Three days later.

Wang Xiaoqiang stowed Little Qing into the Sumeru Ring and then released True Person of Taiyi and the two ladies of the Yans Family from the ring.

After coming out from the ring space, the two ladies of the Yans Family and True Person of Taiyi all let out a long sigh of turbid air, then looked around at their surroundings. Seeing themselves in a cave abode, they were all surprised, with Yans Ruyu asking first, "Little Qiang, where are we?"

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled and said, "This is a cave abode in Yan Mountain, very secluded and very safe. I have been living here for three days..."

Yans Ruxue said, "Little Qiang, today should be the day you enter the palace, right?"

"Yes, today I will go to the Imperial Palace for the announcement!" Wang Xiaoqiang said, and with a thought, he took out the Spirit Golden Armor from the Sumeru Ring.

The Spirit Golden Armor floated out from the Sumeru Ring, then unfolded with a bang, and the sounds of clicks followed. The armor automatically dressed Wang Xiaoqiang, including the purple gold head crown, arm guards, breastplate, knee pads... very beautiful, very dazzling. Dressed in it, Wang Xiaoqiang looked extremely fitting, as if it had been tailored for him, making him look exceptionally valiant and extraordinarily handsome.

"Tsk tsk, so this is the Spirit Golden Armor, huh? What an eye-opener today! So beautiful!" Yans Ruyu exclaimed with shining eyes.

"Little Qiang looks even more handsome in this Spirit Golden Armor, hehe..." True Person of Taiyi also praised.

"Little Qiang, wearing this Spirit Golden Armor, you are invincible among cultivators of the same level, and it can even withstand fatal attacks from those at the Immortal Sage Level... Is that really true?" Yans Ruxue asked with amazement and doubt.

"Hmm, it should be the case. How about you try it out? I'll stand still, and you attack me..." Wang Xiaoqiang suggested to Yans Ruxue.

"I... I couldn't possibly bring myself to do it," Yans Ruxue waved her hand, "Let True Person of Taiyi give it a try..."

True Person of Taiyi shook his head and waved his hand, "No, I can't do it either. Besides, my cultivation base is too shallow, and I wouldn't be able to test it properly."

"Mm, that makes sense." Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "Then I'll test it myself..."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang took out the Penglai Immortal Sword, holding it in his right hand. Stimulating the sword light, it shone with a cold brilliance. Then, he slashed the sword towards his own left arm.

This action made all three of them tremble with shock; had this sword strike been aimed at any one of them, it would definitely have severed the limb.

Whoosh!

The Penglai Immortal Sword struck the arm guard of the left arm's armor, ringing out with a clang of iron striking iron, sparks flying everywhere.

To everyone's surprise, the arm guard remained completely intact, showing not a single scratch under the Immortal Sword, revealing the armor's extraordinary nature.

"Indeed, it is a treasure!" True Person of Taiyi couldn't help but praise. He then said, "Little Qiang, you're the champion of this tournament. I presume the old Emperor will certainly grant you the title of Myriad House Marquis..."

Before Wang Xiaoqiang could reply, Yans Ruxue already said, "Not a Myriad House Marquis, but rather a Myriad-of-Myriads House Marquis. The Immortal Realm doesn't have the concept of Myriad House Marquis."

"Myriad-of-Myriads House Marquis?" Both Wang Xiaoqiang and True Person of Taiyi echoed in surprise and uncertainty.

"Yes, the population of the Immortal Realm is far beyond that of Earth. The titles in the Immortal Realm are based on units of tens of millions of people. A Marquis can govern tens of millions..."

Yans Ruxue explained.

"Ah, I see!" Realization dawned on True Person of Taiyi.

"Alright, time is not early anymore. You three stay here in the cave abode, and I will go to the Imperial Palace for the announcement before I come back to fetch you," Wang Xiaoqiang said to the three of them.

They all nodded.

Wearing the Spirit Golden Armor, Wang Xiaoqiang walked out of the cave abode and flew directly into the sky, heading towards Dragon City.

On the way, he encountered two flying beasts.

They were two Dragon Head Eagles.

Upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang, both Dragon Head Eagles exhibited excitement and pounced towards him.

However, as they drew near, they abruptly halted, for they had noticed the Spirit Golden Armor on Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

On that Spirit Golden Armor, a thick and majestic Spiritual Power endlessly circulated. This power made them feel apprehensive, causing them to shrink back.

Eventually, they let out a somewhat reluctant cry towards Wang Xiaoqiang before turning around and flying away.

Since Wang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry to get to the Imperial Palace, he did not trouble the two Dragon Head Eagles any further. Seeing them fly away in fear, he continued his flight towards Dragon City.

Upon arriving at the gates of Dragon City, he descended to the ground and entered the city on foot.

Adorned in the Spirit Golden Armor, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately attracted the attention of the Dragon City citizens upon entering the gate,

All those who saw Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but be drawn towards him. The men revealed looks of envy, and the well-to-do young ladies from town, upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's majestic and handsome appearance in his armor, had a glimmer of admiration in their eyes.

While passing by a brothel known as Wind Moon Pavilion, the women inside actually abandoned their distinguished guests, hurried out, and gathered around Wang Xiaoqiang. They twittered and strutted, throwing amorous glances at him,

Their gazes were such that they seemed desperate to drag Wang Xiaoqiang to bed. Even the ageing madame with her charm still intact, at this moment, put on affectations like a young girl, cooing, "Oh, Champion Young Master, the girls all love you. Remember to come to Wind Moon Pavilion and take care of us when you become a high official..."

"Champion Young Master, my name is Purple Moon. I am the leading courtesan here. Originally, I came from a reputable family well-versed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I never expected to fall on hard times and end up in a brothel. However, I have always maintained my virtue and never sold myself. Champion Young Master, if it pleases you, I am willing to devote my life to you..." A beautiful woman stood in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, tearfully telling him her story in hopes of giving herself to him.

No matter how lascivious Wang Xiaoqiang was, he never engaged with women of ill repute. Glancing at Purple Moon, he saw she was above average in looks but lacked any Cultivation Base and resided in a brothel. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Please make way, I have urgent matters to attend."

The woman named Purple Moon refused to move aside, deliberately pressing her fragrant, voluptuous body against Wang Xiaoqiang.

Now a public figure, Wang Xiaoqiang felt annoyed but could not lay hands on her, especially considering her lowly status. He was at a loss.

Just then, an angry roar erupted, "How dare you obstruct the path of Champion Young Master!"

The shout came from a man dressed in Imperial Palace Guard attire, with two more soldiers standing behind him, armed with Spirit Soldiers.

This roar frightened the courtesan named Purple Moon and the group of brothel women, turning their faces pale. They hastily moved aside, clearing the way for Wang Xiaoqiang.

The man stepped forward and bowed to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Champion Young Master, we're here to escort you. Please follow us to the palace..."

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and stepped forward.

The three Imperial Guard soldiers followed closely by his side, the lead soldier eagerly guiding Wang Xiaoqiang down the path.

Before long, Wang Xiaoqiang entered the Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Palace was vast, with few buildings, but each one was tall and grand. The large halls were decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, with flying eaves displaying both grandeur and a touch of elegance.

The Yellow Dragon Hall facing the Noon Gate was the place where the Emperor handled court affairs -- solemn, stately, imposing, and grand. Carved on the eaves of the hall was a lifelike Yellow Dragon.

The dragon's head, crafted in great detail, with its dragon eyes like bronze bells and distinct black and white pupils, seemed as if it were alive.

Carved on the body of this Yellow Dragon were densely packed talismans. As Wang Xiaoqiang followed the Imperial Guard soldiers along the lengthy corridor toward the Yellow Dragon Hall, the pupils of the dragon eyes sculpted on the beam moved slightly,

Wang Xiaoqiang caught this movement and tensed, thinking to himself that the carving was clearly a static object, so how could the dragon's eyes have moved?

As Wang Xiaoqiang continued to stare intently at the Yellow Dragon, its mouth also opened, roaring towards him.

"Roar..." A dragon's roar echoed, shattering the morning tranquility within the Imperial Palace.

"Champion Young Master, duck your head!" barked the leading Imperial Guard, his face filled with awe as he cautioned Wang Xiaoqiang, "The Yellow Dragon is a Divine Beast, a totem of the Empire. Staring at it like that is a desecration..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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