Emotional Value

Inside the room, after voicing her doubts, Liu Qingli headed to the grotto-heaven. The prisoners they had just acquired needed to be brought to heel as well. Though they were controlled by slave marks, their future lay in the Blood Prison Dynasty—this was different from being mere enforcers.

Enforcers essentially only needed to ensure their master's safety, but if they were to join the Blood Prison Dynasty, they would need certain skills as well. When the time came, she would hand all these people over to Guan Yue.

Bai Yu had matters of his own to attend to as well. After entering the room, he began continuously adjusting his condition, familiarizing himself with the power he had gained after his new breakthrough.

This adjustment lasted for two days and one night. Late on the second night, Bai Yu slowly opened his eyes. Golden streams of light flowed forth as the formation diagram of the Heavenly Demon Chaotic Hundred Flowers Array gradually took shape.

At the sight, Bai Yu finally let out a breath of relief and slowly summoned the crystal coffin. As his mana circulated, the ice crystals around the coffin began to melt away.

The beauty inside stirred her eyelids and slowly opened her eyes. When she sat up, she seemed somewhat dizzy. It took her quite a while before she came back to herself.

Slowly rising to her feet, Su Muyue looked over everything before her. There was no expression on that peerless face of hers, but when she saw Bai Yu's teasing look, she could not help but let out a heavy breath.

She had lost—lost completely. The power she had been so proud of, the power to turn the tables, had been utterly shattered by Bai Yu. A slave mark had already been planted within her,