Chapter 208: The Pure and Innocent Goddess Sect Leader

The Divine Maiden Sect is a well-known Sect in the northern region of Fulong Province, with average strength, but all the women in the Sect are exceptionally beautiful.

Their Sect consists entirely of female Disciples, famous for their pure cultivation, self-restraint, and detachment from the mortal world.

In the eyes of mortals, they most closely resemble the image of a Fairy.

Fu Huaian wasn't harboring any ill intentions; it was mainly because Bai Mei was craving something, and he had to care for the Little Succubus.

As for how beautiful the female Disciples of the Divine Maiden Sect were, he didn't care!

Moreover, Fu Huaian already felt that the Divine Maiden Sect was living up to its name.

Since they claimed to be detached from the mortal world, why did the Sect Master immediately throw a grand banquet upon her Breakthrough?

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Fu Huaian felt there was something fishy about this Sect… After disembarking from the immortal ship, Fu Huaian and Song Zhuo's group stood on a mountainside with picturesque scenery.

Ahead, there was a long bridge covered in flowers, floating amidst high cliffs.

Crossing the long bridge was the official entry into the Divine Maiden Sect.

Song Zhuo led the way with a serious and righteous expression, followed closely by nine others behind him, all with equally righteous faces.

Fu Huaian glanced at them and chuckled softly; it seemed they were all terribly restless inside.

He slowly walked forward with his wife.

After entering a main peak of the Divine Maiden Sect, which was scenic and rich in Spiritual Qi, a beautiful woman in white gracefully approached.

Her face was fair and lovely, and she wore a pleasant, faint smile, leading Fu Huaian and his group to the front of the main hall on the peak's summit.

One couldn't just walk in; even for an Immortal Sect, attending a banquet required a gift of money.

Fu Huaian observed the arriving guests for a few moments, then dutifully paid tens of thousands of Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

They entered the main hall.

Song Zhuo and the Prodigies looked around, their eyes darting.

They secretly nodded.

Aside from the guests, all the other Disciples of the Divine Maiden Sect wore white, and their beauty was indeed remarkable; even the lowest-cultivation maids looked quite charming.

Fu Huaian sat with his wife, calmly observing his surroundings.

Bai Mei's Divine Sense swept the area once, then she lost interest.

She began to taste the dishes in small bites, her eyes lighting up one moment, then frowning in disgust the next…

Perhaps Fu Huaian's young wife's beauty was truly unique, inevitably attracting unwanted attention, as men came forward one after another to offer toasts.

After all, Fu Huaian's Realm appeared to be only Dust Immortal Realm, posing no threat whatsoever.

Fu Huaian, unable to bear it any longer, whispered a few words into Bai Mei's ear.

Bai Mei nodded gravely; she, too, was annoyed by those people, their gazes at her were too disgusting!

She waited for a Yuan Immortal who was approaching with a drink, and before he could even speak, she directly made him kneel on the ground, unable to rise!

Upon seeing this scene, the restless Cultivators immediately became well-behaved.

Besides the guests in the main hall, the Sect Master of the Divine Maiden Sect, Su Xiyue, also witnessed this scene.

Her exquisite and beautiful face held a serene expression, and a snow-white dress enveloped her graceful, delicate figure.

Su Xiyue withdrew her gaze, left the main hall, and went to the top floor.

Her jade-like hand gently pushed open the exquisite wooden door.

Inside the luxurious room, a stern-faced middle-aged man sat cross-legged on a cushion.

Su Xiyue glanced at him, then silently turned and closed the door.

“Did you see him?”

Su Xiyue stepped forward with lotus-like steps, her voice like jade beads falling onto a jade plate.

“He is in the main hall downstairs; there seems to be an Ascension Realm Cultivator beside him, I dared not look too much.”

A sinister glint flashed in Han Tianling's eyes, and he said fiercely, “If I hadn't sensed an Ascension Realm Cultivator beside him, I would have killed him at Changfeng Dock!”

He is the Sect Master of Yu Long Immortal Sect, and Han Jianqing was born to his wife.

But he was not his son, but his adopted son.

As for who his adopted son's father was, it was Yuan Daozi, the Harmony Realm Grand Elder of Shangling Mountain!

Han Tianling merely took his mistress, solely to help Yuan Daozi cover up and bear offspring.

Yuan Daozi had his own Dao Companion, the Grand Elder of Shangling Mountain, who was extremely jealous; if she knew Yuan Daozi had other women behind her back.

Even Yuan Daozi would feel his scalp tingle.

So he found Han Tianling, asking Han Tianling to help him raise his mistress and son.

In return, he would serve as Yu Long Immortal Sect's backer, providing convenience for its development.

Han Tianling naturally agreed and doted on Han Jianqing immensely!

As for Yuan Daozi's mistress, that woman hated Yuan Daozi to death in her heart!

After marrying into Yu Long Immortal Sect, she constantly seduced Han Tianling.

Initially, Han Tianling didn't dare, but after giving in once, he doted on her fiercely, feeling uncomfortable if he didn't 'drill' her for a day!

Regarding Han Jianqing's death, Han Tianling indeed harbored genuine anger, but even more so, the towering rage of Yuan Daozi knowing about this matter!

He insisted that Fu Huaian must be killed!

If it weren't for Yuan Daozi as a backer, the letter sent back by Grand Elder Song Zhao, even if it angered him, would have led him to choose to settle the matter peacefully.

But Yuan Daozi had murderous intent, whether it was the Great Min Dynasty or Shendan Pavilion.

If they killed Fu Huaian in Fulong Province, would they dare go to Shangling Mountain to cause trouble?

As soon as Fu Huaian entered the Divine Maiden Sect, Han Tianling immediately had the Elder sent by Yuan Daozi set up a barrier, precisely to prevent that Ascension Realm Cultivator from escaping with Fu Huaian.

It was like trapping a dog in a closed room!

This banquet wasn't to celebrate Su Xiyue's promotion; it was precisely to kill Fu Huaian!?

Han Tianling's mood calmed, and he turned his head to glance at Su Xiyue, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes!

He waved his hand, and Su Xiyue's delicate body immediately fell at his feet!

Su Xiyue lay flat, looking up at Han Tianling who was staring down at her, her face slightly pale, gently biting her red lips.

Han Tianling directly slapped her!

Slap!

“What kind of Fairy bullshit are you? Which immortal Sect Master from the surrounding regions hasn't climbed into your bed?”

Su Xiyue's snow-white skin instantly showed five crimson finger marks, and she gently caressed her cheek with her jade-like hand, humiliation flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Han Tianling grinned menacingly, gripping her white dress tightly.

Rip—

“Ugh…”

Su Xiyue curled up slightly, her hands clutching her chest.

Han Tianling glanced at her, snorted disdainfully, his voice icy: “Hands off.”

Su Xiyue hesitated for a moment, and Han Tianling slapped her on the other cheek.

Slap!

He tugged at Su Xiyue's soft, dark hair, mocking, “What are you pretending to be, a pure and innocent Fairy?”

Su Xiyue stared at him blankly for a moment, her expression changing from panic to calmness, then slowly curving into a smile.

Finally, her face was filled with seductive charm.

“Sect Master Han, this slave desires your favor.”

Her torn long dress draped over her delicate body, she knelt at Han Tianling's feet, her eyes gazing at him with deep and ardent affection.

Han Tianling watched her in this posture, his smile gradually becoming more unrestrained.

Thump—

Han Tianling fiercely choked Su Xiyue's slender neck, and she fell onto the carpet… The banquet on the first floor lasted for two hours.

Bai Mei ate until her belly was full, and Fu Huaian felt that the Divine Maiden Sect was quite ordinary; while the female Cultivators were pretty, their standards weren't particularly top-notch.

As for the dishes, they were decent; the Little Succubus ate quite happily!

Fu Huaian glanced at Song Zhuo and his group sitting not far away; they ate little and watched much, sitting still, afraid to move, and now he didn't know where their eyeballs had gone.

Fu Huaian sighed lightly, just about to leave with that useless bunch, when suddenly the surroundings shook!

At the entrance of the main hall, a tall figure stood!

Han Tianling!