Thinking about this week, Xingdou chuckled to himself. The Heavenly Palace might not be in danger, and he would probably be harvesting more韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting others) again.
As for Yue Shuhua, Zhou Xingdou noticed that when he stared at her, there was a hint of evasion in her eyes. Although it was subtle, Zhou Xingdou still noticed it.
Stephen Chow didn't say much about it, acting as if nothing had happened.
Although the Myriad Transformations Slave Seal is gone, the subtly ingrained mind and consciousness are not so easily erased.
Autumn rain is the best example.
When Zhou Xingdou gave the innate destiny attribute that he had stripped from Luo Hanyi to Qiu Yu, the Myriad Transformations Slave Mark on Qiu Yu immediately disappeared.
However, Qiu Yu still personally caused Lin Fan's death, showing no rebellious intentions and remaining loyal to Zhou Xingdou.
As for how far Yue Shuhua has been subtly influenced by the Myriad Transformations Slave Seal, Zhou Xingdou is not sure, so he really wants to tease this Empress of the Great Yan.
Zhou Xingdou lightly tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingertips, a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes:
"Yue Shuhua, your recent improvement in cultivation level has exceeded my expectations."
Whether out of nervousness or excitement, Yue Shuhua quickly knelt down and lowered her head, saying:
"Reporting to my master, I was just lucky."
Zhou Xingdou's silvery-white eyes, filled with a purple aura, narrowed slightly at this moment, his voice lowered, and his expression turned colder:
"It's not that you're lucky, it's that Huo Lingtian is lucky."
Upon hearing Zhou Xingdou's words, Yue Shuhua's body trembled, but she still forced herself to remain calm and asked with a puzzled expression:
"What do you mean, Master? Could it be that Tian'er has survived?"
It must be said that Yue Shuhua's acting was full of flaws, and even Zhou Xingdou wondered how she managed to become the Empress of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Even Qiu Yu and Liu Yanran, two young girls, could sense that Yue Shuhua's condition was somewhat strange, let alone the others.
Even Stephen Chow was amused by this clumsy acting:
"You should know this better than I do, shouldn't you? After all, you are his biological mother."
There's no need to even look at her acting skills; Yue Shuhua's attitude towards her master Zhou Xingdou is completely different from before. Even a fool could see that her mentality has changed.
Princess Iron Fan's beautiful eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and her expression turned somewhat cold as she looked at Yue Shuhua.
But Yue Shuhua didn't seem to realize there was anything wrong with her, and continued to bow her head respectfully, saying:
"What do you mean by this, Master? I have never left the Palace of Punishment Thunder, so how could I possibly know this?"
Instead of getting angry, Zhou Xingdou laughed, ignoring Yue Shuhua's words. He then looked at the others, a sinister smile appearing on his lips.
"Everyone else, step back. I have a private conversation with the Empress of Great Yan today."
Li Xiuru and her daughter Liu Yanran, along with the head steward Qiu Yu, obediently took their leave upon receiving Zhou Xingdou's order.
Princess Iron Fan's expression changed, and she looked at Zhou Xingdou with some worry. After all, Yue Shuhua was now at the peak of the Supreme Saint realm, and it was quite risky for her to be alone with Zhou Xingdou.
But just as Princess Iron Fan was about to say something, she was stopped by Fahai with a single look.
Fahai shook his head. He was the person in the Punishment Thunder Heavenly Palace who knew Zhou Xingdou's strength the most. A peak Saint was not afraid of a Great Saint!
Although he had never witnessed it with his own eyes, Fahai still learned from Xiao Zuanfengkou that Zhou Xingdou could kill a supreme-level demon as easily as slaughtering a chicken or a sheep a month ago.
After the battle in the Demon Sea, Zhou Xingdou went into seclusion at the Zhou family for a month. For others, a month of seclusion might not be a big deal, but for Zhou Xingdou, being able to go into seclusion for a month was definitely a leap forward.
Just how terrifying is Zhou Xingdou's strength now? Even Zhou Xingdou himself probably can't estimate it.
Moreover, Zhou Xingdou is surrounded by the ghostly Star Nether Guards. Even if two of them are Venerable-level, there are still six Venerable-level. How could they possibly be injured by a Supreme Saint?
Princess Iron Fan said no more. As a fellow war slave, she could sense Fahai's confidence in Zhou Xingdou. After giving Yue Shuhua a deep look, she left the Hall of Stars with Fahai.
The departure of everyone left the already empty Zhuxing Palace completely silent. Surprisingly, Yue Shuhua did not react to Zhou Xingdou's act of dismissing others. She did not say a word and simply buried her head in the ground.
Zhou Xingdou slowly rose from his throne, stepped down from his high position, and walked toward Yue Shuhua, who was still kneeling in worship.
The armored boots clashed on the floor, producing a crisp, metallic sound that made Yue Shuhua's breathing quicken involuntarily.
That fear and apprehension towards Zhou Xingdou had long been ingrained in her bones. Even though her cultivation level surpassed Zhou Xingdou's, she dared not even look up at him at this moment.
Zhou Xingdou also stopped before Yue Shuhua, who was kneeling in worship. His eyes were now incredibly deep, his face as cold as a knife, and his deep voice echoed in the empty hall:
What makes you think... you can escape my grasp?
Zhou Xingdou understood Yue Shuhua's attitude very well. Her demeanor and words carried a perfunctory respect, as well as a hint of relief at impending liberation.
Yue Shuhua took a deep breath, her body rising and falling with the long, deep breaths. Her voluptuous figure swayed slightly, and her face, which had been lowered to the ground, lifted up to reveal a dignified and elegant countenance.
"I don't think so."
Yue Shuhua raised her phoenix eyes and looked directly into Zhou Xingdou's eyes, her expression unreadable and her emotions extremely complex.
It was a gaze that was a mixture of love and hate, yet also held a firm resolve, which, combined with her regal and noble face, created an indescribable beauty.
Unlike before, Zhou Xingdou did not resort to violence at the slightest provocation. Although his expression was indifferent, he remained extremely calm as he said:
Do you really think Huo Lingtian can save you?
Yue Shuhua closed her eyes, took another deep breath, and opened them again, her phoenix eyes holding a hint of resignation to death:
"Why are you so sure it's Tian'er who's going to save me? You've already crippled him, and you've destroyed the Great Yan Dynasty. How could he possibly save me?"
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would let a tiger return to the mountain? How could Huo Lingtian not have my people watching him?"
Zhou Xingdou looked at Yue Shuhua with a calm expression.
If it weren't for the fact that there weren't enough people at the time, and that he hadn't completely ignored a mere Huo Lingfei, he would have believed that he had sent someone to monitor Huo Lingtian.
But how could Yue Shuhua possibly know what Zhou Xingdou was thinking back then?
Based on her impression of Zhou Xingdou, and the influence left by the Myriad Transformations Slave Seal, Zhou Xingdou in Yue Shuhua's mind was almost deified. Not to mention that even if the perfect level of bewitchment was not actively activated, it would still have a subtle influence on people.
This made Zhou Xingdou's words seem incredibly real, and Yue Shuhua's expression changed instantly. She stared at Zhou Xingdou with wide eyes, stunned for a moment.
Zhou Xingdou also squatted down, taking a good look at Yue Shuhua's kneeling posture from a suitable angle. He reached out and grabbed her chin, his expression playful:
"Do you believe me or not, if I want Huo Lingtian to die, even if he has immense supernatural powers, his head will be sent to the Punishment Thunder Palace within a quarter of an hour?"
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