Chapter 1505

The intense battle in the sky had completely surpassed her understanding of Wu Gong.

That terrifying sword Qi filled the heavens and the earth.

As the overflowing sword Qi descended, everything it struck—person or object—was ground into dust.

Had the Cining Palace not been located deep within the imperial palace, it would not have escaped the fate of destruction at this moment.

Mao Dongzhu's words pulled her back to her senses.

She asked in disbelief:

"The person in the sky is your master?"

Mao Dongzhu laughed proudly and coquettishly:

"My master now is Wutian. Does the Sect Master's wife really want to send Sect Master Hong to his death?"

As she said this, she could not help but frequently glance toward the fierce battle in the sky, her beautiful eyes harboring deep concern.

Unaware of the truth, she did not know that the two people battling intensely in the sky were merely putting on a show—Gu Hanyuan and Wu Xingyun.

She still thought her beloved master had encountered a terrifying opponent.

If it had been at the beginning, Mao Dongzhu might still have had utilitarian motives.

But as time passed, she had long since been captured, body and soul, just like her daughter Jianning.

One could tell from Mao Dongzhu's increasingly youthful and delicate complexion that she had been well-nourished.

Appearance stems from the heart.

A face more beautiful than in her youth reflected her true psychological state.

She was no longer the person she used to be.

Although Mao Dongzhu was incredibly worried inside, she maintained her composure on the surface.

At least, Su Quan, standing opposite her, did not see a single flaw.

At this moment, she was still immersed in the shock of Wutian becoming Mao Dongzhu's new master.

Even Su Quan, who had spent years deep on the overseas Shenlong Island, had heard a little of Wutian's formidable and fierce reputation.

She just hadn't expected the opponent to be even more terrifying than imagined, nor had she expected Mao Dongzhu to defect because of Wutian.

Just as Mao Dongzhu had said.

Letting Hong Antong face Wutian was equivalent to sending him to his death.

One only needed to see the terrifying scene of the battle in the sky to clearly understand that even if the entire Shenlong Sect were sacrificed, they couldn't move Wutian in the slightest.

Su Quan was silent for a long time.

Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she said:

"Mao Dongzhu, you win. The Shenlong Sect truly has no way to deal with Wutian. Since that is the case, I will not hold your defection against you. Why don't we sit down and have a good talk? Perhaps we might even reach a cooperation?"

The cooperation Su Quan spoke of was not just between the Shenlong Sect and Wutian.

It was even more so a cooperation between herself and Wutian.

Very few people knew the true secret of the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra*.

Hong Antong, not knowing where he obtained the intelligence, claimed that the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra* contained the secret to immortality.

This was naturally highly tempting to him, as he was aging and his cultivation base was difficult to breakthrough.

That was why, more than ten years ago, he had planted Mao Dongzhu in the Qing Guo imperial palace to plot for the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra*.

Over these many years, Mao Dongzhu's progress had been slow, and Hong Antong was inevitably somewhat impatient.

That was why Su Quan had been suddenly sent to recover the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra* in Mao Dongzhu's possession.

Furthermore, Hong Antong had also ordered her to bring Shenlong Sect subordinates to collect all the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra* as quickly as possible.

The Shenlong Sect members were currently hiding in an inn in Yanjing City.

Su Quan had entered the imperial palace alone, intending to give Mao Dongzhu a show of force, but she had unexpectedly landed herself in her current predicament.

But she was not without gains.

Wanting to reach a cooperation with Wutian was precisely the result of her quick thinking.

Su Quan was not only planning to swallow the *Fourty-Two Chapters Sutra* for herself, but she also wanted to use Wutian's hand to break free from Hong Antong.

Back then, she was forcibly abducted by Hong Antong to be his wife.

Over these many years, Su Quan's hatred has only grown deeper.

Her slaughter of the elders in the Shenlong Sect and her support for newcomers were also done to gain the strength to contend with Hong Antong.

Unfortunately, Hong Antong's Wu Gong is too high, and he also holds the antidote to the "Leopard Fetus Tendon-Changing Pill."

Su Quan still cannot see any hope of overthrowing Hong Antong.

Mao Dongzhu's predicament, however, showed her another way out: she could completely rely on external forces to deal with Hong Antong.

And Wutian is precisely the helper she has set her sights on.

Mao Dongzhu does not know what is in Su Quan's mind.

After a moment of contemplation, she shook her head regretfully and said:

"I cannot represent my master. If you want to cooperate, the Sect Master's wife needs to discuss it with my master in person."

She paused.

Her gaze looked inexplicably at the charming and alluring Su Quan.

With a playful smile, she said:

"The Sect Master's wife is so beautiful; my master will surely like you. Why doesn't the Sect Master's wife just surrender and go to bed to discuss the matter of cooperation with my master properly?"

Mao Dongzhu does not know if Su Quan is using a delaying tactic.

But she had already intended to use the incomparably beautiful Su Quan to please Wutian.

Moreover, just thinking about Su Quan—who had originally caused her to live in constant fear—being pinned to the head of a bed and humiliated filled Mao Dongzhu's heart with excitement.

Upon hearing this, Su Quan's expression darkened, and she shouted angrily:

"Mao Dongzhu, do you really want to see both the fish die and the net break?"

Although she wants to use Wutian's hand to deal with Hong Antong, she is not willing to do so at the cost of her own purity.

This is something she, in her pride, cannot accept.

Mao Dongzhu heard this and laughed charmingly, unconcerned:

"The fish will die, but the net might not necessarily break."

She gave an order to the "Evil-Warding Guards":

"Take her!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen "Evil-Warding Guards" unleashed the ghostly "Evil-Warding Sword Technique" to surround and attack Su Quan once again.

Su Quan was both angry and anxious, struggling to fend them off.

If not for her sufficiently high cultivation base and the equally bizarre Wu Gong of Shenlong Island, she would likely have been captured by now.

Even so, Su Quan cannot hold out for much longer.

The sounds of killing rose again in the Ciren Palace, and the palace maids in the Cining Palace were urging the Empress to take refuge.

However, Empress Hesheli only shook her head faintly and said:

"You go take refuge first. I am the Empress of the Qing Guo; how could there be any reason for me to flee?"

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Her words were spoken with righteous indignation, but only she herself knows what she is thinking in her heart.

Hesheli's gaze fell upon the site of the fierce battle in the sky.

Sword Qi filled that place, making it impossible to see the specific situation of the battle; one could only vaguely see two figures engaged in a fierce fight.

A look of worry flickered in Hesheli's beautiful eyes.

She does not know whether she should be worried about the man who shouted that he would snatch her out of the palace to be his wife.

Perhaps him dying right here would be the best outcome for Hesheli.

Then she would not have to struggle and waver because of her shaken feelings.

However, the lingering sensation of being sucked on her slightly cool forehead and chest made it impossible for her to forget.

She could not help but pray for that figure who had domineeringly intruded into her heart.

"Since you have provoked me, you are not allowed to die irresponsibly."

In the Jingren Palace, pairs of beautiful eyes were all anxiously watching the battle in the sky.

The women had all moved to the Jingren Palace last night, avoiding the fate of being caught in the wake of the Sword Qi.

In the "Qing Ancestral Shrine," Huang Taiji was hiding in the depths of the palace in great terror.