Villainess Breaker: Raising Broken Beauties Against Destiny

Chapter 119: Damian Finds Blue Treasure

After flying for several hours, the clouds in front of them finally began to part.

Damian stood on Selvara’s flying sword and looked ahead.

The moment his eyes landed on the distant scenery, his expression changed.

A massive palace appeared between the mountains.

It stood on top of a beautiful floating platform surrounded by mist, flowing waterfalls, and glowing bridges made of white jade.

Tall towers rose from every corner, decorated with elegant curtains, golden bells, and hanging lanterns that moved gently in the wind.

Soft music seemed to drift through the air even before they arrived.

The entire place looked less like a normal sect and more like the residence of heavenly maidens.

Damian slowly opened his mouth. "Damn..."

Violetta also stared ahead with wide eyes.

Even she, who had always tried to remain calm, could not hide her shock. "This is Heavenly Palace?"

Selvara nodded calmly. "Yes."

Damian looked around again. "It’s huge."

Then he paused and glanced at Selvara. "But somehow, it still feels smaller than the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Selvara said calmly, "Of course. Heavenly Palace is not the same type of faction as the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Damian tilted his head. "Meaning?"

Selvara explained, "Sects like ours are usually based in one main territory. Disciples live, cultivate, train, and grow inside the sect. That is why the Heavenly Sword Sect needs many peaks, halls, arenas, and training grounds."

Damian nodded slowly. "Makes sense."

Selvara continued, "But Heavenly Palace is different. They are a top faction with many branches spread across the cultivation world."

Damian rubbed his chin. "Branches?"

Selvara glanced at him. "Like you said before, they are basically a high-class courtesan and art cultivation faction."

Damian’s eyes brightened.

Selvara’s voice became colder. "Do not make that face."

Damian immediately coughed. "What face? Master, I am only listening seriously."

Selvara ignored him and continued, "Their influence is not built through territory alone. It is built through music houses, dance pavilions, performance halls, noble gatherings, information networks, and connections with powerful cultivators."

Damian nodded with a serious expression. "So they are a business-type faction spread all over the world."

"Correct," Selvara said. "This place is only their headquarters. That is why it is large, but not as wide as the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Damian looked at the palace again, and his lips slowly curved upward.

"A headquarters for beautiful art cultivators..."

"This place must have a lot of multipliers."

His eyes became sharper, brighter, and more shameless at the same time.

"Please... give me some good ones."

Violetta looked at Damian’s expression and sighed softly. "Master, you are thinking something strange again."

Damian immediately looked righteous. "Violetta, how can you misunderstand your master like that? I am thinking about your future."

Selvara said flatly, "No, you are not."

Damian’s mouth twitched.

Before he could argue, several graceful women in flowing palace robes flew out from the floating palace.

Their sleeves fluttered in the wind, and faint musical notes seemed to shimmer around them.

One of them, a mature woman with long blue hair and calm purple eyes, stepped forward and bowed slightly in midair. "Elder Selvara, welcome to Heavenly Palace."

Selvara gave a faint nod. "Elder Vivian."

Damian looked around quietly.

At first, his eyes moved across the women behind Elder Vivian.

They were beautiful, elegant, graceful, and definitely not ordinary.

But strangely, the system did not react.

Damian’s heart immediately felt a little disappointed.

"Damn. No multipliers?"

However, the moment his gaze landed on the mature blue-haired woman in front of him, a familiar screen suddenly appeared.

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[Target Detected: Vivian]

[Identity: Heavenly Palace Elder]

[Multiplier: 300×]

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Damian’s eyes widened slightly.

"Three hundred times?"

For a moment, he almost forgot how to breathe.

A 300× multiplier was not as ridiculous as Selvara’s 500×, but it was still terrifyingly high.

That meant Elder Vivian was definitely not a simple woman and definitely had some kind of secret. But Damian did not care much about that.

What he cared about was the multiplier.

"Good. Very good. This trip was worth it already."

Just as Damian was secretly celebrating, Selvara’s cold voice pulled him back to reality. "Damian."

Damian quickly straightened his back. "Yes, Master."

Selvara glanced at him once before looking at Elder Vivian. "This is my new disciple, Damian."

Damian cupped his hands respectfully. "Junior Damian greets Elder Vivian."

Elder Vivian’s calm purple eyes moved toward him, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. "So this is your disciple?"

Selvara nodded. "Yes."

Then she gestured toward Violetta. "And this is my grand-disciple, Violetta."

Violetta stepped forward carefully and bowed with both hands holding her flute. "Junior Violetta greets Elder Vivian."

Elder Vivian looked at both of them, then turned back to Selvara with a slightly amused expression. "Disciple and grand-disciple? I never thought the lonely and serious Elder Selvara would actually have disciples one day."

Damian silently glanced at Selvara.

"Lonely and serious? Damn. Elder Vivian is brave."

Selvara’s expression did not change. "It was only because of a promise."

Elder Vivian raised an eyebrow. "A promise?"

Selvara nodded faintly. "Years ago, a cultivator helped me once. I gave him a token and promised that if someone brought it to me in the future, I would accept that person as my disciple."

Her gaze moved briefly toward Damian. "This brat had that token, so I fulfilled the promise."

Elder Vivian’s eyes showed understanding. "I see. No wonder."

She smiled gently. "After all, although you are strict and terrifying, you are not someone who would break a promise."

Damian nodded inwardly.

"That part is true. Master may be terrifying, but she keeps her word."

Elder Vivian then looked at Violetta again. "And this grand-disciple?"

Selvara’s voice became calmer. "That is why I came."

Elder Vivian noticed the slight seriousness in her tone and smiled less. "It seems this is not a casual visit."

Selvara nodded. "It is a bit troublesome. Can we talk inside?"

Elder Vivian immediately turned and gestured toward the floating palace. "Of course. Come with me."

Then she looked at the women behind her. "Prepare tea and inform the inner hall that Elder Selvara is visiting."

The palace women bowed softly. "Yes, Elder."

Selvara turned her gaze toward Damian and Violetta. "Control your eyes, Damian."

Damian’s mouth twitched. "Master, I didn’t even say anything."

Selvara looked at him calmly. "Your eyes said enough."

Violetta lowered her head slightly, trying not to laugh.

Damian coughed and quickly looked righteous. "Master, please trust me. I am only here for Violetta’s future."

Selvara did not answer.

Elder Vivian watched their exchange with amusement in her eyes.

Then she led them toward the floating palace, while Damian followed behind with a serious expression.