Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Ye Ling had an expression of shy coyness on his face, which made all the girls burst into giggles.

"You there, stop pretending. Alice already told us about you, you sly dog. You even managed to snag the future empress of the Ross Clan."

"Right, right, she's quite the wealthy woman. Only Yue Xin could possibly compete with her."

"What are you talking about? The Ross Clan's wealth is never disclosed. It's enormous, almost incalculable. Otherwise, how could they dare to call themselves the sixth empire?"

The more the girls talked, the prouder Ye Ling became. He raised his head and looked around at all the girls with a smug expression. Look how skillful I am, aren't I?

The Xuan Nu, dressed in fresh urban style, couldn't help but grit her teeth at Ye Ling's expression, "Hey, even mentioning you're overweight makes you out of breath, doesn't it? Are you proud? Are you glorified?"

"No, no, not proud, not glorified, I'm sorry. I'm shameful, the very synonym of sin."

Ye Ling quickly raised his hands in surrender. What was he doing? Was he crazy to show off his superiority in front of them, just to be beaten down mercilessly?

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"Do you think if big sister finds out, with her temper, she might come down to the Lower Realm and turn Earth into a total mess?"

Xuan Nu walked over to Ye Ling and slapped her hand onto his shoulder, saying in the utmost seriousness.

Ye Ling was suddenly stunned, recalling his main wife's jealousy. His body shook violently, and a look of terror even appeared in his eyes, clearly having endured some harsh and painful experiences.

The girls were all taken aback upon seeing Ye Ling's reaction. Hey, this guy who fears neither heaven nor earth, why does he tremble at the mere mention of his main wife?

"Ye Ling, who is your main wife, anyways? She managed to scare you so much?"

Shen Yuexin couldn't help but ask, her voice also filled with a challenging tone. She and the girls from above were absolutely not on the same team. They should take the opportunity now, while close at hand, to coax Ye Ling to their side first.

Xuan Nu sighed, "My big sister, she's great in every other aspect, just that she gets intensely jealous. It took me a great deal of effort to get along with her like sisters."

"Exactly, exactly. You have no idea. She's the type to cry, make a fuss, even threaten suicide. The key point is, she's so powerful in cultivation. Damn it, sometimes even I can't win against her."

Ye Ling nodded hurriedly; his terrifying main wife was indeed formidable. The more he acted like this, the more curious the girls became. Just who was this person who could reduce Ye Ling to such a state?

Unfortunately, Ye Ling would rather die than reveal it, and Xuan Nu also kept her lips sealed tight. No matter how much the other girls asked, she stood firm, lips tightly closed, divulging no information.

Outside the hotel, Ye Wudao and Mo Xing were idly roaming around. The hotel's exterior was fully equipped with tennis courts, an outdoor swimming pool, and more, including an open-air barbecue station and a lounge area.

Groups of men and women chatted and hung out here. Ye Wudao and Mo Xing sat in the lounge area, lying back in their chairs and gazing up at the dazzling starry sky, heaving sighs.

"Man, I've come to realize that wherever I go seems to be the place that's most harmful to us single dogs. Damn it, one of these days I'm going to stay at Shaolin Temple for a while, to see who dares mess with me then."

"Get out of here with that. Let me tell you, those fake monks, they pretend to be pious by day, but at night they're more debauched than us. Which one of them doesn't have a bunch of wives and mistresses? They're all philandering monks."

Having said that, Ye Wudao chuckled and gave Mo Xing a pat, "You just sit here and be a single dog. As for me, I'm off to find my destiny."

Mo Xing watched as Ye Wudao walked away and fiercely raised his middle finger. Just wait and see, that guy will return empty-handed soon enough.

As Ye Wudao strolled around, he gradually made his way towards a seldom-frequented meadow. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. On the grass, a woman dressed in pink sportswear was practicing her punches.

The woman wore a ponytail, moved with agile grace, and her punches were sharp, whistling with each blow.

More importantly, Ye Wudao discovered that this woman was also a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage. To possess such a level of cultivation at such a young age, she definitely could not be an ordinary person.

Just as Ye Wudao was carefully observing the woman, she suddenly turned around, her features extremely beautiful, making Ye Wudao gape in astonishment.

"Who's there!"

With a startled reaction, the woman leapt up, charging towards Ye Wudao. She raised a single leg and smashed it down towards him furiously.

Watching the gallant figure approaching, Ye Wudao couldn't help but be shocked. Damn, what's this all about? Resorting to fists without a single word exchanged, what was the meaning of this?

However, in the instant Ye Wudao was stunned, the woman's sweeping leg was already on him, the force strong, accompanied by the whistling of the wind.

With a smack, Ye Wudao hastily lifted his arm to block, the immense force sending him stumbling backwards continuously. The woman's eyes condensed, sensing something extraordinary about Ye Wudao.

Whoosh, the figure moved like the wind, instantaneously closing in on Ye Wudao. Her figure spun sharply, bringing up a pink whirlwind, and her elbow smashed down fiercely towards Ye Wudao.

"Oh crap, more?"

Ye Wudao was startled, slapped down hard with one hand, the spiritual power inside his body bursting forth furiously, the terrifying force instantly gathering in his palm.

With a muffled thud, the woman's elbow was directly slapped down by Ye Wudao's palm, causing her to feel a sudden shock in her heart. She then clenched her teeth, her body strangely tilting upside down, and a slender leg was already striking towards Ye Wudao's head.

Ye Wudao was greatly alarmed. Damn, this woman was serious! What was she up to? It wasn't like he was doing anything besides watching her practice boxing, was there a need to be so desperate?

Thoughts aside, Ye Wudao's body slightly bent, the powerful leg brushing swiftly over his hair.

As the long leg swept over Ye Wudao's head, his slightly bowed body suddenly exerted force, pushing forward. The woman, caught off-guard, let out a startled cry as Ye Wudao hoisted her up.

"Bastard! Let me go!" The woman shouted, her hands and legs wrapping around Ye Wudao suddenly, entangling him like an octopus.

Ye Wudao was immediately dumbfounded, feeling the softness wriggling on his body uncontrollably, which inadvertently made him let out a comfortable cry. But in the next moment, a huge force coiled around him, yanking fiercely.

With a heavy fall, the two landed on the ground in a peculiar and ambiguous position. Ye Wudao's hand was firmly holding the woman's back, while she had her arms and legs wrapped around Ye Wudao like an octopus.

The moment their eyes met, sparks flew. Ye Wudao's appearance was also extremely handsome, and the pride and wildness that he had cultivated since childhood were precisely the treasures that attracted women.

"Uh, sorry about that," Ye Wudao hurriedly said, releasing his hands.

The woman quickly withdrew her limbs and stood up, her cheeks flushed with shyness as she murmured, "I'm the one who should be saying sorry."

"No worries, no worries, I'm quite thick-skinned and tough. But you, did you get hurt from the fall?" Ye Wudao asked hastily.

With her head bowed and a timid shake of her head, Ye Wudao beamed with joy, sensing an opportunity and promptly went on the offensive.

"So, uh, how about I treat you to something to eat?"

Ye Wudao cleared his throat softly, feeling shy even though he was one of the prominent young masters.