Chapter 69: The Four Great Beauties Take the Stage!-Just Came Down the Mountain and Was Surrounded by Beautiful Senior Sisters(A Lonely Scene on the Desert)

With a deafening crash, the once exquisitely decorated auction stage was instantly reduced to ruins! Fierce waves of energy swept through the air as four figures flew about at such speed that their movements were impossible to follow.

“Maybe we should sneak away while we still can,” Jiang Cheng muttered, covering his face with both hands. But even then, the violent wind pressure made it impossible for him to open his eyes. Terror gripped him completely.

No, if this goes on, I really will die here…

“To witness such a breathtaking battle, even if I die, it’s worth it!” Gu Tianzhen’s eyes shone with excitement as he strained to open them, eager to catch a glimpse of the four fighters, but his efforts were in vain.

Boom! Boom!

A series of thunderous explosions echoed around them. Ye Tian moved like a dragon, effortlessly dodging left and right, sometimes bending low to evade a flying side kick.

“Is that all you’ve got? Your attacks are nothing to me!”

The battle raged for a full minute, but the three elders failed to so much as graze the hem of Ye Tian’s robe. Growing desperate and furious, they pressed on.

“If you don’t hurry up, I’ll start fighting back!” Ye Tian warned with a sly grin.

In the midst of a flurry of fists and kicks, Ye Tian slipped out of their encirclement with a deft sidestep. He swiftly formed a seal with his hands, channeling his inner energy.

Palm Thunder!

A dazzling white light erupted, making the entire banquet hall as bright as day for a moment. When everyone’s vision finally cleared from the blinding flash, the battle had abruptly ceased.

On the shattered stage, Ye Tian stood with one foot on a steel bar, hands clasped behind his back. The three elders, each of Beidou rank, were left gasping for breath, their clothes tattered.

They forced themselves to remain standing, shielding Li Shuze—who was as motionless as a statue—behind them.

The outcome was clear.

Ye Tian, single-handedly facing three Beidou elders, had utterly overwhelmed them!

“Your inner alchemy technique surpasses even your martial prowess! Who are you, really?” one of the elders demanded, his voice trembling.

“Are you the reincarnation of some ancient grandmaster?”

The crowd was in an uproar. Who exactly was this Ye Qiu? It was astonishing enough for someone so young to possess such monstrous strength, but how could he alone defeat three elders of the White Tiger Sect?

“Damn, this guy isn’t just promising—he’s already a monster! I feel like dropping to my knees in awe!” someone shouted, blood surging with excitement.

“Where did the Gu family find such an invincible young master? Are they engaged? Is there a contract? If not, I say we pay whatever it takes to recruit him!”

“With a prodigy like this guarding the family, prosperity for a hundred years is guaranteed!”

…

Gu Qing’er listened to the murmurs around her, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on Ye Tian, heart fluttering uncontrollably.

Ye Qiu, you’re so outrageously handsome. How am I supposed to compete with all those seductive vixens after this…

Yet the more she thought about it, the more deeply she was moved. She was a girl who adored strength and had no resistance to powerful men.

…

“Inner Alchemy!”

A woman in a red robe, who had been lounging on a sofa with a detached expression, suddenly sat up, her gaze locking onto Ye Tian.

Martial cultivation: Beidou rank.

His inner alchemy technique surpassed even that—could he already be at the level of refining spirit and returning to void?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible! the deputy clan leader thought, her eyes full of disbelief. Reaching Beidou rank in your twenties is unheard of! Inner alchemy cultivators advance even more slowly—climbing to the heavens would be easier! No matter how gifted he is, how could a mere mortal’s body have such energy for cultivation?

But despite her doubts, she could not remain calm. That thunderous Palm Thunder had already proven much.

She resolved to face him herself.

But just as she rose, a sweet call rang out from the crowd:

“Handsome brother, you’re amazing! Can we exchange contact info?”

“Oh dear, I seem to have accidentally dropped two concert tickets for Queen Yang’s show~”

Looking over, a petite, beautiful girl in a tight JK-style white skirt was strutting forward, her assets on full display.

She jogged over, then “tripped” with a little cry, pretending to fall.

The audience burst into laughter.

“Isn’t that the little princess of the Azure Dragon Society? What’s she doing now?”

“Typical green tea!” Gu Qing’er gritted her teeth. “She just wants to steal the spotlight by acting cute before anyone else can make a move!”

“And you are?” Ye Tian was utterly baffled by the girl’s sudden appearance.

Just a moment before, he’d been ready to finish off the three old fools and their so-called White Tiger young master, but now this scene had unfolded.

“I’m Ji Yanyan. What’s your name, handsome?” the girl replied as she twisted her body, stretching out her hand coyly. “Oh, my foot hurts so much, I can’t stand up. Could you help me, handsome?”

She batted her eyes in an exaggeratedly cute manner.

Ye Tian frowned at the display. For some reason, he felt physically repulsed—simply put, he was disgusted.

“You’re not hurt at all. You can stand up by yourself,” he said, pointing to his own eyes. “I can see your muscles and bones are perfectly healthy.”

Ji Yanyan’s sweet smile froze, and she stood there awkwardly.

At that moment, a figure in red appeared.

“Miss Ji, who do you think you’re fooling with those contrived antics? It’s utterly nauseating!” the woman sneered.

Ji Yanyan flushed, instantly leaping to her feet. She raised her chin and snapped, “Zhu Feng, mind your own business! Don’t think you can steal my handsome guy!”

“That’s not up to you. Besides, you don’t have the assets to compete with me,” Zhu Feng retorted with a cold laugh and a deliberate glance at her own chest.

“Zhu Feng, you’re asking for it!”

“Oh, am I? Go ahead,” Zhu Feng rolled her eyes and ignored Ji Yanyan, then turned to Ye Tian with a smile.

She bowed elegantly. “Young Master Ye, I am Zhu Feng, deputy leader of the Vermilion Bird Division. It is an honor.”

“You all…” Ye Tian was bewildered by the sudden shift in tone. He wanted to ask questions, but didn’t know where to begin.

Before he could respond, more people approached.

A girl in yellow strode over confidently. Though her figure was delicate with the freshness of youth, her demeanor had the grace and allure of a mature woman.

“Brother Ye Qiu, hello. I am Huang Qiu’er of the Black Tortoise Clan.”

“Ye Qiu!” Turning, Ye Tian saw that at some point, Gu Qing’er had also come to his side, with Gu Tianzhen and Jiang Cheng following close behind.

“Ye Qiu, be careful! They’re all up to no good—they just want to take you home and turn you into a breeding machine!”