LWGP - Chapter 257
Chapter 257: Reject Me?
Since she sensed that the First Spacetime had other plans, would Wang Jiu let it go?
"Of course I will. I'm not a greedy person. They delivered such a large spirit pool to my doorstep and even gave me the number one beauty of the Fourth Spacetime as a neighbor. Of course I'm satisfied."
That's what Wang Jiu said, but few people believed her. Wang Shu, however, did, and he was particularly good at grasping the main point.
"What about the other neighbor? That… Ritian guy."
Wang Shu had no good feelings about that Hao Tian and had privately given him the nickname "Ritian."
Wang Jiu glanced at Wang Shu but didn't answer.
It dawned on Wang Shu a moment later, but Wang Jiu had already left.
Where did she go?
The night was hazy, and she slipped into it with the wind.
The capital of the Heiyan Empire. The entire empire had been integrated into the Luoyang sector, directly occupying the territory of a good three provinces, but its capital was adjacent to Gobi.
Being neighbors, it was natural they would meet, but Mo Ran never expected the other party to arrive uninvited.
When she saw Wang Jiu in her study, sitting in her own seat and flipping through a book she usually read, Mo Ran's eyes lowered slightly. She didn't show any displeasure, but she wasn't very polite either.
"Uninvited guests are usually up to no good. Is the Lord of Gobi here to declare war?" Mo Ran was domineering and naturally disliked anyone more domineering than herself, so she had no favorable impression of Wang Jiu.
But she also understood that in the current situation, she couldn't afford to openly break ties unless she was certain she could crush Wang Jiu.
However… she knew the other party's purpose.
"Someone who comes looking for you secretly in the middle of the night is definitely not a good person. Your Majesty's perception is the same as mine."
"But I'm just a woman. What ill intentions could I possibly have?"
Mo Ran: "For example, assassinating me for the sake of your future father-in-law."
Wang Jiu put down the book, leisurely resting her cheek on her hand as she looked at her. "Killing you—what benefit would that bring me?"
"If I'm not mistaken, in a spacetime, if an empire is established, it comes with empire-level prestige and authority. The scepters in your hands are just one of the rewards. A reward like that is already frightening enough, but what's more terrifying is that after you two took out the one from Taihuang, the boundary-breaking power of your scepters increased by at least half. I think this is because the three empires were dividing the fortune of the Fourth Spacetime. It's like a big watermelon—with fewer people eating, you each get a bigger slice. Therefore, if one of you two were to die, the other could monopolize the entire prestige and fortune of the Fourth Spacetime. This is also why the Mt. Buzhou Sect tries to win you over yet fears you—because they want to leverage your fortune, but they don't want you to kill Xing Yao and monopolize the Fourth Spacetime. This way, your ultimate interests are not aligned, so it's impossible for you to cooperate seamlessly. And if you think about it, they can casually command someone like Hao Tian. On their side, there are at least five people with average attributes over a million. If even they are so wary of you becoming the sole emperor of the Fourth Spacetime, how could I dare to be careless?"
Balancing relationships had nothing to do with romance; it was all about interests.
This was the real Wang Jiu.
Mo Ran didn't even bat an eyelid, only saying indifferently, "In that case, what's the difference between you and the Mt. Buzhou Sect? If I had to choose, I would naturally choose the stronger one."
Her words made a lot of sense.
Wang Jiu, however, smiled. "Of course there's a difference. I'm from the Third Spacetime. In terms of time and the rules that restrict me, I don't need to be in a hurry. But the First Spacetime is different. They are too old. After the fusion, they suffer the most restrictions. They are also greedier and need to devour more resources to compensate for their restricted power. And these resources… who's to say they naturally belong to them? Don't you want them? Even if you don't… do you think those people from the Mt. Buzhou Sect will think the same?"
This was both a hint and a test.
Mo Ran knew that many schemers were timid, hiding their machinations under a disguise, making the other party's inability to detect them the key to their plan's success.
But as an empress, as a powerful individual, she had always believed that the highest form of scheming was when the opponent was powerless even when they knew all your cards, because you had already created a completely sealed-off dead end for them, leaving them with no escape.
This was an overt scheme.
What Wang Jiu was using on her now was an overt scheme.
Firstly, she did indeed have a desire to carve up those resources for herself. But from the beginning, the Mt. Buzhou Sect had explicitly made her and Hao Tian merge near Gobi. She knew then that they were being wary and also testing her, and she had complied…
Secondly, the Mt. Buzhou Sect would not easily change its strategy. Since they were wary of her from the start, once they devoured the resources and recovered their full power, they would definitely move against her, and even against Xing Yao. As long as they killed the two emperors, the Fourth Spacetime would be theirs.
The Mt. Buzhou Sect was the greediest, wanting to annex all three spacetimes. Of course, Mo Ran was unwilling, and so was Wang Jiu.
This was the key point on which they could cooperate.
But if she chose Wang Jiu…
"You are more dangerous than them." Mo Ran was frank, but she also pointed out Wang Jiu's dangerous nature.
She knew the people from the First Spacetime would eventually make a move on her, but in terms of danger, she felt that Wang Jiu was the most terrifying.
Wang Jiu's eyes darkened slightly, but she smiled. "That's why I'm more worthy of being conquered."
"Your Majesty, don't you want to know who will win between you and His Majesty Xing Yao?"
"Whoever conquers me will be the overlord of the Fourth Spacetime."
The person who had just been spouting scummy words and balancing relationships was now being so seductive. It was like a top courtesan in a brothel, flaunting her charms to escape her cage, desperate for a high official to rescue her.
Mo Ran knew this person was doing it on purpose. She didn't fall for it. After all, when it came to beauty and charm, she had already developed the ultimate immunity from her own self. How could she be so easily bewitched? So she said coolly, "You certainly think highly of yourself. Do you think you're a dragon vein? That getting you means getting the world?"
Wang Jiu stretched her tired waist, leaning back against the chair with a half-smile. "I don't believe you're unaware that only those with souls can transcend the game's limits. The Primordial Spirits are the true opponents of the Eternal Night, and the characteristic of a Primordial Spirit is its soul."
"No matter how strong you are, you've actually already reached your limit. Without a soul, the highest limit for a body is merely two million in average attributes. But me… my dear Your Majesty, believe it or not, if you give me your body, I can instantly boost it to three million in average attributes."
Wang Jiu's words were abrupt, wild, and arrogant, but Mo Ran suddenly understood that this was Wang Jiu revealing her trump card.
She could create bodies, and the upper limit of a body depended on the soul.
Mo Ran was thoughtful. "You can broaden the limits for me and Xing Yao? Or help us build souls?"
Wang Jiu glanced at her. "Your Majesty, your demands are so high. It doesn't sound like you're seeking cooperation, more like you're asking for a bride price."
Mo Ran, who had been mocked, wasn't embarrassed. Instead, she said slowly, "With your personality, if you came to win me over, you should know to just lay out the benefits from the start. Since you dared to come, you should have prepared conditions that would interest me. But you've said so much, back and forth, as if you just came to chat… If I'm not mistaken, you're stalling for time, sensing and observing my soul or body—what are you trying to do?"
As she spoke, she took out her scepter. It was neither hostile nor friendly.
But Wang Jiu retracted her soul threads, letting them manifest and dance in her palm. "You're right, I did indeed prepare conditions—although I can't raise your limits or build you a soul, what if I could forge your bodies, making them bodies that match a soul, and let the body nurture the soul… What do you think?"
Mo Ran said nothing, coldly watching as Wang Jiu pulled Xing Yao over.
Xing Yao looked at the two of them, knew they probably hadn't reached an agreement yet, and added, "Just nurturing a soul is of course not enough for you and me to cooperate. But what if we add the inheritance sites of those Primordial Spirit Emperor-level figures from back then?"
Mo Ran's gaze swept over Xing Yao and Wang Jiu. She now understood where their real bait was.
She pondered for a moment, then said, "There are six people on their side. You've already met Hao Tian and Liu Jin; they're the weakest. The other four are basically stronger than me and Xing Yao. Even with the combined strength of the three of us, we can't deal with all six of them."
Wang Jiu: "Are you rejecting me?"
Mo Ran was expressionless. "What do you think?"
The two of them locked eyes. Xing Yao, meanwhile, silently glanced out the window into the distance. Over there was the immortal mountain where Hao Tian resided.
On the immortal mountain, Hao Tian was on a cattail hassock in his room, preparing to cultivate, but someone contacted him.
It was Liu Jin, calling to ask about the situation.
Hao Tian replied: "That Wang Jiu is indeed very tricky. She can freely leave her flesh-and-blood body. This way, even though our attacks have a blood-devouring ability, they act directly on the body. The game's method of death by HP reaching zero is ineffective against her. Unless we have skills that can directly harm the soul, we have no way to kill her."
Liu Jin: "As expected, our views are the same. I'll relay this to the Sect Leader later. And what about that Female Emperor Mo Ran? Has she developed any disloyal thoughts?"
Thinking of Mo Ran's coldness and disgust towards him, Hao Tian's expression darkened slightly, and he replied, "This woman is deeply scheming and has no reverence for our Mt. Buzhou Sect. She showed no intention of acting against Wang Jiu and Xing Yao. I suspect they have already colluded in private."
Liu Jin: "She's like that? Fine, I will relay this to the Sect Leader."
Hao Tian: "How are things on your end?"
Liu Jin: "Nothing to report at the moment."
Liu Jin didn't say much more. He didn't know that on the other end, after hanging up the private chat, Hao Tian's face was grim.
If he had a choice, he would of course want to join the other five in searching for the Spirit Emperor's ruins, not squat in this damn place to monitor Wang Jiu and the others.
Why was he sent?
It was nothing more than excluding him from the core group. But on what grounds? Liu Jin was clearly the weakest, but just because he was the Sect Leader's younger brother, he got all the advantages.
Hao Tian was displeased, and for a moment, he found it difficult to calm his mind and cultivate. He felt a constant sense of unease, as if he had a premonition of something ominous.
Could it be that he had really been abandoned by the Sect Leader and the others?
Hao Tian's emotions were in turmoil, and for a cultivator, an unstable state of mind was equivalent to a flaw.
This flaw, sometimes, was a death sentence.
Buzz. Hao Tian's head suddenly went numb.
Then, the world went black.
It was like an ordinary person falling off a horse and getting kicked in the head by a thick hoof before they could even react.
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