109: Seven Hundred Transformed Women

On the other side, in the Small World.

The moment Princess Yueling stepped into the Small World with the seven hundred Saintesses, the scene before them made them freeze in place. They had originally thought they would enter a blessed land, but they didn't expect to appear in a grand and mysterious palace.

This palace was incomparably spacious, with its dome soaring into the clouds, and the surrounding walls were embedded with countless brilliant gems, emitting a soft glow. In the center of the palace, countless gorgeous dresses were neatly arranged, each one exquisite, as if tailored specifically for them. Not far away, a huge Immortal Pool came into view, the water crystal clear, with faint petals floating on the surface, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

However, what made them blush the most was the scene on the other side of the palace—there were red rooms arranged there, with luxurious and suggestive furnishings, red gauze curtains, soft beds, and even various decorations that made one's heart race. Although these Saintesses were inexperienced, they could tell at a glance the purpose of these rooms.

"This... this is..." a Saintess murmured softly, her cheeks instantly flushing red.

"Are we... are we really going to be here..." another Saintess's voice trembled, her tone carrying a hint of panic.

Although Princess Yueling had been mentally prepared, seeing this scene, she couldn't help but blush slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then turned to look at the Saintesses behind her and said softly, "Everyone, don't panic. Since we've already come here, we can only face reality."

However, just as she finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind them, carrying a hint of a faint smile: "Everyone, please rest assured, we have plenty of time to spend together. The flow of time here is different from the outside world; spending a month here is only a day outside. In the days to come, let us meet each other with total honesty."

Ye Wen's figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the palace, his gaze sweeping over the Saintesses, a faint smile on his lips. His tone was gentle, yet it carried an invisible pressure, as if everything was under his control.

Hearing Ye Wen's words, the Saintesses lowered their heads one after another, their cheeks so red they could almost bleed. Although they had long known their fate, they still felt incredibly shy and uneasy when truly facing it.

"Lord Saint... we..." a Saintess spoke in a low voice, her voice carrying a hint of trembling.

Ye Wen smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of reassurance: "Don't be nervous, I will treat you well. Here, you can not only improve your strength but also obtain supreme opportunities. As long as you complete your mission with peace of mind, I will give you everything you want."

Princess Yueling looked at Ye Wen, a complex look flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath, then said softly, "Lord Saint, since we have already come here, we will naturally follow your arrangements. We only hope that you can treat us well and not make things difficult for us."

Ye Wen nodded, his gaze carrying a hint of approval: "Princess Yueling indeed understands the big picture. Don't worry, I will let you feel the warmth and care of Goddess Peak."

As Ye Wen's voice fell, the Saintesses' faces all blushed in unison.

"Are we... really going to spend a month here?" a Saintess asked in a low voice, her tone carrying a hint of unease and shyness.

"A month... only one day passes outside... this time flow is truly terrifying." another Saintess murmured softly, her eyes full of shock and embarrassment.

"But... are we really going to..." a Saintess blushed, her voice almost inaudible.

Ye Wen looked at their reactions, his tone carrying a hint of faint tenderness: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you. As long as you are obedient, I will give you everything you want."

As his voice fell, although the Saintesses still had unease in their hearts, they had to admit that Ye Wen's words gave them a glimmer of hope.

With Ye Wen's reassurance, the Saintesses' moods gradually calmed down. They knew what it meant after entering this Small World.

Princess Yueling looked at Ye Wen, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "Lord Saint, we will do our best to complete the mission. But we also hope you can keep your promise and give us the respect and freedom we deserve."

Ye Wen smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of deep meaning: "Don't worry, I never break my word."

Seeing that they all agreed one by one, Ye Wen laughed and stepped forward to pull Princess Yueling into his arms, walking toward a festively decorated room.

Seeing this, the other Saintesses looked at each other, and finally followed with their heads bowed.

One day outside, one month in the Small World.

In the Small World, a month's time is neither long nor short.

After spending a satisfying month with these seven hundred or so Saintesses in the Small World, Ye Wen finally let them go at the Saintesses' pleading.

"Alright, a month has passed, and a day has gone by outside. I'll go out first to handle things outside. Come out after you've finished bathing." After Ye Wen said goodbye to Princess Lingyue and the others, he turned and left them.

Princess Yueling and the others all nodded in agreement to Ye Wen's instructions.

When Ye Wen left, all the Saintesses breathed a sigh of relief.

Some directly slumped on the couches, shouting that Ye Wen had finally gone.

Some Saintesses were the same, each slumping on the couches. Facing Ye Wen's favor over this past month, they marveled at the power of Ye Wen's Physique.

They were no match for him at all; none of them could last long in front of Ye Wen.

A few hours after Ye Wen left.

Princess Yueling stood in the center of the palace, gently stroking her abdomen which had not yet bulged, a complex look flashing in her eyes. Her temperament was no longer that of an innocent and romantic young girl, but had gained a bit of maturity and charm. Her eyes were still lively, but there was a hint of elusive allure in her gaze. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders, and the purple crown adorning her hair still shone, but it no longer appeared childish, instead adding a touch of elegance and nobility.

"A month... has actually passed so quickly." she murmured softly, her tone carrying a hint of faint emotion. Her fingertips gently brushed across her abdomen, as if feeling the pulse of a new life within her. Her movements were gentle and natural, yet they made the surrounding Saintesses lower their heads, not daring to look directly.

Seven hundred different delicate fragrances wafted within the palace; the former young girls all covered their abdomens with their hands in unison. Some stared blankly at their own pearlescent reflections in the Immortal Pool.

Not knowing how much time had passed, a dozen or so maidservants entered the Small World. They brought seven hundred Pregnant Spirit Pills. When these Medicinal Pills were respectfully carried into the hall by the maidservants, all the Saintesses knew clearly—from tonight on, they would no longer be the pearls pursued by thousands in the Ziwei Star Domain, but spiritual plants waiting for results on Goddess Peak.

This month's time had transformed over seven hundred Saintesses from young girls into women. Their temperament was no longer as green and stubborn as when they first met, but had gained a bit of maturity and charm. Their eyes still carried their respective pride and stubbornness, but no longer showed their sharp edges; instead, there was a touch of gentle compromise. Their steps were still light, but no longer as free as the wind, instead carrying a touch of the heaviness of being bound by fate.

"Consort Ladies, please bathe and then follow us out. Dinner has been arranged for everyone outside, and your accommodations have also been settled." The leader of the maidservants, after giving the Pregnant Spirit Pills to the Saintesses, had the other maidservants arrange for the Saintesses to bathe in the Immortal Pool.

Finally, they changed into dresses flowing with Immortal Qi. When the last one, Princess Yueling, changed into a white immortal dress, she and the other Saintesses were led out of the Small World by the maidservants.