Chapter 183: SSS-Grade Combat Male—The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon
“Wow, Celestia seems to be very much favored by the Emperor. It feels like she’s going to be taken into the harem.”
“Of course. She is the incredibly famous goddess of the Phantom Light Galaxy. She once shook the entire interstellar realm with a single dance, hailed as the Queen of the Dance Floor. She attracted the pursuit of quite a few S-grade male beastmen from the royal palaces and nobility!”
“An S-grade female—no wonder. I hope the next one to earn the Emperor’s favor will be me.”
“Then you’ll need to have some extraordinary qualities…”
A burst of chattering discussions, intermingling with various scents of cosmetics, awakened the young girl sprawled on the ground. She slowly opened her eyes, only to see…
Females, females, and more females.
So many females.
Ever since she transmigrated here, she didn’t think she had ever seen this many females in one place.
Moreover, every single one of them was not only exceptionally beautiful, but their clothing and makeup were extraordinarily magnificent, not losing out to Princess Catherine in the slightest. Were they invited by Queen Jenny to attend the banquet?
She rubbed her temples. Why did she remember that just a moment ago at Bamboo Peak, she was completely terrified into a faint by an unimaginably massive dragon, and was even abducted?
It must have been a hallucination, right?
How could there be dragons in this world?
She slowly stood up, looking around.
In an instant, she was entirely dumbfounded.
This wasn’t the royal palace…
A sky completely dyed in crimson-orange twilight, bizarre and twisted trees swarming with ravens and vultures, a tranquil lake rippling with blood-red waters, and… a desolate wasteland spanning tens of thousands of square meters, packed to the brim with females.
Lined up row after row, bustling and bustling—there were easily over a thousand of them.
Standing right in the middle of it made one feel exactly as if they had returned to a school sports field.
It appeared that what had just transpired was no hallucination.
She really had been abducted.
Before Su Miantang even had time to process her shock, she heard a clear, ringing female voice.
“From Planet Uzkus, the eldest daughter of Duke Liebert of the Dark Night Federation—Mavis, presents a pair of Flame Crystal Cores, and magnets…”
She lifted her head, only to see that directly in front of the desolate wasteland stood an awe-inspiring, resplendent treasure palace piercing straight into the clouds. The stone steps alone were dozens of meters high.
At the very top sat a male beastman.
He possessed long hair like splashed ink—thick and pitch-black—tossed gently by the cold wind. His eyes were profound and narrow, naturally heterochromatic. His left eye gleamed with the dreamy hue of an amethyst, while his right eye shone with a pale, detached gilded gold. The contours of his face were fluid and distinct, his nose tall and straight, his thin lips like a drawn line.
Both his bone structure and physical appearance were incredibly superior, looking exactly like the Creator’s most absolute masterpiece—a fraction more would be too much, and a fraction less would be too little.
The most miraculous aspect was that upon his smooth forehead, there rested a pair of jade-colored horns—crystal clear and radiating a faint light. She couldn’t help but be reminded that the dragon which had terrified her into a faint also possessed a pair of horns.
Could it be that he is the human form of that dragon?
He was incredibly tall, clad in deep profound black robes. Along the hem, intricate and complex dragon and cloud patterns were faintly engraved.
At this moment, seated high upon the dais, he appeared exactly like an absolute king looking down upon the world with disdain, his aura unimaginably intimidating.
He was surrounded by a flock of beautiful females. Some sang for him, some danced for him, some massaged his shoulders, and some even prostrated themselves on the ground, adopting an incredibly lowly posture to massage his feet right through his boots.
They all wore pristine white gloves, looking entirely as if they were terrified of sullying him.
The females on the dais presented their arts, while those below the dais presented treasures. Over a thousand individuals held gifts in their hands, lining up one by one to offer them up, eagerly anticipating the attendant to read their names aloud.
“From the Siren Planet, the daughter of General Cruz, Caroline, presents a thousand-year spiritual artifact—coral. I humbly request Caesar the Great to kindly accept it.”
Caesar the Great?
Su Miantang was entirely dumbfounded by this scene.
Ever since she arrived here, she had long grown accustomed to the societal atmosphere where females were revered and male beastmen subservient. Even someone of exalted status like the Big Golden Retriever, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, or the heavy-handed, combat-invincible Lanlan, would treat females with an absolute measure of respect and courtesy. She had never witnessed a male treating females like lowly servants before.
And the females, who typically possessed incredibly lofty temperaments, not only showed zero resistance but also subjected themselves to absolute flattery and sycophancy toward him.
However, the male beastman receiving this crazed flattery didn’t seem to care in the slightest. His gaze didn’t linger on them for a single second. His long, slender knuckles merely propped up his slightly tilted head, tapping in a slow, methodical rhythm. He looked entirely absent-minded, exactly as if his thoughts were wandering.
Just who exactly is he?
Su Miantang furrowed her brows in bewilderment.
Abruptly, the man’s bored, wandering gaze swept past her, instantly freezing.
He stood up, walking down toward the base of the dais.
Backlit by the light, his tall, jade-like silhouette appeared exactly as if it were wrapped in the soaring clouds of a divine dragon. His features weren’t entirely distinct, yet that sun-blotting aura was more than enough to strike terror into one’s heart.
The females below the dais instantly shrieked in absolute excitement.
“Ahhhhhhh—”
“Why has the Emperor come down?”
“Could it be that he has set his sights on a certain female?”
“Then she is far too lucky!”
“I so hope it’s me, I so hope it’s me!”
“Stop daydreaming! If you aren’t S-grade, you don’t even possess the qualifications to enter the harem!”
As his silhouette drew closer and closer, Su Miantang faintly caught a whiff of a familiar scent. It genuinely seemed exactly like the dragon that had terrified her into a faint, yet simultaneously, it felt a bit different.
Having interacted with male beastmen of every single grade spanning from D-grade all the way to SS-grade, she had discovered that the aura radiating from their bodies grew increasingly dense and rich as their grades ascended. This often directly symbolized the absolute strength of their combat power.
His was the absolute richest and most potent she had ever encountered—even denser than Lanlan’s or Little Ears’. It couldn’t possibly be…
Right as she was contemplating this, the man halted directly in front of her.
At that exact same moment, thousands of hostile female gazes shot over in unison like sharp swords.
“Why did the Emperor go to her?”
“Why do you think? Look how incredibly beautiful she is—so beautiful that even I, a female, cannot look away.”
“Who is she? Why haven’t I seen her before?”
“I don’t know. When we entered the territory today, there was absolutely no record of this person. Do you recognize her?”
“No, I don’t.”
“You…”
Su Miantang lifted her eyes. Just as she was about to offer a greeting, the man spoke up, “You seem very special.”
His tone carried absolutely zero of the oppressive weight that matched his appearance or aura; there was only a profound curiosity, causing her to involuntarily relax her guard.
“Special in what way?”
“Tch~”
The exact moment she fired back the question, she provoked a wave of jealous, furious whispering from the crowd of females.
“In what other way could she possibly be special?”
“Scheming! Green tea bitch!”
“Trying to use such low-class tactics to grab the Emperor’s attention, absolute wishful thinking!”
“The Emperor has seen far too many females of her kind!”
“Exceptionally…” Caesar stared fixedly at her face, scrutinizing it for a long while before delivering his verdict. “…Ugly?”
“Hahahahahaha!”
A burst of uproarious laughter instantly erupted from the crowd. All the jealousy and indignation toward her entirely dissolved into absolute mockery in a single flash.
“Caesar the Great’s taste truly is completely different from those vulgar male beastmen outside!”
“…”
Su Miantang fell silent as well.
She never expected him to utter that sentence with such an earnest, utterly tranquil expression.
“Do you have anything you wish to present to me?”
Before she could even retort, he spoke up again.
“Something? Me?”
“Yourself?”
“No, no!” Su Miantang waved her hands repeatedly. “I mean, I don’t have anything to present to you. Wasn’t I abducted by you?”
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