As the Desolate Heavenly Empress was moved, she also took the opportunity to ask:
What if there's an ambush?
Stephen Chow raised an eyebrow, a playful look in his eyes:
"I'll change your title. From now on, I'll be called the Desolate Heaven Emperor, and you'll be called the Desolate Heaven Consort."
Empress Huangtian nodded without hesitation:
"Can!"
Even Zhou Xingdou was surprised that the Desolate Heaven Empress agreed so readily. He immediately felt that he might have set too low a price or that he had not explained things clearly enough.
Empress Huangtian seemed to realize that her quick agreement was somewhat inappropriate, and explained:
"Anyway, if I marry someone, you'll be my only choice. What's wrong with changing my title to become your imperial concubine?"
Empress Huangtian was not lying, because that was indeed what she thought, given her limited brain capacity.
From a purely pros and cons-based perspective, she wouldn't lose out no matter what she chose. If there was no danger, she could gain a great asset for revenge. Moreover, if there really was an ambush as Zhou Xingdou said, Zhou Xingdou would naturally protect her if he went with her.
Moreover, even if she loses, she won't suffer any loss. Besides, she'll become Zhou Xingdou's imperial concubine. He'll still help her get revenge, so it's a sure-fire deal. How could he possibly refuse?
Zhou Xingdou felt a little tricked, but remembering the system's previous rewards, he didn't regret it. After all, helping the Desolate Empress obtain the treasure vault might reward him with some luck points.
But at this moment, Zhou Xingdou's brows furrowed, and he turned his gaze to Xiao Tianzuo, who lay peacefully on the bed, and said calmly:
"Now that you're awake, why pretend to be asleep?"
Everyone followed Zhou Xingdou's gaze to Xiao Tianzuo, who had a serene expression, only to see that his serene expression instantly turn into a silly grin.
Xiao Tianzuo opened his eyes, sat up in bed, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, but still looked at Zhou Xingdou with some confusion:
"How did Master discover that I was pretending to be asleep?"
Zhou Xingdou shook his head slightly and said:
"If I can't even tell if someone is pretending to be asleep, how can I be your teacher?"
Xiao Tianzuo chuckled awkwardly twice, quickly got off the bed, and knelt down before Zhou Xingdou and Qing Yanjing with a thud, respectfully saying:
"Greetings to Master and Third Mistress. Thank you, Master, for bringing Senior Huangtian back to life."
As he spoke, Xiao Tianzu kowtowed three times, then turned to the Desolate Empress and kowtowed again, genuinely happy:
"Congratulations on reshaping your physical body, senior..."
At this point, Xiao Tianzuo raised his head, paused, glanced at his master Zhou Xingdou, and then his extremely ordinary eyes flickered before he cautiously asked again:
"Or congratulations to Fourth Master's Wife?"
The Empress of Desolate Heaven, whose blood-red eyes, once gleaming with emotion as she watched Xiao Tianzuo kneel down to congratulate her, suddenly turned pale:
"I didn't lose, stop yelling!"
Empress Huangtian wasn't a lovesick woman; she didn't have any real feelings for Zhou Xingdou. If you really had any feelings for him, it was probably just a little resentment.
She admitted that Stephen Chow was indeed the most handsome man she had ever seen, but she was not so shallow as to say that she liked him simply because he was good-looking.
Xiao Tianzuo scratched his head speechlessly. He couldn't understand why the Empress of the Desolate Heaven, who had clearly stated that she would not marry anyone but her own master, would still be so wary of these things.
Weren't we just talking about the Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the Desolate Heavenly Consort?
Stephen Chow chuckled softly at Xiao Tianzuo's actions:
“She’s right. Don’t call her that. Even if you do, call her Master’s Wife, the Ninety-Nine.”
Zhou Xingdou's words made Xiao Tianzuo's eyes widen in shock, his jaw almost dropping:
"Huh? I have ninety-eight teachers' wives?"
Even Qing Yanjing couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhou Xingdou at this moment, but she had already gotten used to this when she was a war slave, so she didn't use any waist-pinning techniques, but just quietly watched everything.
Empress Huangtian was also shocked. Zhou Xingdou already had ninety-eight women, and she instantly regretted her decision.
Although she had never been in a relationship or had any romantic love, it would be hard for anyone to accept being the ninety-ninth woman in a family.
Qing Yanjing also couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for Zhou Xingdou, explaining to Xiao Tianzuo:
"You don't have a ninety-ninth master's wife, it's just that your elder couldn't get the fourth position."
Qing Yanjing's tone was very calm. Although it sounded like she was mocking the Desolate Empress, it was more like she was simply stating the facts.
This immediately ignited a sense of resentment in the heart of the Desolate Heaven Empress. Her bewitching blood-red eyes fixed on Qing Yanjing with hostility, and she coldly said:
"If you couldn't get fourth place, how did you manage to get third?"
Despite the hostility of the Desolate Heaven Empress, Qing Yanjing showed no fear or hesitation. She stood there calmly, like an unshakeable mountain.
Almost simultaneously, billions of divine seals shone like stars in the sky, each containing endless mysteries and power. They intertwined and converged, forming an indescribable and powerful imperial might.
As this momentum continued to rise, Qing Yanjing's body also began to emit a dazzling light.
Her skin became translucent, as if one could see the golden energy flowing through it; her hair danced in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth.
Her eyes were deep and sharp, revealing an otherworldly aura. At that moment, she seemed to transform into a supreme deity, controlling the life and death of all things in the world.
Under the oppressive force of this overwhelming imperial might, the entire world trembled. A mournful cry echoed through the void, seemingly expressing fear and awe at this power.
Empress Huangtian's face instantly turned extremely ugly. Her blood-red pupils contracted sharply, and her face was filled with shock. She exclaimed in disbelief:
"Refining Dao Realm!"
Zhou Xingdou stood aside, quietly sensing the imperial aura emanating from Qing Yanjing.
His brows relaxed slightly, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. This was the first time Qing Yanjing had displayed her true strength in front of him since her resurrection.
That imperial aura was all too familiar to Zhou Xingdou, because he had experienced it firsthand.
Nine Transformations of a Quasi-Emperor!
When the system said that Qing Yanjing's battle slave mark had been removed and she had returned to her full strength, Zhou Xingdou didn't pay much attention. He thought that Qing Yanjing would only jump one or two realms in the Supreme Realm, but he didn't expect such a leap.
It's no exaggeration to call it a surprise!
"The reason I am ranked third is because I am willing to die for him, to spend countless years with him in the long river of time, and to give him everything."
Qingyan Jing's divine voice resounded throughout the world. Her expression remained as calm as ever, but the divine voice had already expressed her dissatisfaction with the Desolate Heaven Empress:
"And you, you not only offer him no help whatsoever, but you also have no feelings whatsoever. What right do you have to be his woman? You're only fit to be a toy!"
Before the Desolate Heaven Empress could reply, Zhou Xingdou felt a strange sensation upon hearing Qing Yanjing's words; it seemed as if these words were directed at him!
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