Chapter 1270 Interruption

Chapter 1270 Interruption

'Maybe I should take time to create or find some devastating secret techniques that increase battle strength,' Wu Hong thought. Secret techniques are common in the cultivation world as they are usually ways for cultivators to drastically increase their strength by paying a price. They are typically used in desperate situations, and the most common methods are burning the blood, body, and soul to increase power.

Secret techniques become more important at the pinnacle of the Paragon Realm because they are the most widespread method of acquiring the title of Primal. Of course, people who become Primal through secret methods are at the bottom of the list. After all, you'll become weak after using this technique since you must pay a price, leaving yourself.

Wu Hong smiled wryly, knowing this method would not work. If she became weak after defeating him with a secret technique, wouldn't that leave her open to being bullied? Could it be that she had to immediately run and hide every time she beat him?

'I must heal my injuries to the point of returning to the Paragon Realm. Then, I'll enter the Dark Truth, and during the establishment of the Perfect Foundation, I can better heal myself when rewriting my [Existence].'

She had made up her mind. At this point, hesitating and delaying would only make the situation worse for her. Wu Hong suddenly felt a lot more relaxed after making that decision.

'It's been a while since I've been so motivated to improve. The feeling is not bad,' Wu Hong nodded. 'More importantly, I cannot let this bastard ride over me.' She smiled, feeling more confident than ever. Who was she? Empress Wu. She never feared or backed down from a challenge and was not about to do that now — even for her future husband.

'Wait a minute,' Wu Hong thought. 'When did I start thinking of him so intimately? This bastard is so smooth. I fell for his scheme without even noticing.' She looked back at their two meetings, and she had to admit, they got along so naturally as if they were two sides of the same coin.

'It's a good thing that we can get along so naturally. The path ahead is long, and it would be a nightmare if our personalities did not match. However, I still need to look at things more rationally,' Wu Hong thought. She took a moment to look at Wang Wei from a rational and objective point of view.

'We are compatible in our personalities, ambitions, and drives. He has the strength and talent to keep walking forward with me and be a support on this long journey of the Dao. He is not selfish and intimidated by my accomplishments and challenges me to be better than I believe I could be.

'Besides a few other minor things I need to check later on, there are only two main issues — trust and goals. So far, he's shown me that he's reliable and trustworthy, but enough to put my life in his hands?'

Wu Hong thought about this deeply. The fact that she's willing to enter the Dark Truth indicates a high level of trust, but she views it more as a calculated risk. She saw the benefits, spent many years deducing and calculating, and after meeting Wang Wei, she made the final push to it.

'In the lower dimension, Wang Wei entered the Dark Truth mostly based on the trust of that clone. But if our situation were reversed, could I so unquestioningly trust him?' Wu Hong asked, and she did not have to think long to know she would not. So, it's apparent that her trust in him is not that level, and she reckoned he does not trust her as much as he does that clone.

'That's fine. We can slowly get to know each other and increase our trust,' Wu Hong thought. Trust can be cultivated over time, so there is no need to make a big deal out of this issue for now. Of course, it will be something else if they cannot cultivate their trust to a certain level after years of trying. At that point, she hopes they can part amicably.

"Yes, take all the time you need."

"It is your celebration, and we are guests, so we don't mind waiting."

These degenerates were happy. The last time any public record of Lady Xun's voice was recorded was when someone accidentally recorded a small part and sold it at an unknown auction. An Empyrean literally sold his sect to get it, turning over all lands, treasures, and resources, and even the disciples and elders became slaves. The terrifying part is this price was low due to the fact it was too late when the news spread.

"I'm glad you can all be so understanding, but I will keep my word." Xun Junyao said. "In the meantime, enjoy a dance from our palace's most talented lady.

She slowly left the stadium, giving these people one last gift. Once she was out of sight, the announcer — a beautiful middle-aged woman with a strict, no-nonsense appearance — awaited her.

"Is everything alright?" Xun Junyao asked.

"So far, we have found no issue."

"Very well," she nodded before heading to a secret room of the palace.

"Palace Lord, do you maybe want to change clothes?" the announcer reminded Xun Junyao, making her pause and look at her clothes.

'That would indeed make the guest feel more special,' she thought, and with a snap of her finger, her dress changed to a more casual, intimate, red and black. She also changed her hairstyle to be semi-formal.

"That's perfect. Let's go."

Second Floor:

Wang Wei squinted his eyes after seeing Xun Junyao's departure.

'Are things about to start, or is this just a small prelude?' He wanted to see what Xun Junyao was doing, but this palace was a potent treasure, and the formations were not a joke, rendering his powers useless.