228: Chapter 228 Dragon Occupies Zhao's Nest

More than ten days passed. Beneath the firmament of the Heavenly Domain, above the former capital of the Daming Dynasty, a spatial rift spanning a thousand miles suddenly tore open!

A World-Breaking Flying Ship slowly emerged from the air waves, its flags snapping loudly as it stirred the winds and clouds of the Nine Heavens.

The flying ship was surrounded by a hundred massive Dragons, their auras as deep as the abyss. Wherever they passed, the myriad living beings of the Heavenly Domain prostrated themselves, not daring to look up.

Elder Hei Yan stood at the bow of the World-Breaking Flying Ship, the Evil Qi around him condensed and unyielding. Merely by standing there, he caused the surrounding air to ripple and distort.

Beside him, several of Yuan Chen's children swam happily, full of curiosity about the world of the Heavenly Domain, whispering to each other. Some had green faces and fangs...

On the ground, a child from a Mortal family looked up and was so frightened that he fell to the ground and began to wail.

The adults were no better off. After all, they were Mortals; they did not yet know that a massive upheaval had occurred within the Imperial Dynasty.

At first, when they saw the Dragons, they knelt and shouted repeatedly, as Dragons were symbols of auspiciousness in their culture.

But after seeing those children of Yuan Chen, they couldn't hold it together. "What are these monsters? And they seem to have a higher status than the surrounding Dragons."

"It's over, it's over. Where are the Cultivators of the Imperial Dynasty? Why haven't they come out to drive away these demons?"

Meanwhile, in the center of the flying ship's middle deck, there was a completely different, enchanting scene.

With the tinkling of jade ornaments and the presence of beautiful women, dozens of stunning beauties leaned against the railings. There were gentle women dressed in cloud-brocade palace attire, delicate young girls with flowing black hair, and cold-tempered immortal Cultivators. Each had skin like congealed fat, eyebrows like distant mountains, and their eyes were filled with charm.

At this moment, gazing at the magnificent Daming Dynasty imperial palace below, they all smiled with gentle and moving expressions.

Yuan Chen stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back to welcome them. After choking the remaining experts of the Daming Dynasty to death over ten days ago, he had sent a message for Elder Hei Yan to protect the families of the Exotic Beast Mansion and hurry over after packing up.

His black hair fluttered in the wind. Looking at the endless carved beams, painted pillars, and jade pavilions of the palace below, a satisfied smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad, not bad." He rubbed his chin, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "This Daming Dynasty imperial palace is meant for me."

"Jade pavilions, spiritual pools, and immortal realms—everything is here. Most importantly, it's big enough to suit my current situation of having many wives, concubines, and children. Did the Zhao family really understand how to use this? It can be considered returning to its rightful owner!"

As soon as the ship stopped, Niu Dadu, sticking out his round belly, scurried down from somewhere. With a fawning smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "The Daming Imperial Palace in the Heavenly Domain is a foundation of ten thousand years, with gathered Spiritual Veins and countless treasures. It is perfect to serve as our new mansion! This subordinate will make arrangements immediately and will not let Young Master worry!"

Now that Yuan Chen's influence was growing larger and larger, the thing he lacked least was people to do things for him. Since his own strength was low, if he didn't take the initiative to strive for opportunities, Yuan Chen might have long forgotten his existence.

Therefore, he was being particularly active at this moment; the future had to be fought for by himself.

Yuan Chen nodded, his tone casual yet carrying unquestionable authority: "Arrange it carefully. For my wives, pick the courtyards with the best scenery and the densest Spiritual Qi in the inner palace. For the hundreds of children, place them all in the East Palace. Clear out a martial arts arena and a Scripture Pavilion. This is what it means to be true Dragon Clan children, heh heh heh."

As he spoke, Yuan Chen beckoned to Yuan Yun, who had just flown out of the palace: "My eldest princess, go and take your younger brothers to choose their residences."

Niu Dadu was indeed perceptive and immediately chimed in: "This lowly one will go and arrange it together with you."

He had delayed Yuan Chen for a minute and had to leave immediately. After all, the main characters were the people behind him; it was good enough that he could get a few words in.

"Arrange all the Dragon Clan disciples in the Dragon Pool Garden on the west side of the imperial city. It is adjacent to the Spiritual Vein and has lakes and deep pools, which suits their living habits. Supply them with Heaven And Earth Treasure according to the Dragon Clan's rules; do not mistreat them."

"This subordinate obeys!" Niu Dadu responded loudly, turned around, and hurried off to coordinate the manpower.

"Seniors, please, come in, please come in."

After dismissing Niu Dadu, Yuan Chen looked at Elder Hei Yan and the others.

The few experts dismissed their clansmen, telling them to listen to Niu Dadu's arrangements, and then walked towards Yuan Chen with pleasant moods.

"Hey, you kid, you did such a big thing without making a sound. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Elder Hei Yan's face was complex; he hadn't expected Yuan Chen to have become this strong.

Now, the Dragon Clan was no longer Yuan Chen's backer; instead, Yuan Chen was the Dragon Clan's backer.

"Such a speed of rising! Throughout the ages of the Star Sea, there has never been anything like it!"

The Elder of the Silver Dragon Clan nodded, his silver-white dragon whiskers trembling slightly, his tone full of admiration: "Having just left the Dragon Clan, you have instantly become a hegemon of the current world! We truly did not choose wrong."

An Elder of the Purple Dragon Clan, with a graceful posture and purple-gold dragon pupils shimmering with light, sighed softly: "Previously, I was worried that following Young Master across the Star Sea would lead us into danger. If it weren't for the Clan Chief's request and the reasons involving Elder Zixia, I wouldn't have come. Now it seems it was my vision that was short-sighted."

The Silver Dragon Clan Chief nodded in agreement: "That's right! I am glad we made the decisive choice back then to cling tightly to this towering giant, Lord. In the future, our Dragon Clan will surely follow Young Master to shake the heavens!"

At this moment, Clan Leader Ao Yi's Dragon Clan hadn't even left the Chaotic Star Sea. In the Cultivation World, strength is respected, so from now on, their branch would be the orthodoxy of the Dragon Clan!

Everyone wore a smile; the previous worries of being newcomers and facing the unknown were gone.

"Everyone, don't be polite. Go and find suitable residences. If you want it lively, live around the imperial palace; if you like quiet, then build a mansion. As long as it's within the Heavenly Domain, feel free to choose."

Since they had followed him without hesitation, Yuan Chen naturally wouldn't forget their benefits.

The Heavenly Domain's imperial princes' mansions were numerous, enough for these people to choose from.

After chatting and dismissing everyone, Yuan Chen spread his hands, and a golden, semi-shell transparent barrier covered the entire imperial palace, then vanished.

For the past few days, Yuan Chen had been devoted to rebuilding the palace's Formation.

The Daming Dynasty's old Formation had long been dilapidated. Using his own Dao principles as a foundation and incorporating the Dragon Clan's protective array, he laid down a supreme Formation that integrated offense and defense.

Until the Formation was initially completed, Yuan Chen landed, only to see the sounds of weeping and wailing outside the palace gate.

A delicate palace concubine in pink was overjoyed and hurriedly rushed up, wiping away tears: "Senior, this slave is willing to serve by your side; I have absolutely no other intentions..."

Another concubine with charming eyes boldly looked up, her gaze shifting, staring straight at Yuan Chen, her voice carrying a seductive softness: "This slave has heard of Lord's mighty name and has admired you in my heart for a long time. I only ask to be allowed to stay by your side."

"Please, Senior, have mercy. Don't drive us away. We can work like horses and cattle to serve you!"

"This imperial palace is so huge, can it not accommodate us sisters? Lord..."

More than ten pleas rose and fell, soft words and gentle speech, teary-eyed. Each was plump and smooth, with skin as white as congealed fat, waists as slender as willow branches, and faces filled with delicate charm. The sight of them, like rain falling on pear blossoms, would make anyone feel pity.

Yuan Chen patted his head. He had been busy building the Formation these past few days and had forgotten about these people.

"Wait, why haven't you run away yet?"

Niu Dadu might have seen the confusion in Yuan Chen's expression and leaned forward: "Young Master, those with even a little bit of strength have all run away. Most of the remaining ones are Mortal women. There might be a few female Cultivators among them, but none have exceeded the Golden Core Stage."

Yuan Chen scanned them. These concubines were all beauties carefully selected by the Daming Dynasty, no more than sixteen years old. Their skin was as lustrous as jade, their eyes were delicate and filled with spring, some with willow eyebrows knitted together and tears on their eyelashes, some with slender figures trembling. Each had her own charm, yet all wore expressions of pleading.

"Oh my! This, this, this, makes it a bit difficult for me!"

But then he thought, a gentleman has things he does and things he does not do.

He, Yuan Chen, possessed countless beautiful wives and concubines; why would he need to steal another man's love?

"Who are your husbands, and are they still alive?"

Suppressing the lewd thoughts in his heart, Yuan Chen's expression returned to indifference.

Upon hearing this, the concubines looked at each other, at a loss. Then, one concubine stammered: "I... I am the Third Prince's concubine. The Third Prince has already been crushed to death by you, but that's okay, I have no feelings for him at all."

With someone taking the lead, others immediately followed up: "My husband is also dead. At the same time his Fortune Spirit was injured, it directly exploded."

"Me too..."

"My husband is the Seventh Prince. The moment he saw the Formation break, he teleported away. I know the location he teleported to; I've been there once before."

"Well done." Yuan Chen nodded with satisfaction: "Immediately take people to hunt him down."

As long as they are killed, then it wouldn't be stealing another man's love.

"Then them..."

Niu Dadu asked questioningly.

Yuan Chen waved his hand: "Just arrange a place to keep them for now!"

Once these words were spoken, those who hadn't spoken hurriedly became lively: "I want to stay too."

"Although I am a concubine, I have never been favored. Senior, look at me!"

Yuan Chen's gaze became stern: "Never been touched? Then I don't want you!"

"Ah?"

Everyone was stunned.

The next second, a gorgeous woman excitedly stepped out. So this Senior liked this kind of thing:

"Senior, to be honest, when my husband and I were playing at home, the palace collapsed, and my husband was crushed to death. Now I am still..." The woman pulled at her disheveled clothing, her charming eyes like silk: "Do you want to come and have a hot pot?"

Yuan Chen's face darkened: "Damn it, you, don't move, I'm going to kill you."