Zhou Xingdou's figure reappeared, now in a void, with three figures standing in front of him.
One of the figures is a stunningly beautiful woman with an oval face, a high nose, and rosy lips. She wears a brocade robe with two tiger-tendon sashes around her waist, and her skin is as smooth as cream and her body as white as jade.
His almond-shaped eyes were full of charm, like shimmering autumn water, but what was most striking were the two frost-bladed, azure-edged immortal swords at his waist, their cold light gleaming, enough to send chills down one's spine at a single glance.
The other two were dressed in golden robes, but with their arms half-baked. A lifelike, fierce-looking dragon was depicted on one of their arms, yet the dragon exuded a dignified Buddhist aura. They sat on a lotus platform in the void, resembling a solemn Buddha statue.
A man holding a whisk, with an upright face, exuded the aura of the Great Dao, and his surging blood and qi resonated within him. He was half martial artist and half Daoist, like a martial god.
It was none other than the Iron Fan Immortal, Fahai, and Yuan Tian!
"Owner!"
"My lord!"
"Young Master!"
Upon seeing the figure before them, the three were shocked, their pupils dilated, and tears welled up in their eyes.
Princess Iron Fan was the most aggressive, directly attacking Stephen Chow.
Zhou Xingdou, deeply moved by the sight of the three, embraced Princess Iron Fan, who had thrown herself into his arms, gently stroking her soft, jade-like back, and said softly:
"Madam, it's been a long time."
Princess Iron Fan's tears slid down her cheeks, her breath quickening with emotion.
"I knew it, Master would be alright!"
Yuan Tian also quickly pretended to cry:
"Young Master, you are indeed still alive!" Yuan Tianzhen was overjoyed, tears streaming down his face, speechless with emotion... *sobs*
Hearing the fawning voice he hadn't heard in a long time, Zhou Xingdou couldn't help but chuckle twice, watching Yuan Tiandao rub his eyes with his sleeves, but unable to shed a single tear:
"Stop pretending, you can't cry even if you rub your eyes."
Only Fahai remained completely normal, clasping his hands together in prayer and bowing down, both surprised and delighted, saying:
"Welcome back to His Lord in His resurrection!"
While comforting Princess Iron Fan in his arms, Zhou Xingdou observed Fahai and Yuan Tian.
The two men looked much more weathered and mature than before.
But most importantly, the two of them exuded a deep aura, which made Stephen Chow feel somewhat unable to see through them!
This startled Zhou Xingdou, and in the blink of an eye, the battle slave panels of Princess Iron Fan and Fahai appeared before his eyes:
......
[War Slave]: Fahai
[Realm]: Great Emperor
[True Form]: Mahoraga, one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons
...
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[War Slave]: Princess Iron Fan (Shackles: 5/6)
[Realm]: Great Emperor (+)
[Identity]: Iron Fan Fairy, Rakshasa Woman
...
This caused Zhou Xingdou's expression to tremble slightly. With his return, he now had two more emperors under his command.
But then, the system's voice suddenly rang out:
[Ding! Host, your battle slave Fahai, has slaughtered 200,000 low-level Chaos beings, 40,000 mid-level Chaos beings, 120 high-level Chaos beings, and 6 King-level Chaos beings. Host has received a reward of 606,000 Luck Points!]
[Ding! Host, Princess Iron Fan, a war slave, has slaughtered 500,000 low-level Chaos beings, 100,000 mid-level Chaos beings, 800 high-level Chaos beings, and 10 King-level Chaos beings. Host has received a reward of 1.29 million Luck Points!]
!!
The sudden notification sound startled Zhou Xingdou, who was momentarily stunned by the massive amount of luck points in front of him.
Fahai alone brought 600,000 luck points. This is only half of the luck points that the war slave can give to the host. The actual luck points have reached one million.
Princess Iron Fan went even further, gaining herself 1.29 million luck points.
Having eliminated the three great demons and three celestial beings of the Four Heavenly Sacred Domains, Zhou Xingdou's luck value had reached 1,118,800 points. Now, with the luck value brought by Fahai and Princess Iron Fan, and excluding the insignificant fractions, Zhou Xingdou's luck value has reached 3 million!
Three million luck points—this was something Zhou Xingdou wouldn't even dare to dream of in the short term, yet he suddenly achieved it.
He also noticed something unusual about Princess Iron Fan's battle slave panel: there was an extra shackle value in her life column, meaning there were a total of five shackles, four of which had been unlocked, leaving only the last one.
Zhou Xingdou never unlocked the shackles for Princess Iron Fan; it was probably Princess Iron Fan who unlocked them through her own cultivation over the past twenty years.
The title "Emperor of the Realm" has a plus sign after it, just like "Giant Spirit God".
Zhou Xingdou clicked on it with some curiosity. He was also curious about what realm was after the Great Emperor, and even more curious whether his current three million luck points were enough to unlock this last shackle.
[Ding! Unlocking Princess Iron Fan's final shackle requires 100 million Luck Points. Host's Luck Points are insufficient; more effort is needed.]
Zhou Xingdou gasped as he looked at the long string of zeros. One hundred million luck points!
The first shackle of the Giant Spirit God made him a Quasi-Emperor of the Fourth Transformation, which only required 50,000 luck points. The second shackle, which brought him to the peak of Quasi-Emperor status, only required 100,000 luck points. But the final shackle of Princess Iron Fan required a staggering 100 million luck points.
It seems that the realm after the Great Emperor is indeed extraordinary; their luck value is no longer on the same level.
After Zhou Xingdou finished his investigation without showing any emotion, he suppressed his shock, wiped away the tears from Princess Iron Fan's eyes, and slowly said:
"I never imagined that after twenty years, you would all have become emperors."
Yuan Tian sighed softly:
"No, no, only the Iron Fan Mistress and that bald monk Fahai have become emperors. This old servant is only a half-emperor now."
Although he sighed, Yuan Tian's lips twitched wildly. He never imagined that he could become a half-emperor in just twenty years. He never even dared to think about becoming a quasi-emperor before, let alone a half-emperor.
Fahai glared at Yuan Tian before explaining to Zhou Xingdou:
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Fahai reached the Great Emperor level so quickly by borrowing the power of his previous life. Now that the power of his previous life has been exhausted, he can only slowly explore his cultivation path from now on."
Zhou Xingdou was not surprised by their explanations, and then looked at Princess Iron Fan in his arms.
Princess Iron Fan smiled slightly:
"Doesn't my master know my situation? He knows exactly where every mole on my body is..."
As she spoke, Princess Iron Fan blushed slightly, and Zhou Xingdou hugged her even tighter.
"It's more than just clear..."
Fahai and Yuan Tian pretended not to see Zhou Xingdou and Princess Iron Fan flirting.
However, Zhou Xingdou did not spend too much time with Princess Iron Fan. Twenty years had passed in the Primordial World, and there were still many things he did not understand, so he urgently needed someone to answer his questions.
"What are you rushing off to? If it weren't for my ability to reach the heavens with a single thought and possess the supernatural power to transcend the two realms, I still wouldn't be able to catch up with you."
Yuan Tian also stopped looking down at his nose and focusing on his mind:
"Of course we're looking for you, Young Master. Mistress Iron Fan just said she sensed you were in Tianxuan Sacred State, so we came here to search for you."
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