"Master."
"Are you satisfied with Wan'er's new outfit?"
Though they were separated by endless space.
Everyone understood the meaning in her gaze.
It was submission and tenderness reserved for one person alone.
At that moment.
The hearts of men across the continent shattered.
That Li Xin again!
Had all the beauties of Great Tang been claimed by that man?!
At the top floor of Taibai Restaurant in Chang'an City.
This place had long been sealed off by an array. The noise outside and the overwhelming divine might Shangguan Wan'er had unleashed earlier had not disturbed its tranquility in the slightest.
Li Xin lounged lazily against a broad, soft couch covered in White Tiger Skin.
He idly played with a crystal-clear jade cup in his hand, the amber wine within gently rippling.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could overlook the prosperity of Chang'an City and gaze levelly upon the Golden List in the sky.
The air had held only a faint fragrance of wine.
Then suddenly.
An extremely subtle Spatial Fluctuation rippled beside him.
Immediately afterward, countless tiny Mirror Shards appeared out of thin air, reflecting bizarre and fantastical scenes.
Crack.
A crisp sound rang out.
The Mirror Shards shattered and scattered before turning into streams of light and fading away.
A tall, sharp figure stepped out from the shattered space.
It was Jing.
She no longer carried the overwhelming killing intent she had displayed while slaughtering a Titled Douluo.
At that moment, she was more like a sharp blade returned to its sheath, all her edge restrained as she cast only a cold silhouette across the marble floor.
Li Xin did not turn around.
He merely raised his wine cup and took a light sip, a faint smile lingering at the corners of his lips.
"You're here?"
Jing said nothing.
She moved her long, straight legs and walked toward the couch step by step.
Her tight black and white Combat Suit outlined her devilishly perfect proportions in breathtaking detail.
Especially those legs.
Wrapped in the tight material, their lines were smooth and full of strength, yet they did not lack a woman's unique softness.
Her thighs were round and toned, while her calves were slender and long.
As she walked, the sway of her waist and hips was enough to make any man's blood surge.
She reached Li Xin's side and slowly crouched down.
Her proud face, usually covered in frost, was now as obedient as a cat that had drawn in its claws.
Jing extended her hand, her long fingers lightly resting on Li Xin's knee.
Then she tilted her head slightly upward.
Li Xin's handsome face was reflected in those silver gray eyes.
"Master."
Her voice was cool, but it carried a trace of dependence and longing that she revealed only before Li Xin.
Li Xin set down his wine cup and reached out to pinch her delicate chin.
His fingertips gently stroked her porcelain-smooth skin.
"Did you take care of everything?"
Jing nodded obediently.
She did not hurry to rise. Instead, she remained kneeling on the carpet beside the couch.
From this angle, Li Xin could freely admire her proud curves.
The design of her Combat Suit was extremely bold.
Beneath that thin layer of fabric, it seemed as though the warmth of her skin could be felt through the air.
Jing seemed to notice where Li Xin's gaze had settled.
Not only was she not shy, she slightly straightened her back and displayed her most beautiful side before the man without reservation.
This was her Master.
Everything she had, even her soul, belonged to this man.
Li Xin's hand slid down her cheek, passed over her slender neck, and finally rested on her shoulder.
"I heard you killed someone?"
Jing's expression did not change in the slightest.
She extended her hand and skillfully massaged Li Xin's calf muscles with just the right amount of pressure.
"Just an ant that didn't know its place."
"That old man tried to use Divine Sense to spy on Master's whereabouts."
"So I sent him on his way."
She said it as casually as if she had swatted a fly to death.
Li Xin smiled.
Naturally, he did not care about such a trivial matter.
What concerned him was something else.
His gaze slowly lowered.
Jing had worn a pair of Special Combat Boots today, but she had quietly taken them off the moment she entered the room.
At that moment.
Those flawless jade feet were exposed to the air.
Their arches formed beautiful curves, and her toes were round and adorable, tinged with a faint pink.
The protruding bones at her ankles were exquisite, like works of art.
Perhaps because she trained in movement technique and body technique all year round, her feet did not possess a delicate, powerless quality. Instead, they carried a healthy, toned beauty.
Li Xin reached out and gently held one of those jade feet.
It felt cool and smooth, like the finest White Jade.
Jing's body trembled slightly.
Two flushes of red quickly rose on her cool face.
Her breathing also became a little more rapid.
Yet she did not pull her foot back. Instead, she obediently allowed Li Xin to toy with it.
"Is there movement on the Asura God's side?"
Li Xin casually asked as he idly played with the warm softness in his hand.
Jing endured the waves of tingling numbness rising from the sole of her foot and tried to keep her voice steady.
"Yes..."
"Though that strand of Divine Sense was weak, the God Realm stood behind it."
"I sensed fluctuations of Asura Divine Power."
"Master, the God Realm probably can no longer remain still. Should we strike first?"
As she spoke of serious matters, Jing's eyes instantly sharpened.
So long as Li Xin gave the order.
Even if it was the God Realm, she would wield the Mirror Blade without hesitation and carve out a bloody path.
Li Xin let out a soft laugh at her words.
He released the jade feet in his hand, then leaned back and found a more comfortable position.
"The Asura God?"
"That fellow who spends every day scheming away in his little patch of land?"
"Don't bother with him."
Li Xin's tone was filled with disdain.
As though the lofty God Realm Enforcer was nothing more than a clown in his eyes.
"I already know."
"If he wants to play, then I'll play with him properly."
"But not now."
Li Xin pointed toward the Heavenly Curtain outside the window.
"This Martial Soul Ranking hasn't finished settling yet."
"The show has only just begun. Why rush to lower the curtain?"
Jing paused slightly.
Seeing Li Xin's calm, calculating demeanor, the admiration in her eyes grew even stronger.
"Then Master means..."
Li Xin raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp.
"Wait until the Heavenly Curtain ends."
"Once we clean up matters in the mortal world, it won't be too late to deal with those False Gods in the God Realm."
"After all, before fighting foreign enemies, one must first settle internal matters."
Jing tilted her head, her silver short hair swaying gently with the movement.
"Matters... on this side?"
She was somewhat confused.
The Great Tang Empire was now at the height of its power, and Chang'an City was as impregnable as a fortress.
Aside from Spirit Hall and the Two Great Empires barely clinging to life, there seemed to be nothing worthy of Master's personal attention.
Li Xin set down his wine cup, his gaze turning deep.
"Dai Mubai is dead."
"Just now, Ma Hongjun died as well."
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