"The princess has brought an esteemed guest."
"Were you able to pinpoint his stage?"
The moment Xuan's feet touched the ground, the news about his arrival was already spreading around like wildfire.
It was an open secret that the queen, though referred to as princess, is looking for potential cultivators to cultivate with and grow stronger.
And knowing her intentions, they gathered themselves and decided to kill any elf who cultivates with her.
So Li Feng started bringing in guests, who apparently always got killed. She had thrown out her sister because the elf seat held authority.
No one liked her, and they wished she'd just die one day, and at her level of cultivation, they didn't dare challenge her.
Those who did not do as she said were crushed by her might, including the elf who wouldn't cultivate with her until she stopped killing them.
She'd need strong cultivators if war ever broke out. Overall, the elders would not stop killing the potential humans she brought in.
If Xuan was cultivating with her, then he was now tagged as their enemy.
"He's around late Spirit Combustion Stage, seven or eight, I sense."
"What? He's a weakling, then. This should be easy for us."
The elders approached the queen and Xuan, concealing their evil schemes behind the fake jovial expression on their faces.
Xuan pulled his medicine bag from the horse, wanting to take it in along with him.
"You can't bring it in, a guard can help you sell it," said Li Feng.
Xuan frowned, looking at his medicine bag. He involuntarily stood still as a guard took the bag from his tight grip.
"Em, what about the money?"
"It'll be yours, and I'll settle for everything if it's not enough. Now come on, let's go inside."
Xuan sighed; she seemed more eager than he was. They climbed the stairwell, with the elders behind their backs.
Xuan couldn't help but turn a couple of times, frightening them with his sudden gaze. Maybe he could hear the murmurs, but Xuan couldn't.
"Outrageous Princess Li Feng, you've broken the sacred rule yet again!" an elder yelled.
He had been waiting for them at the top of the stairwell. He looked at Xuan with evident disdain. Xuan felt uncomfortable in the setting.
Not only do elves hate humans, but also, they hated that he would be cultivating with Li Feng.
So it was different haters uniting against him.
"And you, human, do you know the weight of what you're putting yourself into?"
Even after the shout, Li Feng did not stop walking towards the big majestic door, and Xuan faced her direction as well.
When they gave him deaf ears, the elder was pissed off and hurriedly walked downstairs.
At last, they arrived at Li Feng's room, and Xuan could breathe comfortably again. He first let out a deep exhale.
"What was that just now?"
"You felt it, didn't you?" asked Li Feng, walking towards the window and dropping it down, darkening the room more.
"Yes, all that killing intent from behind was directed at you. But if you know they hate you this much, why haven't you killed them?"
Xuan sat on the bed. Though the elf country was second to the Harem Empire, the room was equally majestic.
"You could sense their cultivation stage too—Final Martial Realm and Early Divine Combustion Stage 01—among the best cultivators I have, so I need them, Xuan."
"What? Need them for what?" Curiosity or not, Xuan had to know why.
But Li Feng did not answer that. Instead, she walked close to him, smiling, her knee rising to the point of his penis while she whispered in his ear,
"Aren't you nosy now?"
As of now, Li Feng was only putting on black panties and a bra. However, before Xuan could fully raise his sword, a knock at the door disrupted the flow.
Li Feng quickly wore a long robe and answered the pest at the door. It was an elf maiden holding a red, baby arm's-length box.
"Is this it?" asked Li Feng.
The maiden didn't say anything and just bowed, implying it was what Li Feng had said. She took the box and locked the door.
Xuan had stood up, peeping outside through the curtains of the window so he wouldn't be seen. But as Li Feng closed the door, he turned.
"I'm not gonna leave here alive, am I?"
"Haha, why wouldn't you? They can't hurt you if you're around me, okay?"
Still, Xuan felt like he was going to die in the elf country.
"Combining our taboo techniques only gives a first-time reward, lucky for you, Xuan," Li Feng said as she sat on the bed staring at the red box. She added,
"Yours is the third pillar, extremely more powerful than my pillar, so if we cultivate, your breakthrough would be more overwhelming than mine." Li Feng sighed.
Xuan walked away from the window, and Li Feng stood up, opening the red box.
"Woah, is that?" Xuan muttered.
"Yes, I killed an Early Divine Combustion dragon and made a mythical dagger from its cores."
"What? A mythical weapon made from an Early Divine? That much power?"
Sadly, it wasn't for Xuan, though he couldn't use it now since mythical weapons could only be used by Martial Realm cultivators and above.
The speed, durability, and precision of the divine dragon all molten into that weapon, along with the destruction and venomous effect it had, made Xuan stare at the marvelous dagger.
It had the head of a red dragon beneath the handle. Xuan kept staring.
"Xuan, do you like it?" asked Li Feng.
"Well, yes, but I'm still at late Spirit Combustion, so I can't really—"
"No, let this be my first gift to you, then."
"What? Really?" Xuan went wild and took the box, holding the dagger—it was so light, unlike his big sword.
"Yes, I also added a venomous debuff from a divine anaconda beast I slayed, so once cut by it, even a Martial Realm cultivator would feel extremely weak by the second."
Li Feng explained like a shy schoolgirl; she interlocked her fingers behind her back while smiling.
Xuan stared at her, both their hearts pounding as they locked eyes. Xuan's fingers crawled to her robe, pulling it off her shoulders.
He lifted her cheek, and they started kissing lips, the sweet taste slowly leading their steps backward, heading to the bed.
Li Feng fell, pulling Xuan down with her.