Chapter 654: The Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi

The Wind Clan, as an supreme great clan, possesses profound depth of heritage.

All members of this clan are born with innate mastery over the wind's principles.

Within that green warship, the aura of a quasi-Supreme still lingered.

Sensing that aura, several elders of the Xia Clan wore expressions of delight.

They had not expected the Wind Clan to send a quasi-Supreme.

This was a great honor bestowed upon the Xia Clan.

"Hehe, thank you, Wind Clan friend, for coming to assist. With your presence, our chances of victory have greatly increased."

From within the Xia Clan's flagship, a hoarse voice rang out.

It was an elder Supreme of the Xia Clan.

"Not at all, Brother Xia, you flatter me. The Sinful Pit has long been a tumor that should have been eradicated." The Wind Clan's quasi-Supreme replied.

Though he said so, everyone present knew the truth.

The reason this Wind Clan quasi-Supreme had come was solely due to the Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi's influence.

Thinking of this, all eyes turned to the deck of the green warship, where a young man in green robes held a folding fan.

The young man in green robes had handsome features, an elegant demeanor, and radiated the aura of a saint, with faint swirls of wind principles surrounding him.

His name was Feng Feng Xiaotian, the Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi, a famed taboo prodigy on the Ultimate Ancient Road.

But Feng Feng Xiaotian was equally notorious for his fondness for beautiful women.

Previously, at a merchant alliance auction, Feng Feng Xiaotian had laid eyes on Xia Xia Bingyun, the Xia Clan's eldest daughter, and been instantly captivated.

But Xia Xia Bingyun was no mere girl from a minor clan—she would not be easily swayed by Feng Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Feng Xiaotian had not given up, and had persistently pursued her.

Of course, some believed Feng Feng Xiaotian's interest was not purely romantic.

His pursuit of Xia Xia Bingyun likely stemmed partly from her status as a wealthy heiress.

After all, it was Xia Xia Bingyun who first discovered the Xia Clan's Imperial Artifact, the Treasure Basin.

She held full control over the Treasure Basin.

With the Treasure Basin, Xia Xia Bingyun had unearthed countless treasures, accumulating wealth beyond count.

She had even discovered more than one rare, top-tier Immortal Marrow vein.

Such wealth would make even immortal clans envious.

At this moment, Feng Feng Xiaotian was in high spirits.

The Wind Clan's quasi-Supreme had only agreed to come after Feng Feng Xiaotian begged persistently.

Once Feng Feng Xiaotian personally rescued Xia Xia Chuqing, he would gain an audience with Xia Xia Bingyun.

Then, winning her favor and cultivating affection would be a simple matter.

He was handsome, his background matched hers, and his strength reached the level of a taboo prodigy.

No one was more suited to Xia Xia Bingyun than he was.

Of course, Feng Feng Xiaotian was no mere lecher—he harbored his own schemes and calculations.

"Xia Xia Bingyun, this white, rich, beautiful woman, controls resources so vast they could make immortal clans envious."

"If I can win her, I'll gain at least half her resources. Then, my status within the Wind Clan will surpass the other Yuanchan Daozi, granting me the greatest influence—and perhaps even the position of Clan Chief." Feng Feng Xiaotian thought to himself.

Internal competition within any top-tier clan is fierce.

Even the Jun Clan's Ten Sequences vie fiercely against one another.

The Wind Clan has several Yuanchan Daozi, and Feng Feng Xiaotian, though not the weakest, is far from the strongest.

Thus, he needed Xia Xia Bingyun's aid.

As Feng Feng Xiaotian pondered, his gaze swept idly—and suddenly locked onto a graceful silhouette.

She was a slender woman in a pink gown, standing on the deck of a starship auxiliary vessel.

A breeze stirred her robes, making her appear like a fairy from a dream.

Though she wore a veil, her moon-clear eyes shimmered with such radiance they dimmed heaven and earth.

Without needing to guess, one knew she must possess flawless beauty.

What made Feng Feng Xiaotian unable to look away was her exceptional figure.

Especially her long, ivory-white, smooth, lustrous legs—utterly mesmerizing.

"What a beauty—she rivals Xia Xia Bingyun in every way," Feng Feng Xiaotian marveled inwardly.

He also recognized that the starship auxiliary vessel was clearly meant for cannon fodder.

"Such a beauty, if she perishes in the Sinful Pit, would be a pity," Feng Feng Xiaotian sighed softly.

He gave it no further thought and lightly trembled his body.

The next instant, he moved like the wind, appearing directly on the auxiliary vessel's deck.

Seeing this sudden arrival of the green-robed young man, Yan Yan Rumeng's gaze flickered, puzzled.

Nearby, Song Fei and several other young prodigies grew uneasy, stunned that the famed Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi had come to them.

Seeing the Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi's action, all eyes turned toward them.

Upon seeing Yan Yan Rumeng, they understood—no wonder the Yuanchan Daozi had acted this way.

After all, his fondness for beauties was legendary.

Feng Feng Xiaotian paid no attention to Jun Jun Xiaoyao beside Yan Yan Rumeng.

Though Jun Jun Xiaoyao exuded an extraordinary aura, his face was half-hidden by a grotesque mask—half weeping, half laughing—that slightly dulled his presence.

"Miss, are you also heading to the Sinful Pit? Why not join me on the Wind Clan warship?" Feng Feng Xiaotian smiled, his white teeth gleaming.

He could not say outright that they were all expendable.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

Indeed, beauty brings calamity.

Yet, with this place teeming with hidden threats, if Jun Jun Xiaoyao revealed his identity,

the Thirteen Bandits would vanish before they even reached the Sinful Pit.

At that moment, Yan Yan Rumeng smiled.

The next instant, she affectionately linked her arm through Jun Jun Xiaoyao's, pressing her full bosom tightly against him.

"I'm sorry, but I'm with my husband," Yan Yan Rumeng said apologetically.

Feng Feng Xiaotian's face twitched, embarrassed.

He stared at Jun Jun Xiaoyao's grotesque mask, utterly baffled—how could such a beauty choose such an ordinary man?

Yet Feng Feng Xiaotian still took a deep breath and said, "Then all of you may come together—my warship is spacious enough."

Yan Yan Rumeng shook her head again. "No need, Young Master, please return. I'm tired—last night, my husband was too naughty, leaving me sleepless…"

She cast Jun Jun Xiaoyao a sultry, playful glance, radiating the look of a woman thoroughly sated.

Seeing this, every male prodigy nearby stared at Jun Jun Xiaoyao with intense envy.

Feng Feng Xiaotian's face turned ashen, as if he'd swallowed filth.

Still, he was the Wind Clan Yuanchan Daozi—he could not publicly feud with an unknown stranger over a woman.

"Then, I've disturbed you," Feng Feng Xiaotian said, glancing casually at Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

With his cultivation and insight, how could he possibly see through Jun Jun Xiaoyao?

Feng Feng Xiaotian returned to the Wind Clan warship, muttering inwardly: "Such a fertile field—already plowed and sown."

But if he knew the woman he'd tried to seduce was the Jun Clan's Divine Son's "woman," what expression would he wear then?

On the other side, Jun Jun Xiaoyao wore a peculiar expression.

"Is this how you fend off flies?"

Yan Yan Rumeng raised her delicate brows—how could she be so casual?

"If you weren't here, I'd never resort to such a method that tarnishes my reputation," Yan Yan Rumeng whispered.

"So you're taking advantage of me?" Jun Jun Xiaoyao murmured inwardly.

"You…" Yan Yan Rumeng was speechless, her eyes flashing annoyance.

Her supple, curvaceous body still clung tightly to Jun Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Who was really taking advantage of whom?!