Chapter 1067: and translation of title

Watching those embracing beauties, the lovey-dovey crowd of Dao Yi Shengdi, Sun Ming only felt his head buzzing.

In fact, it wasn't just him; others were the same, and they were even closer, able to hear the voices of Qi Xiong and the others speaking, which made their scalps go numb.

"Honey, how come I never realized before that you elves went through this?"

"Hmph, it's not like you have any conscience."

"Who said that? My conscience is totally bad, pah, fine, don't believe me? Go ahead and feel it."

"I don't want that."

"Haha."

"Xiong Ge, you already have a dao partner, so what does that make me following you?"

"Whatever you want to count it as, just count it as that."

"Then... then, you said yesterday that you only love me, is that true?"

"Of course, wasn't I only loving you yesterday?"

"Hmph, you're lying."

"All right, honey, everyone else is just fleeting clouds; you are eternal."

Listening, listening, listening, listening, what the hell are these vulgar words?

The crowd that had originally wanted to tease a bit was now completely dumbfounded.

Damn, these are masters—just look at those elves whose eyes were practically growing on top of their heads; now, after a few rounds with these Dao Yi Shengdi folks, they can't even tell which direction is which.

Damn, these elves actually fall for this, each one blushing shyly, their eyes full of tender affection.

Even those who have had decades or even centuries of relationships with the elves have never experienced this before, damn it.

Most of the time people just sneak a bite when idle, but damn, Dao Yi Shengdi is simply a model for our generation.

Not only do the people present think this way, but the Human Race outside also feels the same, especially many vigorous young talents.

Looking at the elves embraced in the arms of Dao Yi Shengdi, each one charming and gorgeous, their eyes full of envy.

"Dad, I've decided—I will become a disciple of Dao Yi Shengdi from now on."

"Huh? But our family is in Yunluo Holy City—aren't you going to become a disciple of Yunluo Holy Land?"

"No, a man should enter Dao Yi Shengdi."

"This........... okay..........."

He silently glanced at the light mirror in the sky, then nodded, finding it somewhat reasonable.

For a time, Dao Yi Shengdi's reputation among the Human Race flourished even more—of course, this was among male cultivators.

As for female cultivators, looking at the light mirror, they each blushed and said:

"Pah, shameless."

"Old and improper."

"And this is still the Holy Lord?"

"I never expected the Holy Lord of Dao Yi Shengdi to be such a person."

"Hmph, a bunch of flirtatious hooves, all they do is lure our Human Race's strong ones."

Within Dao Yi Shengdi, even more people had their teeth gritted.

Because, damn, in that light mirror, the ones embracing those elves are their dao partners.

"You old thing, with heaven high and emperor far away, you don't even know your own surname, do you?"

"Come back and wait for me."

It's also beyond reach; there's nothing to be done, otherwise we would have gone up and dealt with those old fogeys long ago.

You're already old, still playing these flashy tricks—damn, do you think I'm blind? Such a big light mirror, you couldn't miss it?

Unaware of the outside world's thoughts, the people of Dao Yi Shengdi at this moment were completely immersed in the land of gentleness.

When it was nearly mealtime, Yun Xiantai, Yu Mo, Wang Man, and Yuan Cang appeared, as expected, each embracing an elf in their arms, and damn, they were all the elf clan's great emperor ancestors.

As for the gazes of those elf clan great emperor ancestors, there's no need to say more.

Even in Yunluo Holy Land, only the Yunluo Holy Lord and Shi Qingfeng receive such treatment from the elf clan.

Like Bai Zu and another old ancestor, they could only settle for second best, finding a Great Saint Realm elf clan member.

But Yun Xiantai and the four of them each had an old ancestor as a lover, making everyone stare wide-eyed.

But upon second thought, even the disciples understand this, so as teachers, it's not really strange either.

But damn, you aren't elf clan old ancestors, yet you got taken down in just one night?

Back then you said there was no one in this world worthy of your gaze—what happened now? Did you change your ways?

Take another look at these four elf clan old ancestors, and they are nothing but tender affection.

Damn, they aren't even elf clan at all.

What was originally teasing somehow turned into a Dao Yi Shengdi lovey-dovey showcase, making everyone feel awful.

"I'm really damn impressed—what's up with these Dao Yi Shengdi guys? Strong strength is fine, but picking up girls is also this good?"

Even the Yunluo Holy Lord and Shi Qingfeng are green with envy.

At this moment, the elf clan old ancestors lying in the arms of the four Yun Xiantai are naturally not strangers to them.

Before, they had never sought a dao partner, and even when Bai Zu once pursued them, they were ruthlessly rejected.

But now, damn, where is your reserve? Those earlier words about being iron-willed have all been eaten by dogs.

"Sigh, if this old man could learn even a bit of this trick, then in the future..."

On the other hand, Bai Zu beside them didn't think so much, instead muttering softly.

"Huh???"

Just as his words fell, the surrounding Yunluo Holy Lord, Shi Qingfeng, and others turned their heads.

Do you want to hear what you're saying? Learning just a move or two—what are you learning?

"At your age, learn something good."

Shi Qingfeng said lightly, his eyes full of contempt, but Bai Zu didn't care at all and even retorted.

"You don't want to learn?"

"I.............."

I fucking definitely want to learn—this is practically a divine skill! In one night I took down four Elf Clan old ancestors, plus so many Cultivation: Great Saint and Saints, it's absolutely absurd, right?

It's also thanks to Dao Yi Shengdi arriving in Zhongzhou late; given the current situation, if you had come earlier for them, you wouldn't need much—just a couple hundred years.

The Elf Clan probably has nothing to do with them anymore.

Envious, a real man should be like this.

Countless fiery gazes from around stared fixedly at the people of Dao Yi Shengdi, but given their thick skin, they were naturally immune to such stares.

On the contrary, those Elf Clan members in his embrace were somewhat shy.

"Xiong Ge, everyone's watching."

"Just let them look, what's the big deal? We're mutually attracted, why fear others looking?"

"But............ they're shy."

"Haha, it's fine, everyone's blessing you—being able to find such an ideal husband of mine."

Hearing Qi Xiong's shameless words, many people around were stunned, then spat, "You fucking, where's your face?"

"What, calling yourself an ideal husband? You fucking spout nonsense with your eyes open—at least blush a bit."

But the next second, the Elf Clan in his embrace, with a flushed face, acted coquettishly.

"You're bad."

"If a man isn't bad, women won't love him, right? You agree?"

"I.............."

Fists clenched unconsciously, many people felt they couldn't take it anymore—"You fucking, have you considered our feelings? With so many still here, can we take this back to the room? Closing the door, you can say whatever you want."