"You can do whatever you want with me," Sylphira spoke while Luo was pondering what he should do. "I would like to know everything about you, I need you to tell me your origins and everything you know about this place."
"You are very beautiful, although it is so, I'm sorry, but I can only accept you as a concubine, as for the reason for doing this? To begin with, the situation where we met is not good," Luo replied sincerely. Sylphira seemed to have already predicted this. "I don't mind being your concubine, as long as you don't mistreat me and save my clan, my body and soul, I will dedicate them to you."
"What happened to your clan?" Luo embraced her delicate waist, resting her head on his chest. "Tell me and I will put an end to those responsible." Sylphira snuggled better into the chest of her future husband, feeling warmth and security. Her heart felt lighter, calmed once again after everything. She had already surrendered to him and there was no reason to hide. "Do you remember this mountain is called Kunlun?"
"I said the god of the mountain fought against another being..." Sylphira paused hesitantly, "the other being who fought against this lord of the mountain has returned!" Luo nodded and continued to look at her and listen attentively. "A few months ago my village, no, better yet, the world, went through a storm, the skies darkened and celestial tribulations were visible touching the peak of the five sacred mountains of Kulun, at the same time..."
In another location, in the Elf Village, a hall full of powerful figures was gathered. It was an extraordinary occasion, hardly would all these monsters gather here.
"Could someone explain to me the reason for this meeting?!" Elder Piano Mu interrogated with his voice reverberating throughout the hall. "Explain quickly," another voice sounded, this time it was a woman with curly hair and chocolate skin, "we were summoned out of nowhere!" She was the vice master of the famous mercenary Bucachann sect, known for being a powerful force in the intermediate stage of the four elements.
"Shut up you old corpse!" The master of the artifact hall shook his aura slightly shaking the hall. He was almost done with that old piano, wait until the meeting is over and I'll take ten premium quality wines from him!
"You, silence!" A maiden, the one responsible for the meeting, spoke and everyone had to return to their seats with no one daring to make more noise. Everyone feared provoking the supporter behind this woman. "Grandpa, tell me why this woman seems to be the weakest and yet she can command us like servants?" "Look at those old canines answering shrinking like their dick in winter?"
Behind the crowd there was an old man accompanying a teenager between fourteen and fifteen years old. This kid had a moderate temperament, had thick eyebrows, tanned skin and wore tattered clothes, living up to the name of the beast tamers of the small unknown island. His eyes were a complicated mix of intrepidity and humility. This was Klein Kunger.
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"Young Klein, you need to understand that when someone is able to gather all these old mummies here, she must not be simple, and there is probably a stronger player supporting her behind the scenes." After saying this, Xuu Ran held on to the table they were sitting at with difficulty, coughing up traces of blood, his face sweating, and his body was forced back to 'normal' due to the intervention of his spiritual energy at the last moment, otherwise the consequences, they would be greater than a small pneumonic cough, adjusting his aura he seemed to return. "Let's be quiet, it's going to start." "It's true" Klein also didn't argue.
Viktoria sighed. "I'm sorry, my lady, if anyone else opens their mouth I promise I'll take their corpse out." Inside the hall all the figures breathed the tense air before leaning their backs sweating cold at the words of that woman, they felt that it would not be possible for her to make all these clans her enemies, but they did not want to risk it, at least they should wait for the elf clan to get weaker and then they would make their move. In that hall there were bigwigs from the Tristan Family, the Peony Sect, the Beast Tamer Clan, the Moonlight Sword Sect, the Flower Sect, the Dwarf Village among others, it was a variety that would hardly be seen anywhere else in the world, but in this unknown village these races not only did not attack each other and lived in peace, but also helped each other in difficult times like the current situation. There sat the dwarves with discouraged, fearful and cautious expressions, thinking of stealing some liquors and wines. This woman is the supreme elder of the Moonlight Sword Sect, she must have some rare wines with her, Grong ol spoke discreetly. But how could he hide this from the trained ears of everyone in the room? "Kekekeke" a Golden Core cultivator in the initial stage laughed at that without paying attention to the reputation of the dwarves. "Friend, you should mind your own business." "Give me a face." The strange Golden Core cultivator ignored the dwarf's request, raising his fist towards the wine the 3 dwarves were drinking at the table. "This won't break the fucking wines!" "Damn canine!" All the dwarves panicked and yelled angrily. "Son of a bitch!" Grong ol huffed, lighting his hammer at the moment the fist collided with the hammer, and everyone breathed worried about the consequences of this "bar fight". "Viktoria". "Yes ma'am? Do you want me to intervene?" "Ok" Viktoria drew a wide smile looking much happier than before, her eyes shining for a good fight. "Here I go." In the gap between the blows of the two, Viktoria buried her swords in the ground infused with spiritual energy, the sword glowed with a touch of Dao energy. At the moment the Dao aura was released, both the dwarf and the core cultivator stopped their attacks, and as if acting under a single consciousness, joined in a defensive position against Viktoria's attack. "Damn, Monk Lu it seems we've been discovered!" Grong cursed. "Yeah, it seems so" in fact the cultivator was a monk known for being an alcoholic. "So you two get ready for my blow, three-way sword, explosion!" The light coming from the sword exploded and enveloped the entire hall making it tremble, at that moment Viktoria had already attacked and the two were now almost naked, hiding under the table in a fetal position. "Have mercy, lady!!". "Our clans will pay you some level 2 artifacts as compensation!" Grong was faster. "Hurm, if you dare to kill me, I guarantee my Zen sect won't be looking" Monk Lu kept a sarcastic smile on his face as he shrank like a worm. "Lady Aria, I'm done with them." "Very well, I leave them locked up until the end of the meeting, this will be the temporary punishment" the mysterious woman appeared in the main chair that was empty before.
Laughter echoed from all corners of the room making the dwarf and monk cover up as they were almost naked and in this embarrassing situation. They could only obey and retire for the punishment determined by the woman. Viktoria was thinking what gave those two idiots the confidence to stir up trouble and extort the precious wines from her cellar. She chuckled softly before sending an intimidating look to the rest of the dwarves who lowered their heads and kept quiet, before shaking their heads and pecking like chickens. "We will leave, don't kill us!" As soon as they disappeared from the room, a voice touched the hearts of all present.
"Very well, let's begin"
As soothing as a gentle breeze, the elf who initiated that meeting was a breathtaking sight.
Her golden hair, like sunlit gold threads, was elegantly tied in a ponytail that swayed gracefully with each movement. The features of her face were delicate and charming, with eyes that shone like stars on a clear night, capable of captivating even the hardest hearts.
But what really caught everyone's attention was the voluptuous shape of her body. Her huge breasts, perfectly contoured and slightly swaying with each casual gesture, seemed to defy gravity, attracting looks like irresistible magnets. It was impossible not to get lost in the hypnosis of that image, a visual delight that left any man at her mercy, surrendered to the charm and beauty of that blonde. Photo of Aria closely adhering to her form, accentuating her sensuality, her skin was vernal, representing that even age had not taken away her extraordinary beauty, her aura was not very strong, being a cultivator of the central stage, but among those present she would certainly leave a memorable presence. "I called you all here because I need your help in a matter and I cannot allow it to leak out." "I'll be direct with you." Aria mentally prepared herself for this throughout the night. "My daughter has disappeared, I suspect the culprit is linked to the events that happened 'that day', that's not all, he is very important for the survival of my elf people. She choked up as if too tired to pronounce the following words "And also our only hope of sealing that."
Everyone looked at the woman and paid attention with thoughtful faces, remembering the traumatic events of those months, it seemed there was no end and the eschatological events were about to materialize. "Grandpa, what is she talking about?" "Shut up, I don't know! And don't call me grandpa, damn it! Didn't you know your father?" Old Ran couldn't hold back his anger and coughed up blood again.