"Your Majesty is too polite. It was nothing at all, just a lift of the hand. I won't trouble you further!" Ian Song waved his hand as he spoke.
"Big brother, please don't go, okay?"
Just then, Yinyin slipped out of the Phoenix Infant Queen's embrace, ran over to Ian Song, and tugged his hand, pleading.
"It's obvious Yinyin likes you very much. Mr. Song, why not stay for a few days?" the Queen added.
"Big brother, Yinyin hasn't even thanked you yet!"
Yinyin pleaded again.
Ian Song looked toward Redmoon God-King.
She nodded at him.
So Ian Song turned to the Phoenix Infant Queen and said, "Your Majesty, then I'll take you up on your hospitality!"
"Please, Mr. Song!"
The grand formation split open a passage, and with the Phoenix Infant clan members leading the way, Ian Song successfully entered their territory.
The Phoenix Infant Clan, one of the top ten races of the God Realm, was a matriarchal species—females held greater power and thus ruled the clan.
To welcome Ian Song and Redmoon God-King, the Phoenix Infant Clan showed unusual enthusiasm, arranging a lavish banquet. Throughout the feast, Yinyin refused to leave Ian's side, clinging to him with obvious affection.
After the banquet ended—
Yinyin was led away by the maids, while Ian Song and Redmoon God-King were settled in a luxuriously appointed tree-house.
That's right—the Phoenix Infant Clan all lived in tree-houses. Only the Queen had a symbolic palace.
As soon as he entered the tree-house, Ian Song quickly set up prohibitions and formations, ensuring no one could spy on their situation.
"Sis, do you feel like there's something off about these Phoenix Infant Clan people?"
Ian Song asked.
"Definitely," she replied.
Redmoon God-King nodded. "From what I know, the ten strongest races have never liked us Godborn. Even if you saved their little princess, they shouldn't be acting this warm."
"Exactly!"
Ian Song nodded. "I read an ancient record once. Back in primordial times, the God Realm was ruled by the ten strongest races, and the Godborn could only serve as lowly slaves. Later, the Godborn rose up and defeated the ten races, forcing them to retreat into small corners. Even then, the Godborn never let up—they kept targeting and suppressing them!"
Redmoon God-King frowned. "So, the Phoenix Infant Clan must be scheming something!"
Ian's expression turned cold. "They'd better know their place, or I'll show them what it means to be put in their place!"
As soon as Ian arrived at the Phoenix Infant Clan's territory, he swept the entire domain with his powerful divine sense and found no sign of a God Emperor.
Although his strength might still be a bit short of a God Emperor, his soul was definitely stronger than an ordinary God Emperor, so detecting one wouldn't be a problem.
So, as long as there was no God Emperor, they couldn't threaten him. Naturally, he wasn't afraid at all.
"Still, it's best to be careful!"
Redmoon God-King reminded him.
"Mm!"
Ian nodded, then walked over to Redmoon God-King and pulled her straight into his arms. "Sis, we've had Yinyin the little light bulb hanging around for months. Now that she's gone, shouldn't we...?"
"You naughty boy, always up to no good!" Redmoon God-King tapped Ian's forehead with a slender finger.
"Heh heh!"
Ian grinned mischievously and planted a heavy kiss on those cherry lips he'd been craving for ages.
Redmoon God-King didn't resist at all. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Ian's neck, their tongues entwined, swapping breath and taste as their passion built.
Soon, Ian wasn't satisfied with just kissing. His hands started wandering all over Redmoon God-King's body.
She couldn't help but let out a series of soft, enticing moans.
The next moment, Ian scooped Redmoon God-King up and strode straight to the tree-bed.
Just as Ian had stripped Redmoon God-King bare and was about to climb on top, he suddenly sensed his formation under attack.