Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 174 We have to collect them!
The next morning.

After escorting the 'injured' Jiang Shaoxu back to the Huaxia National Government's residence, Wang Feng arrived at the lakeside pavilion where he had arranged to meet Eileen.

On the lake where the morning mist had not yet dissipated, Eileen stood quietly by the railing in a gilded strapless dress.

The rhinestones adorning her skirt shimmered in the morning sun, making her exposed collarbone appear as exquisitely carved as white jade.

A sapphire necklace swayed gently with her breath on her long, swan-like neck.

When she heard footsteps and turned around, her carefully styled long, golden, wavy hair flowed over her shoulders.

The pearl earrings, subtly visible through her hair, swayed gently as she turned her head, tracing an elegant arc in the morning light.

"You've come." Eileen's lips curved slightly, her golden eyes shimmering with a honey-like luster in the sunlight.

"Hmm." Wang Feng's gaze swept over the sapphire necklace around her neck, and he exclaimed sincerely, "You look exceptionally beautiful today."

"Thank you." Eileen lightly tapped the necklace with her fingertip, and as spatial ripples spread, the resources obtained from the treasure hunt appeared neatly on the table.

She took out a crystal container engraved with frost runes and pushed it in front of him: "Returning it to its rightful owner. As for the reward..."

Inside the container, a snow-white dragon egg the size of a basketball floats quietly, with naturally formed ice crystal patterns on the eggshell flowing like a magic circle.

"This is a hybrid frost dragon egg, containing trace amounts of frost dragon blood." She tapped the container lightly with her fingertips, and frost flowers condensed on the glass surface. "Although the bloodline concentration has been diluted to the point of being negligible."

Wang Feng's pupils contracted slightly. Dragons—those are rare races capable of growing to the monarch level!

Even a sub-monarch level dragon, with its innate powerful physique and dragon language magic, is enough to rival the legitimate monarchs of other races.

"I remember, the dragon eggs of your Victoria family aren't something you can just give away casually, are they?" Wang Feng asked.

His thoughts drifted back to a few years ago, after he and Lingling completed that world-class mission and had the privilege of entering the Victoria family's dragon egg vault.

Even now, the memory of those ancient incantations flowing through the void still sends chills down his spine.

Eileen tucked a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear, her golden eyes gleaming with a honey-like luster in the sunlight: "Compared to a whelp who may never reach the rank of monarch in his entire life."

She suddenly leaned forward, the sapphire necklace pendant swaying gently, casting a deep blue shadow in Wang Feng's pupils:

"I would rather invest in a man who can rival an emperor in the future."

……

Wang Feng returned to the National Government headquarters with the precious dragon egg in his arms.

He pondered Eileen's meaningful words the whole way.

"I feel like Zi Lu's words have a hidden meaning," he muttered to himself as he pushed open the gate to the camp.

Surprisingly, the usually bustling hall was completely empty.

The team members were all in their rooms, working on their spoils from the treasure hunt, and had no one to brag to.

Wang Feng curled his lip, kicked open his bedroom door in a huff, and threw the crystal box onto the bed.

"Who should I give this baby to?" He lay back on the bed, staring at the swaying chandelier on the ceiling. "Speaking of which, has Austin ever taken care of a child?"

Just as he was lost in thought, a soft knock sounded on the door.

"Come in, the door's unlocked," he called out lazily, without even opening his eyes.

However, the figure that pushed open the door made him sit up abruptly—the person was wearing brown sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat that covered most of her face, but her familiar figure still gave her away.

"Ye Chang?" Wang Feng frowned. "Weren't you in Athens?"

Because Wang Feng's next step is to help Xin Xia seize the position of Goddess.

Given the existing animosity between Ye Chang and Yi Zhisha, Wang Feng instructed Ye Chang to wait in Athens.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chang suddenly appeared here. "Master, I'm here to give you a gift." Ye Chang took off her sunglasses and hat, pointed to the suitcase that was as tall as a person, and smiled.

"A gift?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow.

As the lid of the box slowly opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a pair of perfectly round, snow-white breasts with a hint of cherry blossom.

Wang Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently—

"Ander?!" He jumped to his feet. "How could she... Wait, where are her clothes?"

Ye Chang blinked innocently: "Last night I was on my way to scout locations when I passed by Goddess Peak, and she just fell naked from the sky like that."

"It seems that Eisendall was found guilty and framed. She is proving her innocence by dying. After all, this kind of thing is not uncommon in Parthenon's history."

Wang Feng fell into deep thought, and the fragments of his memory gradually pieced together—as Yi Zhisha's direct disciple, Ander was the most promising candidate to succeed the goddess after Yi Zhisha's 'fall'.

She has the support of most of the Knights' Hall's forces, and is also backed by the powerful Shadow Forbidden Spell Mage, Eisendall.

But now that Eisendall has just been tried by the Holy Inquisition, Ander has immediately suffered misfortune.
"Yi Zhisha played a brilliant move. Next it should be Asharuya, then Panija, and finally Xinxia, ​​right?"

He suddenly turned to look at Ye Chang: "But why did you bring her here?"

Ye Chang tilted her head and blinked her big eyes: "Master, don't you like this gift?"

Her fingertips traced along Ander's delicate collarbone. "This is a fresh saintess, isn't she?"

Wang Feng's lips twitched slightly. This wasn't a matter of liking or disliking.
It's more about a subtle collecting obsession!
Of the four Saintesses of Parthenon:

Ye Xinxia—is already his woman

Asha'ruya—a close female friend

Ender—is currently lying in the suitcase.
Panija – The Only Missing Piece of the Puzzle

If I don't collect this complete set of 'Saintess Illustrations', I feel like my life isn't quite complete.
Wang Feng rubbed his temples and asked with a hint of helplessness, "Never mind, have you dealt with her yet?"

The Black Church has a set of secret techniques specifically designed to bewitch minds.

Ye Chang chuckled and shook her head: "I just kept her asleep, I didn't even touch a single hair on her head~"

"Then let's just wake him up." Wang Feng waved his hand.

Ye Chang suddenly leaned closer, her red lips almost touching his earlobe: "Master, don't you really want to inspect the goods first?"

She glanced meaningfully at Ander's curvaceous figure in the suitcase.

Wang Feng glanced disdainfully at the unconscious Ander in the box: "I have no interest in dead fish."

The beauties around him, whether plump or slender, were all incredibly alluring.

Why bother with such an unresponsive 'doll'?

"Just wake him up." He casually grabbed a sheet and threw it on Ander, which conveniently covered the glaring lights.

"Yes, Master~" Ye Chang smiled and bowed respectfully.

She took out a jade-colored potion from her waist, pinched open Ander's chin, and slowly poured it in.

As the medicine flowed down his throat, it emitted a faint, firefly-like glow, and pale green veins suddenly appeared on Ander's snow-white neck.

About thirty seconds later, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her eyes slowly opened, reflecting the chandelier on the ceiling.

Is this place hell or heaven?

"No, this is my room!"

(End of this chapter)