blueteamnovel Chapter 248 Give People Hope First, Then Give People Deeper Despair
Chapter 248 Give People Hope First, Then Give People Deeper Despair
Zhao Wanrong's injuries were healing at a visible speed, and the depleted power within her body was gradually replenishing.
Not only that, Zhao Wanrong could also clearly feel the exhilarating sensation of her blood boiling within her body, as if a warm current was flowing throughout her entire being, making her feel incredibly comfortable and content.
"Such a strong effect from the pill..." Zhao Wanrong couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment. She hadn't expected her body to recover to about seventy to eighty percent.
Just a single pill had brought about such a transformative change in her. What if she were to consume more?
At the thought of this, Zhao Wanrong trembled with excitement, her eyes shining with anticipation.
If she could become an unparalleled powerhouse, then she would be able to kill Qin Mu and seek revenge.
Enduring humiliation and bearing burdens...
There was still a chance for everything.
Hope ignited in Zhao Wanrong's heart once again. She took a deep breath, calming her emotions, and respectfully knelt down:
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."
Lu Ningshuang, who was holding the brocade box beside her, saw the expression on Zhao Wanrong's face and immediately understood what she was thinking, because she had once thought the same way.
Seeing Zhao Wanrong like this, she felt as if she was looking at her past self.
Lu Ningshuang shook her head inwardly and sighed. She didn't have much confidence in Zhao Wanrong's thoughts.
Because she knew that this man in front of them liked to give people hope, only to plunge them into deeper despair...
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Outside the window, the wind was fierce and the rain was pouring down, beating against the banana trees.
Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, casting mottled shadows.
The two complemented each other, merging together like the most melodious sound and the most beautiful painting in the world.
It wasn't until dawn that the rain outside gradually stopped.
And in the Unending Palace, everything returned to calm.
Everything was as usual.
Only the palace maids guarding outside the hall had strange expressions, their eyes filled with intense envy.
...
In the Unending Palace, Qin Mu sat cross-legged, circulating his spiritual energy, absorbing the wandering spiritual aura between heaven and earth.
"Ah..."
After a long time, he opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and looked quite relieved.
This time, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Saint Realm Third Layer, just one step away from stepping into the Saint Realm Fourth Layer.
"Although they are both original, the quality is slightly inferior to Qu Qiuyou's." Qin Mu murmured to himself.
He remembered that when he cultivated with Qu Qiuyou, the pure Yin energy in her body was terrifyingly strong, allowing him to break through the shackles of the Third Layer in one fell swoop.
Moreover, the pure Yin energy in Qu Qiuyou's body was even purer, far surpassing ordinary women.
"But this is only to be expected." Qin Mu shook his head.
After all, Zhao Wanrong's strength and talent were not comparable to Qu Qiuyou's. Their races were also completely different. It was already impressive that she could help him reach the peak of the Third Layer.
With a thought, a strand of his divine soul floated out of his body.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled.
Qin Mu's divine soul floated in mid-air, like a small sun, radiating dazzling brilliance, dazzling and dazzling.
In the center of his divine soul, a long sword floated, its body crystal clear and translucent, as if made of glass, shining brightly and incomparably dazzling.
In addition, a pitch-black clay jar emitted endless black mist.
The mist churned and emitted a mournful cry like a ghost or a wolf, chilling to the bone and terrifying.
This was the Heavenly Emperor Sword and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar.
This expedition was their moment to shine.
"Boom boom."
With a thought from Qin Mu, the Heavenly Emperor Sword and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar soared into the sky, bursting with endless divine radiance.
The divine weapons were majestic and vast, as if they could suppress the heavens and the earth, making people shudder.
With the divine weapons in hand, Qin Mu's combat power increased several times. Without relying on any other power, he could kill beings above the Saint Realm Fourth Layer.
"So this is the power of a weapon."
Qin Mu murmured, a smile appearing on his face.
He looked up and saw the dragon bed not far away.
Zhao Wanrong's eyes were still closed.
After washing away the dust, her skin was as white as jade, her eyebrows were like ink, her eyelashes were slightly curled, her features were delicate and flawless. She exuded a peaceful and gentle aura, like a lovable girl next door.
"Now that you're awake, stop pretending."
Qin Mu spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness, his eyes fixed on Zhao Wanrong.
Upon hearing his words, Zhao Wanrong's heart skipped a beat. She opened her eyes and glanced at Qin Mu, cursing him inwardly.
To break through to the Saint realm at such a young age was simply monstrous. He shouldn't exist in this world at all.
At this moment, Zhao Wanrong suddenly felt how ridiculous her idea of enduring humiliation and carrying burdens was.
Against such an enemy, even if she endured humiliation and carried burdens for ten thousand years, there would be no hope at all.
She involuntarily clenched her fist, not even noticing her nails digging into her flesh. Despair filled her heart. "Your Majesty, I..."
Qin Mu waved his hand to interrupt her. "That's enough, stop pretending. I know what you're thinking in your heart, there's no need to say it."
Then he ignored her and left.
The main theme is to be merciless.
Zhao Wanrong: "......"
She wanted to say something but ultimately said nothing, just staring blankly at Qin Mu's departing figure in silence for a long time.
"Don't look, just get used to it in the future."
At this moment,
On the other side of the dragon bed, a pleasant and lazy voice sounded.
Hearing this, Zhao Wanrong suddenly looked up and saw Lu Ningshuang's enchanting and captivating face.
Lu Ningshuang turned over and came to Zhao Wanrong's side, patting her shoulder to comfort her.
"You..."
Zhao Wanrong's pretty face blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. Thinking of what happened last night, she felt extremely shy.
Lu Ningshuang blinked her beautiful eyes and sighed. "There will be more of this in the future."
Zhao Wanrong's body trembled slightly, her face burning.
"I'm leaving now, I still need to deal with the Heavenly Prison." Lu Ningshuang stood up, threw a bright smile at Zhao Wanrong, and then walked away confidently.
Leaving Zhao Wanrong in a daze, her heart in chaos.
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Meanwhile, Qin Mu had already arrived in the Imperial Garden.
The Imperial Garden was filled with blooming flowers, displaying various colors and competing for beauty. Various rare and exotic plants were scattered throughout, emitting a refreshing fragrance, making people feel refreshed and joyful.
Qin Mu casually enjoyed the flowers and the scenery for a while, then walked behind a mountain in the Imperial Garden.
Behind the mountain was a pool of emerald green water, with rippling waves and crystal clear visibility. Spirit Fish could be seen leaping out of the water.
In the center of the lake, there was a huge stone platform, about dozens of zhang wide, square in shape.
Instead of heading towards the stone platform, Qin Mu found a random spot and sat down.
After sitting down, he took out a fishing rod, shook his right arm, and the long pole straightened, with a silver fishing line plunging into the lake.
"Your Majesty, why are you fishing alone here?"
Just then, a gentle and pleasant, sweet and soft voice came from beside him.
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PS: There's one more chapter.