By midday, celestial music resounded from the sky as hundreds of True Immortal soldiers guarded an Immortal Palanquin flying in from afar.

In front of the palanquin, a group of six people played the suona, a joyful tune echoing through the skies.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't expect to hear suona in the Immortal Realm, feeling rather surprised, but what he could confirm was that inside the palanquin sat none other than Prince Ann's son, Ann Batian.

As the entourage stopped above the Constellation Sect, the celestial music ceased. A commander with bushy eyebrows and big eyes stood at the forefront, using his power to amplify his voice as he shouted towards the Constellation Sect:

"Hear me, members of the Constellation Sect, the Little Prince has arrived. Cease your Protective Sect Array at once to welcome the Little Prince."

The commander's tone was arrogant, issuing orders as if he were untouchable, full of self-importance.

Soon, a sudden sound was heard as the Constellation Sect's Protective Sect Array was activated. Madam Xingyue personally led a group to the sky to greet him.

Madam Xingyue humbled herself to welcome him, yet the Little Prince did not reciprocate any courtesy. He didn't even bother to step out of the palanquin, nor did he say a word, directly commanding the palanquin to descend towards the Constellation Sect.

Surprisingly, Madam Xingyue did not feel angry or humiliated. Instead, she followed the palanquin with a face full of joy.

"This Little Prince really has such a big air!" Stone Millet murmured in a low voice, exclaiming.

"It's said that the Little Prince Ann Batian's wives can be compared to the Emperor's harem. I wonder which unfortunate female disciple from the Constellation Sect is completely being turned into just another concubine..." Cheng Jin, unaware of the situation between Wang Xiaoqiang and Zhao Feiyan, said with an indignant tone:

"Madam Xingyue is truly shameless! She spares no effort to cling to power, even at the expense of her own disciples!"

"Alright, gossiping behind their back is no skill, let's confront this Little Prince face-to-face!" Wang Xiaoqiang said, clasping his hands behind his back as he walked towards the gate of the Constellation Sect.

At the gate of the Constellation Sect, he announced his name.

The two gatekeeper disciples, hearing it was Wang Xiaoqiang, almost without hesitation, immediately said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Excuse me, Sect Leader Wang, do you have an invitation?"

"I don't have an invitation!"

"No invitation?!" The disciple curled his lips into a disdainful sneer: "Sorry, without an invitation, entry is prohibited."

"Insolent!" Stone Millet suddenly grew angry, pointing at the two gatekeeper disciples and scolding, "Our Sect Leader is not only the leader of two sects but also a Lord Marquis of Yue Land. You see the Lord Marquis and do not kneel, yet you obstruct him. Do you know the crime you have committed?"

The two disciples, seemingly prepared, did not display any fear. Instead, their faces held contemptuous sneers, and one of them said:

"Lord Marquis, hmph, so what about the Lord Marquis? For the safety of the Little Prince, even without an invitation, the Lord Marquis cannot enter..."

"Bullies with power!"

Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't be bothered to acknowledge them. With a flick of his robe sleeve, a gust of wind suddenly rose, sending the two stubborn gatekeeper disciples flying.

Eventually, no one knew where they landed, and no one could be seen or heard from them under Wang Xiaoqiang's watchful eyes.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang directly send the two gatekeeper disciples flying, both Stone Millet and Cheng Jin were taken aback, feeling a bit fearful.

Only then did they finally believe that Wang Xiaoqiang had truly come here today to stir up trouble.

Moreover, they discovered that following Wang Xiaoqiang seemed like playing bungee jumping. Although thrilling, it always carried a risk.

Wang Xiaoqiang, not caring what they thought, entered after sending the gatekeeper disciples flying and walked straight inside.

The two hurriedly followed.

Although they had never been to the Constellation Sect and didn't know its layout, nor did they know the way, Wang Xiaoqiang knew that following his instincts wouldn't go wrong. At this moment, he only headed towards the lively areas, and soon he arrived at the entrance of a grand hall.

This hall was the Constellation Sect's Main Hall, very grand and magnificent.

At this moment, a scarlet carpet stretched from outside into the Main Hall.

Outside the Main Hall, gathered many guests who had not entered but surrounded the Immortal Palanquin, their eyes filled with admiration.

Wang Xiaoqiang knew that was the Little Prince's Immortal Palanquin, and at this time, the Little Prince was surely inside the Main Hall.

Sure enough, as Wang Xiaoqiang reached the entrance of the Main Hall, he saw a man in his thirties, with a full beard, wearing a tiger robe, sitting in the place originally meant for Madam Xingyue in the back hall.

Madam Xingyue stood aside, timidly, with lowered brows and eyes, even showing an eager-to-please softness on her fierce face, currying favor with the Little Prince.

But her affectionate smile seemed tragically out of place, making it unbearable to watch.

On both sides of the hall, many guests stood, whose cultivation levels were higher than those outside, clearly with higher status and standing.

However, neither Zhao Feiyan nor any of her presence was seen in the hall.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang felt puzzled, the Little Prince sitting in the back hall spoke, "Madam Xingyue, where's Zhao Feiyan?"

"Reporting to the Little Prince, Zhao Feiyan will be out shortly," Madam Xingyue said as she hurriedly ordered someone to call Zhao Feiyan.

Soon, Zhao Feiyan entered the Main Hall accompanied by two servant female disciples, standing in the center.

Zhao Feiyan was dressed in a light red new dress, with exquisite makeup, a jade-like face, rosy cheeks, a graceful figure, snow-white skin, as delicate as porcelain, with a slim waist, as light as a swallow.

With unmatched beauty capable of stirring even the heart of the woman-surrounded Little Prince.

Ann Batian stroked the beard on his chin, his eyes roving over Zhao Feiyan, with lustful intent clearly apparent in his gaze. There wasn't a hint of cherishing in his eyes, only unbridled desire.

Yet, when he noticed Zhao Feiyan's face remained taut, saying nothing, a sinister flame rose in Ann Batian's belly, and he said to Madam Xingyue with displeasure:

"Madam, Feiyan shouldn't be like this, why is she still as cold as last time... Little Prince, I came with sincerity, come, open it..."

Speaking, Ann Batian snapped his fingers,

At this moment, one of Ann Batian's close attendants stepped forward, holding a Brocade Box. With a push, the Brocade Box was opened in front of everyone.

A rich, fragrant aroma wafted from the box, soon permeating the entire hall, drawing everyone's gaze towards the four white pills inside the box.

The pills had a faint halo shimmering over them, clearly no ordinary items.

"Ah, what kind of pills are those? Such a rich fragrance..."

"Definitely not ordinary items!"

"I know, those are Refreshing Body Pills, exclusive for women, which, after consumption, makes the body feel refreshed and releases the body's fragrance to its fullest extent. These pills are generally consumed by women before intimacy..."

"Ah, gifting such pills at this time doesn't seem appropriate..."

The guests standing on both sides of the hall whispered among themselves, murmuring in dissent over this engagement gift, though none dared to speak openly due to Ann Batian's oppressive might. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)

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