Upon hearing the words "Origin Spirit Spring," what Li Tianming intended to do went without saying.
Those ten beauties from the Women's Rites Palace... those ten balls now could hardly believe their ears... though ears were something they no longer possessed at the moment.
They were all utterly dumbfounded.
"Ah?"
The Seventeenth Prince stared at Li Tianming in slack-jawed disbelief again and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure you want to do this? This isn't a trivial matter."
Li Tianming shrugged. "Weren't they planning to do the same to Chan'er? If I had fallen into their hands, my fate would have been far worse than this. So, I'm merely returning the gift in kind. Compared to them, I'm obviously far more merciful and enlightened. I'm practically a saint!"
"You call this saintly?" The Seventeenth Prince's mind short-circuited. He truly had nothing to say, and after stammering for a long while, he finally said, "The problem is, they all have powerful Lineages. Every one of them is far stronger than the Primordial Chaos Army Manor."
"Don't I have you backing me? Whose background is stronger than yours?" Li Tianming chuckled.
"Fuck!" The Seventeenth Prince wanted to cry without tears. His background was indeed formidable, but the problem was that he was too useless for it to back him up.
"Li Tianming!" White Veil came to her senses. Knowing that repeatedly striking out as an Astral God Origin would damage her foundation, she wisely chose not to keep butting heads with Li Tianming. Instead, she said, "Don't twist the facts. How is this returning a gift in kind? We never did anything to Xuejing Chan. She's perfectly fine. What is there to return?"
"Was it because you didn't want to? I stopped you, after exerting the strength of nine bulls