103: Anonymous: My holy son has a thing for holy women.

"The Saint's Physique... perhaps these Saintesses could be of use." Wuming muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He turned to look in the direction of Ziwei Star, a cold sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he brought Yi Qingwu back to descend upon Ziwei Star, his figure appearing like a ghost above one Holy Land after another. Each time he descended, he spoke in the same manner, his voice echoing between heaven and earth like thunder:

"Hand over your Saintess, otherwise, face the fury of a Great Saint with one foot in the grave and an ultimate dao emperor weapon!"

His voice was cold and majestic, carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression. The experts of every Holy Land, Imperial Dynasty, and major sect felt a suffocating sensation, as if heaven and earth had frozen at this very moment.

Wuming first descended above the Human King Hall. The Human King Hall was one of the oldest powers in the Ziwei Star Domain, and its Saintess, Yan Qingmei, was a figure renowned throughout the Star Domain.

When Yan Qingmei was brought before Wuming, her beauty caused heaven and earth to lose their color. She wore a suit of golden battle armor, engraved with ancient runes, as if carrying the glory and splendor of the Human King Hall. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like cold stars, and her gaze held a trace of sharpness and arrogance, as if she were a ruler born to be high above. Her long hair was like ink, dancing with the wind, adorned with a golden hairpin that emitted a faint divine light. Her skin was like snow, her lips like cherries, and when she pursed them slightly, they carried a hint of stubbornness and unyielding spirit.

"Yan Qingmei... truly the pride of the Human King Hall." Wuming praised in a low voice, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes.

Yan Qingmei looked at Wuming coldly, her voice like ice: "Although you are a Great Saint, such conduct is far too despicable."

Wuming did not mind, merely smiling faintly: "Whether it is despicable or not is none of your concern. From now on, your fate will be controlled by the Saint."

Following that, Wuming descended above the Longevity Temple. The Longevity Temple was the most mysterious cultivation Holy Land in the Ziwei Star Domain, and its Saintess, Fairy Qingxue, was hailed as the "Fairy Untainted by Dust."

Facing Wuming's demand for a person, the Longevity Temple dared not disobey. Before long, Fairy Qingxue was brought before Wuming.

Fairy Qingxue was dressed in white, pure as snow, as if she were a Fairy descended from the Nine Heavens. Her features were picturesque, her eyes clear as autumn water, yet they carried a trace of faint detachment and indifference. Her skin was translucent, as if it would break at a touch, and her body was surrounded by a layer of faint Immortal Qi, making one dare not profane her. Her long hair was like a waterfall, cascading to her waist, with no ornaments, which only made her appear more elegant and refined. Her figure was graceful, her steps light, and every step seemed to fall upon the clouds, carrying an aura of one who does not partake in the smoke and fire of the mortal world.

"Fairy Qingxue... truly lives up to her reputation." Wuming praised in a low voice, a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Fairy Qingxue raised her head slightly, her gaze cold and calm: "Although you are a Great Saint, such forcible seizure will ultimately lead to you reaping what you have sown."

Wuming sneered: "Whether there is retribution or not is none of your concern. Why not summon your hidden heritage and let us have a fight? In any case, my days are numbered, and I do not fear you." Wuming's words sounded like mockery to the ears of others.

However, the people of the Longevity Temple fell silent. They could not possibly awaken their own hidden heritage to clash with this Great Saint who had one foot in the grave. A Great Saint carrying a revived emperor weapon—they were not fools. Furthermore, the other party only wanted one Saintess; what else could they do? They could only comply.

Watching their silent demeanor, Wuming smiled and looked at Fairy Qingxue, saying: "See, they don't dare." With that, he took Fairy Qingxue and left.

Wuming subsequently descended above Heavenly Wolf Mountain. Heavenly Wolf Mountain was one of the most powerful Yao Race factions in the Ziwei Star Domain, and its Princess Yueshi was a peerless Prodigy among the Yao Race.

Having known of Wuming's arrival from afar, Heavenly Wolf Mountain had long since brought their Princess Yueshi to the entrance.

When Wuming arrived at the entrance of Heavenly Wolf Mountain, he saw that stunning figure. Wuming slowly descended at the entrance of Heavenly Wolf Mountain.

Princess Yueshi wore a silver long dress, the hem embroidered with ancient Yao Race runes, emitting a faint Demonic Qi. Her features were picturesque, her eyes as bright as stars, yet they carried a trace of wildness and unruliness. Her skin was translucent like white jade, her lips the color of blood, and when curled slightly, they carried a hint of seductiveness and charm. Her long hair was like silver, dancing with the wind, adorned with a few crystal-clear demon crystals that emitted a faint light. Her figure was graceful, and her gait carried an innate nobility and arrogance, as if nothing in heaven and earth could restrain her.

"Princess Yueshi... truly the pearl of Heavenly Wolf Mountain." Wuming was full of praise.

Princess Yueshi looked at Wuming coldly, her voice carrying a trace of sarcasm: "Although you are a Great Saint, how is this conduct any different from a robber?"

Wuming did not mind, merely smiling faintly: "So what if I am a robber? What can you do to me? Why not hand over your hidden heritage and clash with the emperor weapon in my hand." As Wuming finished speaking, the emperor weapon in his hand, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, emitted an even more terrifying aura.

The elder of Heavenly Wolf Mountain hurriedly stepped forward and said: "We do not mean that, Senior." As the Holy Lord of Heavenly Wolf Mountain, being bullied at his doorstep by a Great Saint carrying an emperor weapon, and having to hand over Princess Yueshi—honestly, this was a request he could accept. Compared to Heavenly Wolf Mountain, the sacrifice of one princess was not unbearable. If he did not accept, the consequence would be to endure a dying Great Saint plus a revived ultimate dao emperor weapon. Moreover, this Great Saint had come out of the Taichu Ancient Mine alive. Being able to leave the Taichu Ancient Mine alive explained everything. They did not want to be the unlucky ones.

"Hmph! I trust you wouldn't dare. Anyway, I am going to die, so I'd like to see who dares to clash with me." After Wuming finished speaking, he held the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron and took Princess Yueshi into it, then departed.

Watching Wuming leave, the people of Heavenly Wolf Mountain could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, Wuming descended above the Ziwei Imperial Dynasty. The Ziwei Imperial Dynasty was one of the most powerful Imperial Dynasties in the Ziwei Star Domain, and its Princess Yueling was hailed as the "Number One Pearl of the Ziwei Star Domain."

Like Heavenly Wolf Mountain, the Ziwei Imperial Dynasty had already brought their Princess Yueling out. In order to send away this plague god, they had no choice but to sacrifice Princess Yueling.

Princess Yueling wore a purple long dress, the hem embroidered with ancient imperial runes, emitting a faint aura of the Imperial Dao. Her features were picturesque, her eyes as bright as stars, yet they carried a trace of gentleness and liveliness. Her skin was like snow, her lips like cherries, and when curled slightly, they carried a hint of innocence and playfulness. Her long hair was like a waterfall, cascading to her waist, adorned with a purple crown that emitted a faint divine light. Her figure was graceful, her gait carried an innate nobility and elegance, as if everything in heaven and earth were bowing at her feet.

"Princess Yueling... truly the pearl of the Ziwei Star Domain." Wuming praised in a low voice.

Princess Yueling raised her head slightly, her gaze carrying a trace of stubbornness: "Although you are a Great Saint, such conduct is far too overbearing."

Wuming sneered: "You are actually right, I am just overbearing, but what can you do about it? Does your Imperial Dynasty dare to clash with me?" Wuming held the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, his gaze sweeping over the crowd of the Imperial Dynasty.

Those swept by Wuming's gaze all lowered their heads. Stop joking; fight a dying Great Saint and a revived emperor weapon? They were not crazy. Compared to an Imperial Dynasty, they naturally knew how to choose regarding one princess.

Seeing their silence, Wuming withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "Since that is the case, I will not disturb you all. Three months from now, my Yaoguang Holy Land will hold a Genius Assembly, and you are all welcome to attend."

After speaking, Wuming used the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron to take in Princess Yueling, then turned and left. Watching Wuming leave, the people of the Ziwei Imperial Dynasty finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the Ziwei Imperial Dynasty, Wuming continued to head to other Holy Lands, forcing them to hand over their Saintesses. Just like that, Wuming single-handedly took away all the Saintesses of the powers on the entire Ziwei Star.

"It is time to go back; the Saint must be waiting anxiously." Wuming muttered to himself, then left the last Holy Land and arrived at the junction between the Ziwei Star Domain and the Big Dipper Star Domain.

He checked on the Saintesses who had been taken into the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, then summoned them out one by one. Wuming looked at these women before him—Yan Qingmei's arrogance, Fairy Qingxue's coldness, Princess Yueshi's seductiveness, Princess Yueling's liveliness, and Yi Qingwu's peerless beauty—a satisfied smile flashing in his eyes.

"The Saintesses of the Ziwei Star Domain... truly, every one of them is a peerless Prodigy." "Let's go, it is time to return to the Big Dipper Star Domain." Wuming waved his hand, and the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron emitted a brilliant divine light, enveloping the women. The next moment, their figures disappeared into the Void Realm, leaving behind only silence and sighs in the Ziwei Star Domain.