Chapter 684: Wolong and Fengchu

Wherever there were treasures, Wang Chongxiao was sure to be found. He was often accompanied by a group of people he had thoroughly swindled, and those familiar lines of his. It was practically Wang Chongxiao's signature entrance.

“Which unlucky souls has he tricked this time?” Jiang Fan glanced over, noticing another group from the Sea Demon Clan. Among them, two had reached the peak of the Ninth-layer Core Formation stage, and the remaining six were at least at the Seventh-layer Core Formation stage.

However, their expressions were somewhat strained because they were laboriously carrying a giant clam. Inside, a woman reclined—or, more accurately, a mountain of flesh weighing at least five hundred pounds!

“My dear Wang, don't be a stranger,” the woman said. “You've kept me company for several nights, and that's enough. As for the Earth Qi Dragon Pearl, it's yours once we find it.” Under the drooping eyelids of the massive woman, a pair of almost-hidden eyes scrutinized Wang Chongxiao’s sturdy physique with a knowing glint.

Oh—only then did Jiang Fan notice that in just a few days, Wang Chongxiao had grown much thinner, with dark circles under his eyes. He seemed to have endured some nightmare-like torment. Suddenly, Jiang Fan no longer envied him. This time, he had truly earned his due!

Wang Chongxiao also spotted Jiang Fan, his steps faltering, and a hint of apprehension appeared on his face. Fortunately, Jiang Fan withdrew his gaze, pretending not to recognize him. Wang Chongxiao secretly exhaled a breath of relief and tacitly pretended not to know him either.

Just then, Jiang Fan noticed the West Sea Crown Prince beside him had, at some point, shrunk back behind him. The prince’s face twitched uncontrollably as he muttered, “Is the East Sea crazy? They let this woman out!”

Jiang Fan mused, “What, is she your first love? Hiding and not daring to show your face.”

The West Sea Crown Prince urgently retorted, “Don't talk nonsense! She's the Third Princess of the East Sea! The nightmare of men across the Canghai Sea!”

Is she really that bad? Even Zhu Yinghuan’s face twitched, and he took a few steps back. Several male Sea Demons, without prior agreement, all showed signs of fear. Jiang Fan was stunned. How could even Zhu Yinghuan be hiding? He’s an old man; would she really be interested in him?

The West Sea Crown Prince explained, “This Third Princess of the East Sea possesses one great talent and one great hobby. Her talent is an exceptional mastery of music; her singing can enthrall people, often causing listeners to fall into a trance or even a coma. Her hobby is collecting men; she once swore to conquer all kinds of extraordinary men in the world.”

Jiang Fan got goosebumps all over. Both her talent and hobby were quite outrageous. Combined, they were simply preposterous! He finally understood how a shrewd person like Wang Chongxiao could have fallen into her clutches. Once her singing began, Wang Chongxiao wouldn't have been able to escape!

The Third Princess of the East Sea also noticed them. “Men!” she exclaimed. “There are men!” She suddenly sat up, streaks of excitement flashing in her eyes. When she saw Jiang Fan, who was handsome, fair-skinned, and tall, she grew even more excited, slapping her thigh. “I want him!” she cried. “I want him now!”

As soon as she opened her mouth, she began to sing! Jiang Fan’s face darkened. No prelude whatsoever, just an instant attack? He unceremoniously unleashed a soul attack, intending to make this mountain of flesh retreat in the face of difficulty.

The song on the Third Princess of the East Sea’s lips turned into a pained groan. “A soul secret art?” she cried, clutching her massive head. Yet, she refused to give up. “A rose with thorns smells sweeter!” she declared. “I will definitely have you!”

Oh my! Was he still being targeted? Jiang Fan’s face was ashen.

Pfft—Concubine Yunxia let out an ungracious laugh. “A rose with thorns, haha,” she chuckled. Ling Shu also covered her mouth, smiling, “Big Brother’s charm is truly great.” Even Hai Mei couldn't help but burst into laughter. It was the first time she had seen Jiang Fan’s face look so utterly grim.

The West Sea Crown Prince shamelessly snickered, “Brother, you’re now the man even the Third Princess of the East Sea can’t have! When you return to the human realm, you’ll have stories to boast about for years.”

Just as he was laughing, the Third Princess of the East Sea’s ears twitched, and she snapped, “West Sea Crown Prince, you’re here too! Why are you hiding? I’m not interested in your toothpick.”

The West Sea Crown Prince suddenly leaped out, his eyes wide with fury. “What the hell did you say?” he roared. “You’ve never even touched it, how do you know?” She could ridicule him about anything else, but not this!

The Third Princess of the East Sea disdainfully glanced between his legs and rolled her eyes. “My eyes are my ruler!” she scoffed. “Also, did you wash your hands? Everyone in my East Sea knows about you touching that little fish demon and making her sick!”

The West Sea Crown Prince’s face turned scarlet with rage. “She was already sick herself!” he retorted. “How is it that I caused it just by touching her?” What infuriated the West Sea Crown Prince even more was that Jiang Fan moved away from him, disdainfully patting the shoulder the prince had touched.

“You thousand-pound miss!” the West Sea Crown Prince cursed. The Third Princess of the East Sea snorted, “Likewise, Poison-Hand Crown Prince!”

The two stared fiercely at each other. Jiang Fan’s mouth twitched. The ancients truly did not deceive me: where there is one troublesome individual, there is bound to be another.

Just then, an aura emanated from the south of the land. It was a girl in a red dress accompanied by a black-robed figure wearing a bamboo hat. The girl in the red dress had a thundercloud pattern embroidered on her chest—unmistakably the symbol of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple!

The people from the West Sea and East Sea immediately became highly vigilant. Jiang Fan and Concubine Yunxia’s expressions subtly darkened. Wasn't this girl Master Qinghe’s female disciple? She had actually come here too, and she was accompanied by a bamboo-hatted figure of unknown identity.

The girl also saw Concubine Yunxia and Jiang Fan, her delicate brows slightly furrowing. “It’s you two?” she said. “Have you seen my master?”

Concubine Yunxia’s expression remained calm. “That’s an odd question,” she replied. “How would we know where your master is?” In fact, she wasn’t sure if Master Qinghe was alive or dead that day. Given the powerful vitality of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was more likely he was alive. Thinking of this, she was a little worried. Would Master Qinghe recover from his injuries and come to seek revenge?

The girl angrily retorted, “What’s your attitude?” A cold glint flashed in Jiang Fan’s eyes. “And what’s *your* attitude?” he countered. “Are you interrogating us like criminals? You’d better understand your current situation!” If the girl remained honest, Jiang Fan wouldn't do anything to her. But if she acted like Lu Liang or her master, then Jiang Fan wouldn’t hesitate to send her to reunite with her master and senior brother underground! The girl stomped her foot, about to retort sharply, but the bamboo-hatted figure beside her waved a hand.

“Yuan Chen, no need to say more,” the figure commanded. The girl named Yuan Chen actually closed her mouth, only glaring fiercely at Jiang Fan with her eyes. Jiang Fan was slightly surprised. Who was this bamboo-hatted figure?

Just then, several spirit boats successively sailed in from the Canghai Sea. Each one emanated a powerful aura, and their attire varied. Some clearly bore the insignia of major sects and great teachings, while others were rogue cultivators.

Upon discovering that many people were already gathered before Five-Finger Mountain, the strong cultivators from Taicang Great State all frowned, remaining silent. They turned their heads to look at a spirit boat in the center. On board, an ancient, decrepit old man with wrinkled skin sat cross-legged. He slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze swept lightly over the scene. On the shore, everyone’s bodies trembled violently!

Zhu Yinghuan, Concubine Yunxia, and other peak Ninth-layer Core Formation cultivators' faces changed drastically. “A Nascent Soul cultivator!” they exclaimed. The news of the Tiger Demon Emperor’s cave had actually attracted a Nascent Soul stage expert!