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A faint and blurry silhouette silently appeared on the edge of the sky.
Then, the indistinct figure grew larger, and with a few flashes, it arrived in front of them.
That shadowy form flickered in and out of sight in the night sky, as if it were teleporting, giving off a ghostly and ethereal sensation.
Only when it got close did one realize—the owner of the figure was an incredibly alluring and voluptuous woman.
She wore a luxurious purple brocade robe, a crown atop her head, exuding the aura of someone long accustomed to authority.
Graceful, dignified, and domineering—these traits flowed from her naturally.
Anyone who glanced at her would instantly recognize her as a cold and noble queen.
She advanced through the night without a sound, her body seeming to pierce through space itself. Each flicker twisted the surrounding space ever so slightly, yet bizarrely made no noise at all. It was as if the air’s resistance simply didn’t exist to her.
She was lightning fast—just a few flickers and she had already crossed from one end of the sky to the other.
Her figure paused slightly and came to a stop.
Beneath the purple, gold-embroidered robe, a segment of a violet serpent’s tail revealed itself, gently swaying, emanating a strange and seductive allure.
A pair of narrow phoenix eyes suddenly snapped toward the front—there, on the distant horizon, a faint but intense energy fluctuation seemed to ripple through the air.
"This aura... is that a Heavenly Flame?!"
On the woman’s cold and noble face, an uncharacteristic flash of joy appeared.
Only the heavens knew how many years she had spent, and how much effort and time she had poured into searching for a Heavenly Flame!
Her figure moved. Space warped slightly, and her presence vanished without a trace.
On the crest of a sand dune, firelight flickered gently, driving away the faint chill of night.
Wei Yang sat comfortably in a wide stone chair, leaning against the backrest, hands resting on the armrests, fingers tapping lightly.
In front of him was a jade table. Atop it, a small red clay furnace quietly burned, with a copper kettle steadily releasing hot steam.
A full tea set sat neatly beside it.
Two cups of steaming tea rested on opposite sides of the table, thin tendrils of white mist curling above them.
Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the other side of the table, a straw cushion beneath him.
Not far off, a cold and voluptuous female Snake-People lay unconscious on the ground.
Bathed in the soft moonlight, her body’s curves were drawn in a seductive silhouette.
"Tsk, this tea’s not bad. Where’d you get it?" Xiao Yan took a sip and smacked his lips, savoring the taste.
"Mittel Auction House," Wei Yang glanced at him with surprise. You? A brute who chugs tea like water is suddenly learning to savor it?
"I’ll go buy some from them later." Xiao Yan nodded.
"If you’re a VIP, they’ll just gift you a few jin for free. But... hehe, you won’t get that treatment until you’re at least a Tier 4 alchemist," Wei Yang chuckled.
"Uh... fine." Xiao Yan shook his head.
Tier 4 still felt a bit far away.
But once he refined the Green Lotus Core Flame, he should be getting close.
"We’re really just going to wait here? Will Medusa actually show up?" Xiao Yan cast a glance toward the Serpent Tribe’s central city.
"She’s already here," Wei Yang suddenly looked up, his gaze under the cloak locking onto a spot in the night sky.
"Already here?" Xiao Yan was startled, nearly jumping up. He quickly turned, following Wei Yang’s gaze.
But there—was nothing. Empty sky. Silence.
Still, Xiao Yan didn’t doubt him. He quickly stood up, circling around the table to stand beside Wei Yang’s stone chair.
At that moment, Yao Lao’s voice echoed in Xiao Yan’s mind:
"The one who’s come is very strong. Be careful. Stay close to that Brat Wei and don’t go running off. If you’re suddenly attacked, I might not have time to possess your body quickly enough."
"Got it!" Xiao Yan responded solemnly in his heart.
"Queen Medusa, since you’re already here, why not show yourself?" Wei Yang’s gaze was locked onto the patch of night sky.
Xiao Yan also stared intently.
Something finally stirred in the darkness.
The space in that direction suddenly began to twist in an eerie and unnatural way.
Seeing this, Wei Yang’s gaze—half-hidden beneath the shadow of his cloak—flickered ever so slightly.
Xiao Yan felt a jolt in his heart. He instinctively stepped back a little, his expression turning grave as he stared at the bizarrely distorted space.
The faint moonlight cast a soft glow over the rippling void.
In the next instant, a graceful and curvaceous figure slowly emerged before their eyes.
The beautiful woman who appeared without warning wore an opulent purple brocade robe embroidered with golden patterns. Beneath the robe, her voluptuous figure was as luscious and ripe as a perfectly ripened peach, exuding an intoxicating trace of seduction.
A regal crown sat atop her head, and three thousand strands of long, dark hair cascaded loosely down her fragrant shoulders, trailing past her slender, willow-like waist. As the gentle breeze blew, the ends of her hair fluttered slightly, brushing softly against her perky hips.
Beneath the hem of her robe, a violet serpent tail lazily swayed back and forth, its slow, seductive motion stirring a primal, wild allure—enough to make any onlooker feel a strange flush of heat rise within them.
Wei Yang’s gaze swept across her nearly flawless figure before finally settling on that stunningly beautiful face. Even he couldn’t help but feel a jolt of astonishment in his heart.
It was as if the very tip of his heart had shuddered from the impact.
There was no denying it—this woman was breathtakingly beautiful and irresistibly captivating.
From the very first glance, one would be stunned. It was almost impossible to find a single word that could precisely define her beauty.
It was the kind of beauty that was impossible to ignore.
Any normal man would struggle not to be moved.
No wonder she had such a strong reputation!
Now that Wei Yang was witnessing this woman with his own eyes, he finally understood: she truly lived up to the name Medusa. She really was beautiful—undeniably so.
In the desert, many would say that Queen Medusa’s fame for beauty rivaled her terrifying reputation in battle.
This wasn’t mere rumor—it was something confirmed through countless eyes and voices.
Even Wei Yang had to admit, he had been thoroughly stunned.
But—it was just stunned, nothing more.
"So this is the infamous Queen Medusa, whose very name sends chills down the spines of even the nearby empires?"
Xiao Yan, standing to the side, was just as shaken. He exhaled lightly and murmured in his heart.
This woman before him could only be described as enchanting. And yet, beneath that enchantment, there was an undeniable aura of royal nobility and grandeur—charming in a way that was both wild and majestic.
To a man, it stirred that deep, hidden desire to conquer.
But Xiao Yan was self-aware. He wasn’t entertaining any foolish thoughts at the moment.
Seriously—this was the notorious Queen Medusa.
His eyes drifted to the unconscious Yue Mei lying in the sand nearby.
In comparison to the woman before him, the Yue Mei who had earlier struck Xiao Yan as stunning, now seemed to pale just a bit in radiance.
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