In such darkness, hearing that voice out of nowhere was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Fan Sha whirled around and looked toward the source of the voice. A pair of icy eyes lit up in the darkness. He recognized their owner—it was the Moon Palace Fairy.
She had actually followed him for so long without his noticing. And he was supposedly an early Dao Domain Realm cultivator.
"Senior, can you save me?" Fan Sha asked, clinging to a sliver of hope.
"The usual terms. Become my servant and live in my Cold Moon Palace. You will do whatever I tell you to do, and I will help you suppress that poison," the Moon Palace Fairy said coldly.
"Th-this..."
When faced with this demand last time, Fan Sha had refused without hesitation. But now, he was one step closer to death, and the pride in his bones had begun to yield.
After struggling inwardly for a while, Fan Sha finally steeled himself and gritted his teeth. "Fine. I agree. I am willing to become your servant."
"If you are my servant, then kneel and call me Mistress," said the Moon Palace Fairy.
Fan Sha was unwilling beyond measure, yet he still knelt in midair, respectfully kowtowed to the Moon Palace Fairy, and called her Mistress.
He had once been so glorious, ruling over an entire continent. Tens of billions of common people had revered him as their emperor, yet now he had to kneel before an old woman and suffer such humiliation. A man's knees were worth gold; an emperor's knees were worth far more than gold.
The Moon Palace Fairy admired Fan Sha's kneeling posture and felt a sense of satisfaction. The woman who had always been cold and indifferent actually began to laugh.
"Hehe... Hahaha..."
Her