Chapter 383: A Game of Third-Stages and Beauty

Clearing the field, the atmosphere suddenly turned eerily strange.

Even Huang Yuanhao, who had always been so modest as to never look up, now stared at Tang Hai in astonishment.

To be honest, everything here had already shattered this junior officer’s understanding—but when Tang Hai mentioned Third-Stage, he felt the world had gone absolutely mad.

Third-Stage Awakeners reduced to playthings? Just how crazy could the Canglang Safe Zone have become!?

Sure, the Huaxia Battle Zone boasts thousands of Third-Stage cultivators—maybe over the years, if you include private factions, their numbers could exceed ten thousand.

Yet in such enormous numbers, every Third-Stage stands as a revered top-tier powerhouse—a figure every survivor envies!

Take Xiao Hai for example. Even the most ordinary Third-Stage when placed in a small settlement becomes a district leader! Would such might ever be content to play the fool? It’s simply inconceivable.

In any gathering, a Third-Stage can overshadow the heavens.

Meanwhile, after stifling his own surprise, Yenir couldn’t help but glance at Tang Hai:

“Uncle Tang, it’s hard to believe a Third-Stage Awakener would ever do something like this. At that level, even if their strength isn’t top-notch, they wouldn’t submit to anyone, right?”

“Or is it that you forced a Third-Stage into existence again?”

It was no wonder that even Yenir was taken aback.

Any Third-Stage Awakener willing to join a faction is treated with extreme caution. Force-creating one would require extraordinary talent.

Moreover, judging by the situation, the Blood Nightingale Tang Hai brought over must be stunning—otherwise, there’d be no need for her to be summoned.

Female Third-Stages are rare to begin with, and truly beautiful ones even rarer. Even if they never fought, their physiques could be as formidable as wild beasts.

Take the few female Third-Stage warriors Yenir remembered; they were practically tomboys, hardly any different from the men.

Furthermore, once a Third-Stage is reached, an Awakener seeking progeny usually looks for a partner with equal strength. The more balanced the match, the higher the next generation’s potential.

For all these reasons, a Third-Stage of the opposite sex with decent looks becomes a prize that every powerhouse would chase after relentlessly.

Seeing Yenir and the others react so, Tang Hai grinned smugly and said:

“Young Yenir, don’t doubt it. A Third-Stage is a Third-Stage—and she’s breathtakingly beautiful, perfectly to your taste!”

“Not only that, Miss Blood Nightingale isn’t some forced dud; she’s a genuine Third-Stage Awakener! Her strength might even rival yours!”

“And her aura, her looks—I’d wager that across the Huaxia Battle Zone, she’s in a league of her own!”

With an exaggerated expression, Tang Hai’s eyes betrayed a hint of reluctance.

“I can tell you this: even the commander of the Bloodshadow Legion—a peak Third-Stage powerhouse—once fell for Miss Blood Nightingale! That title even came from Master Yinglong!”

“You have no idea how many peers in the Safe Zones would die to get a taste of her charm!”

The more Tang Hai spoke, the more Yenir’s curiosity grew.

Before Yenir could ask another question, Tang Hai shifted his tone and sighed:

“Of course, a beauty like her can’t be captured with a mere flick of your finger like the others.”

“In fact, not one person has managed to win her over so far. Even Yinglong, the former Bloodshadow Legion commander, couldn’t do it…”

“Miss Blood Nightingale is only staying with us temporarily—I just invited her over.”

A pained expression flashed over Tang Hai’s face as he spoke.

“I did everything I could this time. If it fails, there’s nothing more I can do.”

“Just wait and see. If you manage to win her over, you’ll be on top of the world!”

“With a Third-Stage physique, what more could you ask for?”

A moment of murmured sighs filled the air.

After that, Tang Hai fell silent. In truth, when he first saw Blood Nightingale, his heart nearly stopped. He’d seen many exquisite beauties before, but one with invincible aura and top-tier Third-Stage strength made him want to risk everything!

Yet spending 30,000 trade points only to share a drink—her elusive allure made him cautious of upsetting her.

He knew that Third-Stages in every Safe Zone shared the same mindset—they wouldn’t dare resort to brute force. With such a rare beauty, they preferred using charm to win her over.

If you could pull that off, you’d be boasting for years!

Just the thought of winning her over sent shivers of excitement through his whole body.

Noticing Yenir’s silence, as if stunned by the scene, Tang Hai’s smug satisfaction grew.

Of course, he didn’t really believe Yenir would succeed—but if such a prize was offered, even Yenir wouldn’t complain. If he were dissatisfied, something would be amiss!

While waiting, Yenir, still in awe, found his thoughts shifting in unexpected ways.

Listening to Tang Hai’s account, he couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

Especially since Tang Hai mentioned that Miss Blood Nightingale had even been pursued by Yinglong, sparking a unique interest in him.

Yet for some reason, whenever he heard the name ‘Blood Nightingale,’ something just didn’t sit right.

About ten minutes later, as Yenir mulled over his next move, a soft yet powerful aura emanated from outside the royal hall.

Unlike the previous light chatter, this aura clearly belonged to a Third-Stage, laced with a hint of a lethal intent.

As the grand door swung open, every eye in the room instinctively turned toward it.

Several Awakeners respectfully pushed the door aside, revealing a stunning Third-Stage woman clad in blood-colored armor. With her head held high, she strode calmly forward.

Her cold, haughty expression combined with her perfect curves made her resemble a striking blood-red rose on the battlefield, momentarily mesmerizing everyone.

Her vivid red lips, flawless proportions, and icy aura captivated all eyes.

Even Tang Hai, who’d seen his fair share of beauties, found himself breathing rapidly, utterly enchanted by Blood Nightingale.

“She’s exquisite! Those beautiful legs could drive anyone wild; that icy aura makes you want to have her all to yourself!”

Her haughty demeanor and enticing figure stirred such intense desire that even the lowliest soldier felt like a mere pawn, gazing at a battlefield Valkyrie—wishing to toy with her while feeling utterly unworthy.

Such a stark contrast made one desperate to shatter the air of nobility.

“Young Yenir, someone’s arrived.”

“Be sure not to take liberties with the beauty—the rest depends on your abilities. But be mentally prepared: if you manage to keep Miss Blood Nightingale around for a while, you’ll be unstoppable.”

Swallowing hard, Tang Hai took a deep breath, determined not to show too much awkwardness.

Yet his unblinking gaze fixed on Blood Nightingale betrayed just how deeply he admired her.

On the throne, Yenir seemed momentarily frozen, his heart pounding.

Staring at the ‘Mature Beauty’ before him, his expression shifted rapidly as flashes of memories raced through his mind.

Those legs, that face, that chest!? And that outfit!?

Her subtly disguised allure carried an almost fey quality—one he was disturbingly familiar with!

Isn’t she none other than that lunatic from the Blood Wolf Leader of the Farming Team!?