"Tap... Tap... Tap.."
The steps were getting louder and louder, until finally, the wooden door was opened.
Song Yang, who had already released the two most powerful shadow demons, slightly raised his eyes to the figure that had just entered.
It was a young girl dressed in a bright red outfit. Her black, straight hair flew in the wind she herself caused by opening the door.
She was a little shorter than Song Yang, but her posture exuded an incredible youthful arrogance.
Upon realizing that Song Yang was watching her with a calm expression, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
She slowly approached Song Yang, and upon reaching him, smiled delicately, like a flower blooming in the spring.
"Your Highness, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sun Yunling, the current saint of the Blue Lotus Sect."
Song Yang ignored her greeting and began to blatantly gaze at her beautiful body.
But at the same time, he communicated with the shadow demon in his mind, who was the commander of the shadow demon legion.
"What is the strength of this girl?" he asked the shadow demon.
He was not a fool; although he was attracted to the girl's appearance, this was a cultivation world where a person could live for hundreds of years and be an old monster.
Naturally, he needed to be a bit cautious.
"Master, the strength of this girl is in the intermediate stage of Soul Formation," replied the shadow demon in his mind.
Upon hearing this, Song Yang smiled slightly.
It seems she wasn't lying, she really was the contemporary saint of the Blue Lotus Sect.
"But there is a protector beside her who is at the peak of the Royal Realm," continued the voice of the shadow in his mind.
Hearing this, Song Yang lost all his scruples and began to closely observe Sun Yunling's body.
As for the Blue Lotus Sect, he knew a little about it.
It was one of the four most powerful sects in the Zhenfang Dynasty, and the Crownless King, who ruled most of the eastern provinces of the Zhenfang Dynasty.
'They say that the power of each of the four sects is only slightly behind the current royal family. What the hell does their saint want with me?'
After all, this body was just a small prince who didn't even have the Qi Awakening cultivation.
While considering more possibilities, Sun Yunling's extremely cold voice sounded.
"Have you seen enough?"
At that moment, Sun Yunling was clenching her fists, controlling herself not to kill that bastard in front of her.
'If it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, you would have already died just from the first look you gave me,' she thought to herself, angrily.
She was the contemporary saint of the Blue Lotus Sect!
Even throughout the Zhenfang Dynasty, it was hard to find a more noble identity than hers. After all, besides being the current saint, she was also the beloved daughter of the Sect Master.
Now, an abandoned prince dares to look at her in such an obscene manner. If her eyes could kill, Song Yang would have died thousands of times.
'Wait until we return to the Sect. Although I can't kill you, I'll make your life worse than hell,' she reassured herself this way.
Upon hearing Sun Yunling's cold voice, Song Yang was not intimidated and slowly approached her face.
Seeing this, she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to kill him instantly.
How dare he get so close to her?
But in the next moment, her expression froze, and she even showed fear on her face.
Because, the moment Song Yang approached, she was ready to attack him forcefully, but a powerful breath stopped her.
At that moment, she couldn't even move; her eyes were full of fear.
Her thoughts flew at an incredible speed.
'That breath... not even my father possesses such powerful strength.'
'How is this possible? My father is a powerful 7-Star Saint.'
'No, this breath... I fear it has reached the level of the Ancestor.'
'Half-Step Saint King... how can this bastard in front of me have someone so strong by his side?'
As she was thinking, Song Yang finally approached Sun Yunling's beautiful face, placing his hand on her chin and lifting it slightly.
Looking at Sun Yunling's face, full of murderous intent but unable to move, he couldn't help but smile.
'This girl is so cute when she wants to kill me,' Song Yang thought.
Then, he finally said with a smile: "I still haven't seen enough, but I think your appearance is qualified to be a good servant."
Sun Yunling didn't expect that the first thing Song Yang would say was this. Her face showed an expression of anger, and she didn't know what to say.
"You..."
At that moment, the protector in the shadows noticed something was wrong and immediately was about to act.
But a terribly fast shadow appeared from the void in front of him and struck him in the chest with force.
Puff!
Without time to react, he was killed instantly.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, the shadow demon showed no emotion, as if what had killed him was just a simple ant.
After all, there is a saying: beneath the saint, there are only ants.
Sun Yunling, who was looking at Song Yang with a murderous look, heard the noise and turned around.
Upon seeing the corpse on the ground, she couldn't help but scream and run towards it: "Protector Ling!"
Seeing that he was completely dead, she couldn't help but look at Song Yang and ask:
"What do you want?"
After all, after witnessing the power of a Half-Step Saint King, she became more restrained. If she offended such a powerful person, even her father wouldn't protect her.
Before, she might have had some bargaining power, but now, with Protector Ling's death, she realizes there's no way to reconcile and is completely defenseless against Song Yang.
'How can a bastard and useless prince have such a powerful subordinate?', Sun Yunling thought fiercely.