Lying Drunk in a Beauty's Lap, Awake and Ruling the World

In the Solar System, after hanging up the video call with Xu Xin at the Platinum Temple, Tang Ping did not immediately recall the maids who had been scattered outside. Instead, he sat upright, his fingertips hovering over the Optical Computer for a moment, and solemnly drafted an email to King Jiantuo.

Moreover, with the two tribes locked in fierce commercial warfare, Tang Ping needed to be both magnanimous and composed, displaying the composure of a superior, while also conveying a degree of sincerity and avoiding making definitive statements. He struck the perfect balance in this situation.

Tang Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief when the email sending success notification lit up, as if a huge burden had been lifted. The next second, he called out loudly, "Fang Shu!"

At a command, the maids filed in, and the once quiet Platinum Temple was instantly filled with the tinkling of jade pendants and soft, sweet voices, a decadent atmosphere.

Of course, to prevent others from misunderstanding that King Anle was a pleasure-seeking person, this time the Platinum Temple completely isolated itself from internal and external sounds and images.

Sigh, being a big shot isn't easy; you have to consider the impact on your daily life.

Tang Ping shook his head slightly and announced loudly, "Fang Shu! Issue my order: all the beauties selected in the new Galaxy Beauty Pageant, enter the hall! Today is a fine day and a beautiful scene; we should all enjoy it together!"

Before the words were finished, the palace doors, weighing a thousand tons, slowly opened, and a group of women dressed in dazzling gowns entered one after another, the star-shaped diamonds embedded in their skirts swirling with their steps.

They were all peerless beauties selected from billions of beings in the Milky Way Galaxy, with skin as white as snow, eyes full of affection, and a graceful gait, each with their own unique charm: some carried a pipa, their fingertips lightly plucking and strumming, evoking a touch of melancholy; some held a jade flute, their red lips slightly parted as if to breathe in the stars and moon. And some even walked in gracefully, simply lifting their skirts, smiling before speaking, their dimples deep.

"Greetings, King Anle!" The women bowed in unison, their voices soft and melodious, like orioles singing in a valley or clear springs gurgling over rocks. Tang Ping felt completely at ease, as if his bones had become lighter.

"No need for formalities." Tang Ping strode to the throne at the highest point of the hall, and after taking his seat, he waved his hand and said casually, "There's no need for formalities today. Just enjoy yourselves. Fine wine and delicacies have been prepared. Sing and dance to your heart's content!"

As soon as the king's decree was issued, melodious music surged forth like a tide.

The pipa's sound was crisp and lively, like shattered jade falling onto a silver plate; the jade flute's sound was melodious and lingering, like flowing clouds swirling around a mountain peak; amidst the ensemble of silk and bamboo instruments, several graceful women took the lead in twirling and dancing.

Their dance steps were as light as butterflies, and as their skirts fluttered, the starlight refracted into countless rays of light. In the interplay of light and shadow, it was impossible to tell whether there was Galaxy inside the palace or the Galaxy falling into the palace.

Some people twirled and flicked their water sleeves, from which suddenly a shower of pink and white petals floated out, filling the air with fragrance; others leaped lightly to the music, and as their toes touched the ground, crystalline energy lotuses appeared out of thin air, their petals unfolding and closing.

Tang Ping picked up the jade cup on the table, and a stunningly beautiful woman immediately stepped forward obediently. When she bent her knees, the hem of her skirt spread out like a blooming flower. With her slender hands, she picked up the wine pot and carefully filled his cup.

"Wine poured by the beauty herself deserves a grand toast!" Tang Ping tilted his head back and downed the cup in one gulp, slamming it heavily on the table before bursting into laughter. "A reward! One million Black Dragon Coin!"

The woman's eyes lit up with surprise, and she quickly curtsied to express her gratitude, her voice becoming even softer.

Seeing this, the beauties around him became even more eager, and they all stepped forward: some played the zither for him, the music lingering and tender; some sang for him, their voices melodious and graceful; some drank with him, whispering softly.

The hall was filled with laughter and joy, a warm and harmonious atmosphere, a scene of peace and prosperity.

Tang Ping's spirits rose higher and higher. Sometimes he would drink with the beauties, and sometimes he would hum along with the music. When he was in high spirits, he would even get up and take the hand of a beauty, and dance with her in the hall.

As his clothes fluttered in the wind, the fragrance of a beautiful woman lingered in his nostrils. Surrounded by wine, meat, and a beautiful woman in his arms, Tang Ping felt that this was the ultimate pleasure in the world.

Amidst the merriment, his casual conversation with the beauty gradually deepened.

In the dark stone chamber of the Jin Zhou Secret Realm, King Jiantuo slowly opened his eyes, a flash of divine light disappearing in an instant.

He looked inward and saw that his divine body had recovered to 18%, a speed that was considered swift in the thousands of years of seclusion.

Of course, he never used the divine body restoration Supreme Treasure sent by those secret forces; if he had, he would have already recovered to his full strength by now.

It's not that I'm unwilling, but that I'm unable to.

You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household. The Ross Family's vast empire requires resources everywhere, so they should save wherever possible. Besides, they're not at war now, so using precious Supreme Treasure to restore their divine bodies would be a complete waste.

He needs to plan for the future of his family, and every resource must be used wisely.

With a soft sigh, King Jiantuo raised his hand to bring up the family's real-time intelligence. His gaze swept over the lines of data, and a cold smile gradually appeared on his lips.

The business war between the Ross Family and the Luo Family has recently intensified, with price wars and promotional offers seemingly harming both sides, but in reality, the Luo Family is suffering greater losses.

The Jinzhou Universe Kingdom is essentially the Ross Family's home turf. The organizers are his people, the referees are his people, and even the audience in the market is mostly supporters of the Ross Family.

How could a newly promoted World Lord Rank genius from the Luo Family possibly contend with him single-handedly?

With a loss ratio of 3:1, how could the Ross Family possibly lose?

The more King Jiantuo thought about it, the more confident he became, even feeling that this business war was somewhat unnecessary. At worst, when the crucial moment came, he would personally step in and force Luo Feng to show himself. At that time, he would then feign reconciliation and the mission would be easily accomplished.

This money is so easy to earn.

The next moment, the Virtual Universe suddenly emitted a notification sound, "Ding~ An important email has been received from the higher-ups of the Cosmic Galaxy Milky Way. Please check your inbox."

"Oh?" King Jiantuo was taken aback, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Could it be that the high-limit credit certificate he applied for earlier has been approved? He tapped his finger, and the email content instantly appeared before his eyes.

"So you're going against the Luo Family, huh? I don't object to fair competition in business, but if you resort to underhanded tactics, don't blame me for personally dealing with you!! [Throat-slitting image]"

--King Anle!]

After reading the email, King Jiantuo fell into deep thought.

Who is this bastard? So arrogant! Who gave him the courage? Doesn't he know that Venerable Jin Zhou is backing him?

King Jiantuo was filled with doubts and casually clicked on the personal updates of "King Anle".

Surprisingly, there was no setting to block strangers, but the content only showed posts from the last few thousand years, presumably due to a time limit. A quick scan revealed a uniform scene of drinking, revelry, and beautiful women—utterly decadent and devoid of any substance.

But after flipping down two pages, two recent updates made him instantly abandon his contempt.

The first entry is accompanied by a Flowing Light, illusory image of a palace, with the bold text. "[Commissioned to oversee the Solar System, to dedicate ourselves to the future of Human Race, it is our inescapable duty! [Illustration of Heavy Treasure palace]]"

The second one carries a hint of hostility, accompanied by an image of several figures hanging in the blazing sun, among them a distinctive short man with green hair: [A mere Venerable family dares to interfere with my mission? If I weren't in a good mood lately, I would have annihilated you all! Hmph! [Image of a man being whipped in the Solar System]]

King Jiantuo stared intently at the map of the Heavy Treasure palace, somewhat alarmed. A King Rank who possessed Heavy Treasure palace was practically invincible at the Immortal stage!

What chilled him even more was that the green-haired dwarf hanging from the sun in the picture clearly resembled the iconic appearance of the Venerable Boswa's family. That family was known throughout the universe for its pettiness and vindictiveness, and yet this King Anle dared to openly provoke them and continue to enjoy himself unscathed. The depth of his background was simply unimaginable!

King Jiantuo secretly rejoiced that he hadn't acted impulsively.

He was able to cultivate to the level of King Rank expert with his not-so-outstanding talent, not by brute force, but by "following his heart." He was pragmatic, knew when to advance and retreat, and never dared to provoke those he could not afford to offend.

His thoughts raced, and he immediately replied to the email, "Rest assured, Your King Anle! The Ross Family will uphold commercial fairness!"

After sending the message, he immediately sent urgent instructions to the seventh-generation descendants of his clan, strictly ordering them to immediately stop all underhanded operations and that all subsequent competition must be conducted openly and fairly.

Having done all this, King Jiantuo breathed a sigh of relief, then regained some of his confidence. Even in a fair competition, with the Ross Family's deep-rooted foundation, could they really be inferior to a Luo Family that had only risen to prominence a few thousand years ago?

No problem!

But after calming down a bit, another question popped into my head.

Over the years, he had secretly investigated the Luo Family and knew that the seemingly ordinary planet Earth could generate terrifying profits every year. However, apart from Luo Feng, a genius world lord, the Luo Family did not have a single Immortal God.

With such limited strength yet controlling such abundant resources, why didn't the race take over Earth as common property, but instead gave the Luo Family so many preferential treatments?

"It seems the clan has truly placed its bets on Luo Feng," King Jiantuo muttered to himself. "King Anle's initiative to stand up for the Luo Family is probably an early investment, hoping to climb onto this powerful tree once Luo Feng grows up."

But new questions arose: if it was an investment, why did King Anle only warn himself not to get involved personally or use his power to intimidate others, instead allowing both sides to continue their business battle, slowly pressuring the Luo Family in this insidious way?

If it were him, he would most likely act as a mediator to facilitate a peace agreement between the two parties, allowing all three to share the benefits. Wouldn't that be a win-win-win situation for everyone?

King Jiantuo stroked the Storage Ring on his fingertip, then suddenly realized something.

There are only two possibilities: First, King Anle intends to wait until the Luo Family is driven to the brink of despair before intervening to turn the tide. In this way, he can make the Luo Family grateful to him and completely bind them to him.

Secondly, King Anle was unsure whether Luo Feng was still alive. If Luo Feng had already perished, he would simply stand by and watch until the Luo Family collapsed, then he could rightfully take over this lucrative piece of land, Earth!

"Damn it!" King Jiantuo cursed under his breath, thinking to himself, "This Earth is a goose that lays golden eggs! This King Anle is too vicious and shameless!"

After feeling indignant for a while, he also felt a bit helpless.

They have power and influence, and they are incredibly strong. Although I am also a King Rank, I can only be a tool in their schemes. It's truly frustrating.

But then he thought again, he also had Venerable Jin Zhou as his powerful backer. If it really came down to it, he might be able to ask his master to step in and get a share of the spoils. Even if he didn't get much, there was still hope of getting a taste of the soup.

Thinking this, a faint sense of anticipation arose in King Jiantuo's heart.

I hope Luo Feng is alright!

Time flies like an arrow; five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The business conflict between the Luo Family and the Ross Family intensified, spreading from the initial Jinzhou Universe Kingdom to attract the covetous eyes of many other Universe Country.

"He's just a minor realm lord. Even if he's the disciple of the Chaos City Lord, without breaking through to immortality, he's still just a nobody!"

"The Luo Family controls such a precious land as Earth, yet they lack the strength to protect it. It would be a disservice to themselves not to seize it!"

"

Driven by ambition, more and more forces joined the fray, launching a concerted attack on the Luo Family. Suddenly, the Luo Family became the target of the entire universe, their situation becoming increasingly precarious.

The only saving grace was that, despite their aggressive approach, all parties adhered to the bottom line of business competition and refrained from resorting to force. Even so, the annual reports of the Luo Family's various companies showed consecutive losses, with alarmingly high deficits.

What's strange is that no matter how severe the losses, there's always a steady stream of funds flowing into the Luo Family's various companies, allowing them to remain standing even in the face of storms.

This made the battles in the Luo Family's stock market even more brutal, with several violent fluctuations almost every month. Every day, countless gamblers who bet on the Luo Family's collapse went bankrupt, and some even had their bodies sold off by creditors because they were unable to repay their debts, becoming experimental materials for interstellar research institutions.

Inside the Platinum Temple, Tang Ping flipped through the latest interstellar news. Looking at the cases of people going bankrupt and suffering tragic ends due to gambling, he shook his head, his face filled with righteous indignation, and sighed, "Alas, the world is going to the dogs! I am mortal enemies with gambling and drugs!!"

Having said that, he picked up the jade cup on the table, drank the wine in it in one gulp, and the beautiful woman beside him immediately and obediently refilled it for him.

Inside the hall, singing and dancing continued, with decadent music lingering in the air.

After a while, a maidservant bowed and entered, her expression respectful. "Master, Sun Ruowei, head of the Earth branch of Virtual Universe Company, requests an audience."

Tang Ping ran his fingertips through the hair of the beautiful woman beside him, and upon hearing this, he casually waved his hand, his tone languid. "Let her in."

The singing and dancing continued, the music remained.

A moment later, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. Sun Ruowei was wearing the iconic silver-white uniform of the Virtual Universe Company, which outlined her curvaceous figure. Her neat short hair was tucked behind her ears, and her eyebrows and eyes were capable and decisive.

She stood at the palace gate, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and bowed slightly. "Greetings, King Anle."

"What brings you here, Manager Sun?" Tang Ping didn't get up, nor did he even look up at her. He simply held the newly filled jade cup and spoke casually, as if he were chatting.

Sun Ruowei's gaze swept quickly over the beauties attending her in the hall. They were either sitting or standing, their eyes filled with spring-like charm. Their cultivation levels were at most at the Universe Level, making them no different from ants in her eyes.

It was precisely this surrounding of "ants" that made her hesitate; her lips moved, but she didn't speak immediately.

Tang Ping's lips curled into a smirk. He gestured for the beauty beside him to feed him the wine, savoring the lingering fragrance before slowly speaking, "It's alright. These are all my women; there's nothing I can't say. Just speak frankly."

Sun Ruowei stood there, struggling internally. After a moment of hesitation, she finally suppressed all her worries, bent her knees, and knelt down on the ground. Her pretty face was pressed tightly against the cold gold bricks, her body lowered, and her buttocks were unconsciously raised high, her posture Extreme Point humble.

"King Anle, please save me!"