Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Not far away, Ye Ling was sitting on the ground, painfully massaging his calves, the pain was overwhelming.

Too tired, he thought. This was more exhausting than fighting a battle with an Immortal Emperor. Now his mouth was numb, having smiled all day long; the corners of his lips were nearly twitching like crazy.@@novelbin@@

Not far away, Xiao Tianlong and his entourage were slowly approaching them. Ye Ling glanced at them but didn't pay any attention.

As for Shen Yuexin and the other women, they naturally didn't spark any interest in him, but when Xiao Tianlong arrived, he promptly sat down right in front of Ye Ling and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Tianlong. It's not easy to meet someone out here in the depths of the grasslands, not being a well-developed tourist area, so I suppose it's fate,"

Xiao Tianlong said elegantly, which was hard to imagine coming from a formidable underworld Crown Prince. It seemed his upbringing wasn't too shabby.

Ye Ling looked at him, nodded, and also extended his hand—the saying goes, "One does not slap away a smiling face": "Yeah, it really is fate. My name is Ye Ling."

"Brother Ye, why are you taking wedding photos here? Surely, these ladies can't all be your wives."

Xiao Tianlong said with a smile. Ye Ling also gave an embarrassed smile. How should he respond? The answer was nothing short of scandalous, possibly a first in modern society.

"And dude, let's join forces and hold a campfire party tonight. Meeting is destiny, and we shouldn't push away fate, right?"

A young man hugging a woman suggested with a laugh. Ye Ling looked at him and shook his head: "No need, we have a large group. You go ahead and have fun, have a good time."

Xiao Hailong nodded, not saying much, but the gentleman who had made the suggestion was rather annoyed. It had been a long time since anyone dared to refuse him face like that.

"Well, if that's the case, then we won't insist," Xiao Tianlong said as he walked over to Ning Yushan.

Although Ning Yushan was pregnant, her figure remained unchanged, as voluptuous as ever, and her condition only added to her feminine allure, not to mention her profession, which offered her a certain exotic charm.

"Miss, your presence is quite impressive; you must come from a good family," Xiao Tianlong said with a smile.

Ning Yushan was taken aback, then responded with a smile, "It's nothing special. My father is a civil servant, that's all."

"Right, I thought as much. I'm sure you've received the best education. I wonder what it feels like for you, being here on the grassland with your loved one. It must be wonderful,"

Xiao Tianlong continued, but Ning Yushan grew impatient, shook her head, and turned to walk back to Ye Ling.

How annoying is this guy? Can't he see I don't want to bother with him, sticking around like a bad plaster? If I weren't pregnant, I would've kicked his ass into oblivion by now.

Xiao Tianlong was stunned. What did that mean, walking away just like that? It immediately ignited rage in his heart.

The undeterred Xiao Tianlong then approached Zang Hua, the red-haired woman whose stunning appearance ignited an unstoppable passion in his heart.

"I wonder, Miss..." Xiao Tianlong began with a smile, but before he could finish, Zang Hua's expression darkened.

"You're the 'Miss,' your whole family are 'Misses'. Let me tell you, say one more word, and I'll cut off your thing and feed it to the dogs, get lost!"

After Zang Hua spoke, she turned and walked away, while Xiao Tianlong, with a face pale as iron, trembled with anger. Damn it, that was too insulting. What did I ever say to her?

'Miss,' damn it, that's supposed to be a polite address. When did 'Miss' become a dirty synonym in everyone's mind?

Xiao Tianlong wanted to explode with anger, but in order to maintain his gentlemanly appearance, he shrugged his shoulders, flashed a cold smile, and turned away.

As for the group of heirs following him, each one was giving cold stares. Ye Ling, on the other hand, was very generous, responding with a brilliant smile. He swore he really wasn't jealous.

He just felt sorry for Xiao Tianlong. That guy, if he really got these women angry, they would probably tear him to shreds. He still didn't understand how terrifying these women could be.

One Saintess at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Shen Yuexin and Zang Hua, two major Innate powerhouses, and all the other women had also become Houtian martial artists, nourished by Ye Ling's Azure Dragon jade.

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This power, let alone Xiao Tianlong, even if a bunch of special forces came along, they'd damn well end up crawling away—there was no doubt about it.

Just then, a long howl pierced the sky, and Ye Ling's face immediately turned serious—that was the sound of a wolf pack.

Long howls echoed across the grassland, the calls of wild wolves, and definitely in large numbers. The women huddled with Xiao Tianlong's group turned pale.

As for Xiao Tianlong and the other men, they were extremely excited, thrilled by the prospect. Several of them quickly went to the luxury car, took out restricted crossbows from the trunk, and clamored about going hunting.

Ye Ling looked at the guys not far away and shook his head in mockery. A bunch of morons—that kind of weapon might work against a lone wolf, but if it was a pack, then it was pretty much the same as playing with toys.

"Honey, are you afraid of wolves?"

Lin Yuqing was no longer the naïve student she once was. She had lost all fear of wolves by now.

Ye Ling shook his head. He wasn't afraid, but he respected them. On these grasslands, before the 1990s, countless people died at the hands of wolf packs and skeletons piled high. But due to hunting, they were almost completely wiped out.

Now, with the state's active efforts to restore the grasslands, the number of fierce wolves had increased. As a totem of the grassland people, wolves were animals worthy of awe.

Even Ye Ling deeply respected wolves, but of course, it wasn't out of fear. Creatures like that couldn't cause him even the slightest harm.

"Let's go, the manager has found the place. We are heading to a herder's home right now; the whole roast lamb is already being prepared," one of the cameramen said with a laugh.

Everyone got into the cars. Now with the red sun setting, the convoy traveled alongside the winding riverbed. Ye Ling and the others were resting with their eyes closed, tired from the day's events—not just physically but mentally as well.

The vast grassland was alive with the wind stirring the green grass, forming an undulating sea of green waves. When the group got out of the cars, they were captivated by the scenery.

Having lived in Donghai for a long time, they had never seen such beautiful sights and couldn't help but shout out loud, finally understanding why the nomadic people were prone to such outbursts—it was a release of pure joy.

The herder's home was very simple, but the place was large, with plenty of rooms, perfect for their stay.

In the center of the courtyard, a roaring bonfire blazed, its heat making people's cheeks turn red.

Just as Ye Ling and the others sat down, Xiao Tianlong's group also parked their cars at the edge of the yard and got out. It was only after asking the herders that Ye Ling learned they were also staying here.

Xiao Tianlong, seeing the familiar faces, immediately grinned, a vicious glint in his eyes. Now that the opportunity had presented itself, he couldn't let it slip by.

As for Ye Ling's background, he couldn't care less.

His grandfather was an old fox who had played chess and drunk tea with the bigwigs of the northwest, and his father was a hall-level official with thousands of bloodied brothers under his command.

As for Ye Ling?

In his eyes, he was just a rich second-generation, a prodigal son, not worth mentioning.