The Joy of Being a World Lord
Wind-Thunder Secret Realm, God-Suppressing Tower, First Floor.
Heavenly Sound Pavilion, a fragrant breeze wafted through the air, and warm light shone like gauze.
Tang Ping leaned back on the soft couch, the touch beneath him as soft as clouds, his body surrounded by a delicate, calming fragrance, mixed with the mellow aroma of spiritual fruits and fine wine.
Before the couch, a High Elf of the Domain Lord level, dressed in a scarlet dancing dress, sat behind a zither table.
Her dark hair was loosely tied up, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes and brows exuded a myriad of charms. Her peach blossom eyes held a faint smile and sparkled with life. Her slender fingertips rested lightly on the Thunder Sound Wood Zither, her knuckles rounded and tinged with a faint pink blush.
As her fingertips rose and fell, the music flowed out gently, sometimes like a gentle breeze caressing the willows, Gentle and tender; sometimes like thunder surging, hidden and powerful. The imagery of wind and thunder intertwined at her fingertips, making the listener feel completely relaxed.
As the music flowed, a slender figure gracefully danced.
She was a Universe Level Elf girl, dressed in a moon-white gauze dress with delicate wind patterns embroidered on the hem, which flowed like moonlight as she ran. Her face was youthful and beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were lively and charming, her almond eyes were clear as a stream, and when she smiled, there were shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, revealing a touch of innocence and romance.
Her dance steps were light and agile, sometimes like a swallow returning to the forest, her figure nimble and graceful; sometimes like a willow swaying in the breeze, her waist swaying, her skirt fluttering, revealing her slender, fair legs, and her toes touching the ground, creating faint ripples of wind energy that captivated the audience.
On either side of the soft couch, four or five Star Rank Elf attended to them, each one charming and adorable, with their hair styled in double buns, wearing brightly colored short jackets and skirts, revealing their lotus-root-like arms and calves.
Their movements were gentle, their small hands skillfully kneading Tang Ping's shoulders, arms, and fingertips with just the right amount of force, relieving the soreness from his cultivation without being rough.
"Your His Highness, please try this Drunken Immortal Brew, brewed with a thousand-year-old spiritual spring and Star Flower." A little Elf with pigtails held a jade cup, tiptoed to Tang Ping's lips, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.
Tang Ping tilted his head slightly, and the little Elf carefully fed him the wine from the glass.
The mellow wine, with its subtle floral aroma, glides down the throat, instantly spreading warmth throughout the body, so comforting that it makes you squint your eyes.
Another little Elf held up slices of spirit fruit, picked out a crystal-clear Purple Cloud Fruit, and offered it to Tang Ping's lips. "Your His Highness, have some fruit to sober up. This Purple Cloud Fruit is very sweet."
Tang Ping took a bite; the flesh was plump and juicy, sweet but not cloying, and the aroma of the fruit spread across his tongue, refreshing and delicious.
Some of the bolder little Elf held jade bowls filled with Spirit Liquid and gently brought them to Tang Ping's lips, feeding him small sips. Their soft lips would occasionally brush against the corners of his mouth, carrying the unique fragrance of young girls, making his heart flutter slightly.
The music of the zither is melodious, the dance is graceful, a soft hand gently caresses the shoulder, fine wine and spiritual fruit are fed to the lips, and the fragrance of beauty and flowers and fruits lingers around the nose.
Tang Ping -closed his eyes, savoring the ultimate comfort and ease. He felt every pore on his body relax, and all his fatigue and tension vanished.
Surrounded by beautiful women, with everything done for you—is this the life of the strong?
Happy!
At that moment, Tang Ping suddenly felt that all his years of hard work, struggle, and suffering had been worthwhile.
I need to work even harder in the future!
"Ding~"
A crisp notification sound broke the silence of the attic, and a message popped up on the virtual panel: "New email from [Good Brother Liu Hui], brief description: Galaxy Management Annual Report, revenue continues to grow."
Tang Ping glanced at the email preview and a smile appeared on his lips.
Liu Hui is a reliable guy. Not only does he send Luo Family family a monthly report on the operations of more than two hundred star systems, but he also makes a special copy. The financial details in the report are accurate to two decimal places, and even the purpose of purchasing screws on a certain planet is clearly stated.
With his current World Lord Rank Divine Power, his information processing speed is comparable to that of a supercomputer. He finished reading the annual report in just a few seconds. Finally, he stopped at the end and Liu Hui asked him if he was busy, wanting to invite him to get together in the Virtual Universe for an "interstellar barbecue".
The universe is vast, with distances often spanning tens of thousands of light-years. Sometimes, even biological fathers and sons may not see each other for thousands of years. After all, the time and resource costs of traveling across galaxies are far greater than those of virtual communication.
This has also made the Virtual Universe a common social space.
"Xiao Ai, invite Liu Hui to a virtual call," Tang Ping said lazily.
"Honorable master, Little Love will make a call for you immediately." As soon as the sweet electronic voice finished speaking, a chubby figure appeared in the virtual projection.
Liu Hui looked much more prosperous than when they last met, his round face beaming with joy. His custom-made Star Rank Peak Battle was almost stretched taut. When he saw the scene in the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, his pupils dilated in shock, and then he clutched his chest and gritted his teeth.
"Hey! Tang Ping, are you even human?! I'm working myself to the bone calculating reports in this galaxy, and you're here basking in the company of beauties, listening to music and watching dances? Please, have some decency! Can't you at least pretend to be diligently cultivating in front of me?! If you really can't—move over a bit, let me experience what it's like to be a big shot!"
Tang Ping raised an eyebrow, tapped the virtual panel with his fingertip, and said with a half-smile, "Unfortunately, I've already recorded your heartfelt words just now, and I'll send them to Sister-in-law Hui now."
"Thump!"
In the virtual projection, Liu Hui knelt down without hesitation, his chubby face instantly contorted into a fawning smile, "Brother! I was wrong! Dear brother! Please delete the recording, or I'll have to kneel on the spirit crystal floor tonight!"
Tang Ping couldn't help but chuckle as he watched him cower in fear.
Hehehe~
After exchanging a few playful banter, Tang Ping entered the Virtual Universe.
"Stop being so sour," Tang Ping said, swiping his finger across the virtual panel and instantly entering a luxuriously decorated virtual interstellar restaurant. The table was laden with sizzling Star Beast Steak, Spirit Plant Salad shimmering with iridescent colors, and several bottles of aged wine.
"You're lucky! It's my treat today, eat whatever you want."
Liu Hui's eyes lit up instantly. Forgetting all his jealousy, he grabbed his knife and fork and shoved the thick slice of Star Beast Steak meat, splattering juices all over his mouth. He mumbled, "Brother Ping is the best!"
He gulped down a large mouthful of red wine with relish, letting the liquid slide down his throat before patting his chest and deliberately puffing out his belly to make the "Ninth-Tier Star Rank" title above his head even more prominent, boasting, "Brother Ping, how about that? See how awesome I am?"
Tang Ping took a sip of the Spirit Liquid without even lifting his eyelids. "I'm not looking, I'm afraid of needles."
"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Hui exploded, slamming his fist on the table in a fit of rage. "I'm clearly Vast Endowment, ptooey, ptooey, why are you arguing with me about this!" He quickly straightened his expression, pointing to his title and emphasizing, "Look carefully, peak Star Rank!"
A true powerhouse of the Milky Way Galaxy!
Tang Ping gave a thumbs-up in agreement, his tone flat. "Impressive."
This reaction clearly didn't satisfy Liu Hui's desire to show off, and he immediately launched into a tirade. "You have no idea, I made a stroke of genius in the stock market a while ago! I spotted the Luo Family's concept stocks and bought them at the bottom, then immediately deleted the software to avoid seeing them. Decades later, when I opened them again, wow! They had multiplied several times over!"
He made a famously exaggerated gesture, his face full of pride. "With money, I didn't hesitate to throw it all into cultivation. Those rare and precious materials that I wouldn't have dared to look at before, I bought them by the pound! I poured handfuls of Spirit Liquid down my body, and forcibly pushed my cultivation level to the peak of the Star Rank!"
With this kind of strength, I can rank among the middle level in the entire Luo Family. Who will dare to look down on me in the future?
After boasting for a while about his "investment talent," Liu Hui noticed that Tang Ping remained calm and composed. His hand holding the wine glass paused, and a sudden sense of foreboding washed over him.
He put down his knife and fork, cautiously probing, "Brother Ping —you haven't been slacking off lately, have you? What's your current skill level?"
"Whoosh~"
As soon as the words were spoken, a dazzling, diamond-like light suddenly shone in mid-air above the Virtual Restaurant. Floating within the light were several large, glittering golden characters, so eye-catching they were almost blinding: Ninth Rank Realm Lord.
"Holy shit!"
Liu Hui spat out the red wine in his mouth with a "pfft," and the knife and fork in his hand clattered onto the table. His eyes were wider than the Star Beast Steak in front of him, and he couldn't utter a second word for a long time.