Fairy Qiongxiao Was Dumbfounded on the Spot

Lin Feng's voice rang out again, still calm, without a ripple.

"I'll give you three breaths to consider."

He raised one finger, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the exquisite, beautiful face on the ground, filled with humiliation and struggle.

"After three breaths, the Immortal Essence you've depleted will trigger a chain reaction, irreversibly damaging your Dao Foundation. From then on, your path to immortality will be severed, and you'll become a cripple."

"Become my maidservant, and I will not only ensure your safety, but also make your Great Dao promising."

His words were like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into Qiongxiao's heart.

Every word carried a cold reality and a hint of fatal temptation.

Qiongxiao's delicate body trembled violently.

Humiliation!

An endless sense of humiliation, like the most vicious flames, seared her divine soul, burning the pride of her as an Intercepting Sect immortal, the pride of being the master of the Three Immortal Islands.

Maidservant?

He actually wanted her to be a maidservant?

This was worse than killing her!

Rage surged to the crown of her head, making her want to impulsively activate the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, even if it meant her soul would be destroyed, she wanted to die with this madman.

But when she looked up and met Lin Feng's unfathomable eyes, all her anger was like being doused with a basin of ice water, instantly extinguished.

What kind of eyes were those?

There was no contempt, no greed, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

There was only absolute control, and a domineering presence that treated all things as a matter of course.

It was as if making her a maidservant was not a request, nor an insult, but a gift.

A supreme honor she shouldn't have received, but was exceptionally bestowed upon her by him.

Absurd!

The moment this thought surfaced, Qiongxiao herself found it utterly ridiculous.

But Lin Feng's innate confidence, his composure that seemed to disregard heaven and earth, made her involuntarily begin to waver.

In her mind, scenes that had just overturned her understanding replayed uncontrollably.

With a flick of his finger, he set up a perfect Heavenly Dipper Great Array that she herself hadn't fully comprehended, instantly vaporizing four Golden Immortals.

With his bare hands, he crushed the will of the spirit of the top-tier Innate Spirit Treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, more easily than crushing an egg.

And he hadn't even used a trace of Immortal Essence for all of this!

What kind of terrifying existence was this?

Even the direct disciples under her master, her senior brothers and sisters, did not possess such inconceivable methods!

Could it be...

A thought that made her tremble wildly grew in her mind.

Could he truly be a demon god who survived the ancient chaos? A hidden powerful being whom even the Dao Ancestor would treat with courtesy?

Only such an existence could explain his appearance as an ordinary person, returning to simplicity, with no fluctuations of magical power.

Only such an existence could treat Innate Spirit Treasures as playthings and Golden Immortals as ants.

And only such an existence would be qualified to say "make your Great Dao promising"!

Qiongxiao's heart was in turmoil.

Dignity and life.

Freedom and the Great Dao.

Two scales swung wildly in her mind, tearing at her divine soul.

If she refused, in her current state, damage to her Dao Foundation was almost a certainty.

Once her foundation was destroyed, let alone achieving Grand Unity, even maintaining her Golden Immortal cultivation would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Her future path to immortality would be shrouded in darkness.

But if she agreed...

She, the dignified Fairy Qiongxiao, would become a man's maidservant? At his beck and call?

That pride, that dignity, made it impossible for her to accept.

"One."

Lin Feng's cold voice sounded, the first number uttered, like a death knell.

Qiongxiao's delicate body trembled. The already depleted Immortal Essence within her seemed to completely dissipate from the sound. A piercing pain shot from her dantian and sea of qi, making her vision blur.

She could clearly feel her immortal body collapsing. On her Dao Foundation, fine cracks had already begun to appear.

She was afraid.

She was truly afraid.

She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid of her immortal path being severed, afraid of transforming from a high and mighty immortal into a useless wretch worse than a mortal.

That was a torment ten thousand times more terrifying than death!

She looked at Lin Feng again, at that handsome face that was beyond reproach, yet so cold it sent shivers down her spine.

In those eyes, there was still that absolute confidence.

As if nothing in this world could stump him, as if his promise was the law of the Heavenly Dao, his words becoming reality.

Perhaps...

A thought, utterly preposterous, completely consumed her mind.

Perhaps, becoming his maidservant wasn't a humiliation.

But rather... a heaven-shattering opportunity that even a Sage's disciple would beg for?

To be able to follow such an unfathomably deep existence, even as a mere maidservant, the scenery she could witness, the level she could reach, would absolutely far surpass cultivating diligently in Bixia Palace!

His casual guidance might be worth more than her own ten thousand years of hard work!

Once this thought took root and sprouted, it could no longer be contained, like a wildly growing vine, instantly entangling her entire soul.

Dignity?

In the face of eternal life, in the face of the supreme Dao, what was dignity worth?

With this realization, the scales in Qiongxiao's heart finally tipped decisively.

"Two."

Lin Feng uttered the second number, a hint of impatience already in his voice.

Just as he was about to utter the third number.

"I..."

A faint, hoarse, yet incredibly clear voice struggled to escape Qiongxiao's throat.

She bit down hard on her lower lip, bright red blood trickling down the corner of her mouth, carrying a hint of a sweet, rusty taste.

That sense of bone-deep humiliation still made her tremble all over.

But her gaze was more resolute than ever.

She raised her head, meeting Lin Feng's gaze, and with the last ounce of her strength, uttered the word that would decide her future destiny.

"...am willing."

As the words fell.

It was as if all the bones in her body had been drained.

Qiongxiao's vision went black, her delicate body softly slumped forward, completely losing consciousness.

The last shred of pride that had supported her had completely collapsed with those two words.