There was a very good chance that Yang Lingqian would be chosen by that man.
The thin man in the black robe with slightly pale skin was most likely the most powerful being on the Divine Source Continent, Immortal King Feng Wuya!
Right now, he was hesitating about who he was going to sleep with tonight.
An Lin's heart also began to tense up. If he chose Yang Lingqian, then he would definitely have to save her. After all, Yang Lingqian had risked her life to infiltrate the harem for him.
If he saved Yang Lingqian, then his harem plans would definitely be disrupted.
However, there was still a sixty-six percent chance that Yang Lingqian wouldn't be chosen. He could only hope that her luck was better.
"I want these two!" Feng Wuya pointed at the two women on the screen.
An Lin: "???"
What happened to choosing one of the three? Why did he suddenly choose two?!
He suddenly felt like he was still too naive and couldn't keep up with Feng Wuya's train of thought.
However, the only fortunate thing was that Feng Wuya didn't choose Yang Lingqian out of the two women he chose …
Yang Lingqian wasn't just lucky, she was extremely lucky!
She didn't look very safe either. The other two women weren't even as beautiful as her. An Lin thought to himself for a moment before assigning this to the Immortal King's unique hobbies.
The woman beside him immediately bowed with a smile. "Yes, Yan Ji will arrange this right away!"
The woman tore open a spatial rift and left.
Feng Wuya stood on the spot for a long while before suddenly raising his head, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body in the form of black ripples.
He roared, "Stop hiding! I know you're here!"
His voice was like a clap of thunder, and An Lin's heart jolted upon hearing this. His Mist Immortal Technique had been discovered?!
But … why wasn't Feng Wuya looking toward where he was hiding? Was he so arrogant that he didn't even spare him a glance?
An Lin had a nagging feeling that something was amiss, so he didn't reveal himself.
Everything became extremely silent.
After a short while.
The man in the colorful armor was confused. "Immortal King?"
Feng Wuya shook his head. "I'm fine. It's just that I have a nagging feeling that someone is observing me from the shadows."
The man smiled. "Lord Immortal King, your cultivation is exceedingly high. How could there be a cultivator who could secretly observe you without you noticing? You're worrying too much."
Feng Wuya nodded in agreement. "Xing Long, you stay outside the meteorite mystic area."
The man half-knelt on the ground and bowed his head respectfully. "Understood!"
Secretly, An Lin heaved a sigh of relief. "It really is a trap. This guy is too cautious. He's already the leader of the world, but he's still so paranoid."
Yan Ji and Xing Long were both Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures, so they were not to be underestimated. Feng Wuya was making his way toward the Spring Light Palace, and An Lin hesitated momentarily before deciding to follow him.
The secret place of the meteorite mentioned by the Immortal King should be the black square building inside the formation. There was a high probability that there was a fragment of the Heavenly Way inside.
With that, An Lin had a safe plan.
The sun sank below the horizon, and night fell.
An Lin could see that there were two moons in the sky, one of which was holy and pristine, while the other was crimson and sinister. They appeared to be completely different, but they also seemed to be in harmony with one another.
He fell into deep thought upon seeing this.
If the battle between the two moons on the Tai Chu Continent was a battle between Dao Integration Stage powerhouses, then what was the battle between the two moons on the Divine Source Continent? He could sense that the two moons in the sky could project the power of the moon! Which meant that they weren't just projections!
"Could it be that these two worlds are connected?
"Is this because of the fragment of the Heavenly Way on the Tai Chu Continent …"
An Lin was a little perplexed, but he could only repress his confusion and follow Feng Wuya in silence.
Feng Wuya entered the Spring Light Palace, and many beautiful women were already leaning against the windows. They were all looking at the man making his way toward them with curiosity, passion, fear, and unease in their eyes, as well as an indescribably complex look in their eyes.
In any case, all of the beauties in the harem seemed to have different attitudes toward Feng Wuya.
The exquisitely beautiful Yan Ji stepped out of thin air with a dainty smile on her face. "Immortal King, those two concubines are already waiting for you. You can go over to them at any time."
Feng Wuya nodded with a thoughtful expression as he looked at the alluring Yan Ji. "Yan Ji, do you want to come with me?"
Yan Ji faltered slightly upon hearing this before a seductive smile appeared on her face. "I won't be coming, hehehe … Don't forget what kind of cultivation method I'm cultivating, Your Majesty … If my Pure Yin Body is destroyed by you, you're going to lose a powerful ally …"
Feng Wuya was still a little reluctant to give up. "Then when are you going to let me have a taste of your harem of over a thousand beautiful female cultivators?"
"Hehe … That's not a problem. We'll talk about it after I've had enough intimacy with them …" A seductive smile appeared on Yan Ji's face. "I'll be taking my leave now. I have to go and enjoy my harem as well."
Yan Ji transformed into a ball of flames and disappeared on the spot.
Feng Wuya was a little disappointed, but he still made his way toward his own palace.
An Lin was still digesting the conversation between the two of them, and he felt like there was too much information for him to process.
He could somewhat understand a man having a harem of three thousand beauties, but what the hell was this Yan Ji having a harem of one thousand beauties as well … Were lesbians allowed to have a harem as well?!
He was suddenly feeling a little sorry for the male cultivators of this world. How many beauties had been plundered by these two?
An Lin grumbled as he drifted into Feng Wuya's palace.
Two beautiful women were trembling uncontrollably on Feng Wuya's bed, and one of them had tears in her eyes, clearly indicating that she had just been crying.
Perhaps they had also been forced to come here by the Immortal King's envoy in the same manner as Yang Lingqian.
Feng Wuya walked into his palace, and an excited light flashed through his eyes at the sight of the frightened and aggrieved women, and he quickly made his way toward the two women.
An Lin hesitated momentarily before deciding to observe for a while longer.
"We pay our respects to the Immortal King."
"We pay our respects to the Immortal King …"
The two women hurriedly extended respectful salutes.
"Hahaha … No need for formalities …" Feng Wuya stripped off his clothes before pouncing toward the two trembling beauties on his bed. "Relax, beauties. I'm going to give you an extremely enjoyable night!"
Feng Wuya began to strip off his own clothes as he spoke, leaving only a pair of underpants on. Then, he began to caress the two women's clothes at the same time.
Soon, a pair of pristine, fair, and supple bodies began to appear before him.
Feng Wuya caressed and kneaded their bodies to his heart's content, and the two women moaned and moaned in response.
The two women were both embarrassed and enraged, and tears welled up in their eyes. However, they didn't dare to resist Feng Wuya's immortal might and could only endure it in silence.
An Lin couldn't bear to watch any longer, and he was just about to flee from this place. However, he soon discovered something important, and he was rooted to the spot.
He felt like he had discovered the Immortal King's biggest secret!
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