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Chapitre 302: Shocking News (II)

The River District was the playground for the rich and powerful in the Eastern Sanmu Metropolis. It contained all the best restaurants, theaters, and brothels. It also contained numerous villas and palaces so people could enjoy the comforts of the district inside their own homes.

One palace was particularly impressive, built into the hills beside the river and overlooking a colorful paradise. It was eight stories tall, with curved roofs made of red tile. Intricate lanterns hung from wooden beams made from the highest quality trees. Its windows were tall and wide, made from the most expensive and transparent glass, allowing an unimpeded view of the city below.

Inside, the great hall was equally impressive, if not more. The vast room was adorned with ancient vases, carved statues, soulful paintings, and inspirational calligraphy. There were also well-manicured plants that each exuded rare and special spiritual auras.

A small group of people was in the middle of the hall, amongst the splendor and riches. They lounged around in soft beds in a rough semicircle, laughing, drinking, and playing. The tables in front of them were adorned with plates of food and bottles. Next to each man was at least one young woman whose beauty was equally as brilliant as the décor around them.

"Ahhh! Yes!" One of the men shouted, who was currently atop a woman and nestled between her legs.

"Ohhh, Prince Nanjiang, spare Xiao Li please! Xiao Li can't take it anymore!" The woman beneath him cried out coquettishly.

"Hahaha!" The one surnamed Nanjiang bellowed with laughter and pressed the woman down for a sloppy kiss.

"Hurry up, Nanjiang Siyuan, this daddy is still waiting for a turn!" Another man shouted.

"Noooo… Prince Zhen, do you not want Ping'er anymore?" The half-naked woman beside him pulled at his arm and pouted.

"Zhen Tianlei, go satisfy your woman first! This prince isn't done yet!" Nanjiang Siyuan shot back, denying his drinking buddy a go.

"You dick!"

"Bigger than you!"

The group dissolved into laughter and shouts. The other princes joined in to make fun of each other in good spirits. Partners were exchanged, more wine was ingested, and the debauchery continued.

"Brothers, brothers!" A shout came from the entrance. "Big news! Brothers!"

A heavy-set man lumbered in. He ran in a way that was an embarrassment to his Spirit Initiate Realm cultivation as well as his upbringing which was signified by his overly luxurious clothes.

"Chen Dou! You fat ass, what took you so long? You didn't bring any women?" Zhen Tianlei asked.

Nanjiang Siyuan, Zhen Tianlei, Chen Dou, these men were the same ones that accosted Chen Wentian and his disciples. They were a close-knit group of young masters and princes who squandered their families' wealth away and were useless at anything else.

"Shut up and listen!" Chen Dou shouted.

The urgency in his voice surprised the others. Even Nanjiang Siyuan stopped what he was doing and looked up.

"Something happened, something that affects our futures! You girls, leave now, I have to speak to my brothers in privacy!"

Although Chen Dou was often the punching bag of the group, he was still the scion of an influential family and knew how to act like one in front of a bunch of prostitutes.

The women obeyed without question. They jumped up and skittered away. The men left behind had annoyed looks but they were also interested in what was going on.

"Well? Don't keep us waiting." One of them said.

Chen Dou withdrew a rolled-up poster and spread it flat on the table. The gathered friends were greeted with a painting of a strikingly beautiful woman, far more beautiful than all the prostitutes that were just here combined.

"Long Yifei!" A few of them shouted.

"Indeed," Chen Dou said, "The rumors were true. My men managed to snatch this as they were being put up around the city. But the news has already traveled far and wide. Yet you sad sacks are still here playing with sluts."

"Just say it!" Nanjiang Siyuan said angrily.

Chen Dou pointed to the rows of characters at the bottom of the portrait and read out loud.

"By decree of Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian, Master of Ten Thousand Flower Valley, Lord of Dragon Flower Province…"

"Long Yifei, disciple of Ten Thousand Flower Valley, is a flower in full bloom, pure, unspoiled by the touch of man. My disciple's future and happiness are my future and happiness. All women deserve to marry and Long Yifei is no different. She made her intentions known to me before we came to the Eastern Sanmu Metropolis. As a noble master, I cannot deny her reasonable requests and shall put forth my very best effort to fulfill them…"

"I, Chen Wentian, seek everyone who may be interested in marriage. They must be below fifty years of age. They must be in the Spirit Initiate Realm. Other than these two simple requirements, anybody is free to try their luck. Like master, like disciple, Long Yifei does not place too much emphasis on physical traits, upbringing, strength, or potential. Instead, she enjoys wisdom, wit, honor, integrity, and above all, compatibility…"

"All who believe in themselves are invited to join in the marriage-seeking event. It will commence in three weeks, as soon as she awakens from her time in the dream array. Everyone must be signed up within two weeks in order to qualify. The sign-up fee is one hundred thousand taels of gold. Those eliminated will not be refunded...

"Competition will be fierce so I expect only the best. To decrease the number of participants, there will first be an elimination event. The field will be narrowed to fifty within a week. These fifty finalists will participate in a much longer main event. The main event allows the finalists to interact closely with her. There will be group events, many different activities, and even one-on-one settings where you can get to know each other better. It will be up to you to take advantage of each of the opportunities provided to make your mark and move the maiden's heart. Everyone has a chance so let the heavens decide, may the best man win!"

"Signed… with Chen Wentian's spiritual signature!"

Chen Dou finished reading and the great hall erupted into absolute chaos. The guys were shouting over each other, unable to contain their excitement. Some even hopped into the air in premature celebration. They were all going crazy, this was the best news they had heard in their entire lives.

The object of their worship and combined sexual desire magically dropped out of the heavens and was now within reach. They did not know why Immortal Blue Dragon Chen Wentian was doing this and they didn't care. It was Long Yifei, she was a virgin, confirmed by her master's spiritual signature. Anybody had a chance, no matter how small.

"I will join!" Nanjiang Suyan howled.

He was pushed aside by Zhen Tianlei, "No, I will!"

"No, me!"

"Me!"

"Shut up, it will be me!"

The men scrambled to their feet, the prior feast and merriment forgotten. They glared at each other with fierce competitiveness. They all wanted to be Long Yifei's husband, not knowing just how impossible that was.

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