After a long wait, a small, exquisitely beautiful young woman dressed in tight cyan clothing emerged from the stairwell.

Though diminutive in stature, the girl possessed an extraordinarily full bosom, heavy, lush, and far more ample than what Shi Yan had seen on most beauties.

Her skin, white as jade, radiated a porcelain-like luster. The moment she appeared, every man on that floor stiffened, their gazes locked onto her.

With a face of pure, transcendent beauty and a petite, exquisite figure, juxtaposed with those dramatically full breasts, the girl radiated potent allure.

Even Shi Yan's eyes brightened, and he stared at her for a few extra moments, silently offering his commendation.

Ye Changfeng, his back to the newcomer, winked and grimaced at Shi Yan, signaling him not to draw the girl's attention and cause unnecessary trouble.

Shi Yan remained silent for a moment, frowned lightly, casually picked up the wine jar, took several long gulps, shook his head, and sighed, "What a shame."

Ye Changfeng paused, leaned closer, and lowered his voice, "A shame about what?"

"Wasting such a fresh, unspoiled piece of cabbage on a scoundrel like you," Shi Yan smirked, snorted coldly, and murmured, "Why is she looking for you?"

"It's nothing..." Ye Changfeng forced a dry laugh.

The girl ascended the stairs, hands planted on her hips, eyes wide and fierce, scanning the room from the tables behind her, scrutinizing every male martial artist who had come to eat.

Young martial artists from various sea regions all wore bright smiles, puffing out their chests to appear heroic and extraordinary under the girl's intense gaze.

The little girl snorted in disdain, her pretty face etched with disgust. Her gaze swept over the crowd, and whenever she confirmed someone was not her target, she instantly turned away.

"Little sister, how about sitting down for a couple of drinks?"

A martial artist with a cultivation of the second heaven of the Hundred Tribulations realm saw the girl approaching and chuckled lewdly, rising to make a move toward her.

"Looking to die..."

Ye Changfeng suddenly whispered under his breath, shaking his head in resignation, seemingly mourning the man's impending fate.

Shi Yan looked bewildered.

Then, he understood the reason for Ye Changfeng's sigh.

The girl, small in frame yet possessing such exaggerated curves, suddenly struck out softly, grabbing the man's arm as he tried to move toward her, and with a swift twist of her waist, flung him.

The Hundred Tribulations martial artist, harboring ill intentions, shot straight out of the window.

Mid-air, the man's entire skeleton suddenly exploded, splashing blood everywhere. Before he could even splash into the pool below, his life was extinguished.

"Boom!"

The girl's small, snow-white hand lightly slapped the tabletop of a nearby table. A surge of violent, surging Qi blasted into the wood.

Instantly, that table shattered into pieces. The splinters, shining brilliantly like cold, sharp swords, pierced the chests of the other three Hundred Tribulations martial artists who had been sporting leering smiles at the same table.

Screams, like those of slaughtered pigs, erupted simultaneously from the three men. They shrieked, blood gushing from their mouths, their eyes gradually dimming.

The cries quickly ceased.

The little girl produced a clean, embroidered handkerchief and meticulously wiped off stray spots of wine from her hand. Disregarding the three new corpses beside her, she moved toward the next table, still scanning intently with wide, unwavering eyes, searching for someone specific.

The entire tavern fell silent.

The previous clamor seemed to have been brutally severed. The numerous gazes that had been filled with lust and mockery now reflected sheer horror and dread.

The tavern became quiet enough to hear a pin drop, and every eye fixed upon the girl.

Shi Yan was no exception.

Four streams of essence energy, not particularly robust, drifted up from the pool below and from the tables ahead, quietly flowing into Shi Yan's body.

It felt as though he had just enjoyed a satisfying meal; Shi Yan felt spiritually uplifted, and the hairs on his body relaxed.

Today, he had killed five Earthly Status realm martial artists and absorbed their essence energy. Coupled with the essence from these four Hundred Tribulations realm martial artists, this haul made him quite content, reinforcing his preference for operating in crowded areas.

The more strangers present, the more likely conflict would erupt, yielding greater benefits for his mysterious Martial Soul.

He suddenly found this place quite appealing.

The little girl stood with wide eyes, moving casually through the suddenly hushed tavern. An air of impatience flickered in her eyes, yet her voice was soft and pleasant: "Ye Changfeng, hurry up and show yourself. Master needs you for something."

Ye Changfeng, sitting across from Shi Yan, continued to bury his head in his food, paying no attention to the girl ten meters behind him, though his expression was somewhat rigid, less composed than he appeared.

"Master said if you don't answer him within half an hour, he'll kill your demonic beast mount," the girl continued her search, issuing a gentle threat. "If you don't reply within an hour, he’ll destroy the Spirit Perishing Array Eye you constructed. If you keep running, he’ll melt the Celestial Fragrance Cauldron..."

Ye Changfeng, still eating, suddenly revealed a wry smile, as if his vital weak spot had been found. He sighed dejectedly, "Senior Sister, just give me the communication spirit stone."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she suddenly smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons—incredibly charming. "That's better. Master is looking out for you. Just reply obediently, tell him you'll return as soon as this matter is settled, and he naturally won't trouble you."

As she spoke, the girl walked up to Shi Yan's table, handed a triangular, silver sound stone to Ye Changfeng, and then unceremoniously shoved Ye Changfeng toward the front of the table before sitting down in his vacated spot. She grabbed an unopened jar of 'Blazing Sun Flame' on the table and took a long, heroic swig.

"Bang!"

She slammed the jar down, looked at Shi Yan curiously, and said earnestly, "That scoundrel Ye Changfeng is trouble. You’d best not associate with him. Whatever he asks of you, you should refuse. Otherwise, you're the one who will end up unlucky."

Shi Yan's expression was strange.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Ye Changfeng coughed repeatedly, his face turning bright red. He glared fiercely at her and spat out, "Lin Yaqi! Can you stop causing me trouble?"

"I'm just speaking the truth," the little girl retorted dismissively, tilting her head back.

"Shi Yan!"

A sharp cry suddenly came from a table ahead. Gu Linglong abruptly stood up, biting her lip hard, her face full of hatred, eyes glaring at him as if ready to fight to the death.

Qu Yanqing looked momentarily stunned, apparently not expecting to run into Shi Yan here either. Her delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed as she seemed to be quietly contemplating something, but she did not stand up alongside Gu Linglong, seemingly restrained by some concern.

Shi Yan frowned, turned his head toward them, poured himself a full cup of wine, raised the cup slightly toward Gu Linglong, and smiled faintly, "I'm very glad to see you here."

"I'm not happy at all!" Gu Linglong's face was crimson with rage. "You despicable, shameless wretch, you actually dare come to Sun Island! Aren't you afraid the people here will eat you alive?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Shi Yan smiled faintly, "Am I not doing just fine?"

Gu Linglong gritted her teeth, about to say more, when the four flattering Earthly Status realm martial artists surrounding her at the table suddenly stood up in unison and walked directly toward Shi Yan's area, their attitudes distinctly hostile.

All four were at the first or second heaven of the Earthly Status realm, handsome in appearance with an extraordinary bearing. They had sensed Gu Linglong's anger and intended to step in to win the beautiful lady's favor.

The lead man, wearing a hair crown and white martial attire, first cupped his fist toward Lin Yaqi before approaching, "What is your acquaintance with this senior brother?"

Lin Yaqi shook her head, "I don't know him."

Ye Changfeng chuckled, lazily leaning back, showing no intention of helping Shi Yan. He waved his hand, "If you want a fight, stay away from me. As long as you don't touch me, I won't get angry."

"Linglong!" Qu Yanqing finally stood up, shot Gu Linglong a glare, and lowered her voice, "Are you intentionally sending them to die?"

"They're chirping like flies; they annoy me. They deserve to die," Gu Linglong said coldly.

Qu Yanqing sighed inwardly, helpless. She called out loudly, "Han Feng, stop making trouble. You are no match for him. Furthermore, the grievances between us and him have nothing to do with you."

The leading youth's face soured upon hearing this. He turned back to look at Qu Yanqing and scoffed, "Miss Qu, are you underestimating us too much?"

"I'm not underestimating you," Qu Yanqing sighed inwardly. "You truly are no match for him. Even if all of you attacked together, it would only lead to death."

At this statement, the numerous martial artists in the tavern looked stunned, their gazes toward Shi Yan filled with surprise. Even Lin Yaqi frowned slightly, looking over at Ye Changfeng beside her and asking, "Xiao Bai, is your friend actually quite formidable?"

Ye Changfeng shook his head and grinned, "I have no idea."

Shi Yan continued drinking his wine, paying no mind to the provocations of the four martial artists behind him. He calmly watched Lin Yaqi and Ye Changfeng in front of him, occasionally glancing toward the outdoor hot spring bath outside the window.

The four martial artists attempting to curry favor with the beauties hesitated behind Shi Yan, their expressions shifting as they weighed whether to rashly attack.

Shi Yan remained relaxed, his attention gradually focusing entirely on the domain field, looking towards one of the mermaid figures.

In a secluded area in the southwest, heavily shrouded in mist, a graceful and beautiful figure moved through the pool water like a mermaid. She occasionally surfaced, her perfectly proportioned body glowing softly beneath the white vapor, making it impossible for anyone to see clearly, yet making their hearts itch with the desire to get closer and see the intoxicating beauty of the body hidden beneath that ethereal light.

In the deep blue water, she occasionally glanced at Shi Yan and sometimes pursed her lips into a smile, seeming to proudly display her splendor.

Beside her, a dozen young martial artists from various forces across the Boundless Sea stared at her, completely mesmerized, their eyes filled with adoration, yet none dared approach to converse.

In many similar taverns around, just like the one Shi Yan occupied, even more young martial artists cast envious glances toward her, their minds stirred by her captivating, soul-stirring figure.

Many whistled appreciatively, wishing they could jump in and chase after her, pulling her down into the deep water.

"Dare you come swim with me?" Suddenly, the beauty extended her snow-white arm. Amidst the scorching gazes of countless young martial artists around her, she pointed across the way at Shi Yan, smiling and boldly challenging him: "Shi Yan, if you have the guts, come down. I permit you to bathe beside me."