Vol2 – Chapter 6 – What makes me inferior to your Wife?

Vol2 – Chapter 6 – What makes me inferior to your Wife?

The next day.

Outside the Imperial Capital, various nobles had gathered, and an army of a million cultivators stood ready. Ten colossal divine airships hovered in the sky, casting shadows over the land. On the ground, towering hundreds of meters high, stood monstrous beasts, formations resembling mountain ranges, and Shadow Guards moving through the spatial layers...

As far as the eye could see, all kinds of terrifying weapons of mass destruction were being transported out of the Imperial Capital.

In the shadows, many Great Beings were secretly observing, causing waves of exclamations:

"Is that the long-lost Emperor Grade Formation—The God-Slaying Formation?!"

"No, it's a fragmentary version of the Emperor Grade God-Slaying Formation! But even so, it far surpasses any Immortal Grade formation!"

"Thirty Moon Shine Realm cultivators, hundreds of Ocean Covering Realm cultivators, and over a thousand Mountain Moving Realm cultivators... This foundation is simply outrageous."

"Why didn't the Empress bring out this foundation when Zhao Yuhuan rebelled and the seven major forces united to besiege her?"

"Perhaps the Empress has been waiting for this day all along, or maybe she was confident she could handle the chaos and slay the invading enemies."

...

As the commander of the three armies, Meng Qingzhou naturally exuded an air of authority, directly boarding Jiang Canghai's life-bound treasure—the Emperor Grade Map of Mountains and Rivers.

The map fully unfolded, transforming into a complete continent, with mountains, rivers, pavilions, and palaces, all present.

This fully expanded map, spanning over thirty thousand miles in diameter, was carried by four Moon Shine Realm beast slaves, each thousands of meters tall. Meng Qingzhou himself sat in the central palace within the map.

"Order the army to march," Meng Qingzhou stood tall, drawing the long sword that symbolized his command, and shouted.

Qin Fenghuo, standing beside him, immediately used his Divine Power to amplify his voice, spreading it throughout the three armies: "Commander’s order, the army shall march!"

The powerful sound of drums and gongs echoed, and within the army, black banners were raised, fluttering in the wind. All the banners inscribed with the character for Jin shone brightly, linking together to form a vast formation.

—Immortal Grade Speed Formation!

—Immortal Grade Gathering Spirit Array!

The moment the formations were established, all the soldiers received a boost, including the ten divine airships hidden in alternate space, ready to descend upon the enemy at any moment, and the Shadow Guards moving through spatial layers... all seemed to be blessed by divine assistance, their marching speed increasing hundreds of times, and their spiritual energy recovery rate becoming astonishingly fast!

Rumble!!!

"Are you trying to test me by belittling yourself and praising the Empress? In my heart, the Empress can't compare to my wife," Meng Qingzhou said, wrapping his arm around Dongfang Liuli's slender waist and lifting her chin, their lips meeting.

After days of busyness, they finally stole a moment of leisure. Even on the warfront, they found a chance to be alone.

Until they were nearly out of breath, Dongfang Liuli's face turned rosy, her body soft, pushing against Meng Qingzhou's chest, whispering shyly, "What are you doing? We're at war, the fate of the nation is at stake, and you still have the mood to tease me!"

"Who told you to be so jealous? I have to reassure you," Meng Qingzhou said, pinching Dongfang Liuli's nose.

In front of your husband, you dare to praise another woman so openly. Do you think I, Meng, am a fool?

Of course, she's jealous, being all sarcastic.

Dongfang Liuli: ...

Frustrated ((?(//?Д/?/)?)), who's jealous!

I'm serious, okay!

'Am I being masochistic, going to such lengths to make my husband fall for the Empress?'

'Am I indirectly finding a legitimate wife for my husband and a rival for myself?'

'No, no, I am the Empress! How can we be separated...'

Dongfang Liuli felt on the verge of a mental breakdown, trying to correct Meng Qingzhou's bias against the Empress. It was really too difficult!

At this moment.

A familiar, majestic voice echoed, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, and a figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

"If I heard correctly, Minister Meng... did you say I'm not as good as your wife?"

Meng Qingzhou abruptly looked up, his mouth slightly open.

The Empress?!

Heavens! Why is she here!?

The Empress walked gracefully, like a divine being, radiating brilliance. She directly lifted Meng Qingzhou's chin in front of Dongfang Liuli, her voice becoming both seductive and authoritative, making one's bones tingle: "Tell me, in what way am I not as good as your wife?"