Even though Lin Fan has now freed her from slavery and treated her as an equal lover, her petty and narrow-minded nature, inherited from years of being a maid, is still hard to change.
However, this is not Qiu Yu's fault. After all, in her previous life, it took her twenty years to become Lin Fan's head butler before she could wash away that humble aura.
The moment Qiu Yu saw Zhou Xingdou, her bright eyes trembled, and she immediately knelt down, her face beaming with excitement:
"This servant greets my master!"
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow slightly. Now, influenced by the destiny of the female protagonist, Qiu Yu's Myriad Transformations Slave Seal has been dissolved. However, although the slave seal has been removed, the subtly ingrained mindset is difficult to change.
At least in such a short period of time, Qiu Yu's loyalty will not waver in any way.
However, Zhou Xingdou was still somewhat uneasy. Recalling what had happened here last time, his silver-white eyes, filled with purple aura, narrowed, and he said calmly to the kneeling Qiu Yu:
"I'm getting tired of standing."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yu showed no displeasure whatsoever; instead, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes as she quickly crawled behind Zhou Xingdou.
The embroidered dress that Lin Fan had bought at a high price and carefully selected as a gift for her was now stained with dust and dirt from the ground, making it look somewhat dirty and messy.
But she didn't care at all, straightening her slender waist and beaming with pride, she said:
"Please have a seat, Master. Qiu Yu can't wait any longer."
Zhou Xingdou had been observing Qiu Yu's micro-expressions, his pupils taking in every muscle, every breath, and every meridian of Qiu Yu.
After confirming that Qiu Yu was truly not faking anything, Zhou Xingdou smiled slightly and sat on Qiu Yu's back.
He also affectionately patted Qiu Yu's head and praised her:
"Autumn Rain, you are the most comfortable chair I have ever sat on."
Using a person as a stool—only Stephen Chow would do something like that; it's a bit perverse.
But the thought that the woman sitting next to him was the destined heroine whom Lin Fan deeply loved made Zhou Xingdou unable to suppress his joy.
Praised by Stephen Chow, Qiu Yu's face lit up with fervor, and she was extremely excited:
"Being able to become the master's stool is a blessing that Qiuyu has accumulated over a hundred lifetimes. Qiuyu wishes she could serve the master every day."
But at this moment, Zhou Xingdou changed the subject and asked calmly:
How's the task I assigned you going?
"Don't worry, Master. That beast Lin Fan is just like a lapdog, always circling around me."
Today at Huishan Residence, he even confessed his love to me, but don't worry, Master, I didn't even let him touch such a disgusting person. I belong only to you, Master!
When Lin Fan was mentioned, Qiu Yu showed disgust and aversion, but she quickly tried to prove her innocence to Zhou Xingdou, afraid that Zhou Xingdou might misunderstand something.
Upon hearing this, Stephen Chow couldn't help but smile, rubbing his chin as he said:
"Oh? Lin Fan confessed his feelings to you?"
Qiu Yu immediately lost her balance and felt nauseous, saying:
"Yes, Master. Today, that beast borrowed spirit stones from who-knows-who and arranged a top-class seat at Huishan Residence. He also gave me a treasure and knelt down on one knee to confess his love to me. I was so disgusted that I almost couldn't eat."
Without Zhou Xingdou's support in this life, Lin Fan really couldn't afford these things with his current financial resources, so he probably had to borrow money from You Ji.
But this also made Stephen Chow curious:
"What kind of treasure did I give you?"
Qiu Yu immediately took out a cyan longsword from her storage ring. Zhou Xingdou took the longsword, examined it, and found that it was indeed a treasure, and a top-grade treasure at that.
A top-grade treasure is enough to attract a group of powerful cultivators to fight over it, and even kings and nobles are no exception.
Moreover, this cyan longsword is indeed very exquisite, with a slender blade engraved with beautiful patterns, and a hollowed-out scabbard that makes the longsword look very high-end.
A ruby is inlaid on the hilt, and the sword is wrapped with ice silk, connected to a wisp of blue and red tassel. It is hard for most women not to like it.
It is evident that Lin Fan put a lot of effort into selecting this sword and spent a considerable amount of money, probably already in debt.
Even Stephen Chow couldn't help but sigh:
"A very beautiful sword."
As he spoke, Zhou Xingdou grasped the gleaming blade of the sword with his hand, which was as clear as white jade, and continued:
"Unfortunately... too weak."
With that, he clenched his fist tightly, unleashing a terrifying surge of power from the Thousand Dragons.
The exquisite and exquisite top-grade magic weapon longsword was instantly squeezed by the supreme brute force, and after emitting a crisp sword cry, it suddenly turned into a pile of dust.
The powder from the sword drifted down, shimmering in the moonlight, a truly beautiful sight.
The longsword shattered, but Qiu Yu showed no sign of sadness. Instead, she looked at Zhou Xingdou with a fanatical expression and said:
"Master is so amazing! Even the finest treasures are like withered wood in your hands. This powder is so beautiful, is it a gift from you to your servant?"
At this moment, Zhou Xingdou also got up from Qiu Yu's jade back, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
However, this sword is entirely red, as if it were enveloped in divine flames, and the hilt is even more exquisite, resembling a fiery lotus. It surpasses the cyan longsword that Lin Fan gave it.
"Your master is not as stingy as Lin Fan. This Crimson Lotus Sword is a divine weapon. I destroyed your treasure, and in return, I will give you a divine weapon!"
As he spoke, Zhou Xingdou helped Qiu Yu up from the ground and placed Hong Lianlian in her now dusty hands.
Zhou Xingdou didn't care about a divine weapon. At his current level, he would only educate, but not bully, his servants.
Qiu Yu received the Crimson Lotus Sword, feeling its intense and powerful divine might. Her eyes welled with a mixture of joy, fascination, emotion, and reverence, and tears streamed down her face.
"How could I, your humble servant, deserve such kindness from you, my master? I can never repay you in this lifetime."
The difference between a treasure and a divine weapon is like that between a ghost fire and a Ferrari, or even greater. Even if the Ferrari is ugly as hell, it is still countless times better than a meticulously modified ghost fire.
Moreover, the Crimson Lotus Sword was bestowed upon Qiu Yu by Zhou Xingdou. As far as Qiu Yu was concerned, even the top-grade treasures that Lin Fan had carefully prepared could not compare to the Crimson Lotus Sword. To compare the two would be an insult to the Crimson Lotus Sword.
Looking at Qiu Yu, whose eyes were brimming with tears, Zhou Xingdou gently lifted her chin with his long, slender fingers and said in a deep, magnetic voice:
"Then do your master a favor."
Qiu Yu immediately perked up, wiped away her tears, and said resolutely:
"I will do anything my master asks me to do, even if it means my death!"
A purple aura surged in Zhou Xingdou's eyes, and his handsome face now appeared somewhat eerie, like a bewitching demon slowly speaking:
"I don't want you to die, but I'm afraid you'll have to suffer some injustice. But don't worry, only I can touch you."
Infected by Stephen Chow's aura, Qiu Yu's eyes became hazy and infatuated, and her legs went weak, causing her to fall into Stephen Chow's arms:
"As long as it's your master, this servant will do anything!"
Zhou Xingdou, however, looked towards the direction of Nine Profound Peak, his true eyes piercing through everything as he gazed at Lin Fan, silently thinking to himself:
"Lin Fan, are you ready to experience despair?"
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