Nether Spirit Cat's Ultimate Evolution, Come Wipe My Sword!

Chen Xin had gone mad.

He felt that the Seven Kill Sword, which he had cultivated for a lifetime, was like a child playing with a wooden stick in front of that pool of water!

If only he could have a sip of that sword-washing water...

No! Even if he could just smell that scent!

He felt he could break through to level 99 Peerless Douluo on the spot, or even become a god!

"Fengzhi, I, I want to go..."

Chen Xin turned his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi, his eyes filled with pleading, like a child wanting candy:

"I also want to go to that world, and I also want to wash swords for that Immortal Lord!"

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Bone Douluo: "..."

It wasn't just him; everyone in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was stunned.

The dignified Sword Douluo was actually crying and begging to be a sword-washing slave for someone?

Was this the charm of a high-dimensional world?

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai watched this scene, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

His fiancée!

The second daughter of the Star Luo Empire!

She was going to wash swords for another man?

And judging by her demeanor, the identity of this sword-washing maid seemed to be infinitely more noble than that of the Star Luo Empress!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Dai Mubai slammed his fist on the table, his eyes bloodshot:

"That's my woman! How dare she?!"

"Who exactly is this so-called Immortal Lord? Come out and fight me one-on-one! What kind of skill is it to hide behind the scenes and play tricks!"

Tang San, standing nearby, silently moved away, looking at Dai Mubai as if he were an idiot.

One-on-one?

The bricks on the ground you can't even break, and you want to fight the master one-on-one?

Primordial Immortal Court, Chore Peak, Rain-Listening Pavilion.

This was a place specifically for candidates for sword-serving maids.

Even though it was only for maids, the pavilions and towers, the carved beams and painted pillars, each pillar was carved from ten-thousand-year-old spirit wood, emitting a faint fragrance that could calm the mind.

Zhu Zhuqing was assigned to a small courtyard called Orchid Residence.

"Alright, Zhu Zhuqing."

An elder maid, responsible for teaching etiquette, looked at her sternly:

"Although the Immortal Lord's decree has made you a candidate, it does not mean you will ascend to heaven in one step."

"How noble is the Immortal Lord? He is an existence standing above all the heavens for eternity."

"To be able to serve the Immortal Lord personally, you must undergo strict selection and training."

"Your cultivation is too low, your physique is too poor, and you are stained with too much of the impure aura of the lower realm."

The elder maid fanned the air with disdain, as if Zhu Zhuqing had some strange odor:

"For the next three days, you must soak in Marrow-Cleansing Spirit Liquid daily to shed your mortal flesh and cleanse your impurities before you are qualified to wear the sword-serving uniform."

After speaking, the elder maid clapped her hands.

Two strong attendants carried in a large wooden tub.

The tub was filled with milky white liquid, with a few crystal-clear petals floating on top, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

"This is..."

Zhu Zhuqing only took a sniff, and felt all her pores relax. The somewhat mixed soul power within her body actually began to automatically purify!

"This is Hundred Flower Marrow-Cleansing Dew."

The elder maid said indifferently:

"It is made by mixing the morning dew of one hundred spirit flowers from the Hundred Flower Valley in the back of the sect with a drop of diluted Fountain of Youth spring water, diluted ten thousand times."

"For us servants, this is a rare benefit."

"Go in, don't waste the medicinal power."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded without hesitation.

She knew this was her opportunity.

She slowly stepped into the wooden tub in front of the entire continent's live broadcast, but the areas that shouldn't be seen were automatically pixelated by the celestial screen.

"Boom!"

The moment her body submerged into the spiritual liquid, a powerful yet gentle force instantly surged through her limbs and bones!

"Mmm..."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but let out a soft hum, her voice carrying a hint of pain, but more so, a sense of exhilarating comfort from a complete transformation.

On the live broadcast screen, Zhu Zhuqing's originally fair skin now appeared even more crystal clear, like refined mutton-fat jade.

Strands of black impurities were expelled from her body.

This was the mortal dust and impurities bestowed upon her by the Douluo plane, and behind her, the martial soul phantom of the Nether Spirit Cat automatically appeared!

What was originally just an ordinary black spirit cat, now, after absorbing the power of the spiritual liquid, began to undergo a transformation!

Its size increased by a whole circle, and within its originally black fur, streaks of purplish-gold patterns began to grow.

One of its eyes turned golden, and the other turned silver.

Above its forehead, an ancient character for "king" faintly appeared!

A pressure emanating from the depths of its bloodline, transmitted through the screen, spread across the Douluo Continent!

Star Luo Empire Imperial Palace.

The Star Luo Emperor abruptly stood up, staring at the scene in disbelief:

"Martial soul evolution?!"

"Is that a new form of the Nether Spirit Cat!"

"That aura even surpasses the White Tiger Martial Soul!"

The Star Luo Emperor trembled with excitement: "Heaven blesses my Star Luo! As long as Zhuqing returns, she will be the next empress! Anyone who opposes will have their nine generations exterminated by this emperor!"

However, where there was joy, there was also sorrow.

Shrek Academy.

Watching Zhu Zhuqing bathing in the spiritual liquid, undergoing her transformation, becoming more beautiful and noble with each passing moment, like a Nine Heavens Goddess.

Dai Mubai's mentality completely collapsed.

"No, no!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his fingernails dug deeply into his palms, drawing blood.

The feeling was akin to something he had carelessly discarded as trash suddenly becoming a priceless treasure, and now it was going to serve another man!

This immense sense of disparity and cuckoldry drove him to the brink of madness.

"Zhu Zhuqing! You are my fiancée!"

"How can you be bathing at this time? How can you wash yourself so clean just to please that man?!"

"Shameless! Utterly shameless!"

Dai Mubai cursed at the celestial screen, completely abandoning his princely demeanor, acting like a hysterical mad dog.

Even Ma Hongjun and Oscar beside him couldn't bear to watch.

"Brother Dai, she's part of the Immortal Court now, you can't control her..." Ma Hongjun muttered softly.

"Shut up!" Dai Mubai suddenly turned, his evil eyes filled with killing intent, "Fatty, do you want to die?"

Just then, the scene on the celestial screen shifted.

Zhu Zhuqing had finished bathing and changed into a light cyan maid's uniform for sword attendants.

This garment, made of some unknown material, shimmered with flowing light, accentuating her figure while exuding an ethereal, otherworldly aura.

At this moment, she stood on the balcony of the Rain-Listening Pavilion, gazing at the towering Primordial Divine Hall in the distance, enveloped by endless chaotic energy.

In her eyes, the usual coldness and stubbornness were gone.

Replaced by a deep reverence, and a hint of indescribable anticipation.

"Immortal Lord..."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered softly.

Although she hadn't met that man yet, the environment alone, every blade of grass and tree, and the despair-inducing profound power, had already etched an indelible, majestic figure in her heart.

In comparison, Dai Mubai, who was raging pointlessly at Shrek Academy, embracing twins, and only knew how to shirk responsibility...

Wasn't even worth a single strand of that man's hair.

"Hmph."

Just then, an extremely indifferent voice, as if from the highest heavens, sounded without warning in Zhu Zhuqing's ear, and also in the live broadcast across the entire Douluo Continent.

The voice was not loud, but it carried an overbearing dominance of being the sole sovereign.

"You're clean now, come up."

"My sword needs to be wiped."

Boom!