Chapter 1127: Chapter 1029: You Are My Maidservants!

Yang Tian and Wu Zetian entered the island and began to walk towards the valley.

Along the way, they could hear shouting sounds arising repeatedly.

Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe and saw a group of butterfly maidens practicing martial arts. Their training method was very strange, not standing together uniformly, but confronting each other.

And they would not stop until they put the opponent to death.

Yang Tian glanced at them, shook his head, and said, "This Butterfly Race is somewhat an evil Demon Race. Master, we need to understand their cultivation methods, familiarize ourselves with their Demon Technique, and find a way to eradicate these demon races!"

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly rang out: "Someone, capture her immediately!"

Yang Tian and Wu Zetian both frowned, thinking they had been discovered.

But quickly, a panicked shout rang out: "Don’t kill me, I haven’t mutated..."

"Haven’t mutated? Then what’s on your body? It’s all red spots, which occur when the Butterfly Race enters the Human Realm, stimulated by True Qi from the Human Realm, thus generating disease spots. It won’t be long before you’re infected, leading to madness. At that time, your strength will significantly increase but you will lose consciousness, posing a fatal threat to us!"

A cold voice rang out.

Yang Tian frowned, hearing it clearly. The voice should belong to that twenty-five-year-old Female Butterfly Demon.

But what exactly was she referring to with red spots?

Just then, a terrified scream rang out, and they saw a little Loli, about seven years old, running towards them in fear.

"Capture her immediately, don’t let her get away. Otherwise, after she mutates, she’ll return to wash us in blood!"

A cold shout rang out.

Soon, Yang Tian sensed strong Demon Breath chasing after them.

The little Loli, with a panicked expression, ran towards Yang Tian while looking back fearfully. But when she saw Yang Tian and Wu Zetian, her face changed: "You..."

"Yang Tian..."

Wu Zetian looked at Yang Tian.

Yang Tian waved his hand, indicating for Wu Zetian not to take action.

He used his Divine Sense to probe the little Loli and saw that indeed there were patches of red spots like butterfly knots on her fair skin.

He shook his head: "It seems you are a pitiful anomaly."

The little Loli peeked at Yang Tian in panic and then ran towards the other side.

But with a wave of Yang Tian’s hand, a Spiritual Breath swept towards the little Loli, swiftly enveloping her and pulling her into Yang Tian’s Weed Ring.

Soon, everything calmed down.

At this moment, another shout rang out, and those Butterfly Race maidens had caught up. Seeing Yang Tian and Wu Zetian standing there, they scolded, "Which faction are you from? What are you doing here? Have you seen a little girl?"

"We came running from the eastern island."

Yang Tian knew that on the sea, there were five islands. Each island had a valley where a large group of the Butterfly Race lived in the halls.

Apparently, there are differences among their factions.

"Are you from the Purple Butterfly?"

The maidens frowned.

They were puzzled as to why people from the Purple Butterfly would come here.

After all, among the five major islands, factions can’t enter each other’s forbidden areas.

"Such audacity, you think you can enter the Blue Butterfly’s territory!"

A cold shout arose then.

That woman, about twenty-five, landed in front of Yang Tian, using her powerful Demon Sense to explore Yang Tian, frowning as if discovering something, but upon closer inspection, she found everything normal about Yang Tian.

"We got kicked out because our training didn’t meet the standards."

Yang Tian randomly fabricated a reason.

He originally thought these people from the Butterfly Race would be suspicious, but instead, joyful laughter burst forth. The maidens laughed, "Unexpectedly, even people from the Purple Butterfly can fail to meet the standards. They have always been arrogant and never expected they would kick out their own people."

"Were you driven out by Zihu Yan?"

The woman looked at Yang Tian and Wu Zetian with interest.

Yang Tian nodded: "Indeed, it was Zihu Yan who expelled us. We hope you can take us in."

The maidens, hearing this, laughed excitedly.

After all, they were from the Blue Butterfly faction, and accepting people from the Purple Butterfly faction brought a sense of accomplishment, especially against the usually solitary Purple Butterflies!

"What are your names?"

The woman’s lips curled up in a smile of triumph.

"My name is Zihu Tian, and she is Zihu Wu."

Yang Tian promptly said.

He discovered that within these Butterfly Race factions, names typically started with their faction’s name—members of the Purple Butterfly were generally called Zihu something, while those from the Blue Butterfly faction were called Lanhu something.

"Zihu Tian, Zihu Wu? Alright, Lan Humei, take them back, everyone else follow me to track down Lan Huling!"

With an order, the woman led a group of people into the depths of the woods.

They were probably pursuing that little girl.

Only a sixteen-year-old maiden remained; she must be Lan Humei.

She looked at Yang Tian and Wu Zetian with pride and said arrogantly, "Follow me, our Blue Butterfly Palace is even stricter than the Purple Butterfly. Don’t roam around, from now on, you are my maidservants, any objections?"

Yang Tian and Wu Zetian exchanged a glance and said, "No objections."

"Then follow me, as long as you serve me well, I will take good care of you."

Lan Humei stated arrogantly.

"Yes, we will definitely serve you with all our hearts."

Yang Tian quickly replied.

"Hehe..." Lan Humei let out a melodious laugh, her body swaying, and her developing chest shaking, causing Yang Tian to be both shocked and breathless.

Beside him, Wu Zetian leaned in and pinched Yang Tian’s waist hard.

Yang Tian let out a cry of pain.

"What are you yelling for!"

Lan Humei looked at Yang Tian in confusion.

"It’s nothing, it’s just that seeing you so beautiful, I couldn’t help but be envious."

Yang Tian said.

"Am I beautiful?" Lan Humei’s eyes shone: "Be honest, am I really beautiful?"

Yang Tian seriously examined this maiden. Honestly, she could easily captivate the masses outside.

Of course, she couldn’t be compared to Chen Xiaoli, but she was still an extraordinary beauty.

He nodded earnestly, "Indeed, you are very beautiful!"

"Very good, very good, I like you already, come back with me!"

Lan Humei immediately took Yang Tian and Wu Zetian back to the Blue Butterfly faction’s palace. This maiden resided in a corner, with independent quarters.

As soon as she entered the quarters, she took off her clothes, revealing her delicate body: "Zihu Wu, go draw me a bath, Zihu Tian, serve me well! The Palace Master has ordered us not to seize men, so during this time, we sisters help each other out, and now I want you conceited Purple Butterfly to serve me, hehe..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Tian froze: "You mean that kind of serving?"

"Of course, what are you waiting for? Help me to the bed!"

The maiden commanded sharply.