After listening to Wu Ling'Er's story, Han Xing nodded and stopped asking more questions.

Under her guidance,

the five people sped through the sky.

Occasionally, long slender vines could be seen rising from the ground.

On the tips of these vines hung deep, dark eyeballs.

These vines seemed to be the Witch Race's defensive forces, specifically used to monitor outsiders like Han Xing.

Moreover, after the eyeballs on the vines locked onto the group,

plant cannons covered with vines adjusted their barrels underground in the forests or plains, simultaneously aiming at the group.

These plant cannons seemed to contain extremely strong destructive power.

Even Han Xing couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end when those barrels locked onto him!

However, these plant cannons seemed to recognize Wu Ling'Er's identity and did not take any offensive action.

The group passed through without danger.

The journey ahead was unobstructed.

In just two or three minutes, Wu Ling'Er led them across a thousand kilometers, heading straight to the center city of this giant Sky Island.

Then, as they approached the bustling main city, Wu Ling'Er guided everyone to slowly descend onto a nearby road.

Here seemed to be a major thoroughfare of the main city.

The defenses were very strict.

Han Xing saw.

At the intersection, many well-equipped Witch Race soldiers were guarding.

There was a faint blue secret pattern on their faces, which seemed to be a mark of their Witch Race.

Upon seeing Wu Ling'Er return,

these Witch Race soldiers froze for a moment.

A moment later, a Witch Race soldier in silver armor had his pupils shrink suddenly and exclaimed.

"Quickly go and tell the priest, the Saintess has returned!"

At this moment, all the Witch Race soldiers were taken aback.

They all looked at Wu Ling'Er with surprise and reverence.

However, they knelt in unison.

"Welcome back, Saintess!"

The Witch Race soldiers shouted in unison.

The commotion here seemed to have attracted the attention of the Witch Race citizens inside the city.

They all looked over with surprise, looking at Wu Ling'Er.

As the Witch Race Saintess, Wu Ling'Er was highly revered and had a huge following within the Witch Race.

This kind of scene was not unfamiliar to Wu Ling'Er, who calmly nodded.

Then, she led Han Xing and the others straight towards the city.

Under the gaze of a group of Witch Race soldiers, Wu Ling'Er quickly led them into the Witch Race Main City.

On the streets,

there were various shops and stores with fantasy-like decor on both sides.

Signs like 'Beast Noodle House,' 'God of Food Canteen,' and 'Crui Medicine Shop' hung above.

Although Han Xing and the others couldn't understand Witch Race text,

with the system's assistance, they could still instantly translate the words above.

Apart from these shops,

on the streets, various Witch Race men and women in different outfits moved back and forth.

There were also many small vendors by the road, riding land birds and peddling along the street.

The five of them looked around curiously at this prosperous city like country bumpkins visiting a city for the first time.

Compared to the first-tier cities of Blue Star,

the prosperity of the Witch Race Main City was a completely different style.

There was no crowded traffic here; the main transportation equipment for goods was in the air.

Leaving the ground for the Witch Race living here.

This place was full of the breath of life.

Han Xing and the others looked curiously at everything around.

Of course, those Witch Race people were also curiously looking at Han Xing and the others.

Especially Su Xiaoyang and Zhang Lianmeng behind Han Xing, who attracted countless gazes from the Witch Race.

Many Witch Race men were watching mesmerized.

Compared to the generally shorter height and light brown skin of Witch Race women,

Su Xiaoyang and Zhang Lianmeng almost seemed like fairies descending to earth!

Although the aesthetic standards between different races might vary,

everyone's feeling towards beautiful things is the same.

Just like a northerner seeing fine millet for the first time in the south.

The Witch Race people were directly captivated by the beauty of Su Xiaoyang and Zhang Lianmeng.

It could be said that if Wu Ling'Er wasn't leading the group in front,

who knows how many Witch Race people would have swarmed over due to the beauty of the two women.

At this moment, Wu Ling'Er seemed to notice the abnormal behavior of her clansmen as well.

She looked at Zhang Lianmeng and Su Xiaoyang, and then at Han Xing, as if realizing something.

Wu Ling'Er's mouth curled into a slight, barely noticeable smile, and then she said softly,

"Your two wives are truly of national beauty and celestial appearance, making my clansmen fall head over heels."

Han Xing paused for a moment upon hearing this.

Behind him, Zhang Lianmeng and Su Xiaoyang also heard this.

Both women's faces turned crimson with embarrassment, and they lowered their heads.

However, they didn't refute it.

Han Xing hurriedly explained: "Uh, it's not what you think."

"We..."

But Wu Ling'Er interrupted with a soft laugh: "There's no need to deliberately explain."

"In this world, this is a normal situation."

"And this is also one of the privileges of the strong."

Han Xing opened his mouth, realizing it was futile to explain to this woman, so he simply stopped talking.

They didn't walk much further.

Wu Ling'Er led everyone to a magnificent building, towering over a hundred meters high.

At this moment, she spoke softly.

"Dear friends of the Human Race, this is our finest inn of the Witch Race, the Wind Inn. Please take a moment to rest here."

"Once I've handled my clan affairs, I will take you to receive your corresponding reward."

Han Xing's eyes lit up.

Part of the reason he agreed to escort Wu Ling'Er to the Witch Race Territory.

Was due to the reward Wu Ling'Er promised.

That Ancient Weapon, the Demon Elephant War Chariot blueprint, was something he was truly interested in!

Wu Ling'Er instructed the reception staff at the door with a couple of words.

Moments later, two petite Witch Race maids with slightly full waists elegantly approached and said.

"Honored guests, the Saintess has instructed us to take you to the best guest rooms."

"Please follow us."

Under the expectant gaze of everyone.

The two Witch Race maids chuckled lightly, then turned to lead the way.

To speak of it, the Witch Race people seem to be rather short.

Most are between 1.4 to 1.6 meters tall.

It's rare for heights to surpass 1.7 meters.

Especially the Witch Race women, they appear dainty and charming.

At this moment, the two Witch Race maids walked gracefully ahead, their hips subtly swaying, with their fitted cheongsam gowns accentuating their rounded outlines.

Moreover, they occasionally looked back at Han Xing and the others, with seductive smiles on their faces.

Shen Yun asked puzzledly, "Why do these two women keep looking at us?"

"Is there something on our faces?"

Han Xing and Cheng Jianyong shot him a glance.

Compared to them.

Shen Yun, who had been single for over twenty years, seemed somewhat clueless.

These two women, whether instructed by Wu Ling'Er or for other reasons, kept emitting a special signal to everyone.

Moments later, under their guidance, Han Xing and the others entered a peculiar wooden box.

This appeared to be the building's lifting device, similar to Blue Star's elevators.

Afterwards, everyone took the elevator and reached the mark of the 23rd floor.

Exiting the lifting device, the two Witch Race maids softly said, "Honored guests, this is the finest room in our Wind Inn."

"It's usually used only for guests with high status, seldom opened."

"Recently, no other guests have arrived."

"In other words, this entire floor is at your disposal."

Everyone was taken aback; they hadn't expected Wu Ling'Er's arrangement.

Would give them free rein over an entire floor.

Such treatment was quite impressive.

At this moment, the two Witch Race maids chuckled lightly, "Honored guests, if there's nothing else, we'll take our leave."

"If you need anything, you can summon us at any time."

"The Saintess said to fulfill your requests as much as possible."

Saying this, the two maids cast a seductive glance at the three male guests, Han Xing included.

Then chuckled lightly, "Including some special requests we can also satisfy…"

At that moment, even the usually clueless Shen Yun understood their implication.

The three showed peculiar expressions.

Meanwhile, Zhang Lianmeng and Su Xiaoyang suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

They glared reproachfully at the two Witch Race maids.

Then, each of the two girls grasped one of Han Xing's hands.

In Han Xing's surprised gaze, they pulled him into the room together with Zhang Lianmeng and Su Xiaoyang...

Leaving Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun staring at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, the two Witch Race maids smiled seeing this.

Then, they looked at the two men and asked, "So, dear guests, would you require any special services?"

Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun, two young men in their twenties, had never encountered such a situation.

They quickly waved their hands, "No, no need!"

"You're busy, you're busy..."

"If so, alright then, we'll take our leave."

Amid the girls' giggling.

Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun fled, finding any room to enter.

At this moment, Han Xing entered the room.

Also quite bewildered.

His hands were still enveloped by the two girls, he could feel the soft texture from both sides.

Compared to Zhang Lianmeng's softness and fullness, Su Xiaoyang appeared more slender and tall.

His nose occasionally caught traces of two distinct fragrances.

Han Xing glanced at the two girls.

The next moment.

Zhang Lianmeng and Su Xiaoyang realized their actions seemed excessively intimate.

Zhang Lianmeng was fine; after all, she had been with Han Xing for quite some time.

Sometimes, Zhang Lianmeng was even more proactive than Han Xing.

But that was in situations where they were alone.

Now, they had a third person, Su Xiaoyang, among them.

They were essentially three people in one room!

Considering they were in an inn.

Suddenly, both girls' faces flushed even more with embarrassment.

Su Xiaoyang felt even more so, at this moment ashamed enough to want to dash out.

In this awkward atmosphere.

Han Xing suddenly spoke up, "Oh, this is actually a suite."

Upon hearing this, the two girls also looked around the room in bewilderment.

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