Not bad, you're all here!
Time flew by, and soon the day that the Seventh Prince and Panxi had agreed upon arrived.
On this day, the once inconspicuous and desolate planet suddenly became lively.
In the plaza in front of the luxurious palace-like survival base, there were slaves and female citizens captured from all over the Cui Lang Starfield.
Driven and commanded by the Fire Phoenix Organization's core members, who were dressed in black robes and exuded a powerful aura, the women, dressed in magnificent clothes, stood in formation according to the rehearsals they had practiced over the past few days, displaying their graceful figures to the accompaniment of melodious music.
Even if they were unwilling, these stunning women had no choice but to comply with the requirements, and they couldn't show the slightest emotion on their faces.
They had heard of the Fire Phoenix Organization's cruel methods as slave traders, even if they had never experienced them firsthand.
Especially those women who originally came from slave planets controlled by the Fire Phoenix Organization.
The Liya sisters were also in the crowd, but because of their outstanding looks, they were placed in the front row next to Jinping.
Looking at the black-robed skeletons around them, each exuding a powerful aura, the Liya sisters were almost filled with despair.
Everyone here seems to be more powerful than the demon god guarding their home Condensed Fragrance Star.
But that demon god was a terrifying being who could easily bring their Condensed Splendor Race's strongest patriarch to the brink of death with a single blow!
These black-robed figures, even more powerful than demons, were merely low-level personnel maintaining order here.
Above these black-robed figures were silver-robed figures who were in charge of managing them.
Even the man in the silver robe stood at the very front of the line, waiting respectfully.
What kind of beings are these two sisters, along with the countless beautiful women in the square, who are to be served and received?
Once you fall into the hands of that kind of being, escaping is practically impossible, isn't it?
Perhaps, this is the fate of these sisters, this is the destiny of the Condensed Splendor Race!
The square was filled with fear, despair, resentment, or resignation, yet it maintained an eerie calm.
This tranquility was gradually shattered after several spaceships arrived.
Countless eyes were drawn to the several spaceships that looked extremely luxurious and expensive, thinking that these were probably the so-called important figures they were sent to greet and serve on this desolate planet.
Hatred filled his heart, especially for those women who were originally citizens of the Universe Country but were kidnapped because of their beauty and forcibly implanted with Slave Chip.
The flames of hatred in their eyes as they looked at the spaceship were almost impossible to conceal.
However, the next moment, a terrifying pressure fell precisely on them, and the black-robed men guarding nearby made almost no attempt to conceal their killing intent.
The women, now clearly aware of their situation, could only bury their hatred deep in their hearts.
Before everyone's eyes, the spaceship's hatch opened one after another, and a total of eighteen figures of various kinds flew out.
Among the eighteen figures, one of them was the leader, forming a subtle cluster.
We have met with the board members!
The black-robed and silver-robed figures, who appeared as terrifying and powerful as demons to the women in the square, bowed respectfully like loyal servants upon seeing these eighteen figures.
Upon witnessing this scene, shock appeared in the women's eyes, and their hope of escaping became increasingly slim.
Even these powerful demons were so humble before these eighteen people.
With such status and power, it's a pipe dream for them to regain their freedom!
What shocked them even more was that these eighteen people did not watch their dance while surrounded by black-robed and silver-robed demons, nor did they go into the palace behind to indulge in pleasure.
Instead, he stood at the very front of the line, his expression respectful, his posture as straight as a javelin.
These were not even the people they needed to serve.
What kind of being are they about to encounter?
What will become of them?
Fear and confusion about the unknown lingered in my heart, refusing to dissipate for a long time.
Time passed quietly in this atmosphere, and finally, a magnificent airship appeared out of thin air in the distance and flew towards the palace.
The hearts of the group of beautiful women who had been forcibly abducted in the square pounded like drums, as if they were prisoners awaiting their final judgment.
At the very front of the group, the eighteen directors of the Fire Phoenix Organization stared wide-eyed at the spaceship, their eyes filled with envy.
The F9-class spaceship, the highest-level spaceship they knew of, even a scrap of it would be enough to buy the entire Fire Phoenix Organization.
It was a vehicle they wouldn't even dare to dream of, so the visitor must undoubtedly be His Highness the Seventh Prince.
There could be no one else but him!
They straightened their backs even more, their faces almost overflowing with respect.
Panxi's performance was slightly better than the other seventeen directors, but only by a limited margin.
Although he could afford to buy an F9-class spaceship without much effort after selling the Locke Divine Water.
But he dared not.
As long as his strength is insufficient to safeguard this enormous wealth, he will not dare to expose it.
By getting close to the Seventh Prince, he should be able to access higher-level and rarer cultivation resources, right?
Perhaps one day, he too will achieve great Immortal!
From slave to Immortal, in the entire Ganwu Universe Country, only he has achieved this, hasn't he?
As the F9-class spaceship drew ever closer in the distance, Panxi's ambition reached its peak.
Soon, the spaceship stopped a few kilometers in front of the survival base, and the hatch opened.
Amidst the golden light, two figures descended from the sky, clad in magnificent armor, their handsome features radiating a touch of majesty.
One of the figures exuded a terrifying aura, almost godlike, that sent shivers down one's spine.
Yet this very being is relegated to a position behind an even younger figure.
The young figure had eyes as white as frost, and between his brows, silvery starlight and the marks of time swirled and intertwined.
Seeing this scene, the eighteen directors, including Panxi, were deeply shocked.
Who exactly is that young man? That even the Seventh Prince is willing to humbly submit to him!
Furthermore, what exactly was that mark on the other person's brow that resembled Origin Law, a design they had never seen before?
Suddenly, they remembered the videos of Genius Battle they had watched when they were bored.
It's Li Jing!
How did he end up here?
And they even had the Seventh Prince accompany them?
Without time to think, Panxi and the rest of the Fire Phoenix Organization's core members knelt and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness Li Jing! Greetings, Seventh Prince!"
The sight of everyone kneeling down in unison is visually striking.
The tens of thousands of stunningly beautiful women dancing to the music in the square continued their movements while being shocked by the imposing presence of the newcomers.
Even those eighteen high-ranking officials had no choice but to bow down and submit.
And those who are Universe Citizen, especially the women who had previously seen the leaked videos of Li Jing's Genius Battle and had even supported him.
Shock, disappointment, and relief were all mixed together in my heart.
They seemed to have liked the wrong person back then, but compared to serving those greasy and perverted nobles, Li Jing, the champion of the Genius Battle, was still more acceptable.
Li Jing, hovering high in the air, swept his gaze across the entire arena like lightning. "Not bad, quite a complete lineup."
The sound wasn't loud, but it resonated like thunder in everyone's hearts.
What... what does that mean?