Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

Chen Xiaobei and Ling Qingfeng walked out of the villa.

About ten people had now gathered outside.

They all looked pretty young – all under thirty.

From their clothing and their demeanor, all these people seemed to be of notable status and rank.

“They will all be competing in the martial arts contest!” Ling Qingfeng said. “Other than these ten competitors from the eliminating rounds, the rest have all come from royal families of high-ranking starfields or have a background related to a faction! There are even a few elites from Apocalyptic Starfield!”

“Wow, that is indeed a lot of people…” Disturbed, Chen Xiaobei quickly used his Netherspirit Battlescouter to find out everyone else’s strength.

After scouting around, Chen Xiaobei determined that they were all pretty strong with considerably impressive cultivation.

As of now, Chen Xiaobei was considered to be the eleventh elite on the Nine Zones Earth Leaderboard. Most of their cultivations were beneath Chen Xiaobei’s.

Only a few of them caught Chen Xiaobei’s attention.

“Who is that fellow in the yellow robe?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

“You have a pretty sharp eye huh!” Ling Qinfeng said. “That is Saint Duke’s faction’s number one young master, Yuwen Yuanqing. He’s ninth on the Nine Zones Earth Leaderboard, and at the peak of Ethereal Cultivation with 330,000 combat power. Stay away from him!”

“How about that guy with the silver hair and black leather armor… who is he?”

“That guy is an even bigger of a deal!” Ling Qinfeng said grimly. “He’s the young master of Royal Azure Starfield’s number one faction, Ximen Shuoxue! He’s twenty-eight this year, sixth on the Nine Zones Earth Leaderboard and he’s at the early phase of God-Ascension Cultivation with 500,000 combat power!”

“Isn’t Royal AzureStarfield Saint Duke’s enemy? Why are people from Royal Azure allowed to join the martial arts contest?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

Ling Qingfeng shrugged. “Royal Azure’s faction leader vowed that once Ximen Shuoxue marries Princess Puti, he would be willing to intervene and give counsel to the Royal Azure in order to not resort to arms against Saint Duke.”

“Can this verbal promise be trusted?” Chen Xiaobei frowned.

“Of course not.” Ling Qingfeng said. “But the Saint Duke Imperial Family are not dumb. They probably have a solution for this.”

“Mm, that’s true…” Chen Xiaobei nodded. “What about that guy in red?”

Ling Qingfeng turned to look and answered. “That is the Neptune’s youngest prince, Ao Liancheng! He’s fourth on the Nine Zones Earth Leaderboard, 600,000 combat power, at the early phase of God-Ascension. In the ocean, he can wield 700,000 combat power! Very scary!”

“He is from Neptune Starfield? Isn’t he supposed to be half-human, half-fish? I can’t tell…” Chen Xiaobei frowned.

“That’s because he has Neptunian blood! You can only see his true form in the ocean!”

“Ahh.. no wonder…” Chen Xiaobei nodded, making a mental note to pay attention to this Neptune prince in preparation for his trip to Neptune Starfield.

Chen Xiaobei took another look around and found no one else stronger. “If Ao Liancheng is number four, then who are in the top three? Didn’t they consider joining the martial arts contest as well?”

“Of course, they did. Because of their special status, they are probably living in the royal palace. You will see them soon!”

“Mm…” Chen Xiaobei nodded. “I am more interested in seeing Princess Puti…”

“Who isn’t?” Ling Qingfeng’s lips curved into a crafty smile. “I’m willing to bet that Princess Puti is 10 times prettier in person than she is in her pictures! No! Make that 100 times!”

Chen Xiaobei nodded. “Of course!”

After that, Liu Zijian arranged flying cars to chauffer all of the competitors to the royal palace.

The Saint Duke Royal Palace was magnificent, a grand and monumental masterpiece of architecture!

The atmosphere inside was a regal solemness and filled with a posh extravagance.

Liu Zijian had led the competitors into a large hall, having them seated soon after.

“All competitors, please wait in this main hall. The person in charge of this contest, Eighth Marquis will be here soon to give you further details on the contest!”

The hall was very spacious and resplendently furnished.

Naturally, Chen Xiaobei was seated next to Ling Qingfeng.

“It looks like Princess Puti won’t be coming…” Ling Qingfeng sighed in disappointment.

“Do you know which palace is she living in?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

“Why do you want to know? Isn’t enough that you trespassed my villa? Now you want to trespass the princess’ palace? Don’t say I didn’t warn you – that’s a crime punishable by death! Not only will the Emperor not forgive you, all the people in this room will treat you as public enemy!”

“Er… I was just thinking… I won’t do it…” Chen Xiaobei looked disheartened.

“Eighth Marquis is here!” Liu Zijian announced melodiously like an eunuch.

Everyone’s eyes turned towards the door.

A middle-aged man in a royal robe walked in.

Although he looked to be above 50, he still possessed an attractiveness much akin to a pretty boy.

Luo Shanhe!

According to the family’s seniority, he should be Luo Puti’s eighth uncle!

Walking behind Luo Shanhe were two young men in their late twenties.

When the people in the hall saw these two young men, they began to discuss among themselves.

“Feng Zhongwu! Yun Changxiao! They stayed in the palace!”

“What is so strange about that? They are Domination Heaven’s Elder’s favorite disciples!”

“Yeah! They are also ranked second and third on Nine Zones Earth Leaderboard! Of course, they would be given special treatment!”

“Yes… The both of them have the highest chances of marrying Princess Puti. We can never get the kind of treatment that they receive!”

Most of them were envious with a hint of adulation.

With that being said, Feng Zhongwu and Yun Changxiao’s strengths were undebatable. No one would dare to go against them.

Even Luo Shanhe showed the both of them to their seats in deferential manner.

Ding!

[Cultivation: Middle phase of God-Ascension; Lifespan: 670 years; Health: 800,000; Combat power: 800,000]

Ding!

[Cultivation: Middle phase of God-Ascension; Lifespan: 642 years; Health: 800,000; Combat power: 800,000]

Chen Xiaobei checked their cultivation.

In a lower to middle ranking starfield, it would take a person 100 to 200 years to reach their level of cultivation. That was why, they were considered to be a one in a million!

Although their combat powers were 800,000 on the surface, for sure, they all had their own tricks up their sleeves.

“That’s strange… Why did Helian Tulong come?” Ling Qingfeng wondered.

“Who?” Chen Xiaobei wanted to know.