"So what do you plan to do?" Zhao Ya asked.
Shi Bolong’s eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "Doesn’t he want the technique to control avatars? Then I’ll satisfy him."
"As for those two people from the White Lotus Sect, I’ll return them together at that time."
Zhao Ya remained noncommittal.
He had no intention of getting involved in this matter.
Because even if Zhou Zheng really harbors ill will, it would be against Shi Bolong, not himself.
In fact, if this opportunity can be used to get rid of Shi Bolong, that would be even better.
Despite the camaraderie they had shared lately, Zhao Ya had never let down his guard, and he figured Shi Bolong was the same.
Shi Bolong naturally understood this point, so he didn’t care about Zhao Ya’s attitude and began pondering how to set up Zhou Zheng.
Zhao Ya walked out of the room, ready to return to his own quarters to sleep, but he paused in front of the door and said coldly.
"Come out!"
Moments later, Liu Yuhuan timidly emerged from the shadows not far away.
"M... Master!"
"Why are you here so late, not sleeping?" Zhao Ya asked.
"I... I couldn’t sleep, so I came to see if you needed any service, Master."
Liu Yuhuan stammered, and even her voice trembled when Zhao Ya looked at her.
The reason was none other than Zhao Ya’s strength had grown significantly stronger since he left the world beyond, and his aura had become even more vast and overwhelming.
Even though he simply stood there, Liu Yuhuan felt an indescribable tremor and didn’t dare to look directly at Zhao Ya.
"No service needed, go back to sleep." With that, Zhao Ya turned and walked into the room, closing the door behind him.
Liu Yuhuan stood in the corridor, looking at the closed door, and her expression gradually changed from initial trembling fear to excitement.
Yes.
Excitement!
Liu Yuhuan licked her lips, her eyes sparkling.
The Master’s aura just now was truly formidable!
Moreover, the rougher and colder he was to her, the more excitement she felt!
Liu Yuhuan tried to calm her excitement, feeling her whole body heating up as if she had a fever.
Then she looked around, making sure no one was around, before sneaking up to the door, taking a deep breath, and trying to inhale the lingering scent of Zhao Ya in the air, then gently clamped her legs...
Inside, practicing the Eight Vajra Skills, Zhao Ya subtly furrowed his brow but didn’t stop and continued his practice.
Although the Eight Vajra Skills no longer significantly improved his body, Zhao Ya still practiced whenever he had the chance.
Not only because the Eight Vajra Longevity Skill still had effects on lifespan, but also out of habit.
Moreover, every time he practiced, Zhao Ya’s heart would become extremely calm and peaceful, even entering a state where he forgot himself and the world.
Just like now, as his movements flowed smoothly like running water, Zhao Ya felt increasingly ethereal, merging with the Primordial Power of world around him.
The Heaven and Earth Primordial Power in this world was far more abundant than in the world beyond, and being amidst it, Zhao Ya felt like a fish swimming in a sea of Primordial Power, and his Divine Thought gradually expanded...
The flushed Liu Yuhuan outside the door, the patrolling soldiers in the hallway, the Night Watchman in the distance, even a mouse in the bushes hundreds of meters away, all came into his mind.
In this mysterious state, Zhao Ya had a thought.
What is Zhou Zheng doing now?
As if sensing his thoughts, Zhao Ya felt his Divine Thought split into a wisp and flow along the river of Primordial Power into the distance.
Soon, a vague image began to form in his mind, like an old television with a bad signal, but it quickly cleared up.
It was a luxurious room, with a huge wooden tub placed in the center.
At this moment, steam rose from the tub, and over a dozen young and beautiful maids stood around it, respectfully holding bath towels and soap.
In the tub, Zhou Zheng was bathing.
The water in the tub was red and bubbling as if boiling.
Zhou Zheng sat cross-legged inside, his well-defined muscles writhing under the red liquid’s immersion...
After a long time, the red liquid in the tub gradually cooled down, its color lightened significantly.
Only then did Zhou Zheng slowly open his eyes and exhale a puff of white air.
With a sizzling sound, a neat hole was left in the wall several meters away.
Then Zhou Zheng stood up and stepped out of the tub.
The maids immediately crowded around, some drying his body, others dressing him.
Zhou Zheng remained motionless, allowing them to serve him.
Once dressed, Zhou Zheng sat on a lounge chair and said lightly, "The quality of the potion this time is acceptable, make the next batch to this standard."
The butler hiding in the shadow of a column stepped forward respectfully, "Yes!"
"But my lord..."
"What is it?"
"Several Martial Artists kept for blood extraction have died, and now there are only a few left," the butler said cautiously.
Zhou Zheng frowned at this, "What happened? Didn’t I tell you to be careful? How did a few more die?"
The butler immediately bowed deeply, "We did keep a careful watch, but unfortunately, these Martial Artists are all very stubborn and will not hesitate to seek death at the first opportunity. No matter how strictly we guard them, a few still managed to commit suicide."
"Truly a bunch of useless individuals. Never mind, I’ll go out in a few days and capture a few more Martial Artists to replenish," Zhou Zheng said coldly.
"Yes!"
The butler dared not say much more and hurriedly withdrew.
Zhou Zheng leaned against the bed, letting several young maids massage his legs and shoulders, while pondering the events of the day.
He hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly this time.
This Shi Bolong of the Wuyou Longevity Palace didn’t seem to notice.
And once that Secret Technique for controlling avatars was in hand, he wouldn’t have to live this rigorously controlled life anymore.
What kind of avatar should he create then?
Sigh, the attendant accompanying Shi Bolong today was quite impressive, with features and presence that were extraordinary.
Honestly, if it weren’t for Shi Bolong’s aura and modus operandi that matched the rumored disciples of the Wuyou Longevity Palace perfectly.
He might have thought that attendant was actually the Master of the Black Ship.
Maybe he should pay a bit more and buy that attendant to use as an avatar?