Chapter 284: From Every Angle, He

"Damn, the Moon-Closing Immortal Sect is showing serious momentum, and our rankings aren't high enough."

A young, breathtakingly beautiful female cultivator spoke angrily—she was the representative of Zi Yun Immortal Mansion this time.

As a female cultivator of Zi Yun Immortal Mansion, she had spent her whole life striving to be the best, unwilling to lose here.

Know this: winning would not only grant access to the Nine Abyss Sacred Domain's resource rewards but also bring rewards within the Immortal Mansion.

Whether for the sect's honor, personal fame, or future cultivation, the female cultivators all desperately wanted to win.

"It's not just that our rankings are low—if things keep going like this, we won't even make the top ten."

Another young, breathtakingly beautiful female cultivator sighed.

Her name was Le Li, the top disciple of the younger generation in Zi Yun Immortal Mansion.

Le Li wore a plain white long gown, its hem light as clouds, tied at the waist with a pale blue silk sash that accentuated her slender figure.

Her features were ethereally beautiful, her skin like snow, her brows and eyes painted as if by art, her long hair cascading freely over her shoulders, adorned with a delicate white jade hairpin that lent her an air of quiet elegance.

Even in such plain attire, her celestial beauty was unmistakable.

The other, named Liu Tang, had a figure that was perfectly proportioned, with clear curves—especially her slender waist and long legs, drawing multiple glances.

Her long hair was pinned high, adorned with a golden phoenix hairpin, exuding nobility and allure, adding to her charm.

At a glance, both were young and brimming with vitality.

Due to their rigorous cultivation within the sect, their social standing wasn't as high as other female cultivators.

Though they had many admirers, none were particularly powerful, which kept their rankings low.

Just as they were at a loss, two people entered the courtyard.

One was their elder, Shi Shi Yingying; the other, a strikingly handsome man, was none other than Emperor Li Chen of the Tian Ce Dynasty.

Li Chen had visited Zi Yun Immortal Mansion before—they had seen him before.

Seeing Li Chen appear here, they and several others nearby immediately knelt, chanting in unison: "Your Majesty!"

Li Chen waved his hand gently and said, "No need for formalities. I'm merely incognito—relax, everyone."

The mansion's head, Mu Mu Qingrou, was Li Chen's concubine; the women, initially stiff in his presence, soon grew comfortable.

Li Chen asked how they were preparing, and they reluctantly voiced their difficulties.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Immortal List's evaluation rules are: 40% for beauty, 10% for personal strength, 30% for admirers' strength, and 20% for admirers' wealth. Those who make it to the final round all have comparable beauty—it's the admirers' side where we're lacking."

Liu Tang spoke softly, her tone tinged with helplessness.

Le Li nodded, adding, "We can only hope tomorrow's contest in the Heavenly Immortal Hall lets us earn points through our own efforts. As for admirers, we've given up."

As she spoke, she stole a glance at Li Chen, her heart pounding, secretly hoping he might "show mercy."

If Li Chen intervened, they would surely score maximum points.

But she wisely said nothing further—after all, he was the Emperor, and Mu Mu Qingrou's man. Who could dictate his will? Everything depended on his mood.

Hearing this, Li Chen mused inwardly: Hmm, this isn't just like the system of fans tipping top female streamers in my past life?

If someone of Li Chen's caliber became their top donor, he'd guarantee them the top spot.

But being a top donor without perks? That's no fun.

A faint, knowing smile curled his lips as he looked at Liu Tang and Le Li and asked, "What exactly do you mean by 'admirers' strength and wealth'?"

At his question, Liu Tang and Le Li's eyes instantly lit up.

They knew: if Li Chen was asking this, he must be considering helping them.

This was a leg to cling to—they couldn't miss this chance.

Liu Tang explained that tomorrow, admirers would compete in strength; the winner would grant bonus points to their chosen lady.

As for wealth, it wasn't ordinary currency.

To cultivators, 'wealth' meant cultivation resources.

Tomorrow, the organizers would release a list of such resources.

For example: demonic beast cores, rare pelts, live demonic beasts, and so on.

The list isn't fixed—it's announced last-minute by the organizers.

Thus, the Heavenly Immortal List's admirers must use their own abilities to obtain these resources.

That means leaving the city to slay demonic beasts and acquire the listed items to boost their goddess's score.

Hearing this, Li Chen finally understood why demonic beast surges had occurred—it was the trigger.

There were already many demonic beasts nearby; this chaos would inevitably provoke them to attack the city.

But this was also his system's mission—he'd have to complete it anyway, so he might as well be their top donor.

After all, they were Mu Mu Qingrou's disciples; if he could help, he should.

Hearing Li Chen's tone of willingness to assist, Liu Tang exclaimed excitedly: "If Your Majesty is willing to help, not just the top ten—we could take first place!"

Le Li nodded vigorously, her face filled with anticipation.

They looked at Li Chen as if they wanted to cling to his legs tightly.

They never imagined the Emperor of Tian Ce Dynasty would personally help them—it felt like a dream.

They'd probably be too excited to sleep tonight.

Li Chen smiled and feigned contemplation: "Since that's the case, I'll lend you a hand—but I have a condition."

"What condition?" Liu Tang and Le Li asked in unison, their voices tense.

They were already imagining what it might be—after all, he was the Emperor.

Li Chen glanced at them and said calmly, "I'll tell you when the time comes."

In truth, his original demand was that when the demonic beast surge came, they help rally others to defend against the beasts.

He couldn't tell them in advance that the surge was coming.

That would be blatant spoilers.

Li Chen spoke cryptically, yet their hearts beat faster with every word.

Liu Tang and Le Li exchanged a glance and immediately nodded: "Your Majesty, rest assured—we'll give it our all!"

Shi Shi Yingying stood nearby, smiling silently.

Then everyone in the courtyard began discussing the details.

Li Chen couldn't participate under his imperial identity—that would ruin the contest.

Who would dare fight him? Would they still want to survive in the Tian Ce Dynasty?

To offend an emperor for a goddess? If it were an ordinary emperor, cultivators might not fear it—but Li Chen was a Saint Realm emperor. Who would dare?

Li Chen only needed to disguise himself under the alias "Cheng Li."

Makeup? Women were experts at it.

But no matter how they painted him, his peerless divine beauty shone through unmistakably.

From any angle, any makeup, he was flawlessly handsome.

Shi Shi Yingying even wondered: if she painted him as a woman, wouldn't he instantly eclipse even the top ten of the Heavenly Immortal List?

But Li Chen had no interest in that, and she dared not try.

The next day, the Heavenly Immortal Hall was packed with noise!

(End of Chapter)