Chapter 815: Choosing a Consort!

Hearing Yue Zhong's words, the handsome youth was taken aback.

6 guards beside him immediately stepped forward, barking furiously at Yue Zhong, "Impudent! This is the Young Master of the Rokujo Clan, His Highness Rokujo Bikuma. He is set to be the main King of the Queen. You dare to be disrespectful, do you seek death?"

After they shouted, Rokujo Bikuma's eyes regained their original prideful gaze.

"King?"

Yue Zhong's mouth twitched, before looking at the handsome youth again, a sense of ridicule in his mind.

Yue Zhong tried asking, "Don't tell me you are all about to become the Queen's consorts, are you?"

One of them glared disdainfully at Yue Zhong, "Ignorant fool, I don't understand how such an ugly man like you can actually be here. This is the place where the Queen gathers her consorts. Those that can truly match the Queen only number four. The rest are all her toys. The position of a concubine compared to us toys are very different."

Among the many handsome men in this huge temple, Yue Zhong was truly insignificant in terms of looks. In truth, he might be considered decent among most other ordinary guys, but compared to all these pretty boys, he was lacking in the looks department.

Yue Zhong looked at the number of pretty men here and laughed lightly, "And to think that the saying was that all men are not good. When women are in power, aren't they the same."

Both genders were biological creatures and had similar needs. The Empress Dowager of the Qin Dynasty was a woman of many faces, controlling behind the scenes, her authority absolute. In modern society, rich women would also play around with toyboys, otherwise, there would not be an industry of gigolos as well.

When he thought of that overbearing and charming Luo Qing Qing possessing so many men, Yue Zhong felt pity. Although she was beautiful and had an otherworldly charm to her, she was not his type after all.

The expression of one of the youths turned ugly, his muscles turning taut as he glared at Yue Zhong and stepped forward, "What did you say?! Are you insulting Her Majesty?! Seems like you require a beating, I will teach you the manners of this palace!!"

Yue Zhong shot him a disdainful look, turning around and speaking icily, "Just based on you? Train another few hundred years, sissy!"

The youth trembled with rage when scolded like that. He tapped his foot and charged towards Yue Zhong with an 8-times Speed, his pale fist blasting towards Yue Zhong's head, "Watch my fist!!"

"Wow! Zheng Guan Xi's speed is so fast!"

"Truly astounding! He already has the strength comparable to a warrior! Powerful!"

"Handsome, and strong! Seems like he's going to be a strong contender for the position of King!"

"..."

As the majority of the youths were looking at Zheng Guan Xi, their eyes were filled with a solemn look. Although they were all good-looking, most of them only had the physique that was twice as powerful as ordinary people. As someone with 8-times that, Zheng Guan Xi was already an impressive fighter.

'Too weak!"

Yue Zhong sat on a chair, eyeing Zheng Guan Xi who was rushing towards him and sent a casual slap across his chest.

Peng!

Following a loud sound, Zheng Guan Xi was sent hurtling into the other side of the temple, spitting out a large amount of blood, as he crumpled to the floor.

Seeing this, all the youths had huge changes in their expressions. They could not help but retreat a few steps, eyeing Yue Zhong with fear and trepidation. No one was willing to go help Zheng Guan Xi up.

Zheng Guan Xi was good-looking and had decent fighting capabilities. He was slated to be one of the forerunners for the position of King. Hence, no one was willing to help save him. In fact, if he died, they would be happier.

"The Queen, Her Majesty, arrives!!"

Following a resounding announcement by a female warrior, 16 warriors wrapped in the green Storm Battle Armor came escorting 2 extremely beautiful women into the temple palace.

"We greet Your Majesty!"

All the handsome youths immediately got down on their knees and lowered their heads, their eyes filled with expectation and desire.

Only Yue Zhong continued to sit one side, eyeing everything going on with mild interest.

Under the protection of the 16 Storm Warriors, the 2 absolute beauties sat on 2 imperial thrones.

Yue Zhong gazed towards the 2, noticing one was the charismatic yet arrogant Storm Queen Luo Qing Qing. Her visage was cold yet filled with an attractive charm and confidence. The other person was also a beautiful woman who was decked in white fox hide, her skin fair, her features like something out of a painting. Her figure was petite, and she exuded a graceful and holy charm.

At this time, Luo Qing Qing's shape gaze fell upon Yue Zhong. Her single glance was enough to cause goosebumps on Yue Zhong's skin.

He could sense her confidence and oppressive aura, exceeding even that of his own, "Strong! This woman is a true top expert!"

Yue Zhong had only been an ordinary university student before the apocalypse. After countless battles and struggles, he managed to get to where he was at. The period of time was barely over a year or so, and although he was already starting to possess the bearing of a ruler, it was still nothing compared to Luo Qing Qing who obviously had ruled for more than a dozen years.

The pretty girl beside Luo Qing Qing also eyed Yue Zhong, her eyes filled with a curious gaze.

Luo Qing QIng gazed at Yue Zhong for some time, before asking sharply, "You're the leader of the Vulture Valley, Yue Zhong?"

Yue Zhong responded without arrogance nor subservience, "That's right, Luo Qing Qing! I'm Yue Zhong!"

"Yue Zhong!"

"Who's that?"

"..."

The numerous kneeling men began to wonder in their hearts. They finally understood that this man was different from them.

Seated on her throne, Luo Qing Qing's eyes flashed, and without a sound, she suddenly dashed towards Yue Zhong with a powerful fist.

Since her speed was fast, the booming sound of her speed breaking the sound barrier, combined with the oppressive pressure she was exuding, formed into a powerful intent on blasting Yue Zhong to pieces. Even a peak Type 3 Divine Warrior would be unable to get up and evade.

All around her, other than Rokujo Bikuma, the rest of the handsome men felt an intense pressure crushing them. They found it hard to breathe.

Yue Zhong's pupils narrowed, his right fist enveloped with Dark Dou Qi as it slammed out against the incoming shockwave, dispersing the force.

That single fist broke through Luo Qing Qing's intent, but Yue Zhong was shocked inwardly, "This woman is strong! She is like already half-step into the Type 5 realm, and might be able to break through anytime."

The corners of Luo Qing Qing's mouth curled slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, "Not bad, to be able to receive my fist, you're definitely a Type 4 Divine Warrior. Even if you're not Yue Zhong, you have the capability to stand before me. On account of your strength, you're in line to become my King. Work hard!"

Hearing those words, the many handsome men kneeling began to show expressions of envy and jealousy. These people could fight their whole lives only to attain a toyboy status, whereas Yue Zhong had immediately gained a position to fight for the King's seat. They were naturally envious.

Yue Zhong was taken aback, as he frowned slightly, "Luo Qing Qing, I had no intentions of becoming your King. I'm here this time to discuss purchasing some of the prehistoric techs you have."

Luo Qing Qing was definitely a top beauty with an otherworldly charm, however, Yue Zhong did not want to share her with a hundred other men.

Luo Qing Qing's countenance turned extremely frosty as fury erupted in her eyes, "Are you trying to make a fool out of me? This is the Hundred Herb Temple where the contenders for the King's position stay. You came in here willingly and now you're trying to back out? Deserving of death!!"

Yue Zhong was inwardly shocked as his browed furrowed deeper, a sense of unease rising in his heart, "Willingly become your King?"

"Audacious, you dare to take Her Majesty for a fool!"

At this time, Ying Lan who had been standing quietly by Luo Qing Qing's side, charged out like a storm, thrusting her spear towards Yue Zhong.

Powered by the Storm Armor, Ying Lan broke past her Type 3 Divine Warrior strength, reaching the initial level of Type 4. The mysterious array behind her glowed and dimmed erratically, as a powerful gust of wind blew, giving her the appearance of an enraged killing goddess.

"She is really trying to kill me!"

Yue Zhong could sense the killing intent from Ying Lan, and his caution was pushed to the extreme. Activating his Shadow Steps, his body twisted as he brought his right fist enveloped with Devil Flames to smash towards her chest without any mercy.

Ying Lan was also an experienced fighter. Under such circumstances, she managed to twist slightly, evading the sure-kill, but Yue Zhong's fist managed to land on her body, which sent her shooting into a wall, as she spat out large amounts of blood.

Luo Qing Qing's eyes turned red with fury, as she disappeared from her seat, "Audacious! You dare to injure my people in my Imperial City! I condemn you to death!!"