Chapter 1316: One Punch Man

Prince Jinwu's burning lust instantly vanished. It was well known that he was particularly sensitive about this matter, valuing a woman's chastity above all else.

His face darkened. "How could you, a princess of the Elf Race, be so shameless as to engage in illicit relations without a proper match?" he demanded. "Are you saying this deliberately to avoid what's happening today? It must be, mustn't it?"

Seeing his reaction, Qiao Xueying's face showed a flicker of satisfaction. She had just recalled the rumors circulating about Prince Jinwu and had reluctantly decided to try this tactic, not expecting it to actually work.

"Hmph," she scoffed, "you, the esteemed Prince of the Demon Race, still try to deceive yourself in this situation."

"I'm not afraid to tell you: Have you forgotten my time as an undercover agent among humans? My situation was incredibly difficult back then, but fortunately, I met him."

As Zu An's image appeared in her mind, Qiao Xueying felt a little guilty saying this. When they first met, they were like sworn enemies, constantly wishing each other dead.

But that guy was indeed very annoying back then!

Recalling her time with Zu An, a sweet smile unconsciously bloomed on Qiao Xueying's face.

Seeing the sweet smile on her face, Prince Jinwu was consumed by maddening rage. This smile should have been exclusively his, yet another man had taken the lead.

This infuriates me!

Prince Jinwu's rage surged, increasing by 999, then 999, then 999 more...

"Who is that man?!"

"Even if I told you, you wouldn't know him," Qiao Xueying replied. "He's simply the most handsome, dashing, and strongest man in the world." She didn't reveal Zu An's name, fearing it would bring him mortal danger. After all, this man was the Prince of the Demon Race, capable of summoning countless experts. If he truly sent people to harm Ah Zu, she would be filled with unbearable regret.

Hearing those descriptive words, Prince Jinwu's eyelids twitched. "You wretch!" he spat. "I've been meticulously cherishing you like a goddess, putting in so much effort to pursue you, and you've been to bed with another man?!"

Qiao Xueying retorted, "You call this 'meticulous cherishing' today? Bah!"

"Fine, fine, fine!" Prince Jinwu burst into angry laughter. "Today, I'll show you who the strongest man in the world truly is."

Seeing him approach, Qiao Xueying's face changed. "Don't you have a peculiar aversion to women who aren't virgins?" she asked.

"That only applies to common, vulgar women," Prince Jinwu sneered. "But for a truly peerless beauty, this prince doesn't mind a night of pleasure." The images of the three great beauties he had encountered in the Serpent Race territory last time flashed through his mind. He wondered what was happening lately, as he kept encountering beauties who made him break his own rules. "Hmph, this prince will personally verify whether you are still a virgin." He continued, "If you were just trying to deceive me to escape, this prince can forgive your small act of defiance and still make you my Crown Princess. But if you truly are no longer a virgin," Prince Jinwu's face darkened, "I will not only have the Elf Race removed from the ranks of the Three Great Royal Races, but I will also turn you into a slave, bestow you upon my subordinates, and make you a plaything for all. Then we'll see if your lover still wants you."

Qiao Xueying trembled with rage. "You, the Crown Prince of a nation, are utterly shameless!" she cried.

She hadn't expected her situation to implicate the entire Elf Race, and his subsequent descriptions sent shivers down any woman's spine.

"You forced my hand! Who told you to be so depraved?!" Prince Jinwu roared, having completely lost his earlier leisurely demeanor. He lunged directly at her.

Qiao Xueying's face paled. She hurriedly employed her movement technique to dodge, but although her cultivation had greatly improved since her return, there was still a significant gap between her and Prince Jinwu. Furthermore, having been drugged with such a despicable substance today, she could only utilize a fraction of her full cultivation. She was quickly cornered.

The small braids on her head sprouted tender shoots and lashed out at him. Unfortunately, Prince Jinwu casually waved his hand, swatting them aside. Then, with his other hand, he seized her shoulder.

A surge of internal energy entered her body. Qiao Xueying felt her entire body go limp, leaving her no strength to resist.

"Where is your lover now? He can't even protect his own woman. He's just a good-for-nothing!" Prince Jinwu's face was distorted with malice. He gazed at the beautiful, pitiable woman before him. Though he had clearly admired her before, he now felt an increasing surge of anger.

He pulled an audio-visual mirror from his robe and placed it nearby. "I'll use this audio-visual mirror to record what's about to happen," he said in a cold voice, "then play it for your lover. From now on, whenever he faces me, he'll always be a loser! Hahahaha~"

He had initially felt a deep sense of defeat, thinking that another man had already claimed Qiao Xueying. But with this idea, he suddenly felt a surge of clarity and determination, resolving to fully display the might of the Demon Race very soon!

"Shameless!" Qiao Xueying trembled with rage, but unfortunately, the drug had taken effect, and her vital acupoints were restrained, leaving her unable to resist.

Her hateful and panicked gaze completely ignited Prince Jinwu's bestial desires. A brutal glint shone in his narrow eyes, and his once handsome face became terribly contorted.

He reached out and grabbed her collar, just as he was about to tear it, when suddenly, the nearby door exploded open with a loud bang, and a forceful gust of wind shot directly towards him.

Prince Jinwu's hair stood on end. In that instant, he felt as if death itself was upon him.

He hastily deployed his Golden Crow Flowing Light technique to dodge to the side. To his surprise, his assailant seemed to have anticipated his move, persistently following right behind him like a lingering spirit.

Prince Jinwu, caught by the sudden attack, had lost the initiative. Moreover, his qi and blood were fully concentrated below, causing his cultivation to be somewhat diminished compared to normal. He couldn't even turn around to counterattack.

Nevertheless, he was one of the five most renowned young experts of the Demon Race, with some even considering him the foremost of the Five Prodigies. His reaction speed was naturally top-notch. A golden burst of fire erupted from his entire body—the Sacred Golden Crow Flame!

The Sacred Golden Crow Flame could reduce anything to ashes. His opponent would have no choice but to retreat. Once he caught his breath, he would unleash a thunderous counterattack.

To his surprise, his assailant didn't dodge or evade. A pitch-black dagger directly pierced his chest.

In that instant, he felt his blood run cold. He had a premonition that if he were struck by this dagger, he would surely die.

But everything happened too quickly. Furthermore, his assailant seemed extremely familiar with his techniques and skills, consistently countering him. He could only watch helplessly as the dagger pierced his body.

Just then, a golden feather hanging from the necklace on his neck ignited, directly blocking the pitch-black dagger for him.

He remembered this was the life-saving dark feather the Demon Emperor had bestowed upon him after his last return to the royal court, capable of blocking one fatal attack. At the time, he thought his imperial father was being overly cautious. Who would dare attack him within the royal court? Even if there were assassins, how could his cultivation possibly be so low as to require such a thing?

Yet, it had been used today. The thought of his life-saving item being consumed like this left Prince Jinwu both startled and furious.

Golden light shimmered around his body, as he prepared to unleash his usual ultimate techniques and launch a counterattack.

Just then, a fist slammed directly towards him.

As one of the Five Prodigies of the younger generation, Prince Jinwu naturally understood that continued evasion would only plunge him back into the absolute disadvantage he had just experienced. If that pitch-black dagger struck him again, he had no second life-saving feather.

So he gritted his teeth, deciding to take the hit and launch his counterattack.

The Golden Crow Royal Family's physical bodies were inherently robust, and their regenerative abilities astonishing. Taking this punch wouldn't result in any serious injury or broken bones. He might even seize this opportunity to reverse the tide of the battle.

However, his face suddenly changed, because this seemingly harmless punch, in an instant, became terrifying, even comparable to an attack from a Grandmaster.

Almost instantly, the punch shattered his protective qi, and then directly struck his lower abdomen.

A terrifying force surged into his body. Even the formidable physical body of the Golden Crow Royal Family couldn't withstand it.

Almost instantly, his entire lower body was utterly pulverized by that punch!