Was it because of the Canonization of the Gods?
In the Canonization of the Gods, there was not only the risk of dying and ending up on the Investiture of the Gods List, but also the chance to gain great fortune?
Otherwise, why would the Meishan Seven Saints come to serve as officials in Great Shang?
And Daoist Lu Ya was also of the Yao Race, yet he had chosen to help Xiqi during the Canonization of the Gods.
Many Cultivators hidden away in famous mountains and great rivers had also been swept into this Canonization of the Gods, like moths flying into a flame.
Had the Meishan Seven Saints seen an opportunity for themselves, and that was why they wanted to serve as officials in Great Shang?
Or did the Meishan Seven Saints represent the choices of more than just themselves—did they speak for a part of the Yao Race as well?
"From the looks of it, this Canonization of the Gods is far more complicated than I imagined!" Zi Shou muttered to himself.
Only by truly being caught up in the Canonization of the Gods did he realize that not everything he had once known necessarily represented the truth.
The Canonization of the Gods, which had once seemed so clear, was growing increasingly obscure, making him feel as if he were trying to see flowers through a fog.
What secrets were hidden in this Canonization of the Gods?
As things stood, he still had a long road ahead of him, with countless secrets waiting to be uncovered.
Lost in these thoughts, he was somewhat absent-minded on his way back to his sleeping quarters. He didn't even notice that someone was waiting for him.
"Your Majesty, the night is so beautiful. Why not enjoy the scenery with me?"
Only when a clear, melodious voice reached him did he snap out of his thoughts. A familiar face appeared before him.
She was still as beautiful as ever, still so breathtakingly alluring, yet it had been a long time since he'd seen her.
The last time Blessed Golden Immortal Yun Zhongzi had entered the palace for an audience, he had left a Pine Wood Sword behind when he departed.
Though Zi Shou had not hung the Pine Wood Sword above the palace gate, it had scared the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons half to death.
Later, because of the Imperial Expedition, he had paid the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons no further attention.
After returning to Chaoge City, he still hadn't seen Su Daji. He had assumed the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons were frightened and had already fled the palace.
Unexpectedly, he saw Su Daji again today, and everything felt just like it had when they first met.
Was she trying to seduce him again? Wasn't she afraid anymore?
The Pine Wood Sword might not be hanging above the gate, but it had always been in his possession.
Now Su Daji dared to show herself before him. Did that mean she was confident nothing could happen to her?
"Where would my beloved consort like to go to enjoy the scenery?" Zi Shou asked with a smile.
When Su Daji had first entered the palace, he had been wary of this Nine-Tailed Fox above all else.
In their several clashes, he had not only failed to gain the upper hand; he had nearly fallen into her trap.
But things had changed. He was no longer the ignorant youth he had been back then, and he wasn't nearly as afraid of Su Daji.
Even if the Pine Wood Sword had lost its power, he was already walking the path of a Red Dust Immortal and had lived a third life.
Having defied death to live through three lifetimes, he was comparable to a True Immortal. In his eyes, Su Daji, this Nine-Tailed Fox, was no longer so frightening.
Rather, he was all the more curious that she dared to appear before him.
Had it simply been so long since she'd seen him hang up the Pine Wood Sword that she assumed there was no danger anymore?
Or had Goddess Nüwa bestowed some treasure on her, giving Su Daji such confidence?
Besides, Su Daji had tried to seduce him so many times and had nearly trapped him. He couldn't just let that go.
That was why, unlike before, he didn't hurry away. Instead, he decided to see what trick Su Daji would try next.
"Please come this way, Your Majesty. My sisters and I prepared a feast long ago. I hope Your Majesty will honor us with your presence," Su Daji said with a smile.
A single smile could stir a hundred charms. The Nine-Tailed Fox clan's innate power of seduction had quietly revealed itself.
Seeing King Zhou looking impatient to get started, she couldn't help letting a hint of pride show on her face.
She had known it. The previous times had just been flukes. All she had to do was crook a finger, and King Zhou would surely come around.
It wasn't too late now. As long as King Zhou walked willingly into her trap, everything that followed would be as easy as reaching out for something.
At the thought, her smile grew brighter, and she seemed even more radiant and alluring.
But she had no idea that every move she made, and every thought in her mind, had already been seen through by Zi Shou.
None of this was unfamiliar to him. He had been through it once before.
Three peerlessly beautiful women, each with a thousand charms, surrounding him and seeming to offer him anything he wanted—which man could resist?
But if he knew the true nature of the three beauties before him, none of it would seem so wonderful.
Back then, when dealing with the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he had avoided them whenever he could and never dared to approach them lightly.
After all, they were powerful members of the Yao Race. If Goddess Nüwa had taken notice of them, they were bound to have some ability.
But that was in the past. At the time, he had only just begun his path of cultivation, and his cultivation was truly insignificant.
The fact that he had nearly fallen for the Nine-Tailed Fox's mere display of her natural charms was proof enough.
But now, when it came to the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he welcomed them without hesitation. He drank with them and flirted with them.
The contrast was so great that it left the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons uncertain, especially Su Daji.
It hasn't been that long. How did King Zhou become like a completely different person? Su Daji wondered.
She still remembered how, when she had first met King Zhou, he had fled in the most disgraceful manner.
The next few times had been much the same. King Zhou had always avoided her as if his life depended on it.
It was only after she sent her two younger sisters into the palace that King Zhou had found it hard to resist. They had nearly succeeded when Yun Zhongzi suddenly appeared.
When she saw the Pine Wood Sword, she and her two sisters were truly terrified. They could hardly think of seducing King Zhou.
After finally waiting for the matter to pass, the three sisters had regained their confidence and dared to come seduce King Zhou again.
Who could have guessed that King Zhou would seem like a different person, welcoming all three sisters without hesitation?
They had originally prepared all sorts of tricks, ready to use every means at their disposal to bring King Zhou down this time.
But before they could show their true skills, King Zhou had already willingly surrendered. That only made them more suspicious.
It was like spending years preparing to destroy an enemy nation, only for it to surrender before the war even began.
Still, no matter what, King Zhou's cooperation was a good thing for them.
As long as they successfully seduced King Zhou, they could complete the task Goddess Nüwa had given them.
Thinking this, Su Daji gave a subtle look. Her two younger sisters understood at once and began to carry out their plan.
She put aside all her doubts. The Nine-Tailed Fox's innate power quietly stirred, making her appear even more radiant and alluring.
Before long, her robes had slipped halfway open, revealing just enough to create a captivating, intoxicating scene.
You think these little tricks will seduce me? How naive, Zi Shou thought, his expression unchanged and his heart full of disdain.
He had forgotten how wretched he had looked back then. Now, he watched the whole thing as if it were a play.
He welcomed them without turning anyone away, and sometimes even let his hands wander, but in his heart there was no desire at all.
The Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons were indeed stunningly beautiful, but in his eyes, every move they made was driven by ulterior motives.
If he had been the man he once was, he could never have maintained such detachment. It had nothing to do with strength.
Although he had crossed over from another world, his previous life had been that of an ordinary man.
He had little life experience, couldn't see through the complexities of human nature, and had no worldly wisdom.
Even after suddenly becoming King Zhou and embarking on the path of cultivation, there had still been many shortcomings in his frame of mind.
When he had first faced Su Daji, he could only flee in disgrace. Faced with temptation, he would have fallen for it long ago if not for the protection of Human Path Luck.
But although not much time had passed, everything had changed for him.
That drop of inconceivable Essence Blood had allowed him to pierce through space and time, cycle through the ages, and experience Hundred Lifetimes of life.
The trials of countless lifetimes had made his mind as steady as an old dog's. He was now worlds apart from the man he had once been.
For instance, facing the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons now, he could remain calm—or even indifferent.
Even without the slightest cultivation, he would still have nothing to fear from the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons.
"Your Majesty, do you think I'm beautiful?"
The Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit called herself Hu Ximei. At that moment, her eyes were alluring and her brows curved like the moon; every frown and smile brimmed with seduction.
Her robes were half undone, and her skin was fair as snow. The glimpses between those half-covered folds only added to her alluring charm.
"Your Majesty, do you think I'm more beautiful, or is my younger sister?" Su Daji asked with a charming smile.
Compared with the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, the Nine-Tailed Fox was no less beautiful—if anything, she surpassed her.
Her robes were likewise half undone, but the Nine-Tailed Fox's charms were even more potent, making it impossible to look away.
Most striking of all, beneath her bewitching allure was a delicate, pitiful air that made one want to cherish her.
As for the Jade-Faced Pipa Spirit, her cultivation was a notch weaker. At that moment, she could only play the role of a maid, rubbing his legs and kneading his waist.
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