Supreme Dragon Seal

The three elf girls wore elegant robes, fluttering in the cold wind at the entrance of the valley. The occasional dazzling white of their clothes was even more eye-catching than the snow on the ground.

“Damn, they’re so beautiful. If I could marry an elf beauty and have her as my wife, I would die without regrets,” said Iron Head, rubbing his bald head while staring straight at the three elf girls.

With a loud smack, Lie Feng slapped Iron Head’s head hard. “Stop dreaming. It’s possible with half-elves, but pure-blooded elves? You won’t even have a chance in your next life,” 

“I was just thinking about it,” Iron Head shrugged and said.

Indeed, the elf race was one that valued bloodlines greatly. Once the elf bloodline was impure, they were no longer the chosen ones of the gods. No half-elf had ever reached the Saint realm. Therefore, the elf race did not recognize half-elves as their own. Once a half-elf was born, their fate was to be banished.

From the intact elf markings on the pointed ears of the three elf girls, it could be seen that they were pure-blooded elves.

The two rows of Black Armored soldiers responsible for defense all brandished their weapons, forming a shield formation. One of them shouted loudly, “Stop! Report your identity and purpose, or we’ll kill you without mercy!”

The Black Armored Army was an elite force trained from the pile of corpses. Perhaps other soldiers responsible for guard duty would marvel and fantasize upon seeing such beautiful elf girls, but the Black Armored soldiers would never be so distracted as to forget their duties. The baptism of blood had hardened their hearts like iron, and if these three elf girls were deemed as enemies, their swords would mercilessly strike them down.

“Deacons of West Spirit City’s Starfall, Yan Ling, Ru Feng, and Piao Xue request an audience with Lord Viscount,” said the elf warrior woman with a magnificent long sword in front of her, her voice crisp and pleasing to the ear, like pearls falling on a jade plate, unforgettable.

“Let them come,” said Qi Bei, wondering about the purpose of these three women.

Three elven girls entered Qi Bei’s tent, their curious eyes examining the nonchalant Qi Bei sitting on the chair. Meanwhile, Qi Bei sat with his legs crossed, his evil gaze fixed on their bodies.

“Elves are truly beautiful. This is the first time this young master has seen an elf, and their reputation is well-deserved… By the way, feel free to sit, don’t be polite.” Qi Bei’s smile was very exaggerated, making people want to step on him with their feet.

The three elf girls looked a little unhappy. There were no other chairs in the tent except the one Qi Bei was sitting on. Did he expect them to sit on the ground?

“Ah, I forgot. The tent is simple and there aren’t any spare chairs. How about you sit on my lap? Not just three, even five of you can fit,” Qi Bei patted his lap and chuckled.

Frivolous, lecherous, shameless…

These were the thoughts of the three elven girls toward Qi Bei. Rumor has it that he was a notorious playboy in the Golden Leaf Imperial City, and it seemed like it wasn’t an exaggeration. Even if he had some strength, he wouldn’t be able to accomplish much with just over two hundred Black Armored soldiers under his command. The old foxes in the city could easily outsmart him.

“I think we’ve come to the wrong place. Goodbye,” the elven warrior named Yan Ling said with disgust, as she prepared to leave with her two sisters.

“You can come and go as you please? Do you think I’m that easy to meet?” Qi Bei laughed.

“Do you think your soldiers can keep us here?” Yan Ling said coldly. She was obviously the leader among the three.

“You can try to leave,” Qi Bei raised his eyebrows with a teasing expression.

Suddenly, the three elven girls felt a suffocating sensation as two strong killing intents enveloped them.

“King-Grade warrior and King-Grade mage!” The three elven girls were horrified. Among them, Yan Ling was a warrior, Ruo Feng was an archer, and Piao Xue was a mage, all of them at the Senior level. The three professions complemented each other and could definitely withstand the average King-Grade expert.

However, the hidden King-Grade experts were not average, and there were two of them. The three elven girls couldn’t possibly fight against them.

“Trap them,” Qi Bei smiled.

Suddenly, the three elven girls were bound by thin strands of earth-yellow magic light.

Yan Ling gritted her teeth and tried to resist, but the killing intent emitted by the hidden King-Grade warrior made her too afraid to move.

“Hahaha, three little beauties, let this young master have some fun with you.” Qi Bei stood up with an evil grin and began to unbutton his clothes.

“No, don’t come near us…Waa…you bad person, don’t come near me…” Piao Xue, the elven mage, was clearly frightened and started to cry, tears rolling down like broken pearls.

Qi Bei was taken aback. How easily scared they were? Weren’t they the deacons of Starfall? As deacons, they should have strong adaptability and psychological resilience. Among these three elven girls, apart from Yan Ling who was still calm, Ruo Feng also had a look of horror on her face, almost on the verge of tears.

“Not fun, this young master hates girls who cry. I’ll come play with you when you stop crying.” Qi Bei muttered to himself as he leisurely buckled his belt and walked out.

After listening to Qi Bei’s words, Piao Xue couldn’t stop crying, and even Ru Feng’s eyes were teary as she sobbed.

“Okay, stop crying. He’s just trying to scare us,” Yan Ling said. She had seen the smile in Qi Bei’s eyes just now and guessed that he had been acting on purpose from beginning to end. Now, they had been scared enough to reveal their true selves.

“But what if he really wasn’t joking? What if he’s up to something bad?” Piao Xue sobbed, tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful.

Yan Ling rolled her eyes and looked annoyed. She had trained these two girls for so long. In West Spirit City, as the deacons of Starfall, even the Blood Wolves and Shadow Clan wouldn’t dare to mess with them. Among the three of them, Yan Ling was always the one who spoke. Ru Feng and Piao Xue just needed to look calm, composed, and mysterious.

“Young Master, you scared three beautiful elves like this, you’re so bad,” Outside the tent Huan Ying said with a chuckle.

“Are they beautiful? They’re not as beautiful as you,” Qi Bei chuckled as he touched Huan Ying’s pretty face.

Jin Gang stood aside. He looked at Huan Ying’s shy and charming expression, and his gaze softened. He followed Qi Bei in the first place because of his little sister. He wasn’t stupid and had already seen that his little sister had feelings for Qi Bei. During this period of time, he had come to understand Qi Bei’s character and believed that his little sister would be happy with him.

“Young Master, what do you plan to do with them?” Huan Ying asked, with an implied plea to spare the three beautiful elf girls.

“Hehe, my Huan Ying’s sympathy is overflowing? Don’t worry, I’m just going to keep them captive for a while and dull their edge,” Qi Bei laughed, his eyes shining with a calculating light.