Wang Yuwei glanced at the three women, and said coldly, "What? Planning to gang up on me three against one?"
Zhao Lingxuan retorted coldly, "If you dare run your mouth off about my husband again, us going three against one isn't out of the question."
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Wang Yuwei's gaze turned cold, and arcs of electricity flickered around her.
"Then bring it on; let's see if we can't beat your ass until it's red like a blossom."
Lin Wanqing said coldly, radiating a bone-chilling coldness.
"I can't wait any longer." Yu Siya was ready to move, her pupils gradually turning red.
As for Zhao Lingxuan, she said nothing more, as flames began to rise around her.
At that moment, because their fiancée was forcefully kissed, the three women united for the first time, vowing to give this female delinquent a painful lesson.
"Uh, how about we all sit down and talk calmly, fighting is unbecoming of civilized people," Xia Feng cautiously suggested.
"Yes, yes, come on, sit down, let's talk slowly,"
Mrs. Xia also quickly got up and walked over.
"Okay, husband, and auntie."
The four women spoke in unison, then exchanged glances, each letting out a cold snort.
The four women gathered around Mrs. Xia, returned to the table, and sat down gracefully, exuding gentle demeanors.
As the saying goes, to win over a future husband, one must first win over the future mother-in-law.
Whoever wins over the mother-in-law, how could the husband not comply?
The onlookers were once more dumbfounded.
This was nothing like the earlier tense, ice-cold, and imposing demeanor!
Xia Feng wiped the non-existent sweat off his forehead, filled with emotion.
Dealing with one woman was already challenging, but suddenly there were four — all top-grade saintesses, prestigious and powerful. He really had no idea how to handle it all.
Liu Shiyu, experiencing electric shocks, looked at Xia Feng with deep resentment.
This bastard, he must have hidden something from me.
If he had told me sooner, maybe she wouldn't have called off the engagement.
Xia Feng exhaled a sigh of relief, turned around, and prepared to drink some water to calm down.
"Brother, who are those three women?"
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect, seeing the three women daring to face off with the Purple Thunder Saintess without fear, couldn't help but be surprised.
"Sect Leader Niu, those three have backgrounds no less significant than the Purple Thunder Saintess. One is Yu Siya, the top Saintess of the Celestial Fox Sacred Land, another is Lin Wanqing, the top Saintess of the Extreme Ice Sacred Land, and the other is Zhao Lingxuan, the top Saintess of the Li Huo Sacred Land." The man sighed as he spoke.
"What the...!"
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect nearly had a mental breakdown, unable to stop himself from cursing.
Yu Siya, Lin Wanqing, Zhao Lingxuan, they're all top-grade Saintesses.
Along with Wang Yuwei, that's four top-grade Saintesses!
The entire Great Xia Empire has only ten top-grade Saintesses, and suddenly four of them show up, all for Xia Feng, a mere Martial Disciple. This is beyond bizarre.
Four top-grade Saintesses fighting over a husband, if this spreads, it will shake the entire Great Xia Empire.
This Xia Feng must have something special about him or a special identity.
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect was quite certain of this; if not, how could a sixteen-year-old still stuck in the Martial Disciple Realm possibly gain the favor of top-grade Saintesses, let alone four!
But what special trait or identity could possibly attract the Four Top-Grade Saintesses?
He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.
Could it be the Innate Emperor Body?
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.
On the Celestial Essence Continent, special constitutions are also ranked.
An Innate Dao Body can cultivate all the way to the Martial Emperor Realm without hindrance, as long as they don't die prematurely.
An Innate Saint Body can cultivate up to the Martial Saint Realm without hindrance; all ten top-grade Saintesses are Innate Saint Bodies.
Above that is the Innate Emperor Body, which can cultivate up to the Martial Sovereign Realm without hindrance.
The current Imperial Prince of the Great Xia Empire possesses an Innate Emperor Body.
But that's not right— the Imperial Prince with the Innate Emperor Body didn't draw the attention of the previous top-grade Saintesses!
Could it be that he has an Innate Divine Body?
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect's pupils shrank, and his face showed horror.
An Innate Divine Body can become a god without hindrance, as long as they don't die early.
Only this possibility seems to explain why the Four Top-Grade Saintesses are fighting over a husband.
But this doesn't make sense either.
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect quickly frowned again.
If he had an Innate Divine Body, how could he still be stuck in the Martial Disciple Realm at sixteen? At the very least, he should be a Martial Emperor or even a Martial Saint.
Those four top-grade Saintesses with Innate Saint Bodies were merely fifteen or sixteen years old and had already reached the Martial Venerable Realm.
If he truly had an Innate Divine Body, his cultivation speed would be faster than that of the top-grade Saintesses.
What on earth could it be?
The Sect Leader of the Bull Subduing Sect felt as if his head was about to explode, unable to deduce any resolution.
Buzz!
Just then, the swords of the sword practitioners, Martial Masters, and even Martial Sects present began to vibrate on their own, as if about to fly away.
"What's going on?"
The crowd was astonished, pressing down on their swords with all their might.
But even so, they couldn't pacify the vibrating swords.
Even channeling their internal energy was to no avail.
The next moment, the swords unsheathed automatically, aligning into a straight line, extending out of the tavern.
Simultaneously, a powerful Sword Intent approached rapidly from outside the tavern.
Everyone turned their heads simultaneously, filled with awe.
Who could it be, that hasn't even appeared yet, but merely by Sword Intent is controlling all the weapons of the sword cultivators present? It's terrifying!
The four top-grade Saintesses, who were chatting with Mrs. Xia, frowned simultaneously, slowly turning toward the tavern entrance.
Another contender for the husband.
Xia Feng, having just taken a sip of water, raised his head to see this scene, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Another one?
He almost didn't need to see the newcomer to know that it was a woman, moreover, a top-grade Saintess, coming for him.
He now had a feeling that any outsider must be here for him.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, a sword light flashed in the distance and appeared at the tavern entrance. A pair of dainty feet landed gently on a long sword.
A glimpse of snow-white, round calves held everyone's gaze.
A snow-white long dress couldn't hide an impressive figure.
Her delicate face, with long black hair cascading down her shoulders.
Her wide, sparkling eyes shimmered with powerful Sword Intent, making it hard for anyone to look directly at her.
She strolled with dainty, exquisite feet along the bridge made of swords, slowly entering the tavern, where she stopped in the middle.
A sharp gaze swept around, only relaxing when it landed on Xia Feng. The Sword Intent vanished instantly as her cold face bloomed like a flower, beaming with joy.
"Husband."
A tender voice called out, shocking everyone, yet, somehow, it seemed expected.
The woman floated down, and all the swords, as if having received some command, swiftly moved and returned to their scabbards.
Such incredible control!
Everyone was astounded, eyes wide open.
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