Wude flicked a finger, undoing a few of Guoran's seals so she could move, albeit with difficulty. "Hurry up and change."
Then he swept his hand, obscuring Guoran so she could change in private.
Snake Emperor Qingshan looked at Wude.
Wude looked back at him. "You're not actually interested, are you?"
Snake Emperor Qingshan's mouth twitched. He explained, "Of course not. I'm just wondering if this is really a good idea. Shouldn't we hurry and refine her to death, then go support the others?"
"It won't hurt to spend a little more time," Wude said. "Once we're done here, we'll take her prisoner. When we run into someone at the level of a leader from the Imperial Alliance—or a leader from my Black Hand Organization—we'll hand her over to them and let them refine her to death!"
"My gut tells me it's still too dangerous for us to refine her ourselves. Better to stay cautious and make sure she can't escape!"
Snake Emperor Qingshan thought it over and decided Wude had a point. This was safer. "Then I'll look around and see if any of our people are nearby."
Wude said, "You're really not going to watch?"
Snake Emperor Qingshan waved him off with a smile and left.
"Doesn't know how to enjoy himself." Wude chuckled. He figured he deserved the title of Immortal Emperor who knew how to enjoy life best. Cultivating every day was exhausting; a man needed some way to unwind.
At home, he had Little Xuan Ming. When he was out, all he had left was taking a few photos and cracking a few skulls.
After a while, Guoran finally finished changing into her first outfit. When she stepped out, the eyes of the beings from both realms nearly popped out of their sockets. What was