109: Shura Field, the Rage of Love Rivals

When Lin Tian's indifferent words, "Next, who will come?" echoed like a final judgment across the silent Taihe Hall Plaza, the entire world seemed to be filled with only his voice.

He still stood there, clad in the dark gold "Azure Dragon" bio-armor that seemed alive, his posture as straight as a divine spear, his aura as deep as the Universe. He reigned here with an absolute, unquestionable demeanor, dominating the entire scene.

On the high platform, Qin Yubing stared blankly at the figure who had shielded her from all humiliation and was now radiating endless light. The ancient, unruffled heart, which had been frozen for many years, for the first time, stirred up a monstrous wave.

Humiliation, gratitude, shock, curiosity... all kinds of extremely complex emotions intertwined and collided wildly in her heart, ultimately converging into a feeling of admiration she hadn't even noticed herself, carrying a strange warmth.

She suddenly realized that her pride as a pearl of the Qin Family, and her confidence as an SSS-level mythical gene holder, were so... vulnerable in front of this man. Even the Soul contract, forcibly imprinted and representing absolute humiliation, now seemed... not so difficult to accept upon reflection.

It turned out that being "owned" by such a true King, who transcended all rules in the world, was not purely a humiliation, but rather an... inexpressible sense of security, protected by supreme power.

Just as Qin Yubing's heart was surging with emotion, falling into an unprecedented state of confusion and bewilderment, an elegant figure, full of queenly aura and absolute confidence, slowly emerged from the Dragon Family's seating area.

It was Elizabeth.

She wore a golden evening gown, custom-made from the finest starlight satin by the Rothschild Family's exclusive designer. Like a queen inspecting her territory, she walked directly to Lin Tian's side amidst gazes of awe.

Then, in front of the entire world, with the most intimate and possessive gesture, she directly linked her arm with Lin Tian's, pressing her softness, enough to drive any man wild, tightly against him.

After doing all this, she turned her head and looked at Qin Yubing on the high platform with a seemingly friendly and gentle gaze, yet one filled with the scrutiny of a superior and the declaration of a "main wife's" sovereignty. A flawless, yet subtly distant, standard aristocratic smile appeared on her face.

"This little sister, you must be Young Miss Yubing of the Qin Family, right?"

Her voice was like the sweetest velvet, pleasant to the ear, but every word in her speech was like a precise, declarative marker, planted beside Lin Tian.

"That was truly dangerous just now. Thank you for 'looking after' my fiancé Lin Tian for me... while he wasn't around."

The words "looking after" were spoken very softly by her, yet they were full of hidden meaning.

An invisible war, belonging only to women, ignited with a boom at this moment!

One was the "Queen Consort" universally recognized as Lin Tian's fiancée.

The other was the "Princess in Distress" who had just been heroically rescued by Lin Tian and whose heart was now surging with emotion.

And the man at the center of their dispute, the one who had caused all this, remained as calm as ever.

Lin Tian clearly felt that the strength with which Elizabeth held his arm was at least thirty percent greater than usual, and that seemingly intimate gesture was in fact a warning full of "declaration of sovereignty." He also felt the strong "jealousy," like a lioness guarding her territory, contained within her seemingly gentle words.

Any other man, in this scalp-numbing "Shura field," would probably feel a flurry of panic.

But Lin Tian was not just any man.

Not only did he show no embarrassment, nor did he try to appease either party, but he actually found it... very interesting.

He liked this feeling of having everything under control, be it the lives of his enemies or the emotions of women.

Under the gaze of billions of spectators worldwide, filled with gossip and anticipation, he slowly turned his head and looked at his exquisite fiancée beside him, who was trying to maintain her "main wife" composure, but whose sapphire-like eyes already clearly showed "I'm not happy."

He extended his other hand, and with a gesture full of doting and domineering affection, in front of everyone, he gently pinched Elizabeth's tender, flawless cheek, which was slightly puffed out from jealousy.

"What's wrong?"

He smiled playfully, and whispered in her ear in a magnetic voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Afraid I'll take her into my harem too?"

Boom!

Elizabeth felt her brain crash completely at that instant!

She had anticipated a hundred reactions from Lin Tian—comfort, explanation, even impatience. But she had never expected him to respond to her "jealousy" in such an... intimate, domineering, and unreasonable way!

The warm touch, carrying a hint of electric current, came from her cheek and instantly spread throughout her body, causing her powerful, queenly heart to pound uncontrollably like a startled deer. Her beautiful face, usually filled with nobility and majesty, was completely taken over by a captivating flush in just one second, even her earlobes becoming burning hot.

She wanted to say something, to maintain her "main wife's" dignity, but she opened her mouth and found she couldn't utter a single word, her mind a blank... And this scene, full of extreme doting and a domineering CEO-style "flirtatious banter," was transmitted clearly and without any cuts to everyone's eyes through the huge holographic projection on the plaza and the global live broadcast cameras!

If Lin Tian's previous "heroic rescue" entrance ignited everyone's awe and worship, then his current act of being "surrounded by two beauties, effortlessly" completely ignited the raging fire of "jealousy," capable of burning away reason, in the hearts of all the male Prodigies present!

Below the arena, in the military's seating area.

The Marquis Champion, Huo Qubing's resolute face, like it was carved by a knife and axe, for the first time, was covered with a layer of icy frost. His hand gripping the hilt of his saber was white from exertion, and all the Battle Intent in his sharp, eagle-like eyes condensed into a single point of the purest, coldest killing intent.

Among the Loose Cultivator seats.

Ye Fan's newly reshaped, calm "heart of the sword emperor," upon seeing Elizabeth and Qin Yubing appear simultaneously beside Lin Tian, and the latter even showing that complex, even somewhat admiring gaze, once again, uncontrollably, trembled violently! A surge of anger, more intense and unwilling than when he was crippled before, erupted from the depths of his Soul! His fists were clenched tightly, nails deeply piercing his palms, bleeding profusely, yet he felt nothing.

In the VIP seats.

The Third Prince Qin Wushuang of the Qin Family had just received news from his subordinates that his "Shadow Assassin" squad had been completely annihilated, and their bodies hadn't even been found. Now, he personally witnessed his coveted Heavenly Zither Woman and his nominal "sister" both entangled in such complex relationships with Lin Tian. He directly crushed the crystal wine glass in his hand with a "bang," the sharp fragments cutting his palm, making it bleed profusely, yet he seemed to feel no pain. His gentle, jade-like face was completely distorted by extreme jealousy and rage!

They shifted all the focal points of conflict, all their anger, all their killing intent, from the relatively rational "Qin Family support" interest struggle to the most primitive, purest, and irreconcilable... "spousal vengeance"!

An unavoidable ultimate battle, ignited by an "emotional Shura field" and sweeping across the entire Golden Generation, was about to completely erupt!