116: Chapter 116 A Supreme Female Saint of Dignified Beauty and Unparalleled Charm! A Beauty…

Wet blood hung from the corner of Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's mouth, and several clear finger marks had already appeared on her originally fair and delicate cheeks. Her beautiful eyes, which used to be bright, lively, and full of pride, now held nothing but overwhelming despair, as if they had sunk into a bottomless cold pool.

Yet even in the depths of her despair, when her gaze fell upon the man before her, a powerful wave of unwillingness and a bone-chilling intent to kill, which almost shattered her sanity, uncontrollably surged from the bottom of that stagnant pool.

Looking at the unconcealable killing intent in Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's eyes, Zhou Liangan curled his lips into a cold smile. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and delivered a vicious slap, landing it squarely on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's already reddened cheek.

*Slap!*

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the cave with a brutal force.

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's head was whipped violently to the side, and her already reddened cheek instantly swelled even more. Fresh blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto her collar and blooming into striking red plum blossoms.

"What? Not convinced?" Zhou Liangan shook his hand that had just delivered the blow, the cruelty in his eyes deepening as he spoke with utter disdain, "Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, even at this point, you still dare to put on airs as one of the Seven Sages of Kunlun and a noble lady of the Dragon Clan? I think you really haven't realized your current situation."

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan grit her teeth and forced down the metallic taste of blood in her throat.

She slowly turned her head back to look at Zhou Liangan, her delicate fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and her fingernails almost dug into the flesh of her palms.

She wanted to resist, to rush forward and tear the man before her into ten thousand pieces, and to return all the humiliation he had inflicted upon her a thousand, ten thousand times over.

But the moment the killing intent in Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's heart surged to its Peak, a heart-wrenching, agonizing pain suddenly exploded from the depths of her Divine Soul!

It was as if a red-hot dagger had been viciously stabbed into her Soul, frantically twisting and tearing inside.

It was a pain that no physical wound could compare to. It spread from the deepest depths of her Soul, instantly sweeping through her entire body and causing her to spasm uncontrollably. Dense cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her vision began to blur.

The slave brand.

This damned mark was like a maggot on a bone, firmly pinned to Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's Divine Soul Origin.

As long as she harbored any intent to kill, or even the slightest thought of resisting Zhou Liangan, this slave brand would instantly activate, forcing her to suffer the excruciating pain of her Divine Soul tearing apart, leaving her without a single shred of strength.

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan trembled all over from the pain.

Looking at Zhou Liangan's sneering face, a deep, bone-deep despair washed over her like a tidal wave, completely submerging her.

"Zhou Liangan, what exactly will it take for you to kill me?" Seventh Master Ao Qingyan finally spoke, her voice incredibly hoarse, trembling with deep despair. Every single word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

She no longer sought anything—not revenge, not escape—she only wished for death.

Rather than being used as a Human Furnace by Zhou Liangan, humiliated and tortured day after day, she would rather experience her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, ending it cleanly.

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan seemed to have heard some grand joke. He suddenly let out a low laugh, his laughter filled with mockery and coldness.

He took a step forward, reaching out to pinch Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's chin, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

"Kill you?" Zhou Liangan's gaze swept over her exquisite, graceful figure as if appraising a rare treasure, the wicked smile on his lips growing wider. "This young master already told you, you are a peerless Human Furnace rarely seen in ten thousand years, with a pure Divine Soul that is highly beneficial to my cultivation. For such a wonderful treasure, I can't cherish you enough, so how could I bear to kill you?"

He paused, leaning in closer, his warm breath fanning across Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's face. "Beauty, don't say such foolish things. Follow this young master obediently and serve me well. Perhaps one day when I'm happy, I might even give you a status. That is surely better than getting slapped and suffering the pain of a tearing Divine Soul every day, isn't it?"

"In your dreams!" Seventh Master Ao Qingyan snapped her head up, her eyes instantly turning bloodshot and filled with veins, her hatred almost overflowing. "Zhou Liangan, even if I suffer my Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, I will never let you have your way! Don't even think about touching me!"

The moment Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's voice fell, the slave brand in the depths of her Divine Soul flared up again. Another wave of pain, even more violent than before, washed over her, causing her vision to go black as she nearly fainted.

But just then, as Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by the pain, a faint yet incredibly familiar connection suddenly resonated from the depths of her Divine Soul!

Back then, the seven of them had cultivated a secret technique together in Kunlun, establishing an extremely hidden connection between their Divine Souls.

Even though Zhou Liangan had used runes to completely isolate all aura here, and even if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, as long as the other party used the secret technique, they would be able to sense each other's presence.

This connection was like a sudden spark of fire lighting up the boundless darkness.

In Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's bloodshot, deathly still eyes, which had been completely filled with despair, an irrepressible look of joy instantly surfaced!

Her body shuddered violently, and even the pain of her tearing Divine Soul seemed to ease significantly at this moment.

Her sister was here!

She had finally come to save her!

How could Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's slight change in emotion escape the notice of Zhou Liangan, who had been staring at her?

Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow. Seeing the sudden light in her eyes, he showed no surprise at all. Instead, a knowing, cold smile appeared on his face. "What? So happy all of a sudden. Did you sense your savior coming?"

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan took a deep breath, forcing down the surging excitement in her heart.

She raised her head and looked back at Zhou Liangan. Her beautiful eyes no longer held the despair and helplessness from before; instead, they were filled with coldness and confidence. She glared at Zhou Liangan and said coldly, word by word, "That's right! Someone has indeed come to save me."

"Zhou Liangan, don't think that just because you sealed this place tight with these lousy runes, you're completely safe." The corner of Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's mouth curled into a hateful smile, her voice brimming with confidence. "The seven of us have cultivated together in Kunlun for thousands of years, and we have long possessed a secret technique that connects our Divine Souls. Even if you cut off the aura of heaven and earth, you cannot block the connection between us sisters!"

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan thought that Zhou Liangan would at least show a trace of panic upon hearing this.

However, to her surprise, the smile on Zhou Liangan's face only widened, even carrying a hint of amusement, as if he had anticipated all of this long ago.

Folding his arms over his chest, Zhou Liangan looked at Seventh Master Ao Qingyan indifferently and said unhurriedly, "So that's how it is. You actually have such a secret technique. But I do want to ask, since you make it sound so impressive, why is it that you've been in this young master's hands for nearly three days, and only now have your fellow Kunlun companions shown up?"

Watching the smile on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's face instantly freeze, Zhou Liangan continued to sneer, "Could it be that they did it on purpose? Intentionally delaying for a few days just so you would suffer more torture under me, and taste more of this living hell?"

"Shut up!" Seventh Master Ao Qingyan barked, interrupting Zhou Liangan without a second thought, but her tone was inexplicably lacking some of her previous confidence.

Looking at Zhou Liangan's malicious face, she sneered and forced down the slight, unwarranted doubt in her heart. Her beautiful eyes flashing with bone-chilling coldness, she swept a disdainful glance over him. "Don't think your attempts to sow discord will make me believe your nonsense. My sisters were all in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm. To save me, they had to forcefully interrupt their seclusion. It is only normal for them to be delayed by two days."

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow, smiling noncommittally.

Although Zhou Liangan spoke casually, he did not let his guard down in the slightest. With a subtle twitch of his fingers, he secretly activated the Heaven Rank Xuanling Shield.

The moment he activated the Xuanling Shield, a minute ripple suddenly spread through the frozen air of the cave.

It was not the violent vibration of space being torn open, but rather like a small pebble tossed into a calm lake, creating gentle yet irresistible ripples.

Within the ripples was an incredibly terrifying yet extremely restrained aura. Though not a single shred of pressure leaked out, it caused the spiritual energy in the entire cave to instantly freeze at this moment.

Zhou Liangan's pupils contracted sharply.

He could clearly feel that the intensity of this aura far exceeded his expectations.

In the next second, a figure slowly stepped out from the spatial ripples.

She was a woman who looked to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a moon-white floor-length gown. The hem of her skirt was embroidered with pale gold Phoenix patterns, which swayed gently with her steps, as if a True Phoenix were slowly spreading its wings amidst the clouds.

Her appearance was dignified, gorgeous, elegant, and luxurious, with long, narrow Phoenix eyes that held a calm indifference, having seen through the affairs of the world. Though she simply stood there, she gave off an unattainable aura, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens.

The moment she appeared, the smell of blood and burnt flesh in the cave was instantly masked by the elegant scent of sandalwood she naturally carried.

Even the slave brand flaring up in the depths of Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's Divine Soul seemed to sense this aura and instantly receded, and her heart-wrenching pain vanished along with it.

Looking at the woman before him and sensing her unfathomable aura, Zhou Liangan's heart sank.

Without the slightest hesitation, almost instinctively, he immediately shouted in his mind to the System: "Exchange for a Saint-Tier Mystic Spirit Shield Trial Card! Activate immediately!"

As Zhou Liangan's command was issued, an invisible barrier enveloped him completely.

Only then did Zhou Liangan secretly breathe a sigh of relief, finally feeling a bit of reassurance.

The moment Seventh Master Ao Qingyan saw this woman, the emotions she had been desperately holding back completely collapsed.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and her long-accumulated tears finally spilled over uncontrollably, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto her collar.

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan looked at the woman and cried out with a sob in her voice, "Eldest Sister! Save me!"

Hearing Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's voice, Huangfu Xiafei turned her head, her gaze landing on her.

Seeing the red marks on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's face and the blood at the corner of her mouth, a flicker of emotion quickly flashed through Huangfu Xiafei's beautiful eyes.

Huangfu Xiafei made no move; she merely retracted her gaze indifferently and turned to look at Zhou Liangan, who was protected by the Saint-Tier Mystic Spirit Shield.

There was no trace of anger on her face, nor did she show any intention of making a move. She simply spoke calmly, her voice cold and clear like mountain spring water.

"Young Master Zhou, I have heard much of your name." Huangfu Xiafei's tone was very flat. "Qingyan hails from Kunlun and is a direct descendant of the Dragon Clan. Her background and Origin can be considered extraordinary. Now that you have imprisoned her here and humiliated her to this extent, are you not afraid that Kunlun and the Dragon Clan will come looking for trouble together?"

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan chuckled.

His gaze swept up and down Huangfu Xiafei's body. With his spiritual eyes fully opened, he instantly saw through her—although the woman before him looked no different from an Immortal Master and possessed a terrifying aura, she was ultimately just a wisp of a split soul, condensed from pure Soul Power.

Yet even this single wisp of a split soul possessed extraordinary strength.

This showed that her true body was already ridiculously powerful.

Zhou Liangan was secretly alarmed, but his face remained completely expressionless. His gaze swept over Huangfu Xiafei's exquisite, graceful, and voluptuous body, and the corner of his mouth curled into a playful smile. "Trouble? In my life, Zhou Liangan, the trouble I've caused has never stopped, so I don't care about adding Kunlun and the Dragon Clan. Besides, if I were afraid of trouble, I wouldn't have laid a hand on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan in the first place."

Huangfu Xiafei naturally noticed Zhou Liangan's unconcealed, scrutinizing gaze. Her elegant brows furrowed imperceptibly, and a flash of displeasure crossed her face, though she did not let it erupt.

She gently waved her delicate hand.

A pale gold ray of light flowed from her fingertips, rapidly condensing and taking shape in the air. In the blink of an eye, a Phoenix Chair carved with intricate Phoenix patterns appeared behind her.

The Phoenix Chair was entirely crimson, with lifelike Phoenix patterns carved upon it. Faint cries of a True Phoenix seemed to echo from within, and a subtle yet extremely pure True Phoenix pressure radiated from the chair, causing the ground of the entire cave to vibrate slightly.

This Phoenix Chair was actually conjured purely from her Soul Power, yet it was so solid that even its pressure felt incredibly real.

This single move alone was enough to prove that this woman's Soul Power had reached an unfathomable and Peak level.

Huangfu Xiafei slowly sat on the Phoenix Chair, her posture erect, elegant, and regal. It was as if she were sitting in her own grand hall in Kunlun, completely composed without the slightest hint of unease.

Watching Huangfu Xiafei's series of actions, Zhou Liangan suddenly chuckled, his gaze scanning her playfully. "What? Saint Huangfu, you grace me with your presence and immediately show off such a skill. Is this meant to be a show of force to intimidate me?"

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Huangfu Xiafei lifted her eyelids, her Phoenix eyes sweeping over him indifferently. Her tone remained calm and rippleless, "Young Master Zhou possesses the Saint-Tier Mystic Spirit Shield. I have enough self-awareness to know that even if I were to detonate this strand of my Soul, risking Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, I might not be able to harm Young Master Zhou in the slightest. Such things as a show of force have no meaning to Young Master Zhou."

Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and said with a smile, "Oh? Since you know this, why bother with these little tricks?"

Who was Huangfu Xiafei?

She was one of the top experts in the world, ancient and modern. Three thousand years ago, she had already stood at the Peak of the Ning-Shen realm, looking down upon all living beings.

Even if she was now just a strand of a Soul, she possessed her own pride and confidence. How could she show weakness in front of a Junior?

Huangfu Xiafei looked at Zhou Liangan, a playful arc slowly curving at the corner of her lips. She spoke unhurriedly, "Three thousand years ago, I had already Cultivated to the Peak of the Ning-Shen realm, only one step away from the Enlightenment Realm. Yet, for these three thousand years, I have never achieved a Breakthrough. Can Young Master Zhou guess why?"

"What's hard to guess about that?" Zhou Liangan sneered, his tone firm, "Your ambitions are not small. This Earth looks ordinary, but it is actually a fragment of the ancient primordial world, hiding the Origin of the Dao. You want to achieve a Breakthrough to the Enlightenment Realm on this Earth, seizing the opportunity of the Dao's resurgence. In this way, your Dao foundation will be a hundred times more stable than if you broke through elsewhere, and the path you can take in the future will be much further. Am I right?"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Xiafei chuckled, a hint of approval flashing in her beautiful eyes, "Young Master Zhou is indeed clever; what you said is not false."

Her tone paused slightly, and the indifference in her eyes dissipated a little, replaced by a hint of seriousness, "Does Young Master Zhou think that because you have a Saint-Tier Mystic Spirit Shield in your hand, you can sit back and relax, stepping on the face of my Kunlun without restraint? To tell you the truth, if I were truly determined to fight you, I have plenty of ways to make you pay a sufficient price."

"I believe you." Zhou Liangan nodded, the smile on his face not diminishing in the slightest, "But you don't intend to fight me, do you?"

He took a step forward, looking at Huangfu Xiafei, and spoke slowly, "You have schemed for three whole thousand years just for this opportunity to reach the Enlightenment Realm. If you were to fight me to the death because of me and this trivial matter of Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, even if you could injure me, the self-detonation of your Soul strand would definitely affect your main body. When that happens, the Breakthrough would fail, and your three thousand years of planning would fall short of success. You can do that math. Therefore, no matter how unhappy you are, you won't fight me. Am I right?"

The smile on Huangfu Xiafei's face remained unchanged, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhou Liangan, as if trying to see right through him. After a long while, she spoke slowly, "What Young Master Zhou says is true. Of course, I do not want to ruin my thousands of years of planning because of some insignificant matters."

"However." Huangfu Xiafei's tone shifted, adding a weight of unquestionable authority, "Kunlun has had its Legacy for tens of thousands of years; its face cannot be lost just like that. Seventh Master Ao Qingyan is a member of my Kunlun, and she has been imprisoned and humiliated by you. If I, as her eldest sister, were to just let it go, how would Kunlun stand in the cultivation world in the future?"

She looked at Zhou Liangan, the smile on her lips deepening, "There must always be a way to have the best of both worlds for everything. It should not delay my major affairs, and it should also preserve Kunlun's face. I wonder if Young Master Zhou thinks what I said is right or wrong?"

As soon as Huangfu Xiafei said this, Seventh Master Ao Qingyan beside them froze completely.

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan had originally thought that her eldest sister had come to save her, and even if she didn't immediately fight Zhou Liangan, she would definitely stand on her side and seek justice for her.

But she never expected that her eldest sister would say such words.

A way to have the best of both worlds?

How could she discuss a way to have the best of both worlds with Zhou Liangan, the enemy who had humiliated her, imprisoned her, and placed a slave brand on her?

In Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's beautiful eyes, thick astonishment and disbelief surfaced instantly. She turned her head abruptly, staring fixedly at Huangfu Xiafei, her voice trembling, "Eldest sister, you... what do you mean by that?"

Huangfu Xiafei turned her head, her gaze falling on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, her expression remaining incomparably calm, without even a ripple.

She looked at Seventh Master Ao Qingyan and spoke indifferently, her tone devoid of any heartache, and instead carried a hint of a lecture, "Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, this matter was originally because you were too impulsive. You clearly knew that Young Master Zhou was not to be trifled with, yet you insisted on coming over alone to throw your life away. Ending up in this state and receiving some lessons is actually a good thing. At the very least, it will allow your personality to be more stable in the future, so you don't act so rashly and cause trouble for Kunlun."

Once these words were spoken, Seventh Master Ao Qingyan was stunned, as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

She looked at Huangfu Xiafei's calm face, looked at the eldest sister she trusted and relied on the most, and a despair, more painful than the tearing of her Divine Soul just now, instantly swept through her entire body.

She understood.

Her eldest sister was not here to save her at all.

In her eldest sister's eyes, her life or death, the humiliation she suffered, could not compare to her major affair of achieving a Breakthrough to the Enlightenment Realm, nor could it compare to the so-called face of Kunlun.

Zhou Liangan looked at Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's instantly bloodless face, turned his head, swept a glance at her with a half-smile, and spoke slowly, "Beauty, did you hear that? It seems this eldest sister of yours is not here to save you at all. That little bit of expectation you had just now, I'm afraid you were happy for nothing."

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan ignored Zhou Liangan's mockery.

She lifted her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, her expression full of pleading as she looked at Huangfu Xiafei, her voice hoarse beyond recognition, "Eldest sister, I am not asking you to save me, nor am I asking you to take revenge for me. I only beg you, for the sake of the bond between us sisters, kill me."

"Eldest sister, I beg you." Seventh Master Ao Qingyan pleaded bitterly, "Now that he has placed a slave brand on me, I am living a life worse than death, suffering his humiliation every day. I really cannot go on. I beg you, grant me death, grant me release, please?"

Huangfu Xiafei looked at the bitterly pleading Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a flash of impatience and a strange look passed through her eyes.

Huangfu Xiafei spoke indifferently, "Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, this matter will eventually be resolved. The tribulation you are experiencing is because of your own impulsiveness; endure it, and the sea and sky will be vast. This experience might not be a bad thing for your pursuit of the Dao."

"Endure?" Seventh Master Ao Qingyan lifted her head abruptly, her face covered in blood and tears, looking at Huangfu Xiafei, smiling miserably, "Eldest sister! How can you ask me to endure? He placed a slave brand on me, treats me as a Human Furnace, and humiliates me every day! Even if I die, I cannot suffer such humiliation!"

Seeing Seventh Master Ao Qingyan's emotional state, the impatience on Huangfu Xiafei's face grew heavier.

She did not waste any more words with Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, her fair hand waving gently, and a soft yet irresistible pale golden glow instantly flew out, landing on Seventh Master Ao Qingyan.

Seventh Master Ao Qingyan only felt her consciousness sink, her strength instantly drained, and everything went black before her eyes. Before she could even say another word, her eyes closed tightly, and she fainted completely.

In the cave, it finally became quiet.

Zhou Liangan looked at the peerless beauty sitting on the Phoenix Chair before him, with her graceful demeanor and unparalleled beauty. A playful smile appeared on his face, and he spoke slowly, "I really didn't expect that the legendary Seven Sages of Kunlun, who are said to be free of desires and have the world at heart, are not some Saints who do not eat the food of mortals. For the sake of your own Dao, you can abandon your own sister just like that."

"The so-called Seven Sages of Kunlun is nothing but a false reputation given by the outside world." Huangfu Xiafei spoke indifferently, her tone without a trace of a ripple, "We who Cultivate the Dao act against the Heavens; what we seek is merely to reach the Peak of the Dao and live as long as the Heaven and Earth. Other things are just passing clouds and smoke."

"Well said." Zhou Liangan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I like dealing with smart people like you; there is no need to beat around the bush. Tell me, Your Excellency, coming here with such great effort to find me should not just be for the purpose of discussing the Dao. If you have any purpose, feel free to say it directly."

Huangfu Xiafei looked at Zhou Liangan, a smile slowly appearing on her face. That smile was dignified and gorgeous, carrying a charm that made people lose their focus.

She looked at Zhou Liangan, smiling, and threw out a condition that even Zhou Liangan had not expected, "I wonder if Young Master Zhou is interested in the position of the Seven Sages of Kunlun?"

The smile on Zhou Liangan's face froze instantly.

He raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard something incredible, swept a playful gaze over Huangfu Xiafei, and spoke slowly, "Did I hear you correctly? I have quite a significant grievance with you all in Kunlun. I captured your people, humiliated your seventh younger sister, and rubbed Kunlun's face on the ground. And yet now, you are actually inviting me to join Kunlun, replace Seventh Master Ao Qingyan, and become the new Seventh Sage?"

He took a step forward, staring sharply at Huangfu Xiafei, "Saint Huangfu, why are you doing this? Don't give me that nonsense about valuing my potential; I don't believe it."

"I do indeed value your potential." Huangfu Xiafei's tone was very serious, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhou Liangan, her gaze flowing with a power that made people believe, "Young Master Zhou is young yet already has such Cultivation, and possesses so many trump cards. Your Luck is even Heaven-Defying; your future achievements will absolutely be limitless. Being able to pull you into Kunlun will only bring benefits, not harm, to Kunlun."

"As for the little grievance between you and Seventh Master Ao Qingyan before." She spoke indifferently, her tone full of unconcern, "If you join Kunlun and become the Seventh Sage, then this matter will be a family affair of my Kunlun. What is a little squabble within the family? Naturally, it cannot be considered as tarnishing Kunlun's prestige."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Liangan half-narrowed his eyes, carefully examining Huangfu Xiafei.

This woman, from beginning to end, exuded an indifferent composure in her every action, as if everything was under her control.

But the more this was the case, the more vigilant Zhou Liangan became in his heart.

When things are abnormal, there must be a demon.

The enmity between himself and Kunlun could not be written off with a single phrase like "family affair."

This woman, going to such great lengths, even willing to abandon Seventh Master Ao Qingyan just to pull him into Kunlun, could absolutely not be as simple as just valuing his potential.

Inside this, there must be a scheme he did not know about.

Huangfu Xiafei seemed to see through Zhou Liangan's thoughts, sweeping a half-smile over him, and spoke slowly, throwing out an even bigger bait, "What? Is Young Master Zhou still hesitating? If you join Kunlun, you will be one of our own. In the future, all the resources of Kunlun will be tilted towards you. Moreover, I can guarantee that in the future, when the Earth's Dao recovers and the position of the Human Emperor becomes vacant, my Kunlun will exhaust the power of the entire sect to help you ascend to the position of the Human Emperor."

The position of the Human Emperor!

Zhou Liangan took a deep breath, suppressing the ripples in his heart, looked at Huangfu Xiafei, and spoke indifferently, "This matter is of great importance; I need to consider it carefully."

"Sigh." Upon hearing this, Huangfu Xiafei sighed faintly, her tone carrying a hint of regret, yet also a refusal to be denied, "It is not that I do not want to give Young Master Zhou time to consider. It is just that my main body is still in Kunlun presiding over the major affair of the Breakthrough, and this strand of my Soul cannot stay outside for too long; there are other important matters that need to be dealt with. Therefore, today, I must trouble Young Master Zhou to give me a definitive answer."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Liangan's expression sank instantly.

He, Zhou Liangan, had always been used to being overbearing; it was always him forcing others. When was it ever someone else's turn to force him?

Huangfu Xiafei's words, seemingly polite, were actually forcing him to make a decision right now, not leaving him any time to think or investigate, which instantly caused a thick wave of displeasure to surge in Zhou Liangan's heart.

Zhou Liangan swept a cold glance over Huangfu Xiafei, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping back and forth over her exquisite and voluptuous body.

After a while, a wicked smile suddenly curled at the corner of Zhou Liangan's mouth.

Zhou Liangan looked at Huangfu Xiafei and spoke slowly, "Wanting me to join Kunlun is not impossible. However, beauty, you also know that I also Cultivate the Hehuan 108 Styles, and what I value most is a female cultivator's primordial Yin."

Zhou Liangan took another step forward, staring hotly at Huangfu Xiafei, and spoke word by word, "As long as you agree to gift your primordial Yin to me, then I will immediately agree to join Kunlun and become this Seventh Sage. How about it?"