Chapter 467: Bottle of Peonies, Moon-Concealing Flower Concubine
–Water Moon Shadow, Sea Concubine Palace–
“I wonder how Scorpion is doing…” Gong Lianyue, standing on the rooftop of the Saintess Palace, a worried expression on her face, gazed towards the distant horizon.
Following Yu Jinfei’s final wishes, the Purgatory Crimson Halberd had temporarily left Shui Yuefei and journeyed alone to the Dust Refining Giant Remains to quell the unrest.
But the situation in the Dust Refining Giant Remains was complex, even the Ten Sacred Domains secretly vying for control. She wasn’t sure if the scorpion could succeed.
As Gong Lianyue pondered, the little fox, nestled in her cleavage, began to squirm and wiggle, its movements energetic, like a puppy playing in the mud.
Poyo, poyo, poyo, poyo~~~
Just as the little fox’s antics threatened to dislodge her bathrobe, Gong Lianyue firmly pushed its head back down, silencing it.
She was currently in a delicate stage of her cycle. Such unrestrained movements could lead to… accidents.
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Nearly half a month had passed since Gong Lianyue’s return to Water Moon Shadow. After a period of rest and recovery, it was time to leave again.
With the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer, Hong Xiaoqianyu, the Shadowlurking Blade, the Wrathful Saintess, and the Desireless Saintess all gone, and the Umbrella Immortal assigned to protect Shui Qinghou, Gong Lianyue, left unattended, had to summon Bai He to the Saintess Palace.
This had, of course, led to some unpleasant rumors, but she would be leaving the Sea Concubine Palace again soon, and Bai He was the only one she could entrust with the care of her legendary spirit beasts.
The Three Kings of the Moon Protection Court and the legendary beings from the Pure Water Demon Palace were all currently residing in the Saintess Palace, along with the Winter Greeting Death Lotus, one of the Ten Prison Flowers. With such a powerful defense, no enemy could possibly breach the Saintess Palace, no matter the chaos outside.
Before leaving, Gong Lianyue reinforced the Sea Concubine Palace and the Saintess Palace’s defenses. After all, after her visit to the Bottle of Peonies, she still had to attend the wedding at the Black Tide Ancient City. She didn’t know when she would return.
Whoosh—
A hazy mist, a shimmering, azure barrier, like a giant eggshell, enveloped the Sea Concubine Palace.
With this barrier, personally reinforced by Shui Yuefei, even the Sea Wing Jiao’s playful antics wouldn’t disturb the inhabitants within.
From the outside, the Sea Concubine Palace now resembled a beautiful, shimmering waterfall, a mysterious, watery curtain.
“Alright, that should be enough.”
Floating in the sky, surveying the now-impregnable Sea Concubine Palace, the blue-haired woman in the bathrobe vanished, her form dissolving into a white mist.
Carried by the White-Browed Concubine’s aura, her spirit energy scattered, traversing countless realms in an instant, Gong Lianyue crossed three thousand realms, disappearing from the Sea Region.
Although she appeared calm and unconcerned, a sense of urgency gnawed at her.
In six months, she would be nineteen. In the spirit world, where the average age for giving birth was sixteen, even for a “wife,” she would be considered old.
_She hoped to secure a few partners before turning nineteen, so she could return to Water Moon Shadow and start a family.
Swish!!!
A sudden surge of spirit energy.
Enveloped in a white mist, the blue-haired woman’s figure, moving at a speed millions of times faster than light, streaked across the sky, crossing tens of thousands of realms in an instant, before dissolving into a shower of sparks.
The Bottle of Peonies.
A subsidiary force of the Myriad Spirit Flower Ring, formerly a first-tier overlord realm, its status had declined after the death of its Ten Prison Flowers representative, fluctuating between first and second-tier.
However, the new Ten Prison Flowers assignment had revitalized the Bottle of Peonies, attracting countless factions eager to curry favor, even offering marriage alliances.
It was even rumored that this new Ten Prison Flowers, assigned to the Bottle of Peonies, was the second strongest among the Ten, after You Qu Hanyuye, the King of the First Ring, and suspected to be a spirit beast belonging to Shui Yuefei, the rising star of the Sun and Moon Ranking.
This was why the Wrathful Saintess had been recalled…
As a Saint-rank Spirit Master, she was unremarkable, but she came from the same realm as Shui Yuefei!!!
At this moment, within the Luo family’s estate, one of the leading human Spirit Master families in the Bottle of Peonies…
Sitting in a corner of the meeting hall, a green-haired girl in a loose, off-the-shoulder robe, her revealing attire a rather indecent display, a melancholic expression on her beautiful face, sighed softly.
Her long, green hair, a stark contrast to the pink-haired, mixed-blood flower women around her, drew their attention, their gazes filled with mockery and disdain.
The Luo family’s patron, the legendary Moon-Concealing Flower Concubine, held a position of supreme authority within the Bottle of Peonies, considered the ancestor of all Luo family members.
Flowers and plants, unable to resist their instincts, constantly intermingled, producing countless offspring.
But those born with impure bloodlines, tainting the Moon-Concealing Flower Concubine’s pure lineage, were banished from the main family, sent to branch families or distant, nameless realms.
This meant that while multiple partners were acceptable, they had to be pure-blooded flowers, sharing the Moon-Concealing Flower Concubine’s lineage. Those with unconventional hair colors, like Luo Kuxin’s green, were expelled.
This was the first time someone not of pure blood had been recalled, which displeased the haughty, pure-blooded flower women, their gazes, filled with contempt, fixed on Luo Kuxin, the Wrathful Saintess.
It wasn’t that the current head of the Luo family didn’t value bloodline purity. It was simply that Shui Yuefei’s fame was too great. Even a tenuous connection to her could elevate the entire Bottle of Peonies.
But was that even possible?
Shui Yuefei, a being of almost divine power since birth, commanding a legion of lord-level legendary spirit beasts… She wouldn’t even notice an insignificant Saint-rank Spirit Master like this, would she?
After all, even at this moment, those high-ranking, mixed-blood flower women, with their powerful legendary lineages, sitting at the head of the table, presiding over the meeting, couldn’t even sense Luo Kuxin’s anxious presence.
