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479: Chapter 489 Nine Netherworld's Method

When Wu Qin left with the advisory group and that group of eager Su Family descendants, the originally somewhat crowded Heavenly Palace Grand Hall instantly became spacious.

Only Su Feng and his stunning wives remained...

"I have a question."

Su Feng leaned against the soft couch in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the women present as his tone gradually grew solemn:

"If I don't step in to interfere, how do you think we should handle it if we face the Black Demon Commander?"

As soon as this question was thrown out, the previously relaxed atmosphere in the grand hall instantly froze.

In the past, with Su Feng acting as the pillar holding up the sky, those Black Demon Commanders feared his combat power and did not dare to show their faces easily.

But now, Su Feng had reached an agreement with Hyperton, and he could not step out to wipe out the enemy's high-end combat power.

Since it was a matter of testing true skills under the table, then according to the Demon Mother Nest's current reckless and explosive breeding speed, a hundred years later, the number of Black Demon Commanders of the Realm Demons would definitely not be small!

By that time, who would sanction them?

All the women fell into silence.

Cultivators of the same stage in the Great Thousand Star Domain were inherently weaker than Realm Demons; this was caused by dimensional suppression.

After a long while, accompanied by a slight rustling sound of clothing friction, a slender, beautiful leg with a cold white luster protruded from the slit of the imperial robe, gracefully appearing in Su Feng's field of vision.

"I once briefly fought against a Black Demon Commander on the battlefield."

Zhu Nanrong stood up, her expression cold and stern, with a strong sense of confidence exuding between her brows.

"If Sister Lvyin and I join forces, we can definitely steadily defeat it!"

After saying that, Zhu Nanrong glanced at Su Feng, a trace of a blush flashed across her breathtakingly beautiful face, and she added:

"To be honest, before... doing that with you, even five of me couldn't handle a demon of the same stage."

"But afterwards, the Winter Bloodline within my body seemed to have undergone some kind of evolution. Now, if I face a Late Stage Great Emperor of the same stage in the Great Thousand Star Domain, I can completely take on three by myself!"

Regarding what Zhu Nanrong said,

Qiao Miaotong, Yu Niaoniao, and even Empress Lvyin present all nodded with deep resonance.

They knew in their hearts better than anyone.

As long as they had a "connection" with Su Feng, it would be like turning on a cheat, indiscriminately elevating their Aptitude upper limits and combat power!

Su Feng naturally knew that Zhu Nanrong was not speaking falsely.

How could the uniqueness BUFF of the Golden Dragon of Fortune be an undeserved reputation?

But he pinched the bridge of his nose, pointing out the most core pain point: "Combat power improvement is a good thing. But the problem is, counting fully, there are only four Late Stage Great Emperors on our Su Family's side: Lvyin, Nanrong, Miaotong, and Niaoniao."

"Our numbers are too few..."

Qiao Miaotong also echoed: "Right now, the Realm Demons side still has five Black Demon Commanders. But we only have four; we are at a huge disadvantage in terms of numbers."

"Yeah, even if we count Purgatory, the Void Realm, and Emperor Guli of the Ganges, and them..."

"The Late Stage Great Emperors of the Great Thousand Star Domain added together are still not enough to look at. Those veteran Great Emperors indeed have deep foundations, but if they truly face high-dimensional demons, they simply cannot hold on."

Yu Niaoniao also wore a worried expression.

The situation seemed to have fallen once again into a vicious circle that could not be broken with existing combat power.

"I have a method, which might break the deadlock."

Just as all the women were at their wits' end, a voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice.

Great Emperor Jiuyou, dressed in a black imperial robe, arrived in front of Su Feng.

In her cold eyes, an undisguised desire for power was flashing at this moment.

Looking at Jiuyou's tiger-wolf look,

for some reason, Su Feng suddenly felt a chill in his lower body, and a red word "Danger" seemed to flash above his head!

"Now that we've reached this situation, having a method is better than having none."

Ying Yue'e, acting as the first wife, covered her mouth and chuckled, gently patted Su Feng's shoulder, and looked at Jiuyou meaningfully as she said: "Sister Jiuyou, what good idea do you have, and how do you want to try it?"

"Naturally, it requires Husband to fully cooperate."

A sharp glint flashed in Jiuyou's eyes, giving Su Feng no chance to refuse or ask questions. She turned around and dropped a sentence to the women:

"Trouble all you sisters to wait for me here for a day."

"A day later, it will be clear!"

Before her voice finished, Jiuyou grabbed Su Feng's sleeve, unleashing the explosive power of a Middle Stage Great Emperor without reservation. She directly dragged Su Feng into a streak of black light, rushing out of the Heavenly Palace Grand Hall as if fleeing!

"Damn it! She's cheating! She wants to hog all the food by herself!!"

Until the figures of the two completely disappeared, Yan Ling'er, maintaining her loli form, suddenly reacted.

She stamped her feet in anger, pointing at the direction of the grand hall entrance and cursing bitterly.

"Shameless! Too shameless! How long has it been since I last had meat? What right does she have to cut in line?!"

Damn... She must feel so awesome...

The moment Yan Ling'er thought of Su Feng, tears of envy unfilially flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Not only her, even the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Tu Shan Ya nearby had reddened eyes at this moment, her nine fluffy fox tails swaying restlessly.

She had long since stepped into the Saint Realm. If she could monopolize Su Feng for a few days, the Great Emperor Realm would be within reach!!

After all, in the cultivation world, who didn't want to become stronger?

Who wouldn't want to use this kind of plug-in that allowed rapid leveling a few more times?

On the other side,

Su Feng, who was dragged all the way into the room by Jiuyou, was simply speechless and wanted to cry without tears.

Right now, he really had zero temper left against Jiuyou, this cultivation maniac.

If it were Qiao Miaotong or Yan Ling'er, Su Feng could still play along with some romantic mood.

But Jiuyou was different.

In Jiuyou's desire spectrum, romantic love between men and women probably didn't even account for one percent.

The remaining ninety-ninth percent of her desires were entirely for becoming stronger.

"Husband!"

As soon as she entered the secret chamber, Jiuyou stared intently at Su Feng, her tone extremely earnest, her face filled with unprecedented solemnity:

"I am already in the Middle Stage of the Great Emperor Realm. I am only the final step away from the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm!"

"If I can successfully break through this time, it proves my conjecture is correct! Then this method can be replicated!"

Jiuyou pushed Su Feng down onto the jade couch, stepped forward, and said condescendingly:

"As long as it can be replicated, in the next hundred years, we might not be able to Cultivate a batch of Late Stage Great Emperors to contend with the Black Demon Commanders using this method!!"

Mass-producing Late Stage Great Emperors?!

Hearing this crazy conception, even Su Feng couldn't help but gasp a breath of cold air.

This woman actually wanted to treat him like an assembly-line machine for mass-producing high-end combat power?!

"Jiuyou... Although I believe you..."

Su Feng looked at the fanatically gaze-filled Jiuyou on top of him, smiling wryly and helplessly.

"Can you please not pull my sash like that? I can untie it myself..."

"Rip—!"

Answering him was a crisp sound of clothing tearing.

Jiuyou's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she tossed the ripped belt aside, her tone revealing dissatisfaction:

"Don't wear such cumbersome clothes in the future! It wastes too much cultivation time!!"

Su Feng: "???"

No wait?

Do you even hear what you're saying?!!

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