Chapter 402

Nowadays, the Heavenly Dao kept bringing up Ximen Wudi, which instead made her feel uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty speaks wisely. Our Great Tang naturally has Lu Wushuang, a peerless national master who can cure Miaochengtian's Innate Severed Meridians."

"There is also a heaven-grade divine art of music, which can elevate Suoluotian to another level."

"This minister shall now order the Phantom Sound Workshop to present these two women."

Although the leader of the Phantom Sound Workshop is called the Female Emperor, that is merely a jianghu nickname.

Anyone making a living on Great Tang's territory must listen to the Great Tang court.

"Fine! As for that other one, Shang Xiufang, it would be best if we can find her."

"If we can't find her, we cannot let Great Qin or Great Yuan benefit either."

After venting a breath of pent-up frustration, Wu Zetian finally turned her thoughts to Shang Xiufang.

To be honest, she also knew Shang Xiufang's importance.

But precisely because she knew the importance, she was certain Great Qin and Great Yuan would definitely not let her slip away.

Although she wished to ally with Great Qin and Great Yuan to deal with the Qinglong Society,

someone of Shang Xiufang's "strategic" caliber, she did not want to let other powers benefit for free.

"This minister obeys the decree. I shall go invite Lady Shang to stay at the Great Ming Palace for a period of time."

……

Yunzhou, Tianxia Society, World's First Tower.

The Purple-Clothed Boss read Shang Xiufang's introduction and couldn't help clicking his tongue in secret wonder,

"The Nine Provinces truly are rich in depth."

"An ordinary woman, just by her singing, can raise the probability of overcoming inner demons."

"You... should know how to do it, right?"

When the words 'inner demon' were spoken, a flash of fear involuntarily crossed the Purple-Clothed Boss's face.

Clearly, although his strength was high, he still had an inner demon he had not overcome.

"Not to criticize you, but it's been so many years, and you still can't see through this inner demon."

Xiong Ba, unconcerned, used the Replenishing Yuan Blood Hand to drain several death-row prisoners dry.

Only then did he turn back to look at the Purple-Clothed Boss,

"If you wish to accomplish great things and reach the supreme realm and strength,"

"this inner demon is the most fatal obstacle!"

"I advise you! Break through this inner demon as soon as possible!"

"Bullshit!"

The Purple-Clothed Boss was so angry his face swelled, but the moment he thought of the inner demon,

thinking of that breathtaking white-clothed figure, his heart stirred again,

"You're just too inexperienced!"

"But she hates the Replenishing Yuan Blood Hand the most, and you've now cultivated it."

"Hehe! One day when she discovers it and comes knocking at your door, you'll know what an inner demon truly is."

"I don't believe it."

Xiong Ba shook his head, raised both hands, and felt endless vitality and Earth Yuan Qi pouring into his body.

In the unseen depths, he sensed a slight loosening of his realm.

The Replenishing Yuan Blood Hand is truly marvelous!

"What inner demon? Even if her strength is higher,"

"what do you think compared to that sword jade Dugu Qiubai tossed out that day?"

"Th-this..."

The Purple-Clothed Boss's expression changed several times.

The inner demon in his heart was one he could not match.

That was why it had tormented him for countless years, causing his strength to progress slowly.

He could only hole up here at the headquarters of the World's First Tower.

But the sword jade Dugu Qiubai tossed out that day contained an unmatched power of the sword Dao.

That too was irresistible, wasn't it?

That overwhelming force of sword Dao, as if it would annihilate all vitality.

Had Liu Ruofei not stepped in to save them,

he and Xiong Ba, even if they didn't die, would have become cripples.

Just a wisp of sword Dao intent infused into the jade was already so powerful.

Then the master of this wisp of sword Dao intent, Ximen Wudi—how invincible must he be?

Between him and the inner demon in his heart, who was stronger and who was weaker?

For a moment, even someone as strong as the Purple-Clothed Boss was lost.

After all!

In the eyes of ants, Taishan and an ordinary mountain are both unscalably high.

How could you ask them to tell the difference?

"Ah... enough thinking about it."

"Hurry up and bring Shang Xiufang back for me."

The more the Purple-Clothed Boss thought about it, the more terrified he became, feeling as if his head would explode.

He left behind a single sentence and vanished within the secret chamber.

"Hey! Really quite…"

Xiong Ba watched his disappearing figure and could not help but curl his lip.

In his heart, no matter how powerful a strong expert might be, they should not be so terrified.

Otherwise, how could one continue to climb toward the peak of the martial Dao?

Only, after all, Purple-Robed Boss was his own father, so harsh words naturally could not be spoken aloud.

"Fine then! A woman like this who can raise the probability of overcoming the Heart Demon is indeed a scarce resource."

In the eyes of an overlord, profit was what mattered most.

At his command, the experts of Tianxia Society also joined this grand feast of vying for a singular beauty.

In a certain range upon range of Shenshan deep within the Great Han.

Yin Tianxue led Dugu Qiubai and the other three, passing through a waterfall, and arrived at a peculiar place.

Here, birds sang and flowers bloomed, the grass and trees lush and abundant.

Even the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi here was several times denser than outside.

"Truly a blessed land of caves and heavens. The Great Dragon Head is tens of thousands of li away — how could he know of this place?"

Dugu Jian had only recently joined the Qinglong Society, and knew little of Ximen Wudi.

"Hehe! Senior Dugu, if you stay in the Qinglong Society long enough, you'll know the Great Dragon Head's greatest forte is not his strength, right?"

Zhang Daoling could not help but twirl his beard and chuckle softly.

"If not strength, then what?"

The sword-Dao will that had burst forth from that Sword Jade was something Dugu Jian would never forget as long as he lived.

And a casual poem the Great Dragon Head composed and circulated had directly allowed him to comprehend Sword Twenty-Three.

If the Great Dragon Head's greatest forte was not his strength, then what could it be?

Suddenly, Dugu Jian looked ahead at Yin Tianxue, who was bouncing along while leading the way, and his heart stirred.

"I observe that beauties gather like clouds around the Great Dragon Head, yet each remains utterly loyal to him."

"Could it be that the Great Dragon Head's greatest forte is the Way of Conquering Women?"

"Ah…"

Zhang Daoling was so startled that he yanked off a handful of beard on the spot — he had never imagined Dugu Jian could think along such lines.

Yin Tianxue, who was leading the way up ahead, also overheard these words, and could not help but quicken her steps.

From time to time she turned to look back at Dugu Jian, her heart perhaps wondering,

How could this doddering old man, who looks half dead already, have such an unhealthy mind?