The Forbearing Empress

In this world, there is no absolute bigness, nor absolute smallness; size is all produced through comparison.

A thunderbolt of the same size looks completely different when worn by a petite loli versus a tall, big guy.

And the Fu Jinyu before him, a full 180 centimeters tall, was only five centimeters shorter than Xu Mu.

With such height, possessing the same thunderous power as Xu Ningbing actually seemed somewhat harmonious.

Xu Ningbing gave off a more impactful feeling.

If Xu Mu had to choose between these two, he'd take them both.

Fu Jinyu had the advantage of her height, though she wasn't quite as impactful as Xu Ningbing.

But she was indeed exaggerated enough.

Xu Mu immediately averted his eyes. What was going on lately?

Had he fallen into a thunder pool?

Among all the pretty girls he'd known before, the truly formidable ones were really just Xu Ningbing, Mu Qingying, and Li Yun.

Dai Xingluo counted as half.

These past few days, he'd suddenly gained Tantai Quan, plus the Fu Jinyu before him.

"I'm talking to you."

Fu Jinyu's eyes fixed on Xu Mu, her tone calm and cold.

This feeling was like a reprimand from a superior, which made Xu Mu extremely displeased.

"If you dare speak to me in that tone again, I'll slap you!"

Xu Mu pointed at Fu Jinyu's face.

She was about to become a cripple, yet she still dared to put on airs in front of him. She was the Heavenly Demon Clan's Empress, not his empress.

Although she would definitely be cured by Brother Evil God in the future, for now she was crippled. Even if she were a dragon, she'd have to coil up.

"You... you dare speak to me in that tone?"

Fu Jinyu's brows furrowed tightly.

Hearing this, Xu Mu strode forward, walking towards Fu Jinyu.

Seeing this, Fu Jinyu immediately clenched her fists. She hadn't even taught this ant a lesson yet, and he dared to make the first move.

As soon as Xu Mu reached out his hand, Fu Jinyu's figure immediately dodged, appearing at Xu Mu's side.

She clenched her fist, released her hidden force, and threw a punch towards Xu Mu's waist.

But to her shock, she found she had hit nothing but air.

And Xu Mu had already grabbed her wrist, yanking it down forcefully.

Fu Jinyu stumbled, her body pitching forward, and she fell flat on the ground.

Xu Mu knew she was definitely fine because she had airbags for protection.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out in the space.

Xu Mu slapped her butt. "I said I'd slap you, and I did!"

Fu Jinyu was stunned.

The sudden turn of events left her brain struggling to catch up.

As a once-in-a-millennium genius of the Heavenly Demon Clan, she had been placed with high hopes from a young age.

She eventually became the Empress as a matter of course.

The reason she was called the Empress, not just the clan leader, was because her command extended beyond just the Heavenly Demon Clan.

And today, she had been struck... there?

Humiliation!

This was a monumental disgrace!

Fu Jinyu couldn't bear it!

Hum!

Her eyes began to glow with a red light.

Seeing this, Xu Mu immediately took several steps back. "With your injuries, forcibly circulating your energy will only cripple you faster."

"Before I'm crippled, I'll cripple you first!"

Fu Jinyu's tone was sinister as she pushed herself up from the ground with her hands.

"Let me make this clear first. If you dare attack me, I won't settle for just slapping you."

Xu Mu stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Do it then, kill me if you can!"

As soon as the words left Fu Jinyu's mouth, she shot towards Xu Mu like a black shadow.

Xu Mu's eyes were full of surprise as he immediately sidestepped to dodge.

Truly worthy of being an Empress. Relying only on the energy of the late Hidden Force stage, she could achieve such speed.

Fu Jinyu was also inwardly shocked. He could actually dodge her technique?

Swish!

Fu Jinyu, refusing to believe it, reached for Xu Mu's neck again.

But this time, Xu Mu didn't dodge; he vanished from right before her eyes.

She immediately turned her head and found Xu Mu right behind her, already in a crouching position.

She had sensed it coming, but her current energy simply couldn't propel her body fast enough to evade. She could only watch helplessly as the blow landed.

At that moment, Xu Mu delivered a hidden force-infused "Thousand Years of Death" thrust upwards.

The sharp pain was mixed with a tingling numbness, compounded by the impact of the hidden force, rendering Fu Jinyu's entire lower body senseless.

Thud!

Fu Jinyu collapsed to the ground in pain, her body curled up like a shrimp.

Her body trembled with pain, tears streaming down her face.

But she endured it, not letting out even a single groan.

"Still arrogant? Weren't you so arrogant?"

Xu Mu asked nonchalantly.

So what if she was an Empress?

Didn't she still have to eat his Thousand Years of Death?

Fu Jinyu remained sprawled on the ground. Compared to the physical pain, the humiliation to her spirit was even more severe.

Since childhood, she had always been high above.

When she was severely injured by that expert before, Fu Jinyu accepted it willingly.

Her opponent's realm was indeed higher than hers.

However, that opponent was much older than Fu Jinyu. She was confident she could surpass him within five years.

But this damned brat before her!

Weak as an ant, and she had actually been... by him...

How could Fu Jinyu's heart ever get over this!

"Giving you face, were we?"

Xu Mu snorted coldly, then used his perception to check the surroundings.

The people in the prison cells had probably all inhaled the Dark Spirit Crystal powder. They were all listless and weak.

If there was anyone still active here, it was really only the Fu Jinyu before him.

Fu Jinyu lay on the ground. She was someone who held grudges.

In a while, the Four-Eyed Clan people would come again to release more powder.

It was precisely to prevent anyone among them from recovering.

When that time came, this bastard before her would also be affected.

Fu Jinyu believed that with her powerful recovery ability, she would definitely regain control of her body first. Then, she would kill this bastard.

[Favorability -10]

"What the hell?"

Seeing the black characters above Fu Jinyu's head, Xu Mu instantly couldn't take it anymore.

He walked up to Fu Jinyu, crouched down, and asked, "Were you just cursing me in your head?"

Fu Jinyu was full of surprise. Could he even guess that?

However, she closed her eyes and didn't utter a word.

Slap!

Xu Mu slapped her peach again.

Endure!

Fu Jinyu clenched her fists, still playing dead on the ground.

"Damn it! If you dare curse me again, next time my Thousand Years of Death won't be with a hand!"

Xu Mu threatened.

Then he sat down there, pondering his next move.

Just then, Xu Mu noticed the distant door open and several people walk in.

These people were all wearing gas masks.

The guards playing cards in the distance saw them, greeted them, and then all walked out.

Seeing this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Fu Jinyu's mouth.

Originally, she hated these people the most, but now, she wished they would come sooner.

These people first came to the cell where Xu Mu was, taking out a black crystal about the size of a thumb.

This was the Dark Spirit Crystal. One of them took out a lighter and lit the crystal.

Thick black smoke immediately billowed from the small crystal.

He placed the Dark Spirit Crystal outside the cell, then moved to the next one.

In a short time, black smoke began to rise in front of every cell. Finally, the entire massive cavern was enveloped in blackness.

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