Suddenly, Shen Zhao's eyes turned cold, and the hand clenched over his chest tightened involuntarily.
The next moment, a spurt of blood shot out from his mouth.
But Shen Zhao remained unfazed. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and resolutely stepped out of the courtyard.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Yu Xiyan murmured softly to the lonely figure, and the illusion gradually dissipated, returning everything to normal.
She closed her eyes for a long time, unaware that two lines of clear tears had already soaked her clothes.
In Lin Feng's eyes, all he could see were her subtle, gloomy, and pleading emotions, which easily aroused his protective instincts.
But Shen Zhao's eyes were always firm and composed, without a trace of hesitation, as if no desperate situation could make him back down.
Perhaps, this is why I was initially moved by Raymond Lam?
After all, as an empress, she preferred to have an obedient dog by her side rather than a powerful and ambitious man.
However, when has Shen Zhao ever disobeyed me? He has silently resolved all the problems without even having to say a word.
Is it just that Shen Zhao doesn't know how to say those cheesy love words? Doesn't he understand romance?
However, Shen Zhao's romance was never just talk; it was put into action!
It was I who, time and again, mistook his romance for scheming, and recklessly pushed him out of my heart.
Even their wedding was extremely simple, less grand than that of a third-rank marquis.
However, Shen Zhao didn't care at all, and instead exhausted his last bit of energy for the country and himself.
If only I had looked at him more, if only I had been kinder to him, if only I had tried to understand him a little more…
Thinking of this, Yu Xiyan felt even more guilty and remorseful.
"In this life, I will never abandon you again!"
...
Inside the fighting club in Qingyang City.
"Boss Shen, I've come to get the gun!"
Early on the third day, Su Yunying came to find Shen Zhao with light steps.
At this moment, Shen Zhao had just finished eating and was lying on the rocking chair, taking a nap out of boredom.
He merely glanced at Su Yunying before conjuring the Lone Goose Spear from his storage ring and tossing it into her hand without even looking up.
The moment she gripped the gun barrel, Su Yunying's bright, clear eyes widened in shock.
She felt a surge of powerful spiritual energy sweeping over her body, constantly impacting her internal energy field. In just a few breaths, Su Yunying felt as if she was about to break through.
"This is?"
She looked at the spearhead wrapped in cloth, while the thousand-year-old Xuan Yin wood that should have been broken at the shaft was now perfectly intact, and the shaft was wrapped with a circle of solidified ice silk.
"The gun barrel had withered, but I used the Fountain of Life to give it a second life. In addition, I reinforced it with Ten Thousand Year Mystic Ice Silk. As long as it doesn't encounter an extremely unusual object, the gun barrel will not break again."
Su Yunying was shocked upon hearing this: "The Source of Life? Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Silk? Either of these is priceless, and you actually used it to repair my spear? Wait, my spear's level has also been upgraded? This is... a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Weapon?"
Sensing the changes in the Lone Goose Spear, Su Yunying was utterly shocked.
Every cultivator knows what a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact means.
She never imagined that repairing a broken Yellow-rank spear could turn into a Heaven-rank spiritual weapon? What kind of operation is this?
"Heavenly Rank? Heh, do you want to take a closer look and touch the spearhead? Just don't open the cloth, or I won't be responsible if anything goes wrong."
Upon hearing this, Su Yunying placed her palm on the gun barrel.
Suddenly, an even more powerful and boundless surge of spiritual energy poured into her body like a flood bursting its banks. In just one breath, her cultivation level rose from the first rank of the Nascent Soul Realm to the second rank.
"This is a Grade Emperor Spiritual Artifact!"
The spiritual artifacts are classified into seven levels from lowest to highest: Yellow, Mysterious, Earth, Heaven, Emperor, Immortal, and Creation.
Su Yunying covered her lips, her face full of disbelief.
He instantly understood why Shen Zhao had said not to open the cloth.
The emergence of an Emperor-grade spiritual artifact will inevitably trigger extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, attracting countless powerful individuals to pursue it. At that time, I will certainly face an endless life on the run.
Shen Zhao yawned and said, "The conditions are limited, so let's make do for now. How is the repair? Are you satisfied? If you are, please settle the payment."
Su Yunying immediately put the lone goose back into her storage bag, then asked, "How much?"
"For your first day of business, I'll give you a discount. The labor and material costs will be a total of one thousand top-grade spirit stones. Is that cheap enough?"
A thousand top-grade spirit stones for an Emperor-grade spirit weapon—if the Xuanmen knew about this, they'd probably smash their heads in frustration.
This isn't cheap at all! It's practically free!
Su Yunying thought for a moment, her clear eyes darting around a few times, then she took out three spirit crystals from her pocket: "I only have three spirit crystals."
(One spirit crystal is about one-tenth the size of a low-grade spirit stone)
"One thousand top-grade spirit stones!"
"Just three spirit crystals."
"One thousand top-grade spirit stones!"
"Three spirit crystals, take it or leave it!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao suddenly sat up straight, looked at Su Yunying's innocent and beautiful face, and sneered, "Girl, are you trying to get something for free? Believe me or not, I'll sell you to a brothel to pay off my debts!"
Upon hearing this, Su Yunying smiled and said, "Brother Shen, I know this might be hard for you to accept."
But I really don't have any extra money on me. How about I stay and work for you to pay off the debt? I'm easy to take care of; just provide me with food and lodging, and a few dozen low-grade spirit stones each month.
"You want to get a top-grade spiritual weapon for free and then expect me to pay you? Do you think you're being funny?"
"Don't rush, how about we make a deal?"
Su Yunying moved a stool over and sat down next to Shen Zhao.
"I have an idea, would you like to take a look?"
“I’m listening to your story. I’d like to see what you can come up with.”
"I've had a dream since I was a child: to become the Empress of the Immortal Martial Continent. I see that Elder Shen has great abilities and a grand vision. If you can help me realize this dream..."
"Don't even mention a mere thousand top-grade spirit stones, I could easily pay even a hundred thousand. Would you like to consider it?"
"Girl, do you know the difference between dreaming and having a dream? Do you think you're behaving like an empress?"
"Then do you know what the Empress looks like?"
"The Empress exudes an imposing aura in every gesture. How do you bear any resemblance to her? By the way, how old are you this year?"
"You'll be sixteen in two months, what's wrong?"
"Heh, get the hell out of here..."
Shen Zhao looked at the girl's sly smile and immediately showed a look of disgust.
To cultivate an empress?
That's easy for you to say!
Do you know how many resources and effort it will take?!
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