"Huan Tian, now that the princess has become the deputy leader, you'll fulfill your promise, correct?"

"Of course, he will, Ni Yan." Yu Li spoke confidently as if mentioning something obvious. "Lord Huan Tian isn't one to break his promise."

Yu Li smiled brightly as she spoke, her long dark hair framing a fair, luminous face, while her bright eyes gleamed with warmth and vitality.

Ashen simply ignored them; however, the feel of Ni Yan's breasts wasn't something he disliked. He let her continue her attempts while looking at the approaching guests in the sky.

It was the group of twelve king realm experts, all belonging to the Xue Mo Tribe, and leading them was the protagonist, Qin Feng.

They were all clad in a dark, intricately designed robe adorned with delicate patterns of silver waves and red accents. The crimson trim of their attire suggested both nobility and danger. It was the signature robe of the Xue Mo Tribe.

Qin Feng, their leader, possessed sharp, angular features and piercing crimson eyes that seemed to glow with a hint of restrained fury. His long, crimson-red hair flew freely, cascading over his shoulders like a midnight waterfall, accentuating his refined yet intimidating aura.

They descended to the ground as Qin Feng approached and greeted Fanrong politely.

"It's been a while, Princess Fanrong. It's a surprise to see you leading this expedition. I expected to see Prince Ming Han as usual."

Even though his eyes held sorrow, he still tried to hide it under his forced smile.

Fanrong greeted back in response, fulfilling the duty as the leader of her group:

"Lord Qin Feng. I feel the same. It's surprising to see that Wang Biao isn't leading this expedition. Moreover, you have brought a large number of king realm experts. It is rather unusual..."

Fanrong swept her gaze on the twelve king realm experts of the Xue Mo Tribe, finding some familiar faces.

It wasn't the first time that their tribes were cooperating for a common goal. They had met each other a few times earlier, and she was familiar with a few of these King Realm cultivators.

They were the main fighting force of the Xue Mo tribe, and bringing all of them displayed the commitment of the Xue Mo tribe for this treasure.

"Huh?" Fanrong noticed something amiss as she asked. "Also, you haven't brought Lord Du Ya Fei this time. How Peculiar..."

Du Ya Fei was a cultivator with strength on par with Qin Feng's.

The prefecture lords would follow him more than Qin Feng.

For him to suddenly not come was rather suspicious.

"Princess Fanrong..." Qin Feng suddenly showed a little hostility towards her for a brief moment as he spoke. "I'd like to refrain from spilling our plans. Let's keep our relationship professional."

"Huh?" Fanrong was speechless for a bit, as this was the first time Qin Feng acted this way towards her. "Right. Let's do our best." She forced a smile.

Qin Feng nodded and returned to his group.

The four demonic tribes had decided to cooperate with each other on this expedition to fight against the four righteous tribes.

They knew that the righteous tribes had great relations with each other; there was no way they wouldn't cooperate.

They might even try to kill all the demonic tribes' expedition groups before going after the treasure.

For them, eliminating the demonic tribes was a greater gain than even the treasure.

For their own safety, the demonic tribes had to cooperate to resist the advances of the righteous tribes.

If they decided to be arrogant and acted alone, the righteous tribes would be able to target them one by one with an overwhelming advantage.

Having no choice but to cooperate, the four demonic tribes decided to gather in front of the entrance to the forest of the beasts in the Zhuji tribe's western prefecture.

The righteous tribes would be entering through another entrance located in the Tian Jian tribe's western prefecture.

There was also the danger of beasts who would try to defend the treasure. It was best for them to cooperate with each other to have the better chances.

In the next five minutes, another group appeared in the night sky illuminated by two blue moons.

Their group was smaller and was adorned in dark green robes.

Their leader was a handsome man, the prince of the Yedu Tribe—Yedu Wuyan.

His long, raven-black hair flowed down his back, tied loosely with a jade clasp that shimmered faintly under the moonlight. His eyes were narrow and cold, a deep shade of obsidian laced with a hint of venomous allure—like a serpent observing its prey with quiet amusement.

The faint curl at the corner of his lips carried a trace of arrogance, as though he already knew the outcome of any encounter before it began. A subtle fragrance of rare herbs and poison mist lingered around him, blending lethality with elegance.

In his hand, he carried a folding fan that enhanced his elegance; however, one could notice that it wasn't there for elegance or adornment; it was in his hands as a weapon.

Descending to the ground, he came forward and greeted both Qin Feng and Fanrong.

Even he had a suspicious impression of Qin Feng's larger group.

He brought only eight King Realm experts with him, and including himself, there were only nine King Realm cultivators on his side, four less than Qin Feng's group.

At this moment, the last group too appeared in the sky, approaching them shortly.

This group also had nine king realm cultivators, including its leader.

This group, mainly comprised of female cultivators, had only three males.

Their leader, a woman of ethereal beauty. Even Fanrong might fall short of her in terms of beauty.

She was the princess of the Mei Hua Tribe—Mei Xueyao.

Her hair, dark as obsidian silk, fell in soft waves around her shoulders, framing a face so delicate it seemed sculpted by celestial hands. Her amethyst eyes shimmered with a mysterious allure, each glance carrying a charm capable of unraveling one's will.

Clad in a white and violet dress that clung like moonlight upon water, her every movement radiated grace and temptation.

Her waist was impossibly slender, delicate as a goddess's hourglass, the perfect balance between fragility and sin.

Her breasts rose high and proud, their fullness straining against the silken fabric that did more to ignite the imagination than conceal it.

The soft gleam of her skin caught the light like jade warmed by touch—smooth and supple.

Her thighs—the very embodiment of lethal temptation—were powerful and flawless, tapering into graceful legs that seemed carved from moonlight.

The swell of her chest, the dip of her waist, the slope of her hips… they formed a rhythm that no scholar could write nor painter capture.

Even Ashen found her beauty godly, his heart racing as if a beast in heat.

However, as his skill, Lotus Mind Barrier, activated, his heart calmed down as he regained his clarity.

It was the reaction of him coming into contact with the enchantment qi that emanated from her alluring body.

However, even with a clear mind, Ashen couldn't deny her beauty.

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(A/N - Thanks for reading. ^..^)