Chen Xin had gone mad.
He felt that the Seven Kill Sword he had cultivated with his whole life was no better than a child playing with a stick in front of that pool!
If he could just drink a mouthful of that sword-washing water...
No! Even if he could just breathe in its scent!
He felt he could break through to level 99, become a Peerless Douluo right then and there, and maybe even become a god!
"Fengzhi, I, I want to go..."
Chen Xin turned to Ning Fengzhi, his eyes pleading, like a child wanting candy:
"I want to go to that world too. I want to polish that Immortal Lord's sword!"
Ning Fengzhi: "..."
Bone Douluo: "..."
It wasn't just him. Everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was dumbfounded.
The mighty Sword Douluo was actually crying and begging to go be someone's sword-polishing servant?
Was this the allure of a High-Dimensional World?
Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai watched the scene, his face so dark it looked ready to drip with water.
His fiancée!
The second young lady of the Star Luo Empire!
She was going to polish another man's sword?
And from the look of her, the position of sword-polishing maid seemed countless times more prestigious than that of Star Luo Empress?
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Dai Mubai slammed his fist down on the table, his eyes bloodshot:
"That's my woman! What gives?!"
"Who the hell is that Immortal Lord? Come out and fight me if you've got the guts! What kind of skill is it to hide behind the scenes and play tricks?"
Tang San quietly edged away from him, looking at Dai Mubai as if he were an idiot.
A duel?
You can't even break one of the bricks paving their grounds, and you want to duel their master?
Primordial Immortal Court, Servants' Peak, Rain-Listening Pavilion.
This place was specially reserved for candidates to become sword-serving maids.
Though it was only a residence for maids, its pavilions and towers were exquisitely carved and painted. Every pillar was carved from ten-thousand-year Spirit Wood, giving off a faint fragrance that calmed the mind.
Zhu Zhuqing had been assigned to a small courtyard called Orchid Residence.
"All right, Zhu Zhuqing."
An older maid responsible for teaching etiquette regarded her with a stern expression:
"Although the Immortal Lord's Dharma Decree named you a candidate, that doesn't mean you can rise to the heavens in a single bound."
"How exalted is the Immortal Lord? He stands above the myriad heavens throughout eternity."
"To serve the Immortal Lord at close quarters, you must undergo rigorous screening and training."
"Your cultivation is too low, your constitution too weak, and you're steeped in far too much of the foul energy of the Lower Realm."
The older maid fanned the air in distaste, as though Zhu Zhuqing had some unpleasant smell about her:
"For the next three days, you must soak in Marrow-Cleansing Spirit Liquid every day, shed your mortal body, and wash away the filth. Only then will you be qualified to wear the sword-serving uniform."
With that, the older maid clapped her hands.
Two strong attendants carried in a huge wooden tub.
The tub was filled with milky-white liquid. A few crystal-clear petals floated on its surface, releasing an intoxicating fragrance.
"This is..."
Zhu Zhuqing had only to breathe in its scent to feel every pore on her body opening. The Soul Power inside her, once somewhat impure, even began to refine itself automatically!
"This is Hundred Flower Marrow-Cleansing Dew."
The older maid said coolly:
"It's made from morning dew gathered from a hundred kinds of spirit flowers in Hundred Flower Valley behind the sect, mixed with a drop of Fountain of Youth water diluted ten thousand times."
"For servants like us, this is a rare blessing."
"Get in. Don't waste its medicinal power."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded without hesitation.
She knew this was her opportunity.
As the whole continent watched the livestream, she slowly stepped into the tub, while the Sky Screen automatically pixelated the parts that shouldn't be shown.
"Boom!"
The moment her body sank into the spirit liquid, a domineering yet gentle force swept through every inch of her body!
"Mm..."
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help letting out a soft moan. There was a trace of pain in her voice, but far more of the blissful relief of being reborn.
On the livestream, Zhu Zhuqing's already fair skin grew even more translucent, like fine white jade.
Strands of black impurities were expelled from her body.
They were the mortal grime bestowed on her by the Douluo Plane. Behind her, the phantom of her Hell Spirit Cat Martial Soul appeared on its own!
It had once been an ordinary black spirit cat, but now, after absorbing the power of the spirit liquid, it began to transform!
Its body grew a size larger, and streaks of purple-gold appeared among its black fur.
One eye turned gold, the other silver.
An ancient character, "king," even faintly emerged on its forehead!
An oppressive force from deep in its bloodline swept through the screen and across the Douluo Continent!
The Star Luo Empire's palace.
The Star Luo Emperor sprang to his feet, staring at the scene in disbelief:
"Martial Soul Evolution?!"
"Is that a new form of the Hell Spirit Cat?!"
"That aura even surpasses the White Tiger Martial Soul!"
The Star Luo Emperor trembled with excitement. "Heaven bless our Star Luo! As long as Zhuqing returns, she'll be the next empress! Let anyone who dares oppose it come forward—I'll exterminate their entire clan!"
But where some rejoiced, others despaired.
Shrek Academy.
Watching Zhu Zhuqing bathe in the spirit liquid and transform, growing ever more beautiful and noble, like a goddess from the Nine Heavens, Dai Mubai completely lost it.
"No, no!!!"
His eyes were bloodshot. His nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.
It was like having some worthless junk he'd casually tossed aside suddenly turn into a priceless treasure—and then watching it go serve another man!
The crushing disparity and the feeling of being cuckolded drove him almost mad.
"Zhu Zhuqing! You're my fiancée!"
"How can you bathe at a time like this? How can you wash yourself so thoroughly just to please that man?!"
"Shameless! Absolutely shameless!"
Dai Mubai raged at the Sky Screen, utterly stripped of his princely dignity, like a hysterical mad dog.
Even Ma Hongjun and Oscar beside him couldn't stand to watch.
"Boss Dai, she belongs to the Immortal Court now. You can't control her anymore..." Ma Hongjun muttered.
"Shut up!" Dai Mubai whipped around, murderous intent filling his evil eyes. "Fatty, do you want to die?"
Just then, the scene on the Sky Screen changed.
Zhu Zhuqing had finished bathing and changed into a pale green sword-serving maid's uniform.
No one knew what the outfit was made of. It shimmered with flowing colors, showing off her figure while giving her an ethereal, otherworldly air.
She stood on the terrace of Rain-Listening Pavilion, gazing at the distant Primordial Divine Hall, which towered into the clouds and was shrouded in boundless Chaos Qi.
Her eyes held none of their former coldness or stubbornness.
In their place was deep reverence, along with a faint, indescribable anticipation.
"Immortal Lord..."
Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly.
Although she had yet to meet that man, the surroundings here, every plant and tree, and the despairing strength of this place's foundations had already etched an indelible, towering figure into her heart.
By comparison, Dai Mubai—who was raging helplessly at Shrek Academy, cuddling twins, and doing nothing but shirking his responsibilities...
He couldn't even compare to a single strand of that man's hair.
"Hmph."
Just then, a voice of utter indifference, as though it came from the Nine Heavens, rang out without warning in Zhu Zhuqing's ear—and throughout the livestream across the Douluo Continent.
The voice was not loud, yet carried an overbearing air that acknowledged no one but itself.
"If you're clean, then come up."
"This lord's sword is due for a polish."
Boom!
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