Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 1244 - 1118: I Am Their Man

On the bustling street of Fengy City, several chariots from the Immortal Sacred Land suddenly halted in a flurry, stopping directly in front of Ye Chen and his party.

From the chariot, a man with a head wearing a Purple Crown emerged, appearing noble and extraordinary, and he spoke teasingly: "Ladies, why not come aboard the chariot and enter the Ye Family with this young master?"

Although the five women’s faces were draped with delicate veils, making it difficult to see their true appearance, the exposed glimpse was already strikingly captivating, with skin like congealed fat and eyes like the rippling autumn waters, beauty so vibrant it’s dazzling.

It doesn’t need much saying to tell that these women are truly city-toppling beauties, adorned with a special aura, unlike ordinary women, integrating a spiritual transparency, as if they are celestial beings untouched by worldly matters.

Even though these individuals are all outstanding Heavenly Prides from the Immortal Sacred Land, having seen innumerable beauties and even those said to bring disaster to nations, they still find these women unfathomably exquisite.

At their level of cultivation, they naturally couldn’t be entranced by mundane beauty that lacks the Spiritual Energy of cultivators.

And, in the end, it merely counts as secular mortals, soon to turn to dust after a fleeting century, and hence not much on their minds.

Yet, the women before them were indisputable celestial figures, brimming with a special aura, devoid of any touch of worldly dust, garnering their attention.

Suddenly being flirted with, Goddess, Yii Wu, Chen’er, Ruoxi, and Yaya, the five women weren’t immediately enraged, but slightly bewildered.

This kind of situation clearly hadn’t occurred for many years, as seldom would anyone be flirtatious like this; more often, they would exhibit gentlemanly manners, hoping to impress the women.

Even Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, then shook his head and laughed softly.

It could only be blamed on the women around him being too outstanding, as even veils couldn’t fully conceal their world-class allure, prompting these sons of the Immortal Sacred Land to stop and tease.

Femmes fatales, it seems, is exactly what they refer to.

At this moment, the five women collectively glanced at Ye Chen, especially with the Goddess casting a cheeky look, engendering a foreboding feeling in Ye Chen. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Indeed, the Goddess spoke, her voice enchanting and melodious, clear as a jade plate dropping, striking others’ hearts and mesmerizing them: "Gentlemen, although we greatly aspire towards the Ye Family’s grand competition, we are, after all, women with no rights of choice, even if you wish to invite us, prior inquiry must be made with the man of our house."

The man of our house?

This statement immediately silenced the street, and following her gaze, people realized that beside the women was a fair and handsome young man, dashing and tall.

In a moment, all eyes fell on Ye Chen, who looked at the women helplessly and laughed bitterly: "I say, Sister Jingruo, can’t you stop playing with me, after all we’re—"

"What’s ’after all’? You hateful man, how much longer do you wish to bind us sisters?" The Goddess suddenly appeared woeful, her eyes like autumn waters brimmed with tears ready to slip down, evoking pity.

Meanwhile, everyone looked angrily at Ye Chen, contemplating what horrendous acts this guy had committed to make such stunning beauties feel so woeful.

Ye Chen was slightly stunned, noticing the playful look deep in the Goddess’s eyes, and couldn’t help but touch his nose, feeling that this fox lady could be really lethal when playing around.

Even Yii Wu, Ruoxi, and the others couldn’t resist giggling, rejoicing gleefully at his misfortune.

Among them, Yaya similarly had a tearful look, her white jade-like small hand unconsciously clutching her clothes’ hem, gazing with big tearful eyes at Ye Chen, choking as she spoke fearfully: "Please don’t be angry, Yaya will never dare to upset you again, don’t hit me when we return, it hurts a lot!"

Suddenly, the entire street was filled with murderous intent, glaring angrily at Ye Chen, accusing him of daring to hit such an adorable girl, so unjustified.

Ye Chen couldn’t help but simply laugh bitterly, indeed two dangerous women, lethal without responsibility.

Ye Chen hatedfully glared at the two actors, which led to both women "frightfully" clinging together, looking at Ye Chen in horror, withdrawing several steps.

He sighed helplessly skyward, indeed women are the most terrifying.

At this moment, several handsome men dismounted from the chariots, each appearing prominent and outstanding, all outstanding disciples of the Immortal Sacred Land, accompanied by a special Dao Rhythm, arriving beside Ye Chen.

Among them, the man wearing a Purple Crown softly addressed the women: "Ladies need not worry, everything is taken care of, ensuring you won’t face bullying."

Next, several others approached Ye Chen, someone bluntly asked: "Who are you to the ladies?"

"Didn’t you hear what was said earlier?" Ye Chen spoke plainly, appearing gentle and soft with the women, yet stern with outsiders, embodying an indisputable stance: "I am their man."

"Man?"

Upon hearing, the Heavenly Prides suddenly burst into laughter as if hearing the world’s most ridiculous joke.

The youth adorned with Purple Crown looked arrogant, speaking from a superior, condescending standpoint: "I’ll offer you a chance, immediately kneel down to apologize to the ladies, and break your own legs, then I may spare your life."

Ye Chen frowned, gazing at him, asking: "What do you mean by this?"

"Meaning? This is exactly what it means."

Speaking simultaneously, he released a potent Dao Power, making this realm condense as if weighed down.

He was actually a Half-Saint level expert, reaching this stage while young, surprising many, causing them to secretly nod at the exceptional talents of these Sacred Land Heavenly Prides.

"Half-Saint?"

Ye Chen appeared puzzled, and the other women cooperatively gasped, especially Yaya who delightedly exclaimed, appearing "thrilled": "A Half-Saint! Look, a powerful Half-Saint, oh my heavens."

She spoke in "astonishment", yet no one noticed her eyes distinctly shimmering with a mischievous glint.