Jiu Ying felt a tickle on the soles of her feet, a warm, moist sensation spreading through her heart. Her face heated slightly, as if a ray of morning light had illuminated snowy mountains, leaving her rosy and radiant.
The next mont, she erupted with an astonishing aura. Her palace dress, like a red rose, billowed with a vast tide of blood-red light that continuously rose.
The Sun and Moon Mark shone, having devoured the Mighty Power of the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree. As she had also been chosen by Chu Yi as the first War Soul, a torrent of souls surged into her. A red lotus erged between her brows, further accentuating her enchanting beauty.
Indeed, Chu Yi had used the Demon Soul War General ability to select Jiu Ying as the first War Soul, granting her partial control over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to help him guard Ten Thousand Souls Ridge.
As the blood-red light dissipated, Jiu Ying’s aura transford. Icy cold air spread from her, and her eyes, as black as gemstones, emanated a sharp light. Her hair, darker than the deepest night, offset her jade-like white skin. Her luxurious dress, interwoven with black and red, resembled a thorny rose on a sumr night.
But as she gazed at the cold and handso young man beside her, the woman’s icy eyes suddenly softened. Her frosty face blossod like a delicate flower, gaining a touch of lively human warmth and elegance, a beautiful flower reflected in water.
"Thank you, Master."
Feeling the surge of Mighty Power coursing through her body, she couldn’t help but lift her delicate hands and throw herself onto Chu Yi, clinging to him directly, nuzzling his face with her tender cheek to express her affection. Her jade feet swayed restlessly, and the White Bone Bell they wore emitted a crisp, pleasant TING! TING!
Fortunately, this was just a part of Chu Yi’s consciousness; facing such a lovely beauty throwing herself into his arms was truly difficult to resist.
"Alright, get up now. I’ll leave Ten Thousand Souls Ridge to you. Don’t let down."
Chu Yi patted Jiu Ying’s head. Though he found it strange that her nine beautiful heads had beco one, her increased strength was a good thing. "Well done," he said encouragingly. "Master will reward you."
"Mm-hmm, Jiu Ying will definitely fulfill Master’s task well."
Jiu Ying licked her lips, stealthily kissing him once. Seeing Chu Yi hadn’t noticed, she sneaked another kiss, her clear eyes showing a hint of pathological fascination.
Master’s scent is so good, I really want to eat him...
After resolving the issue of the caretaker for Ten Thousand Souls Ridge and spending so ti admiring her jade-like feet, Chu Yi returned to reality. Grasping the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the previously veiled wisps of gray mist were fully released, engulfing his figure.
Task complete, logging off.
"So boring."
He looked at the Netherworld, which resembled a cratered wasteland, dug out to an unknown depth. Before his eyes was an enormous pit, large enough to contain the entire Yaoguang City. With an air of ancient gravity, he uttered a few choice words, then vanished into the gray mist, making his escape.
The Netherworld’s resources had been utterly drained by him, leaving nothing more to gain. Moreover, a subtle premonition warned him that disturbing the taboos deep within the Nether River could bring a bloody disaster upon him. Having exhausted the Deep Red Blood and the power of the Clock Eye, he currently lacked many trump cards, so he had to flee quickly.
Anyway, he had already gained a fortune beyond asure; rapidly assimilating it was the priority.
Outside, the White Tower was in an uproar.
The King of Black Robes had achieved his aims and seed to have left, but he left a deep impression on the Alien Races. The three major factions had spoken, and he was imdiately treated as an honored guest.
Battle videos recorded through various thods, such as mory Stones and Retrospection Technique, spread like wildfire to the outside world. With the White Tower’s consent and after a handling fee was collected, these recordings were processed, edited, and sent to the major powers, eliciting varied reactions.
He had fiercely boosted his fa, reputation . The King of Black Robes formally entered the sights of the major powers, drawing a wave of attention.
Within the Federation, the King of Black Robes’ popularity successfully broke into the top one hundred hottest topics, ranking 99th and displacing the Child of Curses, who was known for bringing misfortune and suffering to the world.
Cities lay shattered, and the flas of war soared.
Gloomy dark clouds drooped icy chains, suspending the defeated experts. Blood spurted as they suffered a horrifying series of tortures.
"I am the Feather Race Prince of Freedom City! Why do you attack us!" a handso man with golden wings on his back shouted angrily. But the next mont, a dark cloud churned, and a giant, corpse-like hand ford from a pile of severed limbs flew out, grabbing him forcefully. Its five fingers clenched, spraying a fountain of blood.
"Your Highness, the Prince!"
"She killed the Prince! That vicious woman! Let’s fight her to the death!"
"Kill! Kill!"
Nurous Feather Race elites were enraged. Not long ago, the entire city had been hosting a banquet, only to be ambushed by this sudden Demon army. Freedom City had long been peaceful, its inhabitants living an untroubled life. This, combined with a special festival, ant its defenses were very weak.
Thus, the Feather Race warriors fell one after another, and one hundred thousand Feather People were enslaved.
The Feather Race, a people who worshipped the God of Freedom and the great Wind Gods, lived on floating islands in the sky, organized in city-states. They were known for producing wind-type Pet Beasts.
"With this piece of Wind God’s essence, I can make so Extraordinary Equipnt. My senior should like it, right?"
Chen Xi grasped a piece of the Wind God’s essence, guarded for generations by the Freedom City-State. It was a pale green, amber-colored crystal, and beneath its calm, stone-like surface lay dormant a hurricane force powerful enough to destroy a country.
Having taught the Moon Princess a lesson, Chen Xi, whose composure had unexpectedly faltered a bit, decided to plunder materials from all over. Using the Royal Court’s crafting techniques, she would gift her beloved senior so Extraordinary Equipnt, fiercely boosting his goodwill towards her and overshadowing that vexing Moon Princess.
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