"My senior brother took all the Xuan Jade, saying that if we need to get more from him, he instructed me that we must never use Xuan Jade to make wedding rings again."

"Senior Brother is too dictatorial!"

Upon hearing this, Jun Weiyou was stunned, and then felt deeply aggrieved.

He certainly knew how precious the Xuan Jade was; there was clearly so much left, yet now he was being told it couldn't be used!

Jun Weiyou understood after a moment's thought: Di Moyu wanted a unique, custom-made version so that no one else could copy it.

Hmph, fine, if we can't use Xuan Jade, we can't use Xuan Jade. We'll wait until he finds better materials before asking Xiao Qi for help.

"That's really strange."

Watching Jun Weiyou's resolute figure as he left, Fan Qiyue blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion, "What's going on today? One after another, they all want to make rings."

Although she had doubts, Fan Qiyue didn't ask any more questions. She simply followed the blueprints and began to focus on refining the product.

Di Moyu is a well-rounded young man who excels in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor. Although it is unclear why he is so strict with himself, drawing design blueprints is not difficult for him at all. He is even better than Fan Qiyue, a master forging artist.

"It's really well drawn."

Looking at the blueprints, Fan Qiyue felt a sense of pleasure.

Xuan Yu is no ordinary object. Even with Fan Qiyue's current cultivation level, it would take her a certain amount of time to refine it, especially since she would have to refine it into a Void Ring.

Creating space is the most difficult part.

Of course, no matter how difficult it is, it's only a matter of time.

A month later, Jun Feijue, who was enjoying a delicious meal, was suddenly dragged away by Chunhu Siqiong to dress up and put on his most beautiful... black robe.

"What is this for?"

As he was carried along, Jun Feijue asked with a puzzled expression.

You'll find out soon enough.

Soon, the two arrived at the Black Martial Gang's training ground.

This is the arena for the martial arts competition, surrounded by spectator stands, all of which are now filled with members of the Black Martial Gang, who are also staring blankly at the center of the arena.

There, countless red roses were arranged into a giant heart shape, and directly above it was the latest version of the Overlord Machine.

"Go."

Upon arriving at the destination, Chunhu Siqiong stood on the main platform and urged Jun Feijue, "Go to the center of that heart-shaped wreath and sit in that chair."

"kindness."

Although he didn't know exactly what he was supposed to do, Jun Feijue seemed to have a premonition and couldn't help but feel nervous.

She walked slowly across the red carpet, through the thick sea of ​​flowers, until she reached the height that reached her chest.

The pink seats are beautifully decorated with the finest materials.

She clenched her fists slightly, then stepped onto the small steps and sat down, her heart pounding, surrounded by an intoxicating fragrance.

"Bang..."

Just then, the hatch of the Skybreaker suddenly opened, and a tall and slender figure appeared before everyone.

"That's... Young Master Di?"

Everyone immediately recognized the man as Di Moyu, and they all whispered among themselves in even greater confusion.

"Whoosh..."

Emperor Moyu, dressed in a purple-gold brocade robe, slowly descended from the sky, his robes fluttering in the wind, handsome and noble.

"What are you trying to do?"

Looking at everything before them, everyone couldn't help but feel anticipation, vaguely sensing that a truly awe-inspiring scene was about to unfold.

After landing, Di Moyu stood still for a moment, then looked up at Jun Feijue, who was also looking at him.