45: This emperor looks down on you.
"Insolent!"
A sharp rebuke rang out like a sudden clap of thunder across the silent Dao Discussion Platform.
Yan Linger, the Goddess of the Flame God Sect, abruptly stood up. Her beautiful face was filled with rage as she pointed at Jiang Yuan, trembling with anger.
"Jiang Yuan! You... you bully people too much!"
"We are all Heavens Proud Daughters of major factions, the future Saint Lords and God Lords. How can you... how can you look down on us like this?!"
"You are insulting us! You are insulting all the factions behind us!"
Yan Linger's words immediately resonated with many of the other Heavens Proud Daughters.
Especially those whom Jiang Yuan had pointed out.
Among them were many factions that possessed Quasi-Emperors, just like the Flame God Sect behind Yan Linger.
Although they had come with the intention of marriage alliances, deep down, they still maintained their pride.
Jiang Yuan's words just now clearly meant he looked down on them!
"Exactly! That is too much!"
"We cultivate the Dao to pursue the Supreme Dao; how can we become mere appendages to others?"
"So what if you are the Jiang Family Imperial Son? You cannot insult people like this!"
For a moment, the crowd was incensed, and many proud Heavens Proud Daughters stood up to denounce Jiang Yuan.
However, facing this clamor that threatened to overturn the Dao Discussion Platform, Jiang Yuan showed no sign of panic on his face; instead, he revealed a playful smile.
This was the effect he had been waiting for.
If he didn't shatter their pride, how would they be willing to lie flat?
"Insult?"
Jiang Yuan chuckled softly. His voice was not loud, yet it drowned out all the noise.
He walked down from his throne step by step, arriving at the edge of the Dao Discussion Platform, looking down at the group of indignant, stunning beauties below.
"Everyone, I think you have misunderstood one thing."
"I, Jiang Yuan, never force anyone."
"My Dao is creation, is reproduction, is allowing life to continue in a more perfect form, and is making the entire world become more wonderful because of my existence."
"This is the Supreme Dao!"
"You can cultivate the Dao of Fire or the Dao of Time and Space, yet you say that cultivating the Great Dao of Creation with This Imperial Son is an insult?"
He paused and swept his gaze across everyone, his eyes filled with an indifference that looked down upon all living beings.
"This is not an insult."
"This is... the supreme glory that This Imperial Son bestows upon you!"
"It is I, Jiang Yuan, giving you and the factions behind you a chance to ascend in a single step and pursue a higher Realm!"
"I have given this Opportunity; you may take it or leave it."
"I do not care."
"But..."
His tone shifted, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold arc.
"Do not regret it if you miss it."
Jiang Yuan's words, though unpleasant, could be considered giving some of the Heavens Proud Daughters a way out.
Cultivating the Ancient Dao is a Dao, and cultivating the Dao of Fire is also a Dao; why can't they cultivate the 'Great Dao of Creation' with the Imperial Son?
Even if the Imperial Son just let a little bit slip through his fingers for them to consume, or for their families behind them to consume, it would be a massive Opportunity!
Just like the mother and daughter behind him, and the Forest Realm behind them.
Because they received Jiang Yuan's support, they, who originally only had a Dao Body, became the Creation Green Lotus Saint Body under the eyes of everyone, ranking fourth on the prodigy physique ranking.
The Forest Realm, which was originally at the bottom of the Small Worlds, leaped to become a Middle Thousand Worlds. With the support of the Jiang Family, the Forest Realm could very well become a top-tier Middle Thousand Worlds within a hundred years!
It would not be the least bit inferior compared to a Major Thousand Worlds.
Even if they pushed themselves to the limit, could they achieve this step? Clearly not!
At this moment, many Heavens Proud Daughters were moved.
Yan Linger's face turned pale and then green; she opened her mouth but could not say a single word.
Hu Mei of the Saint Demon Sect had an unprecedented brilliance flickering in her soul-captivating, charming eyes.
This man... was too overbearing! But also... too charming!
Princess Ji Yue of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her inner turmoil.
And Qin Mengyao, the Jade Pool Saintess, looked deeply at Jiang Yuan. In her clear eyes, a glimmer of something called determination emerged.
She knew she had to make a choice.
Just then, an untimely voice, filled with humiliation and unwillingness, sounded from the corner.
"What you said... is it all true? As long as... as long as I can become your Dao Companion, can I really... achieve the Saint Body?"
Everyone looked toward the sound, and saw Phoenix Goddess Feng Ling'er, biting her lips tightly, looking at Jiang Yuan with a deathly pale face.
Her voice was trembling.
She originally did not want to speak, but the Phoenix Old Ancestor had sent voice transmissions time and again, ordering her repeatedly, even if it meant losing face, she must seek forgiveness from Jiang Yuan, the Emperors Son Jiang!
At this moment, Feng Ling'er finally realized that the Phoenix Old Ancestor intended to use her, to use her dignity, to beg for a spot for the Saint Body!
For the sake of the Phoenix clan, Feng Ling'er still decided to lower her arrogant head to beg this Mortal Emperors Son whom she had originally looked down upon!
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan turned his head to look at her, a brilliant smile appearing on his face.
"Of course it is true."
In Feng Ling'er's eyes, a flame of hope instantly ignited.
"However..."
"You, no."
"Why?!"
Feng Ling'er screamed, her voice out of tune.
The smile on Jiang Yuan's face gradually faded, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.
"Because, This Imperial Son... does not think much of you."
"Didn't you say back then that I was not worthy of you?"
"Now, This Imperial Son returns those words to you, completely unchanged."
"You don't even have the qualifications to carry shoes for my Qingxue."
"Get lost."
"The gates of my Jiang Family do not welcome those who are blind."
Jiang Yuan's voice, like ten-thousand-year black ice, instantly froze the heart of Feng Ling'er, which had just ignited with hope, completely.
"Oh, right, if This Imperial Son finds out that your Phoenix clan bullies Qingxue's maternal Family, This Imperial Son would not mind letting my Old Ancestors take a stroll around your Phoenix clan."
"Remember this well; these are the words of the Jiang Family Imperial Son whom you looked down upon."
"Pfft!"
Feng Ling'er could no longer bear this immense humiliation and blow; she violently spat out a mouthful of blood, her body went limp, and she fainted on the spot.