Many children, many blessings; my family helped me win over the ultimate fairy.

"presumptuous!"

A sharp rebuke, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, resounded on the silent debating platform.

Suddenly, Yan Ling'er, the goddess of the Flame God Cult, stood up.

Her beautiful face was filled with anger as she pointed at Jiang Yuan, trembling with rage.

"Jiang Yuan! You...you've gone too far!"

"We are all the chosen ones of our respective powers, the future Holy Lords and God Lords, and yet you...you dare to look down on us like this?!"

"You are humiliating us! You are humiliating all the forces behind us!"

Yan Ling'er's words immediately resonated with many of the proud young women of heaven.

Especially the group that Jiang Yuan pointed out.

Among them are forces like the Flame God Cult behind Yan Ling'er, which possess quasi-emperors.

Although they came with the intention of a political marriage,

But deep down, he still retains his pride.

Jiang Yuan's words just now clearly showed that he looked down on them!

"Exactly! That's outrageous!"

"We cultivate the Tao to pursue the supreme Dao; how can we become subservient to others?"

"So what if he's a prince of the Jiang family? He shouldn't be humiliated like this!"

Immediately, public sentiment was aroused, and many proud and arrogant young women stood up to criticize Jiang Yuan.

However, Jiang Yuan faced this outcry that nearly overturned the debate platform.

Instead of panicking, a playful smile appeared on his face.

This is exactly the effect he was waiting for.

How can you willingly lie down if your pride isn't shattered?

"humiliation?"

Jiang Yuan chuckled softly, his voice not loud, but it drowned out all the noise.

He descended step by step from the throne and came to the edge of the debating platform.

Looking down at the group of stunningly beautiful women filled with righteous indignation below.

"Gentlemen, I think you've misunderstood something."

"I, Jiang Yuan, never force anyone."

"My path is creation, propagation, allowing life to continue in a more perfect form, and making the whole world more wonderful because of my existence."

"This is the supreme path!"

"You may cultivate the Way of Fire or the Great Way of Spacetime, but to say you're cultivating the Great Way of Creation with me, the Imperial Son, is an insult?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over each person.

That look in his eyes carried a detached indifference that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

"This is not an insult."

"This is... the supreme glory bestowed upon you by this imperial prince!"

"It is I, Jiang Yuan, who am giving you and the forces behind you a chance to rise to the top and pursue a higher realm!"

"I've given you this opportunity; you can take it or not."

"I don't care."

"but……"

He abruptly changed the subject, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Don't regret it if you miss it."

Jiang Yuan's words, though unpleasant to hear,

But it can also be seen as giving some privileged young women a way out.

Cultivating the Ancient Great Dao is also a Dao, as is cultivating the Great Dao of Flames.

Why can't I cultivate the Great Dao of Creation with the Emperor's son?

Even if only a tiny bit leaked between the Emperor's fingers, allowing them to eat it, and their families to eat it as well,

It's all an incredible opportunity!

Just like the mother and daughter behind him, and the boundary of the forest behind them.

Because of Jiang Yuan's support

Originally possessing only Daoist bodies, they were transformed into the Creation Azure Lotus Holy Body under the watchful eyes of the public, ranking fourth on the list of prodigies.

The Forest Realm, which was originally considered one of the worst in the small worlds, suddenly became a middle-thousand world.

With the Jiang family's support, the Forest Realm could very well become a top-tier Middle Thousand World within a century!

It is in no way inferior to anything in the vast world.

They pushed themselves to the extreme.

Can you do that?

Obviously not!

At this moment, many exceptionally beautiful women were tempted.

Yan Ling'er's face turned pale and then red, and she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

Hu Mei of the Holy Demon Sect, her alluring eyes gleamed with an unprecedented brilliance.

This man... is too domineering!

But... she's just too charming!

Princess Ji Yue of the Dayan Divine Dynasty lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

But her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her inner turmoil.

Meanwhile, Qin Mengyao, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, gave Jiang Yuan a deep look.

A glint of decisiveness appeared in those clear eyes.

She knew she had to make a choice.

Just then, an untimely voice, filled with humiliation and resentment, rang out from the corner.

"What you said... is all true? As long as... as long as I can become your Daoist partner, can I really... achieve a sacred body?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Phoenix Goddess Feng Ling'er biting her lip tightly, staring at Jiang Yuan with a deathly pale face.

Her voice was trembling.

She didn't want to speak.

But the Phoenix Clan Ancestor repeatedly transmitted his voice...

He ordered her time and time again.

Even if it means losing face, we must beg for Jiang Yuan's forgiveness, the Emperor Jiang's son!

At this moment, Feng Ling'er realized that the Old Ancestor Feng intended to use her, to use her dignity, to beg for a spot in the Holy Body!

For the sake of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Ling'er decided to lower her proud head.

She went to beg this mortal emperor prince whom she originally looked down upon!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan turned his head to look at her, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"Of course it's true."

A flame of hope instantly ignited in Feng Ling'er's eyes.

"but……"

"You can't do it."

"Why?!"

Feng Ling'er screamed, her voice distorted.

Jiang Yuan's smile gradually faded.

Instead, there was a bone-chilling cold.

"Because, this imperial prince... looks down on you."

"Didn't you say before that I wasn't good enough for you?"

"Now, I, the Crown Prince, return these words to you verbatim."

"You're not even qualified to carry my Qingxue's shoes."

"Get lost."

"The gates of the Jiang family do not welcome those who are blind to talent."

Jiang Yuan's voice was like ancient, frozen ice.

In an instant, it completely froze Feng Ling'er's heart, which had just begun to ignite hope.

"Oh, by the way, if I find out that your Phoenix Clan is bullying Qingxue's family, I wouldn't mind sending my ancestors to take a stroll through your Phoenix Clan."

"Remember this well; these are the words of the Jiang family's imperial prince, whom you look down upon."

puff!

Feng Ling'er could no longer bear this immense humiliation and blow.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he fainted.