Dragon Martial Sword Supreme

The Royal Family Inn was equipped with a full set of facilities to satisfy the needs of accomplished youths from various countries, including numerous cultivation sites and entertainment facilities such as taverns.

In the Gray Wolf Kingdom's inn, there was a quite decent tavern which Zhao Letian had visited several times. The drinks there were passable, and before leaving, he wanted to have one last taste.

"It's her!"

Just as he reached the second floor, Zhao Letian saw a familiar figure seated at a table by the window.

It was none other than Die Wu, the delicate beauty clad in a tight black outfit.

At the same time, Die Wu also noticed Zhao Letian. A trace of deep resentment flickered in her beautiful eyes, but she quickly looked away towards the window.

"May I sit here?"

Zhao Letian had never been keen on getting too close to beautiful women, but today, breaking from his norm, he approached the table where Die Wu sat, smiled faintly, and asked politely.

"No, go away!"

Who would have thought that Die Wu, always displaying her seductive charm, would furrow her brows and speak so emotionlessly with a voice as cold as ice.

"…Alright, sorry to trouble you."

Zhao Letian was stunned for a moment, then let out a wry smile, shook his head, and turned to leave awkwardly.

The reason he took the initiative to approach Die Wu today was not due to any ill intentions, but rather because before leaving the Gray Wolf Kingdom, he learned of Die Wu's identity from Princess Murong Wan'er.

If Die Wu were just an ordinary girl, he wouldn't have dwelled on having touched her in the Gray Wolf Secret Realm.

But having learned that Die Wu was the cousin of Murong Wan'er, he felt that as her future brother-in-law, it was his duty to apologize for what had happened.

However, to his surprise, Die Wu, who had previously employed every bit of her seductive charm to lure him, now treated him with such cold rejection, as though she had become a different person entirely.

But he didn't really mind.

After all, the incident wasn't his fault to begin with, and having touched Die Wu's body was an unavoidable circumstance. He harbored no guilt in his heart, so apologizing or not didn't really matter.

"This bastard!"

However, seeing Zhao Letian walk away directly, Die Wu bit her lip in anger, her beautiful eyes filled with deep resentment.

In her view, it was quite normal for a girl to throw a little tantrum, moreover, since Zhao Letian had touched her all over before, she couldn't act as if nothing had happened and naturally wouldn't show him a pleasant face.

At this moment, what Zhao Letian should have done was to lower his stance, actively apologize to her, and beg for her forgiveness.

But, unexpectedly, Zhao Letian acted so calmly, as if he hadn't taken the past incident to heart at all.

"Ha ha, brother, feeling snubbed, aren't you? Come, sit here!"

"Brother Zilong, come over!"

Just then, at another table not far away, Murong Zhan and Nalan Yun, both seated, suddenly called out to Zhao Letian with a laugh.

"Prince Murong, Brother Nalan."

Zhao Letian walked over, smiled faintly, greeted the two men, and took a seat.

"Brother, you don't think Die Wu, with her seductive charm, is easy to get close to, do you? To be honest, as far as I know, that girl has the Royal Bloodline of our Gray Wolf Kingdom running through her veins, and like all royalty, she's exceedingly proud. Although she was born with seductive charm, she doesn't let any man easily approach her. If you wish to get close to her, you'll have to put in a lot more effort!"

Murong Zhan poured Zhao Letian a cup of wine, teasing him.

He thought that Zhao Letian's attempt to get close to Die Wu was because he was attracted by her charming appearance.

"That's right, although I don't know as much as Prince Murong about Die Wu, I've also heard that this woman is indeed very virtuous and not someone you can approach easily. Otherwise, she wouldn't have maintained her virginity up to this point. If anyone is beguiled by her seductive appearance, they're making a grave mistake. Worse yet, they could very well end up losing their life to her Bewitching Technique."

Nalan Yun glanced at Die Wu who was serving herself drinks, and said gravely.

He, too, was worried that Zhao Letian was bewitched by Die Wu's seductive appearance.

"You think too much. I've already heard about Die Wu's identity from Wan'er. I don't have any thoughts on her."

Zhao Letian picked up his cup of wine, drained it in one go, shook his head with a smile, and spoke without concern.

"Wan'er? Tsk tsk, you guy, you're already calling her so intimately. It seems that Her Highness the Princess has already given you her favor. We so-called Prince Consort candidates have no hope at all."

Nalan Yun laughed helplessly, speaking with a face full of envy.

"Hehe, naturally, Zilong is a brother highly regarded by me. In this so-called competition for the Prince Consort, you all are merely accompanying runners. The one who will ultimately win is my brother Zilong."

Murong Zhan said with a face full of pride.

He could be considered one of the first friends Zhao Letian made in the Gray Wolf Kingdom Capital.

The stronger Zhao Letian performed, the better it proved his own judgment.

"Ha ha, indeed, the little prince has good insight."

Nalan Yun shook his head with a smile, picked up his cup of wine, and drained it as well.

"Hum!"

At that moment, the bodies of Zhao Letian and the other two suddenly resonated with a buzzing sound.

"It's the Floating Cloud Monarch!"

The three exchanged looks, said in unison, and immediately, with a flash of Spirit Light in their hands, each took out the Token given to them by the Floating Cloud Monarch.

"Meet at the front of the Sky Dome Palace!"

"Let's go!"

Eyes of the three Zhao Letian flashed with excitement as they hastily set down their wine cups, and with a flicker of their bodies, they turned into streaks of light at breathtaking speeds, breaking through the air as they went.

Almost at the same time, Die Wu, not far away, and other talented representatives from various nations, also received the Floating Cloud Monarch's summons and all set off for the Sky Dome Palace.

...

Before long, sixty gifted individuals from all the major nations gathered on the plaza in front of the Sky Dome Dynasty.

Although the last battle for leadership had devastated the plaza, it was quickly restored to new right after the battle was over.

Thus, when everyone arrived this time, the plaza was still as clean and tidy as ever.

Meanwhile, the Floating Cloud Monarch, with his hands clasped behind his back, had already been standing in the void, waiting for everyone.

"Whoosh!"

Once everyone was assembled, the Floating Cloud Monarch's hand flashed with Spirit Light, and he summoned the massive, purple warship, towering above the heads of all.

"All aboard!"

The Floating Cloud Monarch commanded with a deep shout and proceeded to step onto the warship.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! …"

Upon hearing the command, the crowd said nothing and instantly turned into streaks of light, all stepping onto the warship.

Then, under the control of the Floating Cloud Monarch, the huge purple warship instantly broke through the air, its speed so fast that it seemed to directly break the limits of space, disappearing into the horizon in no time.