Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

No man can tolerate hearing from his woman that he's inferior to another man.

Though Bai Mei'Er is not yet Long Aotian's woman.

But one day, she will be.

"Mei'Er, are you saying I'm not as good as Jun Xiaoyao?" Long Aotian's forehead veins were twitching slightly.

For someone domineering and arrogant like him, this was absolute humiliation!

"Brother Ao Tian, it's a fact. Young Master Jun's aura is terrifying, unfathomable." Bai Mei'Er advised.

"Mei'Er, are you siding with an outsider or with me?"

Hearing this made Long Aotian extremely uncomfortable.

His cultivation has reached the Late Stage of True God Realm, at the pyramid's apex.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao is a demon, how strong can he possibly be?

At best, to be evenly matched with him would be remarkable.

"That's not the issue, the fact is as it is," Bai Mei'Er said.

"Enough; I don't believe that with the Emperor Dragon's Blood and having refined seven pieces of Dragon Essence, I would be inferior to Jun Xiaoyao!" Long Aotian shouted coldly.

Bai Mei'Er bit her red lips slightly, feeling a wave of grievance in her heart.

She wholeheartedly wanted to consider Long Aotian's interests.

But Long Aotian, instead, blamed her for siding away and even shouted at her coldly.

Any girl would feel wronged and disheartened in such a situation.

"If it were Young Master Jun, with his personality, he definitely wouldn't have such an attitude. He would seriously listen to my words," Bai Mei'Er suddenly thought.

Comparisons make you realize the differences.

The difference between Long Aotian's temperament and Jun Xiaoyao is just too vast, right?

Bai Mei'Er suddenly had a thought.

How did she ever fancy Long Aotian before?

Just as Long Aotian was about to ask Bai Mei'Er to lead him to find Jun Xiaoyao,

a weak female voice suddenly transmitted from the hazy and incomplete killing array ahead.

"Someone… please save me…"

"Hmm? A woman's voice?"

This voice made Long Aotian pause.

He had been pondering which force the Dragon Race bloodline aura here came from.

After investigating, Long Aotian concluded that it couldn't come from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Could it be…" Long Aotian thought of a possibility, his eyes twinkling with brilliance.

"Brother Ao Tian, what's wrong?" Bai Mei'Er asked.

"Let's let Jun Xiaoyao live a few more days for now; I have more important matters at hand," a peculiar color flashed in Long Aotian's eyes.

He made up his mind to rescue the woman from the killing array.

"Indeed, I, Long Aotian, am the natural protagonist; I encounter a situation like heroically rescuing a damsel in distress once again," Long Aotian thought to himself.

The depression in his heart also eased quite a bit.

Could Jun Xiaoyao be as lucky as him?

Rescuing this woman might bring Long Aotian some unexpected fortune.

With this in mind, Long Aotian started to break the killing array.

"Brother Ao Tian is going to save someone?" Bai Mei'Er observed from the side.

After probing for a while, Long Aotian charged straight in.

Despite the risks of this killing array, if he bet right, the fortune would be grander.

Rumble!

Inside the killing array, rumbling sounds intermittently echoed, causing the ground to tremble.

Evidently, Long Aotian was forcibly breaking the array alone.

Undeniably, Long Aotian's strength was indeed potent; about half a day later,

he broke a gap in the entire killing array.

Long Aotian whisked away with a young lady in a green dress, swiftly flying out.

The young lady in the green dress had an elegant bearing, a beautiful appearance, with two green dragon horns on her snow-white forehead.

Overall, she was a stunning beauty.

But at this moment, her face was pale, having exhausted much energy.

"Ao Luan... thank you, young master, for saving me..." The young lady named Ao Luan, though her face was pale, displayed a hint of blush when looking at Long Aotian who rescued her.

"Miss Ao Luan is too polite." Long Aotian smiled, secretly delighted in his heart.

Not only did he save a beautiful woman,

but judging from her appearance and the Dragon Race bloodline power,

If guessed correctly, Ao Luan should be from the Dragon-man Race among the Immortal Ancient Race.

This is a very formidable race within the Immortal Ancient Race, possessing the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon Race.

If he could establish a good relationship with the Dragon-man Race, Long Aotian would have great convenience within the Immortal Ancient World.

"I am Ao Luan from the Dragon-man Race, may I ask which family the young master belongs to..." Ao Luan inquired.

"I am Long Aotian from Ancestral Dragon Nest." Long Aotian smiled broadly, his snow-white teeth dazzling, his smile very charming.

Ao Luan's pretty face slightly blushed.

She unknowingly entered a killing array, calling for help in vain.

In the moment of despair, she didn't expect someone to save her.

More coincidentally, Long Aotian also possessed Dragon Race blood.

And such blood made Ao Luan feel a sense of reverence.

"You are very weak; let me help you regulate your energy first." Long Aotian said with concern.

"Thank you, Young Master Long." Ao Luan's heart couldn't help but flutter.

Long Aotian, when showing his charm, wasn't something an ordinary woman could resist.

Long Aotian turned his head to Bai Mei'Er and said: "Mei'Er, could you stand guard outside for a moment? I need to help Miss Ao Luan regulate her energy."

Hearing Long Aotian's words, Bai Mei'Er gripped her jade hands tightly.

Was Long Aotian treating her as a servant or a follower?

If it were merely that, Bai Mei'Er wouldn't mind because she deeply liked Long Aotian.

But the issue was, in Long Aotian's embrace now was another woman, and he intended to help her regulate energy.

What sort of situation was this?

Bai Mei'Er's face turned pale, her red lips trembling slightly.

But Long Aotian didn't notice, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Because Long Aotian had made up his mind to definitely establish a good relationship with Ao Luan.

With the Dragon-man Race's protection, Long Aotian could almost act as he pleased in the Immortal Ancient World.

Watching Long Aotian help Ao Luan regulate her energy,

the sparkle in Bai Mei'Er's peach blossom eyes gradually faded away.

In its place was a void.

Back then, Long Aotian also saved her with such a heroic posture.

But now, he's saved another woman and is having her stand outside.

"So... was it a routine?" Bai Mei'Er thought suddenly.

Long Aotian saved her, then saved Ao Luan, and perhaps he would save other women in the future.

There's also Princess Long Ji whom Long Aotian constantly thinks about.

Is this truly the Brother Ao Tian she admired?

"Why, when I am the one who loves Brother Ao Tian the most, do you keep hurting me over and over?"

Bai Mei'Er's heart felt cold.

For some reason, at this moment, Bai Mei'Er suddenly recalled Jun Xiaoyao.

She remembered his gentle, handsome smile, his serene and elegant presence.

"If it had been Young Master Jun who saved me, what would I be like now?" Bai Mei'Er suddenly thought.

This thought was absurd, making Bai Mei'Er's heart skip a beat.