Just Draw Lots! You Take Whomever You Pull

“Ah…”

Ye Fan couldn't help but let out a tragic shriek.

This instantly startled the three arguing demonesses.

“Little Fanfan…”

“Brother Ye, what’s wrong with you?…”

“Ye Fanfan, you're dying…”

Seeing Ye Fan covered in blood, the three demonesses cried out in worry.

They prepared to stuff more recovery pills into Ye Fan’s mouth.

Meanwhile, the other princes felt a surge of excitement watching this play out.

However, they still maintained worried expressions on their faces—worried that he wasn't dead yet.

Just as the three demonesses were about to stuff more recovery pills into Ye Fan's mouth,

Ye Fan suddenly flew into the air, summoned to the Demon Emperor's side.

The assembled demons then watched as the Demon Emperor tapped Ye Fan a few times.

Several puffs of gas carrying a herbal fragrance puffed out of Ye Fan's seven orifices.

Slowly, Ye Fan returned to normal.

Seeing this, the princes felt a wave of disappointment.

By now, the three demonesses had also snapped out of it.

Her hair looking like a messy bird's nest, Hu Niu quickly spoke up:

“I'm so sorry, Little Fanfan... I thought the pills they gave you were fakes. My love for you is the only true one...”

“Tch... Brother Ye, don't pay attention to her. I'm the one who truly loves you. She did that on purpose to hurt you...”

Hu Xian’er smoothed back her messy hair and said.

“I'm your true love...”

“I am...”

“No, I am...”

“Enough.”

Just then, the Demon Emperor's cold voice rang out.

Startled, the three demonesses quickly shut their mouths.

The Demon Emperor then frowned and looked at Ye Fan.

“Little 98, choose one of the three to be your wife. This Emperor shall bestow the marriage upon you.”

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want to choose any of them!

How could women who had almost killed him be qualified to be his wives?

He was terrified that one day he would be done in by them without even knowing how he died.

Meanwhile, the three demonesses were overjoyed upon hearing the Emperor's words.

“Your Majesty, could you give us a bit of time?”

The Demon Emperor frowned slightly but still agreed.

With a flash, the three demonesses vanished from the hall.

A moment later, they reappeared.

The princes' eyes instantly widened.

Hu Niu was now wearing a tight, tiger-striped miniskirt, paired with a tiger-skin coat and tiger-skin boots.

It accentuated her slender waist and long legs, making her posture as straight and sharp as a spear.

As she walked, an aura like a roaring tiger emanated from her—wild, domineering, and untamed.

She possessed both a woman's fiery brilliance and a fierce beast's savagery.

She looked ready to carry Ye Fan off by force at the slightest disagreement.

Beside her, Hu Xian’er now had her long hair draped over her shoulders, with a small decorative fan tucked askew into her hair.

Her charming face was the picture of seductive elegance.

Just standing there, she exuded a bone-deep, alluring grace.

Next was Gou Fenghuang, dressed in a trailing palace gown.

Her posture was as upright as a pine, her features elegant, yet a hint of wildness and sharp intellect lingered in her eyes.

After entering the hall, the three demonesses paraded themselves in front of Ye Fan and began campaigning for his vote.

“Little Fanfan, choose me! I'm strong and I can protect you...”

“Brother Ye, choose me...”

“Choose me...”

...

The princes looked at Ye Fan, then at the three women.

Every single one of them had a look on their face like they had just swallowed a fly...

Why on earth did this guy deserve the affection of these three demonesses? Not only were they breathtakingly beautiful,

but their cultivation was excellent, and their family backgrounds were prestigious as well.

Choosing any one of them would be an incredible catch!

What was so good about Ye Fan that they would all fall for someone like him?

The Third Prince, in particular, was practically driven mad with jealousy.

Hu Niu he had pursued for a long time, but she had always given him the cold shoulder.

Why did she have to fall for a pretty boy like Ye Fanfan?

Not only was the Third Prince thinking this, but all the other powerful princes harbored the same dark thoughts.

At this moment, Ye Fan's heart was also filled with bitterness.

He truly did not want to choose any of them.

However, now that things had reached this point, he had to make a decision.

Otherwise, the Demon Emperor might directly strip him of his right to compete for the crown prince position.

He immediately began analyzing the pros and cons. Who would be the most advantageous choice?

General Dog's daughter was his mother. If he chose General Dog's granddaughter—his cousin—

it would be a marriage between relatives, combining their factions...

Choosing Minister Fox's niece would secure the support of the civil officials.

Choosing General Tiger's daughter would win him General Tiger's backing.

Of course, these were only the best-case scenarios.

After all, those three officials might also be harboring ambitions of becoming the Demon Emperor themselves.

But as long as he had time to grow, dealing with them would absolutely not be a problem...

While Ye Fan was still weighing the pros and cons, the Demon Emperor's cold voice rang out.

“Why haven't you chosen yet? Do you actually want all three of them?”

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He absolutely could not offend the Demon Emperor right now.

Still, Ye Fan didn't dare show his true feelings. He quickly explained:

“Father, the three ladies are all too outstanding. For a moment, your son simply does not know who to choose.”

Hearing this explanation, the Demon Emperor grew even more irritated.

His son's view on love should be just like his own—devoted to one person.

With that thought, the Demon Emperor said directly:

“Don't bother choosing then. Just draw lots! Whomever you draw, you take.”

Hearing this, the other princes and Ye Fan all gasped in shock.

Once they recovered, the other princes felt nothing but envy.

Otherwise, they were fine with it since it didn't concern them.

Ye Fan, however, deeply regretted it. Had he known, he would have just made a choice.

Just then, the Demon Emperor instructed a nearby guard:

“Prepare the lots.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The guard complied, pulling out a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone from his storage bag.

The Demon Emperor didn't hesitate. He wrote three numbers on three blank pieces of talisman paper, folded them up, and placed them on a tray.

“Alright, draw...”

The three demonesses stared tensely at the folded papers on the tray.

The three demonesses couldn't help but mutter under their breath.

The other princes also watched this absurd scene with wide eyes.

By this point, Ye Fan had stopped overthinking.

As for the factions behind them, he was confident he could handle them eventually...

As for using his divine sense to peek, he decided against embarrassing himself.

Who knew what that idiotic Demon Emperor would do if he caught him?

With those thoughts in mind, he reached out and casually picked one from the tray.

Opening it, he saw it was number 3.

The problem was, the Demon Emperor hadn't specified beforehand which number corresponded to whom.

This damn number 3 could literally be anyone.

The moment Ye Fan opened the paper, the princes stared tensely at the slip in his hand.

Seeing "Number 3" written on it, the princes were also stunned.

The three demonesses were also completely dazed. Is that me?