Volume One, Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Three
Yu Fenghua lounged lazily in Zhao Fu's arms. "What is it?"
Zhao Fu said, "I want to ask where your clan obtained its Eightfold Water World, and where I can find the other Eightfold Water Worlds."
Yu Fenghua looked into Zhao Fu's eyes. "From the look of it, you intend to gather all the Eightfold Water Worlds?"
Zhao Fu nodded.
Yu Qiye smiled. "He is the Son of Apocalypse. This time, he came to the Water Domain to awaken the final Water Race Imperial Star."
At those words, the women present all revealed shocked expressions. It was as though their minds had been struck by tremendous force, leaving them blank; even their bodies began to tremble.
"The Son of Apocalypse?" Yu Fenghua looked at Zhao Fu with utter shock. There was no helping it—Zhao Fu's reputation was simply that terrifying.
Zhao Fu smiled. "I am the Son of Apocalypse!"
Yu Fenghua had yet to calm down, her heart pounding rapidly. "No wonder you possess such perfect features and could make the Eightfold Water World acknowledge you as its master. You should be its owner, the one favored by the Mandate of Heaven."
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "All right, I want to know about the Eightfold Water World."
Yu Fenghua smiled. "No problem. I'll tell you right now."
The women also came back to their senses and looked at Zhao Fu with smiling faces, incomparably happy in their hearts. To be Zhao Fu's women, they felt they had been blessed across three lifetimes.
Yu Fenghua smiled and said, "The Eightfold Water Worlds are supreme treasures that were born alongside our Water Domain. They were originally distributed across twenty-four directions of the Water Domain, suppressing the entire Water Domain and allowing its fortune and