In truth, once they got a clear look at Egg, Murong Xun, Murong Wan, and Ya Fei were completely stunned.
With their experience, they could tell at a glance that Egg's origins were far from ordinary. Their first thought was that she came from the Demon Spirit World—after all, that gloomy aura was very similar. But soon, they dismissed that idea. Egg's aura was only that of a second-stage Martial Lord, yet just moments ago, even Ya Fei and Murong Wan hadn't stood a chance against her. A Spirit from the Demon Spirit World couldn't possibly be that strong.
In the end, they concluded that Egg was most likely a Spirit from the Asura Spirit World.
But they never could have imagined that such a breathtakingly beautiful Spirit existed in this world. Not only did Murong Wan look dull by comparison, but even Ya Fei was currently outshined. They couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at Egg's beauty.
As for Murong Xun, his expression shifted subtly. Though he hid it well, Chu Feng could tell that the guy's gaze was already starting to wander impolitely beneath Egg's feathered skirt, towards her fair, straight legs, and drifting between her stunning face, her exquisite figure, and her proud bosom.
Any fool could see what Murong Xun was planning. Sure enough, just as Chu Feng had said, this fellow was a lecher obsessed with beauty.
But beyond those lecherous eyes, Chu Feng sensed two other things: deep-seated jealousy and anger. These emotions weren't directed at Egg, but at him. Clearly, Murong Xun was unhappy that Chu Feng had managed to form a contract with such a Spirit.
"No wonder you're so arrogant, daring to openly oppose my Immortal Execution Archipelago. So you've formed a contract with a Spirit from the Asura Spirit World," Murong Xun said, his voice thick with jealousy. He glanced at Egg again. "What a pity, miss. You've chosen the wrong person. This heartless fellow isn't worthy of being your master."
"Who this Queen chooses as her master is my business. You have no right to judge," Egg retorted, her tone dripping with disdain. "You think he's not qualified, but are you? Don't flatter yourself. You're not even fit to carry my shoes, let alone be mentioned in the same breath as my master."
"You..." Murong Xun's face twisted at her words.
"You, what, you?" Egg scoffed. "Just because your cultivation is a bit higher right now doesn't make you special. You're over thirty and only a Martial Lord—do you really think that's something to be proud of?"
"You're just a frog in a well, trying to find a sense of superiority here. But let me tell you, there's always someone stronger out there. Don't think you're tough just because you're decent in this place. Somewhere in this world, there are countless people far younger than you who could spit you to death."
Her words were sharp, not only showcasing her contempt for Murong Xun but also insulting and belittling him to the core.
As the young master of the Immortal Execution Archipelago, hailed as the top genius of the Eastern Sea Region, Murong Xun was now being humiliated like this in front of his fiancée and his own sister. Even with all his restraint, his emotions began to spiral out of control.
"Hahaha..." Murong Xun laughed, though it was the laughter of extreme anger. Then he said, his voice cold and displeased: "The master is arrogant, so the servant is even more presumptuous. Following your logic, I, Murong Xun, am just a waste? Hmph, I'm not boasting, but I can tell you clearly—even in the Martial God Continent, with my talent, I would still become a figure of legend."
"The Martial God Continent? That's the only thing you know about, isn't it?"
"I told you you were a frog in a well, but you wouldn't believe me."