The Artifact Spirit of the Demonic Sword Emperor Scripture had naturally never heard of Wang Fugui's name. But after Wang Guiling's vivid embellishments and coaxing, she understood that the Dao Master-level big shots of the Four Divine Continents and the Devil Race Autonomous Region all had to follow Wang Fugui's orders.
The so-called Secretary-General of the Sacred Alliance was actually responsible for the Alliance Leader's duties. The modern Sacred Domain did not establish the position of Alliance Leader.
"So Miss Guiling's status is actually so noble." The Demonic Sword Artifact Spirit immediately became solemn and respectful.
This reminded her of the status of Ji Daoyi, the Immortal Alliance Leader.
Although the Sacred Domain built by the descendants of the Immortal Alliance was no longer comparable to the Immortal Alliance at its peak, anyone who could become its substantive "supreme leader" had to be immensely powerful. That Wang Fugui was surely no weaker than the Demonic Sword Emperor had been at his peak.
"So just follow me without worry. I'll take you soaring." Wang Guiling thumped her chest until it rang, speaking with passionate grandeur. "In the future, I'll take you to roam the Immortal Realm. We'll strive to become Divine Daughters, then charge toward the Immortal Emperor level. Even if we fall short at the last step, we'll have no regrets in this life."
The pie she painted was enormous and perfectly round, setting the Demonic Sword Artifact Spirit's imagination racing. Excited, she agreed at once. "Good, good, good. I wholeheartedly approve of your aspirations. You and I are sisters; for the rest of our lives, we'll work hard together."
The Demonic Sword Artifact Spirit's immediate surrender was not purely because she had been sweet-talked.
In truth, Wang Guiling herself possessed Dao Daughter C-grade bloodline. Once she inherited the Demonic