As Ryan arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's estate, he finally laid eyes on the richest clan on the entire continent in all its splendor.
The estate was massive, stretching across acres of pristine land, its buildings crafted with the finest materials available. Exquisite pavilions, towering pagodas, and elegant stone pathways wound through vibrant gardens filled with rare, fragrant flowers. Jade-inlaid archways, golden filigree decorating the walls, and masterfully carved statues showcased the clan's unmatched wealth and refinement.
Even the maids moving gracefully through the estate were stunning, each dressed in fine silks, their manners trained to perfection. They were clearly chosen not just for their skills, but for their beauty and elegance, further reinforcing the clan's noble status.
As Ryan was led deeper into the estate, a grand feast had already been prepared in his honor.
A vast banquet hall greeted him, its ceiling adorned with crystal chandeliers, walls decorated with priceless paintings, and a long golden table overflowing with luxurious dishes—rare spirit beast meats, exquisite fruits, aged wines that shimmered with spiritual energy. The air was rich with tantalizing aromas, promising a meal fit for emperors.
Feeling that this event deserved to be shared, Ryan called upon his companions, summoning Yue, Serenity, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing to join him. Each of them appeared from thin air stepping out beside him. Their presence alone was enough to capture the attention of everyone present.
But Ryan didn't stop there. With a smirk, he extended an invitation to Fleur, Rachel, Hermione, and Luna, bringing them into this world to enjoy the festivities as well.
The moment they arrived, an almost palpable silence swept through the hall.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's members, already accustomed to seeing beauty among their own, froze in sheer disbelief as their eyes fell upon the gathering of stunning women around Ryan.
Among them, Fleur stood out the most. Her Veela heritage made her beauty supernatural—her silver-blonde hair cascading like moonlight, flawless skin radiating an ethereal glow, and piercing blue eyes that seemed to enchant anyone who dared meet them.
Many of the men in the hall lost themselves in a daze, utterly mesmerized, while some of the younger maids blushed furiously, feeling inferior in comparison. Even the usually composed elders found themselves stunned, their minds struggling to comprehend how such a collection of peerless beauties had gathered around a single man.
Yue, with her vampiric allure and regal presence, exuded an aura of mystique.
Serenity, with her exotic dark skin, violet eyes, and lethal elegance, carried an air of untouchable danger.
Xiao Wu, with her lively energy and adorable charm, had an innocent yet captivating beauty.
Zhu Zhuqing, with her cold, feline grace, commanded attention without saying a word.
Rachel, her dark hair and mesmerizing violet eyes, held an aura of quiet mystery.
Hermione, despite being more scholarly, had an intellectual charm, her soft curls and warm brown eyes making her stand out in a way that spoke of depth and intelligence.
Luna, with her dreamy expression and otherworldly aura, carried a unique, fairy-like beauty, drawing eyes without even trying.
The reaction from the clan members was instant.
"By the heavens… what kind of gathering is this?" whispered one of the elders.
"Who… who are these women…?" another muttered, barely able to process what he was seeing.
Ning Fengzhi, watching the stunned expressions of his people, let out a low chuckle, shaking his head slightly. "It seems Ryan has brought more surprises than we expected."
Ryan, unfazed by the commotion, simply smiled. "Shall we eat?"
As the feast officially began, the hall filled with laughter, music, and the rich aroma of exquisite dishes. Servants moved gracefully, refilling goblets with aged wines, while musicians played harmonious melodies in the background. The atmosphere was lively, full of mirth and warmth.
Ning Rongrong, feeling curious and excited, quickly left her seat to mingle with the other girls. She had never met women like them before—each carrying a unique presence and beauty that even the noble daughters of her clan couldn't compare to. Despite her usual prideful demeanor, she found herself naturally blending into their conversations, especially with Hermione, Luna, and Fleur, the latter of whom immediately struck her as breathtakingly enchanting.
Meanwhile, Serenity remained where she always was—behind Ryan, her presence a quiet yet unmistakable warning to anyone who might think of causing trouble. Her sharp violet eyes watched the room silently, her posture disciplined, radiating an aura of lethal precision.
Ryan, on the other hand, found himself in an unexpectedly enjoyable position.
Fleur, with her ever-present elegance, took it upon herself to feed him, acting like a devoted little wife. Each time she brought a piece of food to his lips, she would smile happily, clearly enjoying the intimacy of the gesture. Her delicate fingers, her soft laughter, and the way her blue eyes shimmered under the warm glow of the hall's lanterns—it was an experience that didn't go unnoticed.
Several men of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, particularly the younger ones, couldn't conceal their envy. Seeing such a goddess openly dote on Ryan, they felt as if an entire lifetime of romance had been stolen from them before it could even begin.
"I don't know whether I should be impressed… or just give up on love altogether," one young noble muttered in despair.
Another sighed. "How can we compete with that?"
Ryan, however, wasn't paying attention to them. Instead, he was savoring the incredible flavors of the feast—from succulent spirit beast meat, so tender it melted in his mouth, to spiritual fruits that carried an almost intoxicating natural sweetness.
The wine, in particular, was phenomenal. Aged for decades, it had a deep, rich flavor, smooth yet powerful, carrying the essence of rare spiritual herbs that warmed the body with every sip.
As he swirled the red liquid in his goblet, Ryan's thoughts drifted.
"I could probably make my own wine…" he mused, thinking about the spiritual fruits growing in his inner world. Some of them had properties that even these rare wines couldn't match. A drink crafted from such ingredients might not only taste divine, but could also carry unique cultivation benefits.
Or perhaps… mead?
Ryan had always been fond of the idea of mead—a drink made from honey, rich and full-bodied. With the right combination of spiritual honey, rare fruits, and proper aging, he could probably craft something truly legendary.
A small smirk formed on his lips.
"That might be worth trying."
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