The instant the message went out.
The entire Chat Group erupted. Everyone was thrown into utter shock.
So that was what "God of Paying for Sex" meant!
The Pope Palace of Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong was utterly stunned. Her breathtaking face was filled with fury and resentment.
A shameless scumbag who couldn't keep it in his pants could actually become a god in the future?
She felt miserable.
For Spirit Hall, for the sake of becoming a god, she had endured so much suffering and paid a price beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Even now, though she stood at the pinnacle of the continent, the path to godhood remained impossibly difficult.
What gave a cowardly scumbag like him the right to be so fortunate?
Among the Shrek team.
After Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong read through the entire chat, their expressions turned extremely unpleasant.
They looked up ahead.
Dai Mubai was walking with Oscar, Tang San, and the others, laughing and joking. The sight of them grinning and fooling around made her sick.
Xiao Wu grumbled to herself.
No way.
Could Boss Dai, who usually seemed so virtuous and upright, really be a customer who'd slept with twins?
Ning Rongrong felt sick to her stomach, too.
But they had already witnessed the group leader's strength and methods. There was no way he would lie, so they chose to believe him without question.
The two exchanged a glance and saw the same disgust in each other's eyes.
They resolved to keep their distance from these repulsive scumbags from then on.
Beneath the trees of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Zhu Zhuqing stared at the chat in her mind, and her peerlessly beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale.
She had already been leaning weakly against a tree trunk. Now, even the strength to stand had been drained from her.
Her long, shapely legs, wrapped in black stockings, weakly crossed one over the other. Her tight leather outfit accentuated her stunning figure to the extreme, radiating an alluring aura.
Yet her beautiful body trembled uncontrollably.
Every word Qin Feng had sent to the group felt like a poison-coated blade, mercilessly twisting into her heart.
Was this the fiancé she had crossed countless mountains and rivers to find, without regard for her own life?
On the road, she had endured her family's relentless, brutal pursuit and escaped death several times. She hadn't even dared to close her eyes while sleeping.
And that man—the Star Luo prince who kept insisting he was born to be free—was fooling around with twins at the Rose Hotel in Suotuo City!
The searing pain of being betrayed utterly overwhelmed her reason.
A mist welled in her cool, lovely eyes, but Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and stubbornly lifted her head, refusing to let those humiliating tears fall.
Even if this arranged marriage had been beyond their control, Dai Mubai had gone far too far.
He had trampled every bit of her resolve, hurt, and hope beneath his feet without mercy.
What a spineless coward. What a scumbag who couldn't keep it in his pants!
What did she care if he became the God of War of the Star Luo Empire in the future? What did she care if he became a god adored by millions?
She couldn't care less!
Hate surged wildly in her heart. Zhu Zhuqing clenched her pale fist, her long nails cutting straight into her palm.
Hu Liena, standing nearby, had just finished reading the earth-shattering gossip in the group.
With her arms crossed, she turned her head and happened to see Zhu Zhuqing's devastated, woeful expression.
Hu Liena blinked her foxlike eyes, parted her red lips, and bluntly voiced her disdain.
"This prince of the Star Luo Empire really is a one-in-a-million scumbag."
"Running away to save his own skin is one thing, but he still has the nerve to fool around outside and treat his fiancée, who came all this way to find him, like she doesn't exist."
"If I were in her shoes, I'd personally castrate that disgusting scumbag."
Hearing those unfiltered words, Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled again. Her already pale face grew even more miserable, and blood seeped from her tightly bitten lips.
Qin Feng took in both girls' reactions and gave a slight shake of his head, saying nothing more.
He then focused all his attention on the Chat Group panel in his mind.
The group's activity had now gone through the roof, and members of every major faction were frantically refreshing the messages.
The familiar, delightful system notification rang out in his mind at just the right moment.
[Group activity requirement met. Generous rewards have been issued.] [Obtained the 100,000-Year Golden Dragon Right Arm Bone. Power increased tenfold to the extreme, Dragon Transformation greatly enhanced, and exclusive Soul Bone Skill acquired: Dragon God Claw!]
As the reward arrived, a violent, scorching current surged through Qin Feng's every limb and bone.
At the same time, an overbearing, primordial force exploded inside the bones of his right arm, distorting even the space around him into rippling waves.
Qin Feng clenched his fist in satisfaction. His bones ground together with a crisp crack.
Feeling the terrifying power churning within him like an overturned river and sea, he thought he could shatter a mountain with a single punch.
He really was frighteningly strong now.
Just as he quietly took in the changes to his body—
"Rumble—"
The earth beneath his feet shook violently, as if hit by a magnitude-seven earthquake.
The towering ancient trees around them, each so wide it would take several people to wrap their arms around it, seemed to have been struck across the middle by an invisible giant hammer. They toppled in swaths.
A fiercely destructive pressure surged toward them again, like a storm sweeping across the wilderness.
Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing instantly went pale. Almost at the same time, they looked toward the sound.
The dense forest not far away had been forcibly torn open, leaving a huge gap.
The 60,000-year-old Thousand-Junction Ant Emperor, as massive as a small mountain, had circled around and returned!
Its three pairs of thick, dark-golden legs trampled heavily into the earth, leaving deep craters with every step.
Its blood-red compound eyes, each as big as a millstone, glinted with a cold, savage light as it fixed its gaze on them.
"Why is it back again?"
Hu Liena cried out in terror. Horror filled her beautiful face as she staggered backward.
"Run! This isn't something we can handle!"
Zhu Zhuqing forced down the hatred and heartache in her chest and struggled to get to her feet, trying to flee.
But Qin Feng stood steady as the Immovable Wisdom King, his posture straight and unwavering. He had no intention of retreating even half a step.
"Why run?"
"This beast came at just the right time. I was wondering where to find it in this vast forest."
"It's perfect for my fourth Soul Ring."
Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing both froze at his words.
They stared at Qin Feng as if he were a complete lunatic, their minds blank.
A 60,000-year-old Thousand-Junction Ant Emperor?
As his fourth Soul Ring?
This wasn't simply reckless. It was a suicidal act of utter madness!
Everyone knew that the limit for an ordinary Soul Master's fourth Soul Ring was around 5,000 years.
And he actually wanted to skip ahead by more than ten times the limit and absorb a top Ferocious Beast with a lifespan of 60,000 years?