looking at her graceful and charming figure, as well as her pitiful yet beautiful face, he couldn't help but feel lustful.
At this moment, Shen Zhao couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Damn, I've really learned something today. To think someone could debase themselves to this extent, it's a first, wouldn't you say?"
Person A: "Brother, your words are too venomous. You should accumulate some virtue!"
乙: "In a single night, Miss Yun went from the Yun Clan's direct descendant to someone in a precarious position. Doesn't such a pitiful experience deserve your sympathy?"
丙: "She was forced into this situation, all to reclaim the former glory of the Yun Clan."
Annoyed by the surrounding chatter, Liang Hao immediately let out a deep shout: "What are you all yelling about? Don't you think you have too much free time? You have three breaths to get lost, or I'll make you all regret it in the northwest!"
With the Holy Son's words, everyone quickly dispersed, fearing they'd offend the Tianyan Holy Sect if they were a second too late. Only Shen Zhao remained, holding his wine gourd, pulling up a stool not far away to continue watching the drama.
Liang Hao and Yun Weiwei clearly didn't notice Shen Zhao's presence.
"Are you truly willing to become my instrument, to be at my disposal?"
"As long as the Holy Son can help me reclaim my position as the Yun Clan's direct daughter, this humble woman is willing, to be at the Holy Son's disposal."
"Do you think I'm the type to be swayed by beauty?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Please, Holy Son, don't misunderstand."
"Then what do you mean? Are you planning to use me, to make me a tool for your return to the Yun Clan? To have me and the Tianyan Holy Sect fight your enemies in the Yun Clan to the death, so you can reap the benefits? Such scheming is truly vicious."
"Holy Son, I keep my word. The Yun Clan was founded by my mother. But now, it's been harmed by villains, who even took my Core Pellet, leaving me a cripple. I just want to reclaim everything that belongs to my Yun Clan."
"Then why did you come to me?"
"Because only the Holy Son can contend with such a powerful enemy. That's why I came to you, Holy Son. I hope for your compassion…"
Liang Hao watched Yun Weiwei, who was kneeling on the ground, crying with tears streaming down her face, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Alright. Go to my room later. I'll examine your body first, to see if I can help you reshape your Core Pellet."
Upon hearing this, Yun Weiwei's delicate body trembled. She knew the implications behind Liang Hao's words.
But now, with her status gone and her circumstances dire, if she wanted to seek revenge, she could only rely on her remaining beauty to win the favor of the aloof Tianyan Holy Sect's Holy Son.
"What? You don't want to?"
Seeing that Yun Weiwei hadn't answered for a long time, Liang Hao immediately questioned her sternly, his face constantly displaying an expression that was three parts cold, three parts mocking, and four parts casual.
"No, no, no, I do. It's a blessing that this humble woman can serve the Holy Son. It's just that, Holy Son, I haven't experienced such things yet. I beg the Holy Son to show mercy."
As soon as Yun Weiwei finished speaking, she received another slap to the face.
"As expected of someone struggling to survive in the cracks, you can say such shameless words so easily. Do you really think I'm a starving ghost who will eat anything?"
"No, no, no, no. That's not what I meant. Please don't be angry, Holy Son."
"Do you think you can tempt me with your mere feminine charms? Do you know that as long as I beckon, countless female cultivators on the Xianwu Continent will scramble to get into my bed!"
"Holy Son, you are a dragon among men. I was being presumptuous."
"It's good that you know your place. Now, tell me, what positions do you know?"
"I… I've only read about some bedroom techniques, I haven't actually… practiced them. I might not be very good."
"It doesn't matter. You'll get used to it with practice. As long as you can satisfy me, this Holy Son might reshape your Core Pellet for you."
"Really?"
Slap!
Another slap landed on Yun Weiwei's face.
"Are you questioning me, or are you questioning the Tianyan Holy Sect?"
"This junior doesn't dare."
"Then why aren't you going to my room? I don't need to teach you what to do next, do I?"
"I, I, I... I'll definitely satisfy the Holy Son."
Seeing this scene, Shen Zhao was greatly shocked and couldn't help but say, "Is the cultivation world so unrestrained now? Why didn't I know this after living for so long?"
Liang Hao and Yun Weiwei looked in the direction of the voice, only then realizing Shen Zhao was still present.
Yun Weiwei immediately said angrily, "Bold rogue, didn't the Holy Son tell you to get lost? How dare you be so insolent?"
Then she said to Liang Hao, "Holy Son, this person spoke disrespectfully to you and angered you. I'm willing to punish him on your behalf."
Liang Hao heard this and raised his hand, slapping her across the face again: "Do I look angry?"
"No, no, no, I didn't…"
Yun Weiwei looked aggrieved. The humiliation she suffered today exceeded the total of her first eighteen years.
But she was helpless, and could only try to please Liang Hao for revenge.
"Since you know I'm not angry, why did you have to act? Besides, such a boring little character isn't even worth this Holy Son's attention."
Shen Zhao immediately became displeased upon hearing this, and stood up, walking in front of Liang Hao: "Brother, I don't like to hear you say that. What do you mean, not worth your attention?"
Liang Hao frowned: "Boy, what is your background? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't have time to inquire about your pathetic identity. I just want justice for myself. You must give me a reasonable explanation today. What do you mean, a boring little character like me isn't worth your attention? Translate that for me."
Liang Hao's expression turned gloomy, and Yun Weiwei, who was at the side, immediately said: "My Lord Holy Son, this person has repeatedly provoked your authority, clearly not taking you seriously."
Liang Hao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Kid, is that what you meant?"
Shen Zhao retorted, "I just want you to translate for me. What do you mean by saying a boring piece of trash like me isn't worth your time?"
"Presumptuous!"
Liang Hao was instantly enraged and immediately unleashed the pressure of a Mystic Void Realm, seventh grade cultivator.
The surrounding guests were immediately shocked.
"What? He's actually a seventh-grade Mystic Void Realm cultivator! Truly terrifying!"
"The Tianyan Holy Sect is truly extraordinary. The Holy Son has already entered the late stage of the Mystic Void Realm before the age of forty. His future is limitless!"
"It's still the Holy Son's own heaven-defying talent. In less than a thousand years, the Xianwu Continent will definitely have another Great Emperor."
"This kid dared to offend the Holy Son. What a pity; the Xianwu Continent is destined to have one more wronged soul today."
On the other side, Liang Hao unleashed the pressure of the Mystic Void, Grade 8, and roared at Shen Zhao, "Your demise is certain today, but I'll allow you to leave your name."
Shen Zhao's face darkened. Daring to act so pretentious in front of him made his heart burn with anger.
The next moment, before Liang Hao could react, Shen Zhao had flashed in front of him.
With a loud crack, Liang Hao, who had just been speaking harsh words, instantly spun upwards, smashing headfirst into the ceiling of the flying boat and hanging suspended in mid-air.
Silence.
The entire scene fell silent.
Yun Weiwei stared blankly at Shen Zhao, then at Liang Hao, hanging in the air and cosplaying a hanged ghost. Her mind went completely blank.
As for the guests around them, they were also stunned, their mouths agape.
A seventh-grade Mystic Void Realm expert, someone who could walk around with impunity in the smaller and mid-sized areas, was defeated in a single exchange?
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