Chapter 141: Saintess, Which Young Man Do You Desire?
On the sky above a military restricted area on the outskirts.
Five golden gates suddenly opened, and twenty Black Moon Knights, clad in silver armor and wearing full helmets, emerged from them. They carried long swords at their waists and formed two neat rows. A tall woman in a snow dress, wearing a beige beret, was the last to exit the light gate.
Simultaneously, behind the warning sign, another light gate opened. A mysterious person in a tailcoat walked over slowly. They wore a pitch-black mask, with a small blue flower blooming in the center, resembling a simple drawing of Green Bone Glaze.
The Blue Flower Masked Man looked up and chuckled, “So it’s the esteemed members of the Black Moon Holy See. What brings you here?”
A handsome man with golden armor and deep eyes stepped out from the knight formation, looking down. “We are here on the Archbishop’s orders to retrieve the Star Bone Glaze. Open the gate.”
“So it’s Lord Ye Lixing, a returning customer.” The Blue Flower Masked Man tilted his head, shook it, and smiled, “But please present your Holy See Archbishop’s hand token.”
“What returning customer!” The young knight’s expression changed. “Qing Mian, don’t talk nonsense!” He turned to the snow-skirt woman behind him and quickly said, “Saintess, don’t listen to his ramblings. I’ve never been here before!”
“Enough, no more nonsense, enter the garden.” Cha Nai Xue ignored him, spoke indifferently, then took out her hand token and walked into the light gate.
The garden was vast, more like an endless sea of flowers than a garden. Qing Mian led the way, glancing back at Cha Nai Xue and the knights behind her. He smiled, “Since you’ve come to the garden, why not experience our services? We have gathered many noble ladies here. If you knights are interested, I can arrange it for you directly. I guarantee you’ll have a great time.”
The twenty silver-armored knights remained expressionless, as if they hadn’t heard him. Ye Lixing, at the front, twitched the corner of his eye and secretly glanced at the Saintess beside him.
Cha Nai Xue raised her eyes and stared coldly at Qing Mian. “You talk too much.”
“Saintess, I apologize. I forgot to consider your preferences.” Qing Mian bowed respectfully and continued to earnestly promote. “In fact, the garden also has many noble sons…” He paused, then shook his head. “Well, that’s true. Saintess, you are of noble status, you probably aren’t interested in these so-called nobles. But if you were interested in some genius young men, would you like to meet them?”
“For example, Count Aer’s youngest son, Aerchele. He’s one meter fifty tall with a childlike appearance and is very popular with the Madam. Of course, if you don’t like the childlike type, we also have a new genius young man who arrived a couple of days ago. He’s the youngest genius in Weiyang Academy…”
The Blue Flower Masked Man prattled on endlessly. Cha Nai Xue found the place increasingly disgusting. She furrowed her delicate brows, her gaze growing unkind. “If you talk more, I’ll—”
“…the youngest genius, and Mu Qingtong’s fiancé, named Xia—”
Sensing the Saintess’s icy killing intent, Qing Mian abruptly stopped speaking, forced to cease his promotion. He had thought that hosting the Saintess today would allow him to break his performance record. But now, it seemed this Saintess was too upright and uninteresting. He had actually hosted another preparatory Saintess from the Black Moon Holy See before, named You Lina. That Saintess was more open and adventurous, which led him to believe all Saintesses from the Black Moon Holy See were like that. However, now it seemed his judgment might have been biased. He said helplessly, “Alright, since Saintess has no interest, then—”
“Wait.” The snow-skirt woman suddenly spoke.
“Ah?”
“…”
Cha Nai Xue was silent for a moment, her expressionless face asking, “You just said Mu Qingtong’s fiancé is also here?”
Qing Mian blinked, his eyes lighting up. “Yes, Xia Feng. Madam Alice specifically requested him. He was brought into the garden two days ago. If the Saintess is interested, I’m sure Madam Alice wouldn’t mind sharing him with you.”
“Insolent!” Ye Lixing reprimanded unhappily. “Qing Mian, who do you think the Saintess is! How could she engage in such debauchery in a filthy place like this!”
“Yes, Lord Ye Lixing, you are correct.” Qing Mian also felt he had overstepped and nodded, bowing. “My apologies, Saintess, please forgive my rudeness.”
“…”
Cha Nai Xue was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and said faintly, “Take me to Xia Feng.”
Qing Mian: “?”
Ye Lixing: “???”
After being stunned for two full seconds, Qing Mian said joyfully, “Saintess, please follow me.”
Ye Lixing’s face turned displeased with shock. He hadn’t expected the woman he admired to be like this. “Saintess, the Archbishop dispatched us to retrieve the Star Bone Glaze. Are you abandoning our important mission for frivolous pleasure?!”
Cha Nai Xue ignored him, merely frowning and continuing to ask, “Hasn’t Xia Feng been touched by anyone yet?”
“No, no, rest assured, Saintess. This genius is very pure. According to his registration information, he’s still a virgin. Both his first time and his first kiss are still intact. Oh, and by the way,” Qing Mian added, “The Star Bone Glaze is actually in the banquet hall where Xia Feng is. So, Saintess, you can actually have fun with Xia Feng while looking for the Star Bone Glaze. It won’t delay the main mission.”
Qing Mian’s choice of words was crude and unbearable. The corners of Cha Nai Xue’s eyelids twitched, and she pursed her lips, asking nothing further, merely quickening her pace slightly.
!
“Saintess, don’t rush, don’t rush. Please come this way.”
“…I’m not rushing.”
“Alright, alright, you’re not rushing. This is the VIP passage, it’s faster.”
“…”
*
After Xia Feng slit the blond man’s throat with a fruit knife, the blond man clutched his neck and fell backward.
“You damn fool, seize this lowly scoundrel!”
With a cold shout, ten figures in black robes and blue flower masks appeared above the venue.
Whoosh— Whoosh—
They all enclosed Xia Feng.
Xia Feng stomped his foot and retreated, closing in on a stone pillar in the center of the venue. But what he didn’t expect was that he bumped into a golden barrier as he approached. He looked up; the giant stone pillar, entwined with Green Bone Glaze, was surrounded by a transparent barrier that flickered with golden radiance, constantly dissipating and reappearing. It was a miniature Boundless Realm constructed from Boundless Stones, possessing extremely strong defensive capabilities that prevented anyone from getting close.
“How dare you kill a noble in the Garden? Boy, you’re dead!” said a man wearing a dog-head mask, standing beside the blond man’s corpse. “No one can save you today!”
Xia Feng looked calmly at the surrounding crowd, his brows furrowed. He secretly contemplated how to break through this miniature Boundless Realm. The Seven-eyed Level Calamity Realm could only swallow people; it couldn’t do anything else.
“All of you, go! Seize this lowly scoundrel!” The dog-headed man waved his hand. Just as he finished speaking with a cold sneer, a cold, low roar came from the entrance, “What are you doing?!”
“All of you, stop for me!”
