44: The three women were shocked and grateful, while Ao Haotian was arrogant.

Since Ao Haotian had already taken the bait, Xu Jinhuan no longer hid his power.

With a wide wave of his hand,

An invisible surge of Chaos Power rapidly spread out, enveloping all of The Three Women beside him.

In an instant, as the Chaos Power shrouded them, The Three Women felt a weight lift off their bodies. The terrifying pressure that had felt like carrying a mountain suddenly vanished.

Immediately, they cast grateful glances toward Xu Jinhuan.

The Chaos Power on Xu Jinhuan was too unique; it had left a deep impression on them over the past few days.

Without a word, they guessed that this was Xu Jinhuan's doing.

At the same time, they felt deep shock and worry.

Pressure does not disappear into thin air; it only transfers to someone else.

Now, Xu Jinhuan was shouldering everything for them!

"Young Master... You are actually enduring four shares of pressure by yourself?"

Liu Changxi's crimson lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief, and her gentle voice carried a hint of a tremble.

Fang Qingyao's heart was also shaken. Looking at Xu Jinhuan, her eyes held not only awe and adoration but also a touch of fanaticism:

"My Lord's Divine Might has reached such a terrifying level! Four shares of a Saint King's pressure—even a Heavenly God Realm expert might not be able to withstand it, yet you walk as if strolling through a garden!"

A rare look of shock appeared on Su Zihan's cold Face, and her slender wrists tightened slightly:

"The power of a sequence is truly unfathomable."

Stormy waves surged in the hearts of the three, and their reverence for Xu Jinhuan deepened further.

They had personally experienced the horror of that pressure just moments ago. Now, Xu Jinhuan was single-handedly bearing the weight meant for four people, yet he still walked with composure and a calm expression,

As if the path beneath his feet wasn't a trial road overflowing with pressure, but his own backyard garden!

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Liu Changxi spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a warbler's song. As she bowed, her collar 'accidentally' loosened, offering a fleeting glimpse of snowy-white skin under the sky—a brief but soul-stirring sight.

She caught a glimpse of Fang Qingyao beside her from the corner of her eye, and her heart stirred.

As a woman, she keenly sensed that some change had occurred in Fang Qingyao. There was a bit more mature charm in her brow; previously, when standing next to Liu Changxi, Fang Qingyao would have been somewhat restrained.

But now, she was much more natural.

In short, she had more confidence when facing Liu Changxi.

Coming from a Saint family and being the pearl of Patriarch Liu's eye, Liu Changxi had been accustomed to the schemes and rivalries between women since childhood.

She naturally understood this situation.

Relationships and strength are the most important sources of confidence in this world.

Fang Qingyao's strength was far inferior to her own, yet she was so confident. There was only one possibility.

Her relationship with the Young Master had progressed!

Realizing this, Liu Changxi had also begun her offensive over the past few days.

I am a dignified Saintess; I cannot be left behind by this Junior Sister!

"My Lord truly possesses peerless Divine Might!"

Fang Qingyao refused to be outdone, her crisp voice carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Is it not just loosening a collar, revealing a bit of skin, and playing the 'half-hidden behind a lute' act?

As if I don't know how!

Moreover, she already belonged to her Lord. Showing her charms before him now was only natural and right; why would she need any psychological burden?

And so, someone with an even looser collar appeared...

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest. Her collar was loosened even more than Liu Changxi's, and the glimpse of lustrous white skin paired with her delicate collarbones made the display even more bold and direct.

This overt and covert competition between the two completely bewildered Su Zihan, who was caught in the middle.

They had been calling each other sisters and getting along harmoniously these past few days; she couldn't exactly be the odd one out...

Therefore, she could only join in.

"Thank you for your help, sequence."

Su Zihan's cheeks flushed slightly, and her gaze was a bit awkward, but she still followed their lead and bowed slightly.

Though she didn't intentionally loosen her collar, her clothes were already somewhat torn, revealing snowy skin beneath. Her cold temperament mixed with a bit of clumsy charm gave her a unique appeal.

Three peerless beauties of different styles were now competing for attention before Xu Jinhuan.

Gentle, bold, or cold—the scene was bright and filled with flirtatious charm.

Just like that, with a mere lift of his hand, he saw a 'benefit' that would make any ordinary man's blood boil.

It was fortunate that Xu Jinhuan had seen much of the world and had sufficient self-control.

Any other man would likely have had a reaction on the spot.

"Hmm, Revered Master's 'Broad Daylight, Long-Lasting' training method is indeed effective!"

"It's just that once this woman puts on a dress, she doesn't recognize anyone and runs everywhere. I haven't been able to find her lately."

Xu Jinhuan muttered a few things to himself, then helped them up after having his fill of the sight.

"Alright, let's hurry over. The good show is about to begin."

Xu Jinhuan turned his head and said.

"Yes."

The Three Women followed him with blushing Faces.

The group of four sped toward the statue with composed steps, as if walking on flat ground.

"Look! Young Master Xu and the others are charging up!"

"My God! They can actually move so fast!"

"These are the true prodigies! To be so relaxed under the Saint King's pressure is too terrifying!"

The Human Race Cultivators instantly erupted into thunderous cheers, their Faces filled with wild joy and excitement, their previous worries swept away.

But at that moment, a discordant cold snort came from the Yao Race's side:

"Hmph, you're celebrating too early! Young Lord Haotian's Divine Might is invincible; he entered the Legacy Secret Realm long ago! Once he emerges, he will surely inherit the Saint Demon King's Legacy and sweep everything aside. These people are just making a futile effort!"

"Exactly! The Saint Demon King's Legacy should belong to our Yao Race. Young Lord Ao Haotian has the potential of a Great Emperor. After he gets the Legacy, the first ones he'll deal with are you humans!"

The discussions reached his ears, but Xu Jinhuan paid them no mind.

By now, the four had reached the front of the statue, only a few yards away from Ao Haotian.

The Great Dao Heavenly Sound exploded again, and a voice filled with infinite majesty echoed in the Sea of Consciousness of Xu Jinhuan and the others:

"Kneel and worship this deity's statue to obtain a volume of a Great Saint Cultivation Technique and inherit the Eternal Dao Rhyme..."

The voice carried a strange, bewitching power. Su Zihan's eyes instantly became blurred, and her body began to bend down uncontrollably to kneel and worship.

"Don't move!"

Xu Jinhuan frowned and reached out to press down on Su Zihan's shoulder. Chaos Power poured in, instantly dispelling the bewitchment in her Sea of Consciousness and stopping her movement.

Coming back to her senses and feeling the touch on her shoulder, Su Zihan's pretty Face instantly turned beet red.

This was the first man to ever touch her shoulder...

But recalling her involuntary actions just now, Su Zihan still felt a lingering fear.

She shuddered, waking up from the romantic haze. Pale-faced and shaken, she looked at Xu Jinhuan:

"Thank you for saving me, sequence!"

This scene happened to be caught by Ao Haotian, who immediately threw his head back and laughed wildly, his Face full of mockery:

"Hahaha! Little girl, you're thanking him? This is the Saint Demon King's Legacy. He destroyed your Opportunity, yet you thank him? You're truly foolish!"

"If you know what's good for you, crawl over here and become my slave girl. Perhaps my ancestor will grant you an Opportunity for the sake of my Face!"