NOVPUBAlthough the Demon Realm Empress’s words were unspoken, Wei Mengrou could read her lips.
“He’s my Dao Companion.”
That was definitely what she had intended to say.
If it were Bai Ruoxi, she would probably be looking at Mu Zhi’an with a heartbroken expression, her eyes filled with tears.
But Wei Mengrou was different.
I’m just a maid. What’s the point of provoking me?
She looked away, then glanced at Mu Zhi’an.
He met her gaze and smiled reassuringly.
But his smile made her feel a strange mix of emotions.
She was in trouble, and Mu Zhi’an had indirectly asked the Demon Realm Empress for help, which meant he now owed her a favor…
If the Demon Realm Empress used this favor to make demands…
…It suddenly turned into an NTR scenario.
And it was all because she was too weak.
If she were at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm… no, even at the seventh-grade, what could Gu Bo Xing do? She could protect herself and wouldn’t need the Demon Realm Empress’s help, and Mu Zhi’an wouldn’t owe her a favor.
Wei Mengrou’s hand instinctively tightened around her skirt as she looked up at Gu Bo Xing.
For some reason, she felt a strange aura emanating from the Imperial Advisor.
“Be careful,” she transmitted her voice to Mu Zhi’an.
Logically, Gu Bo Xing should retreat upon seeing the Demon Realm Empress, but he showed no signs of backing down, as if he intended to fight her.
Mu Zhi’an didn’t respond, his gaze fixed on Gu Bo Xing.
Something was definitely wrong… The difference between the Dao Integration Realm and the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm was like heaven and earth. Even though the Demon Realm Empress here was just a wisp of will, so was Gu Bo Xing.
Why did he still have the courage to challenge her?
“You seem quite fond of this young Core Formation cultivator, Your Majesty,” Gu Bo Xing said slowly.
“If you take Mu Zhi’an away, I won’t interfere. How about that?”
“Whether the Calamity Body can truly affect the Great Qian Dynasty is still unknown. And I’m not after that maid for the sake of the dynasty. I can swear on that.”
As he spoke, the Great Dao resonated, confirming his words.
He believed the Demon Realm Empress had intervened to prevent him from taking Wei Mengrou because she wanted the Calamity Body to weaken the dynasty’s fate. His offer was meant to reassure her and persuade her to back down.
However, Mu Zhi’an suddenly chuckled. “Oaths to the Great Dao aren’t always reliable. I’ve used the Great Dao to play word games before. Your words aren’t very convincing, Imperial Advisor.”
Gu Bo Xing frowned slightly and looked at the Demon Realm Empress.
Her motives were twofold: Mu Zhi’an and weakening the Great Qian Dynasty with the Calamity Body. He had made a concession. Would she accept it?
Mu Zhi’an also looked at her. Although he was confident she would intervene, he wasn’t sure if she would accept Gu Bo Xing’s offer.
If she abandons Mengrou, I’ll have to call Lin Ling… I wonder if Yao Meng is in the courtyard… Mu Zhi’an thought to himself.
Seeing that the Demon Realm Empress didn’t answer, Gu Bo Xing was about to speak again.
Suddenly, she glanced at him, her seductive eyes cold.
“Since when did you think you were qualified to negotiate with me?” she asked softly.
Boom!
The entire hall shook violently, a terrifying pressure filling the air.
Gu Bo Xing was skilled in divination, but he had underestimated the Demon Realm Empress’s pride, and… one crucial detail.
Mu Zhi’an wasn’t her subordinate, but her Dao Companion!
Therefore, she wouldn’t hand over his maid.
The Spiritual Energy in the hall seemed to vanish, replaced by a deafening roar. Gu Bo Xing reacted quickly, throwing a talisman.
However, an invisible force blocked the talisman, and it exploded harmlessly behind the Demon Realm Empress, the flames crackling.
Her eyes, like burning embers, were alluring and captivating.
Without even using any techniques, her Dao Integration aura alone made the ground tremble.
Fiery black streams of energy, like tiny snakes, swirled around her, devouring the Spiritual Energy in the air. Her hair billowed around her as she looked down at the man on the ground.
“Kneel.”
The immense pressure forced Gu Bo Xing to his knees, cracks appearing on the floor beneath him!
He gasped for air, his forehead covered in sweat, his teeth clenched, a fierce glint in his eyes.
This plan had a 90% chance of success, assuming the Demon Realm Empress wasn’t involved.
He had anticipated the Jade Empress and Ling Long, but he hadn’t expected the Demon Realm Empress to be with Mu Zhi’an!
But if he retreated now, he might never have another opportunity…
The Calamity Body was crucial to the Great Qian Dynasty’s fate, and more importantly… she was likely connected to the former master of the World Sea.
His own cultivation technique originated from the World Sea, a technique left behind by the Primordial Witch.
The Primordial Witch was proficient in countless techniques, her attacks unpredictable, her knowledge encompassing divination, alchemy, Artifact Spirit awakening, and more… He wasn’t as powerful as her, but he was also skilled in divination.
He had performed a divination in the past, and the result was: obtaining the Calamity Body would grant him a chance to achieve Dao Integration!
The Calamity Body likely held the key to the Primordial Witch’s secrets…
Gu Bo Xing struggled to raise his head, his gaze fixed on the Demon Realm Empress. “Perhaps I’m not qualified, but what about a Dao Integration expert from your era?!”
He slammed his hand on the ground, and his Spiritual Energy surged.
A massive shadow emerged behind him, growing stronger as he poured his energy into it.
The Demon Realm Empress narrowed her eyes, observing the swirling shadow.
“Soul Summoning?”
This technique consumed over 70% of a cultivator’s Spiritual Energy within their Vessel, but in exchange, it allowed them to summon a Dao Integration expert.
However, the requirements for using this technique were incredibly strict. Firstly, one needed to have received a blessing from the Dao Integration expert they wished to summon. Secondly, the expert had to be willing to be summoned.
This Gu Bo Xing must have obtained a significant blessing during his time in the World Sea.
However, the price of this technique was steep. It would permanently decrease his cultivation by 20%.
He was willing to pay such a price just to take Wei Mengrou…
The black mist behind Gu Bo Xing churned, and within it, an alluring figure silently appeared.
Clang!
An ancient bell seemed to toll within the hall as a dense black mist swirled around the figure. Although her features were hidden, the aura she emanated was no weaker than the Demon Realm Empress’s!
Gu Bo Xing’s eyes were filled with excitement.
This was a Dao Integration expert, a true Dao Integration expert, summoned at the cost of 20% of his cultivation!
Although she couldn’t unleash the full power of a Dao Integration cultivator, she was definitely stronger than a mere wisp of the Demon Realm Empress’s will!
And that was enough!
After all, his goal was simple: to take Wei Mengrou!
Gu Bo Xing knelt and bowed, his voice filled with reverence. “Please, Senior, stop the Demon Realm Empress!”
The figure in the black mist glanced at the Imperial Advisor who had summoned her. Although her eyes were hidden, she seemed to be lost in thought, as if remembering something.
Meanwhile, the Demon Realm Empress, her hair billowing in the wind, her alluring eyes now filled with a hint of seriousness, watched them.
If she were in her true body, she wouldn’t fear a Dao Integration expert summoned by the Soul Summoning technique, but she was just a wisp of will now.
Behind her, Mu Zhi’an also stared at the figure in the black mist, his eyes filled with surprise, as well as a strange sense of familiarity.
“Although I can’t see her face, those curves… at least a C-cup, a perfect handful, and those long legs… I’ve seen her somewhere before…”
Gu Bo Xing slowly stood up, a confident smile returning to his face as he looked at Mu Zhi’an.
“It seems you’ve lost, young friend Mu.”
He had to admit, this Mu Zhi’an was clever. He had anticipated that he might try to enter his dreams and had made preparations.
Although he didn’t understand why he had earned the Demon Realm Empress’s favor… distant water couldn’t quench present thirst. No matter how powerful the Demon Realm Empress was, her true body was far away in the Northern Realm. She couldn’t possibly arrive in time.
Besides, if the Demon Realm Empress entered the Eastern Realm, it would be a completely different story.
Mu Zhi’an ignored Gu Bo Xing, his gaze fixed on the approaching figure, his mind racing.
This figure, these curves… I’ve definitely seen her somewhere before. Think…
Think… As his mind raced, the black mist around the figure surged, like a stone thrown into a lake, rippling outwards.
Boom!
A powerful gust of wind swept through the hall as the figure in the black mist walked towards the Demon Realm Empress.
At the same time, Gu Bo Xing was also ready to act, his gaze fixed on Wei Mengrou.
Once the two Dao Integration experts clashed, it would be his chance!
The Demon Realm Empress’s expression darkened as she glared at Gu Bo Xing.
She was confident in her strength, but Gu Bo Xing’s target wasn’t her, but Wei Mengrou. He was just trying to stall her.
If he took Wei Mengrou away right before her eyes, how disappointed would Mu Zhi’an be?
The black mist surged, and the Demon Realm Empress’s eyes turned colder. Finally, the entire hall was enveloped in darkness.
Just as the figure in the black mist was about to attack, Mu Zhi’an seemed to realize something. He looked at Wei Mengrou, his eyes widening. “Holy crap, wife… I mean, the Primordial Witch?!” he exclaimed.
Yes, this figure was the Primordial Witch, the former master of the World Sea!
The blessing Gu Bo Xing had received in the World Sea had come from the Primordial Witch. Therefore, the Dao Integration expert he could summon with the Soul Summoning technique… was naturally the Primordial Witch!
And the black mist was the Southern Wilderness’s secret technique, also left behind by the Primordial Witch!
No wonder she looked familiar. The Primordial Witch was Wei Mengrou! Apart from their hair color, their figures were identical, like twins!
As he spoke, the figure in the black mist froze and slowly turned to look at him.
After a moment of silence, a soft, delicate voice, tinged with a hint of illness, echoed through the hall.
“Mu Lang…”
Gu Bo Xing’s body stiffened as her gentle voice reverberated through the air.
