novelraw Chapter 2472 - 1115: Procession of Graceful Beauties
Chapter 2472 - 1115: Procession of Graceful Beauties
Wang Helin let out a sigh of relief.
With Lin Baici’s personality, if this king dared to touch these women, he would have started a fight immediately.
This was something Wang Helin didn’t want to see.
His current idea was simple: find an opportunity to leave this Royal Palace as soon as possible.
Kill the king?
That’s a God, don’t even think about it!
Xia Hongyao is Xia Hongmian’s younger sister. Wang Helin felt that the number one person in the Nine Provinces had probably already entered this God’s ruins.
And with Xia Hongmian’s influence, she might even form a team composed of Nine Provinces Dragon Wing, making the odds of success higher.
"Hey!"
The king suddenly grabbed the concubine’s shoulder and pushed her hard down the stairs: "She’s yours!"
Wow!
The crowd gasped.
What was going on?
Was it new rule contamination?
It didn’t look like it!
Then it was simply a reward?
But this concubine should be a God’s ruins species, right?
The concubine rolled twice, hurriedly got up, and then cried out sadly: "My Lord!"
The king ignored her.
"Aren’t you going to thank the king for this favor?"
The Chief Eunuch scolded.
"Thank you for the king’s favor!"
Lin Baici thanked, but he didn’t take it seriously.
Otherwise, could he take this concubine home?
However, a vaguely familiar scene reminded him of some things.
After the start of school last year, in Palm Harbor, Haijing, at the divine ruins, he also received a reward from the king.
He gave him a palace maid.
At that time, Lin Baici was a novice who understood nothing, plus Xia Hongmian’s forces took over the divine ruins, so Lin Baici paid no further attention.
Thinking about it now, maybe the palace maid rewarded to him back then wasn’t killed by the Security Bureau and instead escaped.
Then, connecting the dots, that palace maid couldn’t survive in the Human Kingdom, heard the news of the Qin Palace, and entered here.
Indeed, if all are God’s ruins species, it’s considered the same race, right?
That would explain why the palace maid just now was secretly helping him.
But is it possible?
Though she was rewarded to him, they had no interaction. Why would she help him?
"Keep playing music! Keep dancing!"
The king leaned back on the chair.
Two more concubines came out, one on each side, nestling up to him, feeding him grapes.
The concubine walked down the steps, came to Lin Baici’s side, and made a bow.
"Master!"
Lin Baici didn’t know how to respond, so seeing her bare body, he took off his clothes and draped them over her.
"Be careful not to catch cold!"
Lin Baici casually offered some comfort.
The crowd returned to their respective low tables.
Unlike before, a few unlucky ones had died, and now Lin Baici had a concubine kneeling by his side, attending to him.
The Ten Thousand Victories Banquet continued!
Xia Hongyao kept observing this concubine.
Because there was an additional God Ruins Aboriginal, they couldn’t conspire in secret, or they’d be overheard, which annoyed Xia Hongyao greatly.
Drinking, watching songs and dances, watching juggling shows, watching slave wrestling...
If not for the possibility of rule contamination erupting at any moment and taking their lives, frankly, these performances were quite good.
After all, you could never see these in reality.
Time was passing, and everyone was starting to grow weary, wishing for a cup of coffee to perk them up.
"Hey, when will this end?"
"God Lin, come up with an idea?"
"If only I could use the bathroom as an excuse to leave!"
The crowd murmured, but unfortunately this Royal Palace was too large; otherwise, someone might’ve snuck out by now.
Dong!
A crisp, pleasant bronze bell rang out, echoing melodiously.
Dong!
Dong!
After three chimes, a group of gracefully-postured dancing girls in plain white gauzy robes flowed into the great hall like a stream.
These dancers wore wooden masks painted with strange patterns, resembling symbols of the pre-Qin era used in altar dances for invoking spirits.
Overall, a glance lent an eerie, creepy discomfort.
"A total of 99 dancers!"
Lin Baici searched for the dancer who had helped him before.
But these dancers all had great figures, were roughly the same height, and wore identical clothes and hairstyles, making it hard for Lin Baici to distinguish them.
Dong!
The bell tolled!
Dong!
The dance began!
Ninety-nine dancers partnered in pairs, moving like roaming dragons, displaying classically beautiful steps.
They appeared like noble ladies on a spring outing, or like princesses at a banquet, seeking their future husband...
The beautiful ones took form, and the lovely ones appeared again!
As the dancers twirled, flashes of flesh and wafts of fragrant breezes filled the air, lingering around everyone’s nostrils.
Not just the men, even the women were captivated, gazing at the alluring figures, wanting to lose themselves in this tender embrace.
"God Lin, the king is gone!"
Luckily, there’s Dudek, who remained rational even as others indulged in the spectacle before them.
Upon hearing this, the minor characters and amateurs showed no reaction, but Lin Baici and the powerful ones like Xia Hongyao were startled, coming to their senses, eyes fixed on the throne.
The Dragon Chair was empty, and the king was nowhere to be seen.
"When did he leave?"
Xia Hongyao asked urgently.
"This is trouble!"
San Miyairi’s brow furrowed deeply.
The king’s disappearance most likely signaled the end of the Ten Thousand Victories Banquet, suggesting the performance before them was likely the final rule contamination.
Which meant it was probably the most terrifying.
"Just now!"
Dudek watched the dancers, his expression dark as ink.
"Now what?"
Kim Myungjin looked at Lin Baici, waiting for him to issue orders.
"The king left, so can we run now?"
Hua Yue Yu knew it was unlikely, but what if it worked...
"God Lin, arrange for someone to test it!"
Chestnut medal spoke without being heard, so he wanted Lin Baici to use a scapegoat.
"What if the king just went to the bathroom?"
Yi Jisheng remained the least worried; it couldn’t die, the worst outcome was being stuck here forever.
"A god going to the bathroom?"
Wang Sen rolled his eyes: "Are you joking?"
"We can’t just sit here, waiting for rule contamination to descend, right?"
Chestnut medal didn’t want to wait idly, continuing to urge.
"Everybody, stay vigilant, and if you notice anything unusual, speak up!"
Lin Baici instructed.
These court musicians had exceptional skills; the music they played was extraordinarily moving, and the dancers were equally beautiful. Just watching a few moments, hearts were irresistibly drawn in.
"Brother Lin, Xuyue’s leg has a problem!"
Long Miaomiao suddenly called out.
Swoosh!
Everyone looked over.
"What happened?"
With the king no longer present, Xia Hongyao didn’t adhere strictly to rules, immediately darting to Ai Xuyue’s side.
Long Miaomiao and Ai Xuyue were sharing a table; now Long Miaomiao pulled up Ai Xuyue’s pant leg, revealing an ankle showing a bronze hue, as if dusted with a layer of copper powder.
"What is this?"
Ai Xuyue exclaimed, quickly reaching to wipe it off, but it wouldn’t come off.
"Everyone check if you have it on yourselves?"
Xia Hongyao grabbed the left and right pant legs, pulling them up. Not seeing anything, she exhaled and then rolled up her sleeves.
Two fair, shapely arms were exposed.
Good!
No copper powder either!
But when Xia Hongyao lifted her shirt, she found a thumb-sized copper powder spot to the right of her navel, looking like a birthmark at first glance.
"I have it!"
"Me too!"
"What is this thing? What harm does it do?"
"It seems like it’s spreading?"
Everyone was nervous, visibly anxious, their voices trembling.
"Does this mean that when this copper stain spreads over the entire body, we’ll turn into bronze people?"
Xia Hongyao suddenly spoke up.
Swoosh!
Everyone looked at her.
"No... isn’t that right?"
Xia Hongyao scratched her head: "Wasn’t human sacrifice common in pre-Qin times?"
"Nobles without slaves still needed to make some human figurines!"
Gu Qingqiu and San Miyairi hadn’t thought of this, but Xia Hongyao’s reminder made them realize.
"I get it!"
A flash of insight hit Xia Hongyao: "Once this performance ends, we’ll turn into human figurines, so to survive, we must find the purifying key before the performance ends."