Truthfully, Yuan Bizhan getting kicked away was mostly due to Fang Xing taking advantage of an unfair situation, but considering he was the one who attacked first and caused the Dragon King’s daughter to respond, it could be said this was his own fault. After Yuan Bizhan was sent flying, Young Island Master Zhu of Gold Sea Turtle Island immediately turned and furiously slammed his hand on the table with clear intent to attack, but the lotus girl who’d been focusing on eating and drinking everything she could suddenly knocked on the table and demanded, “I want to drink more wine!” Young Island Master Zhu’s gaze turned muddled before his expression was filled with flattery and he poured some wine for her; Yuan Bizhan could only lay on the ground for a long time without anyone coming to his aid….

　　The Dragon King’s daughter was surprised and looked at Fang Xing with a meaningful glance; she hadn’t expected him to attack with such harshness. Yuan Bizhan was a cultivator from Videha, after all, and—despite him making the first attack—even she had only stopped his strike without any thoughts of killing him. If any other cultivator had been sneak attacked by a Videha cultivator and was able to survive, they’d be thanking all kinds of gods and fleeing thousands of miles away—better safe than sorry. This kid, however, kicked out without the slightest hesitation, making the Dragon King’s daughter feel his courage was worthy of her admiration. Of course, he was someone who dared to flirt with and try to grope her in public, so doing something like this wasn’t really anything out of character.

　　“How… how dare you injure me, you little livestock….” Yuan Bizhan spat out some blood before barely raising his body. His gaze was filled with hatred, anger, and viciousness.

　　Fang Xing looked at him and spoke in a casual manner, as though nothing had happened, “You should be glad you’re at a place like this, or else I would have killed you…” Such words shook all of the cultivators present; for a kid to dare threaten a Videha cultivator, his guts were truly so vast as to cover the heavens.

　　“Enough! Mister Yuan, it was who you attacked first, so speak no more of this now!” The Dragon King’s daughter put an end to their argument before she turned to the sea-beast maid next to her and ordered, “Help carry Mister Yuan over to a quiet side hall and help him with his wounds. Be sure to use the best medicines in the Colored Glass Palace on him….” Once that was done, she calmly turned towards Fang Xing who looked back with a sly smirk that made people feel uncomfortable. The Dragon King’s daughter paused before showing a helpless smile. “This fellow Daoist has won this Red Order.” She looked back to the sea-snake maid before continuing, “Sheji, take him to my room!”

　　“Good, ahaha…” Fang Xing was filled with so much joy he doubled over with laughter.

　　The sea-snake maid who’d disdained and was scolded by Fang Xing earlier slowly walked up. She looked to him with a half-smile, but in her expression was a hint of dislike and helplessness that was carefully hidden. She very politely extended her hand and said, “Fang Ritian, fellow Daoist Fang, please follow me, Sheji, along this way. You are very lucky, and I can only hope your skills are as great as your luck to be able to enjoy such a great chance….”

　　Fang Xing snickered and cupped his hands towards her. “You’re being too polite.” He sent a wink over to the Dragon King’s daughter and left with the sea-snake maid.

　　All the cultivators in the hall suddenly burst out in discussion. Everyone felt this kid had truly gotten lucky; there was no lack for genius in this hall filled with so many people, so how did this little bastard get so lucky as to get this chance? Was it because of his knowledge allowing him to appraise the two treasures? That great charisma? Of course, there were also those who unwillingly admitted it was all because of those damned guts of his. Although he’d gotten his hands on the Red Order, he’d still angered Videha’s Yuan clan, so it was hard to say whether this was truly fortune or misfortune.

　　Under the guidance of the sea-snake maid who walked with a light sway to her hips, Fang Xing was led through the hallways of the Colored Glass Palace until he arrived at a large room decorated with beautiful jewels. The huge room was thirty square meters and filled with the tastes of the Dragon Clan, demonstrating extravagant wealth where even the beads on the bronze pillars were made from invaluable Midnight Pearls. In the center of the room was a round thirty-foot-wide bed adorned with soft fox fur, and a picture showing nine different beauties without an inch of clothing was pinned on the wall behind it. The beauties in the pictures showed off various sexually-arousing poses with their tender sentiments practically flowing out from the picture, enough so that a single glance could cause someone to feel weak and unable to draw away.

　　“Just wait here.” The sea-snake maid looked as though Fang Xing had committed a faux pas of some kind and turned to leave after her soft command.

　　Fang Xing smirked and hopped onto the giant bed, and his entire body nearly sank into the soft fox-fur bedding. He laid out on the bed in a star shape while watching the constellation shapes formed by the Midnight Pearls, and he chuckled a few times while quietly reviewing every detail of the method taught to him by the lotus girl to make sure nothing was forgotten.

　　He waited like this for the entire time for a burn of an incense, but the Dragon King’s daughter still had yet to show herself. The light within the room was dim and there was no movement at all, and a faint, sweet scent had been left within that caused others to feel sleepy.

　　Fang Xing lay on the bed a little longer before he got up and started to wander around the room. After coming across a few crystal jugs filled with some good wine as thick as blood, he gave the jug a sniff and—detecting the sweetness contained within—grabbed it to get a mouthful of wine. He smacked his lips in satisfaction and decided the taste wasn’t bad at all, so he took an entire jug for himself while casually picking up the melons nearby to eat while wandering about some more.

　　There were indeed a lot of treasures inside this room, but there weren’t many that looked valuable to him—the only things worthwhile seemed to be the Midnight Pearls embedded on the bronze pillars. He decided to pry a few off to make some kind of jewelry for Xiao Mahn, and just as he’d pried off the eleventh bead, a soft music rose from outside the room. The sound was airy as though someone was softly singing, the voice beautiful and bewitching to such an extent it tugged at one’s heart. It was clear the sound was able to pass through all the walls of this palace and make it feel as though someone was singing right into his ears, but it was as light as a soft breeze. It was intoxicating.

　　The bedroom door gradually opened alongside a gust of wind. A tall and perfectly-curved woman with a thin layer of lace over her body slowly walked inside, and although her face was as cold as usual, she was nothing short of perfection and her jade-like legs could cause an observer to indulge in all manner of fantasies….

　　The Dragon King’s daughter had arrived.

　　Fang Xing patted the place beside him to gesture for the Dragon King’s daughter to come over. “What a beauty. Hurry and come over here.”

　　A faintly disdainful smile appeared on the Dragon King daughter’s face, but she still slowly crawled onto the bed. Her slender lily-white hand pressed to Fang Xing’s chest, and although it was as cold as ice, its movement was smooth and tender. It slid and quickly entered Fang Xing’s clothes, leaving even Fang Xing a little surprised in the process. His expression was rather dumbstruck and he looked to the Dragon King’s daughter in a daze, revealing this was indeed his very first time.

　　The light of the room dimmed even further with a sense of ambiguity. The fragrance was delicate and sweet, and the woman was a jade-like beauty. The Dragon King’s daughter lowered herself to kiss tenderly at Fang Xing’s not-so-broad chest that was still somewhat sturdy, all while Fang Xing lay on his back with his gaze focused on the ceiling. In the face of mankind’s greatest pleasure, he seemed to have no interest.

　　After a long time had passed, the Dragon King Daughter’s tongue began to slowly inch its way to a far more sensitive area of his body, but Fang Xing abruptly jumped up and pressed her neck against the large bed. His sudden movement was so brutish that a look of clear shock appeared on her face, but she quickly thought this was perhaps what Fang Xing enjoyed so she showed a sweet smile.

　　Fang Xing stooped down towards her. She puckered her lips as though waiting for a kiss, but Fang Xing unexpectedly only gazed at her closely for a few moments longer before slapping his hand towards her with a Sense Suspension Talisman in his fingers—he was about to bind the Dragon King’s daughter.

　　“Dammit, how dare you cheat your little grandpa with a fake? Can you be a bit more responsible?”

　　The Dragon King’s daughter reacted incredibly quickly. The moment she saw the talisman heading her way, her body immediately retreated as smoothly as a snake, allowing her to slip out from beneath Fang Xing and jump three feet away while shouting, “What are you trying to do?”

　　“I should be the one asking what you are trying to do.” Fang Xing sneered while standing up from the bed. “You little long worm, do you think I won’t pull out all of your snake tendons after you toyed with your little grandpa like this?” He folded his arms and looked coldly towards the completely nude Dragon King’s daughter standing not far away.

　　“You… how did you….” The Dragon King’s daughter seemed extremely surprised at this, and her expression was even somewhat panicked.

　　“How did I know?” Fang Xing slowly raised himself up and pulled the picture of nine beauties off the wall, revealing a deep but spacious cavern estate. He thrust his hand inside and made a grasping motion while rotating his Qi, causing an invisible force to shoot out shortly before a loud explosion could be heard. When he tugged forcibly back, a giant boulder-like object was pulled from the cavern estate and casually tossed into the room. It was a giant clam, and faced with such powerful movements, the shell opened to reveal a petite three-foot-tall woman who had a look of terror on her face.

　　Fang Xing sneered and a black shadow suddenly slithered out from his sleeve. It was none other than the Immortal’s Snare, and its appearance caused the Dragon King daughter’s face to fall. She looked as though she intended to flee, but the Immortal’s Snare rushed towards her and she didn’t have any power to resist; the black shadow snagged and coiled around her waist before dragging her over completely.

　　The Dragon King’s daughter wanted to scream, but Fang Xing sat on her and covered her mouth with his hand. After blocking her mouth, he began gently kneading while instilling some Qi, and soon the beautiful appearance of the Dragon King’s daughter disappeared and another person was seen instead. The flushed woman was none other than the very same sea-snake maid who’d led him here—Sheji.