Chapter 220 Dignity
"She has long belonged to her husband."
"Every night, she serves her husband with all her heart."
"you?"
"You dare mention her name?"
This sentence.
It is more vicious than any other soul skill.
More deadly than any attack.
The originally menacing white tiger suddenly froze in mid-air.
In Dai Mubai's eyes.
I was instantly filled with disbelief and immense pain.
"No...impossible!"
"Zhu Qing...she won't..."
puff!
In a fit of rage.
Dai Mubai spat out a mouthful of blood.
His aura instantly became disordered.
It was at this very moment.
Qian Renxue made her move.
"Die."
She lightly swung down the angelic sword in her hand.
There are no fancy moves.
Only the purest divine power.
boom!
A golden flame erupted from the sword's edge.
That is the true fire of the sun.
It is a sacred fire capable of purifying all the filth in the world.
The flames instantly engulfed the enormous white tiger.
"ah--!!!"
A piercing scream echoed through the sky.
Within those golden flames.
The White Tiger's prized golden body defense was as fragile as paper, melting away instantly.
Skin charred black.
Flesh and blood dissolve.
Dai Mubai didn't even have a chance to resist before he was cut down to the ground by this sword.
Boom!
The mangled body crashed heavily onto the city wall.
They smashed the banner bearing the character "Dai" to pieces.
One move.
Just one move.
The spiritual pillar of the Star Luo Empire and the leader of the Shrek Seven Devils was completely crippled.
quiet.
A deathly silence.
The million-strong Star Luo army stared blankly at this scene.
Looking at the bloodied figure writhing and howling in the flames.
despair.
It spreads in everyone's heart.
"kill."
Qian Renxue coldly uttered a single word.
Behind him.
The angelic legion, which had been poised for battle, transformed into a golden torrent and poured down.
This was a massacre.
A crushing defeat with no suspense whatsoever.
...
10,000 meters above the ground.
Deep in the clouds.
Lu Ming sat on a throne formed from condensed clouds.
He was holding a glass of fine wine that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
He looked down at the one-sided battle below.
Looking at Qian Renxue's heroic and dashing figure.
She nodded slightly.
"good."
Lu Ming took a sip of wine.
That glass of wine was eventually emptied.
Lu Ming casually placed the jade cup on the cloud-shaped table.
It made a crisp "click" sound.
Below.
The inevitable massacre was nearing its end.
The once magnificent Xingluo Imperial City is now half-collapsed and filled with the smoke of war.
Under the overwhelming power of the angel legion, more than half of the millions of soldiers were killed or wounded, and the rest abandoned their weapons and knelt down, trembling in fear.
The banner bearing the inscription "Dai" has long since turned to ashes.
And in those charred ruins.
Several Divine Court soldiers were dragging Dai Mubai, who was lying like a dead dog, and throwing him into the prison cart.
At this moment, Dai Mubai had lost all of the imposing aura of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger.
His entire body was charred black.
The skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped open.
You can even smell a nauseating meaty aroma.
But he didn't die.
Qian Renxue's sword strike precisely avoided his vital points, only burning his meridians and shattering his bones.
It turned him from a Soul Saint into a useless person who was even worse than an ordinary person.
"God Lord."
Qian Renxue's voice came through divine sense, carrying a hint of inquiry.
"What should be done with the remaining members of the Star Luo royal family?"
Lu Ming didn't even lift his eyelids.
His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne.
"kill."
Just one simple word.
It determined the fate of an empire that would last for ten thousand years.
"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze."
"All direct and collateral relatives of the Star Luo royal family, regardless of age or gender, shall be exterminated."
"As for Dai Mubai..."
Lu Ming paused, his playful smile deepening.
"Keep it."
"Wouldn't it be too easy on him to just kill him like this?"
"Moreover, some suffering in this world is far more despairing than death."
"His martial spirit has been destroyed."
"Throw him into the mines of the far north."
"Isn't there a perennial shortage of people to mine coal there?"
"Let him go."
"Tell the foreman not to treat him like a human being, just keep him alive and don't let him die."
"Let him see for himself how prosperous this new world, ruled by the divine court, truly is."
A divine oracle was issued.
Below on the battlefield, Qian Renxue nodded slightly.
He brandished the angelic sword in his hand once more.
Golden light swept across the depths of the palace.
Screams rose and fell, then finally fell silent.
Star Luo Empire.
Thus, the nation perished and the race was wiped out.
...
With the fall of the Star Luo Empire, the last vestige of resistance on the Douluo Continent vanished completely.
The banner of the Divine Court has been planted in every corner of the continent.
Whether it's a bustling capital city or a remote village.
Everyone was praising the illustrious name of the Divine Lord Lu Ming.
That was absolute domination.
A supreme and unparalleled aura that makes people dare not even look up at it.
Several days later.
The former Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace is now the main hall of the Divine Court.
The lights were on full display.
The sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air.
A grand celebration banquet is underway.
Inside the main hall, fine wines and delicacies were piled up like mountains.
A dancer dressed in a thin veil danced gracefully in the center, her figure exquisite, but her gaze would occasionally drift towards the man on the high platform.
If only I could catch that person's eye.
It's like flying up to a branch and becoming a phoenix.
Lu Ming leaned back lazily on the large dragon throne.
This is the pinnacle of power on the entire continent.
But he didn't seem very interested in it.
His gaze was somewhat unfocused.
He was playing with a luminous pearl in his hand.
To his left, Gu Yuena was peeling a crystal-clear lychee and carefully feeding it to his mouth.
On the right, Bibi Dong held a wine glass, her eyes glazed over. She had long lost the majesty of the Pope, and was now only a submissive woman.
And a position slightly below and to the side of him.
Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly.
She was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather outfit today, which accentuated her breathtakingly perfect curves.
That usually aloof face now held a hint of hesitation and trepidation.
She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly in her hand.
The knuckles turned slightly white from the force applied.
In the past few days, battle reports from the front lines have been coming in continuously.
She knew that Xingluo was dead.
She knew the Dai family was finished.
But no one ever mentioned that person.
She felt conflicted.
Her past engagement and friendship made it impossible for her to remain completely indifferent.
Even though she has now submitted to Lu Ming, body and soul.
Even though she knew that person wasn't good to her.
but...
Ultimately, I still want to know the result.
Lu Ming opened his mouth and ate the lychee that Gu Yuena fed him, feeling the sweetness burst in his mouth.
He tilted his head slightly.
His gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing.
"how?"
"This wine doesn't suit your taste?"
Lu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly brought Zhu Zhuqing back to her senses.
She shook her head in a panic.
"No...no."
"Wine bestowed by the gods is naturally of the highest quality."
Lu Ming smiled.
They didn't expose her.
He simply reached out and grabbed her soft hand that was resting on her knee.
It was a little cold.
It was still trembling slightly.
Lu Ming applied a little force, enveloping her hand in his palm.
The temperature is transferred.
"Ask whatever you want."
"There's no need to hide anything from me."
Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body trembled.
She looked up at Lu Ming's deep, starry eyes.
There was no blame there, only a serene understanding of everything.
She bit her lower lip.
Finally, she mustered her courage and asked softly:
"God Lord..."
"I want to know, Dai... Dai Mubai, how is he?"
When this question was asked.
Her voice was trembling.
She was afraid of angering this capricious man.
After all, they were enemies of the Divine Court.
It was a rebellion that openly insulted the Queen of Gods on the battlefield.
The air in the hall seemed to freeze slightly at the question.
Bibi Dong, standing beside him, frowned slightly, seemingly displeased that Zhu Zhuqing had brought up that name at this time.
But Lu Ming didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to say anything more.
Lu Ming played with Zhu Zhuqing's fingers.
Those fingertips were long and slender, yet they bore the calluses left by years of training.
"Dead."
Lu Ming said casually.
Zhu Zhuqing's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
Although it was expected.
But hearing it with my own ears still caused a pang of pain in my heart.
"but..."
Lu Ming changed the subject.
"As a former prince, his death was quite worthwhile."
"I had his martial spirit destroyed and sent him to the far north."
"There is a large coal mine there."
"He should be holding a pickaxe right now, contributing to the heating efforts of the Divine Court."
"This is atonement."
"To atone for his arrogance, and also for the Star Luo royal family's years of exploitation."
Upon hearing these words...
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly looked up.
The ashes in his eyes instantly reignited.
He's not dead?
Just to dig coal?
For ordinary people, that might be a torment worse than death.
But for Dai Mubai at this moment, being spared his life was already an immense blessing.
It is divine grace that extends beyond the law.
A surge of immense gratitude welled up within me.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were slightly red.
She gripped Lu Ming's hand tightly with her own.
She leaned forward slightly, getting a few steps closer to Lu Ming.
"Thanks..."
"Thank you, Lu Ming."
"Thank you for your understanding."
She knew that given Dai Mubai's actions, being torn to pieces wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Lu Ming spared his life entirely out of consideration for him.
This affection.
It's too heavy.
Looking at her tearful expression of gratitude, Lu Ming couldn't help but find it amusing.
tolerant?
Those two words were never in Lu Ming's dictionary.
To send a high-ranking prince to be a slave in a dark and gloomy mine.
This kind of psychological torture is much more interesting than killing him.
But he didn't explain.
He merely raised an eyebrow slightly, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.
He gently scratched Zhu Zhuqing's palm with his finger.
"Just saying thank you verbally?"
"My divine consort."
"As you know, I'm a businessman."
"Never do a business that loses money."
"This verbal gratitude is not enough to repay Dai Mubai's life."
Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks flushed red instantly.
Her face turned red all the way down to her ears.
She could easily understand the meaning behind Lu Ming's words.
That aggressive gaze seemed to want to strip off her leather coat.
But this time...
She did not dodge.
She didn't lower her head in embarrassment.
instead.
She took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision.
She leaned close to Lu Ming's ear.
Warm breath brushed against Lu Ming's earlobe, carrying a delicate fragrance like orchids and musk.
"tonight..."
The sound was very soft.
As fine as a mosquito's buzz.
But Lu Ming heard it clearly.
"If the God Lord does not mind..."
"Zhu Qing wishes to stay in the palace and serve the ancestral tablet."
"Use all... of your strength."
She spoke the last four words with extreme difficulty, yet with unwavering determination.
This is the only thing she can currently offer.
This is also proof that she has completely given up on him.
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
That's the excitement a hunter feels when he sees his prey finally walk into the trap on its own.
This aloof little wildcat.
Finally, she let go of all her reserve.
"good."
Lu Ming patted the back of her hand, his smile wide.
"Then I'll wait."
"I hope your performance will be as impressive as your martial spirit."
"It surprised me."
...
The night was deep.
The inner palace of the Divine Court, however, was far from peaceful.
A faint fragrance permeated Lu Ming's bedroom.
That was Zhu Zhuqing's unique flavor.
It has a cool and refreshing feel with a hint of sweetness.
Just now.
The little wildcat left.
The way he walked was a bit strange, clearly indicating that he had just been through a storm.
Lu Ming leaned against the headboard, wearing a thin bathrobe.
Feeling refreshed and invigorated.
It has to be said.
Zhu Zhuqing's flexibility is simply superb.
They can perfectly coordinate all sorts of difficult poses without needing much instruction.
Just as Lu Ming was savoring the taste of what had just happened...
Bang!
The palace gate was pushed open.
There was no knocking.
There was no official announcement.
In the entire Divine Court, there was only one person who dared to barge into Lu Ming's palace like this.
A thousand feet of snow.
She was wearing her signature golden palace dress, her hair slightly disheveled, clearly having just returned from the military camp.
Upon entering.
Her delicate nose twitched.
It's like capturing a scent in the air.
Immediately afterwards.
Her brows furrowed.
That stunningly beautiful face was instantly filled with grievance and dissatisfaction.
"really."
Qian Renxue walked quickly to the bedside, glaring angrily at Lu Ming.
"I knew it."
"The cat just left."
"I can smell it!"
Lu Ming couldn't help but laugh when he saw her jealous expression.
Where is this the same angel god who could cripple Dai Mubai with a single sword strike on the battlefield?
She's clearly a resentful woman confined to her chambers.
"how?"
"Our Empress, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, is coming to check up on us?"
Lu Ming reached out, wanting to take her hand.
But Qian Renxue slapped him away.
"Don't touch me!"
Qian Renxue turned around, her back to Lu Ming, her shoulders shrugging.
"My husband is biased."
"Extremely biased!"
"These past few days, you've either been feeding the fish in the Imperial Garden with that dragon, or fooling around with this cat in the palace."
"And that Bibi Dong..."
She paused slightly when she mentioned the name, clearly still feeling a bit awkward.
"I felt like a laborer."
"We'll fight wars for you, kill people for you, and pacify the world for you."
"I'm finally back."
"We can't even get a hot meal."
In conclusion.
Qian Renxue's voice was already trembling with sobs.
It was truly a grievance.
She felt that she had risked everything for Lu Ming.
They don't even care about the dignity of angels or gods anymore.
And what was the result?
When she returned, she found her husband holding someone else in his arms.
She really couldn't swallow this insult.
(End of chapter)