Chapter 104: Proclaiming Across the World to Recruit Maids, the Crown Prince Has Gone Crazy!

    Ding!

    A new task has been issued to assist the host in becoming a supreme villain.

    Task 1: Announce to the world that the most outstanding woman at the literary meet will be invited to serve the Crown Prince personally.

    Task 2: At the literary meet, use crude and harsh language to belittle the Destined Child.

    Reward: 100,000 Villain Points.

    Lin Qi’an, who had been lounging comfortably with his head resting on Su Xueni’s lap, suddenly jolted awake upon hearing the system’s notification.

    These tasks... they reek of villainy!

    A literary meet? That was supposed to be a refined gathering of scholars and literati, where the main focus was on elegance, with activities such as playing the qin, chess, calligraphy, and poetry recitation. The participants were all cultured individuals, polite and courteous.

    Yet here Lin Qi’an was, tasked with issuing an announcement about inviting women to serve as personal companions in such a sophisticated setting! It was utterly shameless, scandalous even, as if blinded by lust.

    To top it off, he had to choose the woman who performed the best at the literary meet, making it even more thrilling—truly a villain’s style.

    The second task was even more classic: belittle the Destined Child with biting sarcasm. Such scenes usually led to the protagonist pulling off some dazzling move to turn the tables. This type of trope was as common as they come.

    But since the task was already issued, how could he not accept it? After all, 100,000 Villain Points was no small sum. Plus, along the way, there would surely be more opportunities to earn a large wave of Villain Points. He really needed those points.

    “Your Highness, you’re awake?” Su Xueni asked softly, her voice filled with concern as her gentle fragrance wafted over.

    “Mmm.” Lin Qi’an stretched and lifted the curtain of the carriage. “Someone, come here!”

    “What are your orders, Your Highness?” A sword guard in white immediately stepped forward.

    To accompany the Crown Prince on his travels was considered the greatest honor, not to mention that he was the champion of the Great Hunt and the pride of Beiyang. The last group of guards who had accompanied him on a mission received great rewards when they returned. This kind of duty was far more enjoyable than working in Tianjian City.

    “Announce my decree to the world,” Lin Qi’an ordered calmly. “Say that I have four words that I do not fully understand, and the woman who performs best at the literary meet will have the honor of joining me to comprehend them.”

    With a wave of his finger, Lin Qi’an wrote four golden characters in the air: Feng Hua Xue Yue (Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon).

    “Understood! I will take care of it immediately,” the guard replied.

    The maids were left in shock as they watched the scene unfold. The hidden meaning behind comprehending the four characters together was obvious—it was an open invitation to be his personal maid in bed!

    Oh my heavens...

    “As expected of the Crown Prince, always capable of doing things we couldn’t even imagine!”

    “Turning an elegant literary meet into a competition for bed maids... Only the Crown Prince could pull off something like this!”

    Su Xueni and Ran Yuwei, on the other hand, were quite calm. After all, they were already secure in their positions and had no reason to worry.

    However, Zhao Qingmeng was instantly furious, “Lin Qi’an, you shameless scoundrel! You’re looking for a bed maid even at the literary meet? Why don’t you just ascend to the heavens while you’re at it!”

    She had been eagerly awaiting the literary meet every day, and now that the Crown Prince had spoken, her chances, as one of the most talented women of her generation, seemed very promising. She couldn’t help but feel a secret joy.

    Her only real competition would likely be Saintess Lu Miaoyin from Qinglian Holy Island. Once Miaoyin arrived, Mo Shuiqiu intended to have a word with her. After all, she was confident that Miaoyin wasn’t the type to be interested in men anyway.

    Qinglian Holy Island, a peaceful and isolated sect on a mystical island far from the mainland, was a sanctuary of tranquility.

    A scholar dressed in a Confucian robe was pacing back and forth, furious. His name was Ji Bai, the top scholar of the Dust Dynasty’s imperial exams.

    Due to his exceptional literary talent, he had been invited to Qinglian Holy Island by its cultivators. Though he lacked cultivation, his knowledge and scholarship earned him immense respect, and he enjoyed the best treatment possible for an ordinary man.

    “The literary meet is about to begin, and the Crown Prince of Beiyang wants to take the most talented woman for himself!”

    When Ji Bai heard the news, his usual calm composure shattered in an instant. The person he had long admired—the Qinglian Saintess, the woman of his dreams—was very likely to be the most talented woman at the literary meet!

    He rushed to the lotus pond, where that familiar graceful figure in a green dress was feeding the fish. Her slender eyebrows, snow-white skin, and flowing dress that bloomed like a lotus highlighted her serene beauty.

    Though she had been ranked third on the Saintess List, in Ji Bai’s heart, she was unquestionably number one. No one could match her elegance and beauty.

    “Miaoyin!”

    “What’s the rush?” Lu Miaoyin asked in her usual calm tone as she continued to scatter feed for the fish, her voice as gentle as ever, exuding a transcendent aura.

    “Have you heard the news from the Crown Prince of Beiyang? His intentions are utterly vulgar! You shouldn’t attend the literary meet this time.”

    “Why pay it any mind?” Lu Miaoyin turned to face him, her beauty as serene as a lotus in bloom. Just looking at her brought a sense of peace to one’s heart.

    “Though the Crown Prince of Beiyang may be a peerless prodigy, he is not the man my heart desires. Even if I attend the literary meet, I won’t be competing for such a position.”

    “That’s wonderful!” Ji Bai was overjoyed, a huge weight lifting from his heart. Lu Miaoyin was someone he could trust.

    She wasn’t the type to be swayed by power or status, and no matter how powerful a man was, he wouldn’t catch her interest. He was determined to make the Crown Prince realize that the literary meet was not a place for vulgar displays of power.

    In another carriage, Zhao Ziyu was also on his way to the literary meet. He knew that Lu Miaoyin had a calm and refined temperament, and using force would never work with her.

    The best approach was to use his literary talent to win her over and capture her heart. To ensure his success, he had even brought along the national scholar of his immortal dynasty to offer advice in secret.

    With such backing, he was certain that he would be able to win over Lu Miaoyin!

    “Your Highness... we have a problem!”

    “What is it?”

    “News has arrived that the Crown Prince of Beiyang has issued an invitation to the world. He plans to invite the most outstanding woman at the literary meet to join him in comprehending four characters!”

    “What four characters?”

    Feng Hua Xue Yue (Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon).

    Zhao Ziyu was left dumbstruck, his eyes wide with disbelief. How dare he? To be so vulgar and arrogant at a literary meet—wasn’t he afraid of alienating the noble women with such crude behavior?

    “The Crown Prince of Beiyang truly is a vulgar man! When I arrive, I must teach him a lesson and put him in his place.”