Zhao Fu nodded calmly, accepting the form of address. At last, he arrived at the place where Fallen Angels were cultivated.
This was an enormous platform, nine meters high and black in color, seemingly made of iron. It stood beneath the open sky with no roof above it. In the heavens hung a sphere of light that radiated intense black brilliance, along with twenty-four black spears.
The sphere was over ten meters wide, and the light it emitted was black. Within it floated a phantom—the very image of the Fallen Angel from before.
The twenty-four black spears surrounding it were made of something resembling crystal. Each was three meters long, inscribed with flickering black divine patterns and carrying a formidable pressure. They were undoubtedly precious treasures.
Zhao Fu smiled happily. This would be Great Qin's first step toward rising within Apocalypse World. As long as it developed with all its strength, it would no longer need to fear the forces of the outer domains. Great Qin would be able to gain a firm foothold there.
This first step was not the former Land of Inheritance, because entering Apocalypse World now required an entirely new beginning.
Previously, Great Qin had been forced into a passive position much of the time due to its lack of foundations. Now that this flaw had been remedied, Great Qin would take the initiative. This would also be the first step in Great Qin's true rise.
"Male Master! You spent so long making love with Master, so you should be hungry, right? Shall I prepare a meal for you now?" Nuoxi asked considerately from beside him.
Zhao Fu nodded. Although the higher one's cultivation became, the less one needed food, the pleasures of the palate could not simply be discarded.
Nuoxi smiled softly and curtsied before