The black dress hugged her lush yet slender figure perfectly, cold beauty revealed within her petite, exquisite frame.
Her shoulders seemed carved, her waist bound by a delicate ribbon, while intricate patterns had been woven into the golden sash.
She stood in the void like a Goddess stepping out of the black heavens.
Ning Tao cast Lu Zhu a cool glance. No longer at Qi Yuan's side, she had recovered the frost-cold temperament of one of the Thirteen Northern Demons.
Cold on the outside, seductive within.
"Senior, you are..." Lu Zhu lowered her head respectfully, countless thoughts flashing through her mind.
Neither the great enemy from just now nor this mysterious, Goddess-like powerhouse before her was someone she could contend against.
"You already have a guess in your heart, don't you?" Ning Tao spoke. Unlike her icy temperament, her voice carried a trace of sweet richness embedded in the ice. "Qi Yuan... he is my husband."
There was a distinct sense of declaring sovereignty in her voice.
When facing Little Bride, Ning Tao was willing to call her little sister. When facing Canary, she called her Little Bride Sister.
But she was not willing to address everyone that way.
Of course, that was different if her husband ordered it.
"Greetings... Master's Wife!" Lu Zhu hurriedly saluted, her heart filling with both dejection and envy.
Only a Goddess-like woman such as her was worthy of Master.
Whether in looks or cultivation realm, she stood at the very pinnacle of this world.
Hearing this, Ning Tao's gaze toward Lu Zhu softened somewhat. "The worlds are about to converge. Make your preparations, and do not cause any slaughter!"
"Understood!" Princess Lu Zhu replied at once. Then she looked at Ning Tao and softly said, "Master's Wife possesses peerless beauty. Surely every man in