Lu Fuyue pondered for a moment: "Then let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow we can use the exemption from the fight and not have to go on stage. According to the flow rate in the space, one day outside is equivalent to one hundred days inside. If things go quickly, we should be able to break through sooner."
"Alright, I'll go and create a clone for you right now."
...
Lu Fuyue's eyes darkened slightly, and her fingers curled up slightly as she gently tapped them against her leg.
Fortunately, her body refinement cultivation had just broken through to the fourth level. Otherwise, if the Water Spirit Divine Body and the Phoenix Bloodline attributes clashed, it would have been disastrous.
"Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu, are you alright?"
Upon seeing the token from the city lord's mansion, the guards outside the water dungeon respectfully opened the iron gate.
Song Zhou rushed in from outside, searching everywhere for Lu Fuyue's figure, and finally spotted the white figure in the innermost iron cage.
Song Zhou immediately ran over and asked worriedly, "Senior Brother Lu, are you alright? Did they give you any trouble?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Fuyue turned to look at the person who had arrived. "Why are you here?"
This is not a place he can come to casually, and it doesn't seem like he has offended the Lord of the Netherworld City.
Song Zhou ran to the iron cage where Lu Fuyue was imprisoned and stopped. Seeing that he was unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great, Senior Brother Lu, you're alright."
Lu Fuyue's thoughts raced, and she quickly realized why he was there. "You've come to persuade me?"
Song Zhou was taken aback; Senior Brother Lu had indeed guessed. He nodded hesitantly, his tone softening, "Senior Brother Lu, why don't you apologize to the City Lord first? We can talk about everything after we get out."
"Yeah?"
Lu Fuyue paused slightly, and the look in the eyes of the Lord of Youming City a few days ago suddenly appeared before her eyes.
The way she looked at her wasn't like she was looking at a person, but more like she was looking at a perfect substitute.
If she were to discover her identity, she probably wouldn't even be considered a perfect object in her eyes.
But today, Song Zhou has come...
Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, turned her back to Song Zhou, closed her eyes abruptly, found a comfortable position to lean against the iron cage, and slowly said, "Go back now."
Song Zhou's expression changed, and he said worriedly, "Senior Brother Lu, do you know that you're only hurting yourself by doing this? The City Lord...she..."
He was speechless for a moment, unsure how to explain to Senior Brother Lu.
Lu Fuyue's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew that Song Zhou was doing it for her own good, but for her now, going back would probably be more dangerous than staying here.
The City Lord of the Netherworld City possesses unfathomable cultivation; staying by her side makes it virtually impossible to find an opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Moreover, she still needs to open up the remaining two-thirds of the spiritual apertures in her body here and obtain the Netherworld Token.
Song Zhou became anxious and was about to tell Senior Brother Lu that the city lord had already decided to kill him, but then he suddenly realized that there might be many people watching them from the shadows.
So he could only soften his tone, "Senior Brother Lu, what am I supposed to do if something really happens to you? What are the people around you supposed to do? As long as you agree, you can get out of this hellhole right away."
Lu Fuyue paused. Did Song Zhou know something from those words?
After a long silence, she opened her eyes and turned to look at him.
Song Zhou nodded silently to Lu Fuyue.
Lu Fuyue quickly understood what was going on.
She remained silent for a moment, but finally spoke up: "Then please inform the city lord."
A hint of excitement flashed in Song Zhou's eyes. "Senior Brother Lu, wait for me, I'm going right now."
After saying that, he turned and quickly left.
...
As Lu Fuyue watched his departing figure, she began to ponder what path to take next.
Song Zhou's arrival here today is likely orchestrated by the Lord of the Netherworld City.
The next step should be to get her to stay in the city lord's mansion willingly, just like those male concubines.
Unfortunately, that's impossible.
Although Shui Ze was meditating and cultivating in the space, he had already seen everything that had just happened. He said, "Your clone is ready. You only need to inject a drop of your heart's blood, and from now on, this clone will be under your control."
The next second, within Lu Fuyue's sea of consciousness, a miniature puppet, identical in appearance to her at this moment, lay quietly in a ball of light blue spiritual energy.
With a thought, she quickly stored the puppet clone into her spatial storage: "There's no rush. We'll be able to get out soon."
"But will this clone be detected by the Lord of the Netherworld City?"
Shui Ze: "You don't need to worry about that. The Weak Water Harp is a divine artifact born from the realms of life and death. At its peak, even the Heavenly Dao could not control its existence."
"Although we've only recovered two strings, that's enough for now. The only drawback is that this clone can only maintain its human form for three days. After three days, it will suddenly revert to its puppet form."
Lu Fuyue pursed her lips, her eyes darkening. "That's enough."
Just then, someone arrived.
"Master Lu, the city lord has ordered that you may leave."
...
When Lu Fuyue returned to Xingzhi Courtyard, Song Zhou had been waiting there for a long time. Upon seeing Lu Fuyue, he immediately greeted him excitedly, "Senior Brother Lu, you're finally back."
Lu Fuyue looked up at him, her expression relaxing. "Thank you for your help this time."
Song Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and went up to pull Lu Fuyue's arm. "No need to thank me. If it weren't for you, Senior Brother Lu, I probably would have died somewhere long ago."
Lu Fuyue glanced at Song Zhou's hand on her arm and casually looked away. "No matter what, I still have to thank you this time."
After the two entered the courtyard, Lu Fuyue went straight back to the room she had stayed in before. Just as she stepped outside the door, she paused slightly, but quickly resumed her normal pace.
Pushing open the door, one finds the room draped in red silk, a scene of joy and celebration.
The crimson curtains were drawn back, and a graceful figure could be vaguely seen leaning against the bed. "Ah Xing, aren't you coming over here?"
Lu Fuyue looked at the figure, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, "Lord City Lord, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"What's wrong with that? After today, you'll be my man, and it's perfectly reasonable for us to be together in the same room."
Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes and stood there, seemingly lost in thought.
The voice, which had initially carried a hint of tenderness, immediately turned cold. "What, you still refuse?"
Lu Fuyue shook her head and said, word by word, "Lord City Lord, we haven't held a formal covenant ceremony yet, so this would only be disrespectful to you."
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