"My lord, the arrangements for the beast tide riot have been made. As long as you give the order, the beast tides from the north and south of the south city will surge into the south city!"
A man in black robes respectfully reported this to Wan Jin.
"Very good. If Nancheng is destroyed, all of you will receive preferential treatment from my Holy Spirit Temple and become my trusted confidants!" Wan Jin's expression was sinister, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of avenging his great enemy.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" The group of men in black robes knelt on one knee to show their loyalty.
"And you too!"
Wan Jin pointed to the last kneeling figure in black robes, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and said, "Although you are a human, you have rendered meritorious service in transmitting intelligence this time, and I will bestow upon you a first-round imperial bloodline! You should know that even among the original Holy Spirit Clan, not many people can obtain a first-round imperial bloodline on their first attempt!"
The man in black robes raised his head, and his face was none other than Taishi Cheng.
"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness. From this day forward, I am willing to go through fire and water for you!" The man in black robes touched the ground with his forehead, his posture extremely humble.
"Hmph, those old men talk about battlefield rules! I, Wan Jin, will tell you that on the battlefield, there is only the victor and the vanquished." Wan Jin's eyes were deep, as if he were hiding a great secret.
...
"Jiang Yuan, that guy seems to be one of your men!" Liu Zhaodi said softly, afraid of provoking Jiang Yuan's rage.
Following their senses, the two finally found Wan Jin and the others by the lake.
“I saw it!” Jiang Yuan said calmly.
Liu Zhaodi felt something was off, and finally asked in bewilderment, "Aren't you angry? He betrayed you!"
"Why get angry? What's there to be angry about in a dead person!" Jiang Yuan sneered.
"this!"
Jiang Yuan stopped Liu Zhaodi from asking any further questions with a look, and pointed to the other men in black robes, asking, "Did you figure something out?"
According to the information fed back by the Heavenly Eye, these black-robed figures were all of different races, some were sacred beasts, and some were barbarians, but they all appeared to be human.
“Apart from Taishi City, the other black-robed figures all seem to be transformed from alien races!” Liu Zhaodi also had a discerning eye and could naturally see through the trickery.
“Yes!” Jiang Yuan nodded.
“I remember a rare elixir that was auctioned before!” Liu Zhaodi said with a look of recollection, “Back then, there was a Holy Spirit Pavilion in the South City, and that elixir was a treasure that flowed out of the Holy Spirit Pavilion. Its specific effect was to allow beings of other races to take human form! However, I heard that this kind of elixir can only maintain its effect for a period of time, and if one wants to truly take human form, one must find another method!”
"As expected, it's those vanished Holy Spirit Beasts!" Jiang Yuan frowned. The other party had just boasted about annihilating Nancheng, so they obviously had the strength to do so.
"Should we go back?" Liu Zhaodi was someone who didn't like taking risks.
Jiang Yuan seemed not to be listening to Liu Zhaodi. His eyes lit up and he suggested, "How about this, you go and be the bait. They're after you anyway!"
"Jiang Yuan!" Liu Zhaodi stared at Jiang Yuan with murderous eyes. A leopard can't change its spots; this man is still so cold and ruthless.
"Well, consider it a sacrifice for me!" Jiang Yuan said playfully.
"I must have been blind to have fallen so deeply in love with you!"
For a moment, Liu Zhaodi wanted to give up on this man, but Jiang Yuan's next words pulled her back to reality.
"You don't believe me when I say you're stupid. Can't you use a clone?"
The two fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.
"What are you doing? Pretending to be stupid won't hide the fact that you're dumb!" Jiang Yuan added fuel to the fire.
Liu Zhaodi: "..."
"How similar is your clone to you?" Jiang Yuan stopped teasing and started making plans.
"If you only look at the appearance, it's nine-tenths similar, but there's still a huge difference between an energy body and a real person!" Liu Zhaodi's lips parted slightly, seemingly still shy because of the misunderstanding earlier.
Jiang Yuan suddenly blurted out, "Are they as realistic as inflatable dolls?"
Liu Zhaodi: "..."
"Aww~~"
Jiang Yuan screamed as a pair of small hands gripped the soft flesh of his abdomen.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you!" Liu Zhaodi rolled her eyes.
"It's just a metaphor, I was just using a metaphor!" Jiang Yuan explained with a bitter face, but the woman still wouldn't let go.
"Jiang Yuan, you're not only a bastard, you're also a big pervert!"
After letting go, Liu Zhaodi punched Jiang Yuan hard in the stomach, then turned her head away without saying a word.
"I was just asking if it was realistic, so I could have some control over the later plans!" Jiang Yuan felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. He had been inexplicably 'beaten' and couldn't even fight back.
"You still dare to talk!" Liu Zhaodi raised her fist, her voice full of threat.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more! Then make a doll... uh, make a clone so I can feel it!" Jiang Yuan was still stuck in the mindset of the inflatable doll.
"Get out!" Liu Zhaodi snapped, storming off in a huff. At that moment, she felt an unprecedented disdain for her own talent.
The originally sophisticated Soul Energy Clone Technique, in Jiang Yuan's mouth, became a doll-making machine, and a real-life version of herself at that, which almost made her lose three pounds in anger.
“No wonder they say a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, you…” Jiang Yuan muttered, not even realizing the grammatical error in his speech.
"Jiang Yuan, I wish you a lifetime of happiness with the baby!"
Liu Zhaodi practically gritted her teeth as she conjured a clone, which then punched him before quietly staying by his side.
Jiang Yuan, who had just been punched, looked at Liu Zhaodi with a questioning expression.
"She hit me, not me!" Liu Zhaodi explained, using words she herself didn't believe!
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