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She should have drawn her sword and mercilessly slain the "demon" before her who was blaspheming her beloved disciple.

This murderous aura needs to be more authentic.

Then, just as she was about to make her move—

Her movements, however, suddenly stopped.

Because she saw something...something she shouldn't have been able to understand, something strange and incongruous.

She saw that Cheng Lixue, who was kneeling on the ground in a humiliating posture, had no trace of pain or resentment on her face, not at all like someone who had been forced or abused.

Instead, she saw an expression she had never seen on anyone's face before—a mixture of extreme pleasure and satisfaction, and a morbid, frenzied intoxication.

Her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural, captivating crimson. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, uncontrollably, forming a smile of infatuation and satisfaction.

Even her eyes, which were originally full of heroic spirit, were now shimmering with tears, looking lost and dejected, as if she had been completely immersed in some kind of supreme joy and was unable to extricate herself.

What…what’s going on?!

Li Xue's fall from grace was a bit too quick.

Three parts false and seven parts true.

Fu Hua noticed it.

Fu Hua's mind was indeed in complete chaos.

The night Fu Hua and Lu Mo spent together didn't have such an exaggerated effect.

However, she was, after all, the "Red Iris Immortal" who had lived for fifty thousand years.

Whether it's mental fortitude or the ability to assess the situation, there's always a safety net involved.

She easily suppressed the impulse of curiosity in her heart and, as she should, regained the absolute calmness that belonged to a strong person.

Then, she immediately realized the problem.

Cheng Lixue's reaction, though half genuine and half feigned, was definitely not normal.

Although her emotions were genuine, it had to be so natural, emanating from the depths of her soul, something almost etched into her subconscious...

This bizarre state, where even the "will" itself seems to have been completely distorted and reshaped...

No one was more familiar with this terrifying method, which was capable of completely manipulating people's hearts and minds, than she was.

This thing can definitely be described as a force that stirs up chaos.

It's not surprising that Lu Mo could use that thing.

That is... the Divine Key she herself once possessed, capable of distorting reality and controlling people's hearts—

——【Feather Crossing the Dust】.

This is pretty much what happens when Xiao Shi abuses his power.

She abruptly raised her head, fixing her sharp and scrutinizing gaze on the "child" who remained nonchalantly sipping his black tea.

To be honest, Lu Mo felt a little uneasy being looked at like that.

His face still wore that harmless smile.

But deep within those dark eyes, there flickered a hint of something... She didn't particularly like him, but she didn't find him repulsive.

It was filled with a playful, provocative, and cunning light.

"Your Excellency, please don't be so impulsive."

陆墨的声音，听起来多少带上了几分欠揍，尤其他话语的内容，充满了不加掩饰的威胁，“毕竟……如果你出了什么意外的话，你这位可爱的徒弟，接下来会变成什么样子，我可……不敢保证呢。”

The moment he finished speaking, he gently and seemingly casually clenched his seemingly powerless fist resting on his knee.

"Um... ah..."

A sharp, suppressed cry of pain suddenly burst forth from Cheng Lixue's mouth, who had been immersed in the beauty of the moment.

Her healthy body suddenly trembled, as if struck hard by an invisible giant hammer.

Immediately afterwards, an ominous, eerie pink light flashed and disappeared like a brand on her chest.

Those eyes, which had once been filled with joy, were now completely consumed by extreme pain. Large beads of sweat, like raindrops, streamed down her forehead.

Her body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably, as if she were enduring some unimaginable torture that could tear her soul apart.

"Hold... stop..."

Fu Hua's expression also turned extremely ugly in an instant. She naturally knew what had happened to Cheng Lixue.

That was... a more domineering and evil method of mind control than the [Feather Crossing Dust] she knew.

It wasn't just simple hypnosis; it was a kind of absolute bondage, similar to a "master-servant contract." As long as that "contract" existed, Cheng Lixue's life and death, and even... her "feelings," would be completely and without reservation controlled by the caster.

Lu Mo could make her experience what it truly meant to be unable to live or die at any time.

"How is it, Your Excellency?"

That's at least how it was portrayed.

In reality, Lu Mo only put Cheng Lixue into a state of endurance to achieve this effect.

Lu Mo slowly loosened his fist, and Cheng Lixue's body also stopped its heart-stopping convulsions.

But her still pale face and her rapid, disordered breathing silently told the story of the terrifying torment she had endured in those few short seconds.

That's how it is with these things; once you become addicted, it's very difficult to quit.

Lu Mo slowly rose from the "Standing Snow Throne" he was sitting on, his face once again displaying that innocent smile full of harmlessness.

He walked up to Fu Hua, tugged at her sleeve, tilted his head back, and looked at her in a very affected and meaningful way.

"After talking for so long, I'm getting a little hungry. Miss Fu Hua, are you... hungry?"

"How about... we stay for a simple meal?"

His tone was so sincere and so enthusiastic.

It was as if the "demon" who had just threatened her with the cruelest methods was not the same person as the man in front of her.

He said, snapping his fingers.

"How about we have dumplings today?"

"Place seven first, then seven more."

Chapter 196 Planting a Love Mark on Fu Hua

"Eat seven, then boil seven more, while they're still hot."

Lu Mo said something out of the blue.

“I can let your good apprentice go,” his voice was still as casual as ever, yet full of undeniable authority, “but… you must also do me a small favor.”

"A small matter?" Fu Hua frowned slightly, a hint of wariness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

No matter on any level, what Lu Mo called a "small matter" could never be a small matter.

"Yes, it's a small thing, something you could easily do for me." Lu Mo nodded.

Immediately, Lu Mo's smile turned cruel, even carrying a hint of vengeful rage. "I need you to kill someone for me."

One is enough.

"...Who?" Fu Hua's voice suddenly became incredibly awkward.

"Otto Apokalis."

Lu Mo slowly, deliberately, uttered the name that made her expression change drastically in an instant.

Sure enough it was him.

Fu Hua's change of expression is naturally in that sense.

"Meow"

A soft, sweet meow suddenly rang out from the spiral staircase behind Lu Mo.

Immediately following, a small figure appeared, wearing an adorable onesie pajamas in pure white with fluffy cat ears and paws.

Like a pet that Lu Mo kept, it crawled out obediently, using both its hands and feet, to Fu Hua's incredulous gaze.

It's Theresa.

"Even Theresa..."

Fu Hua's expression changed instantly.

On the surface, it's the bewilderment that even Theresa was won over by Lu Mo...

In reality, Theresa, who is over fifty years old, is still ranking up.

They've all been treated like pets by Lu Mo.

What was she supposed to do? Book the entire beach and wear men's swim trunks?!

This impactful scene, like the heaviest iron hammer, slammed into Fu Hua's already fragile mental defenses, which were further weakened by Cheng Lixue's situation.

She... was completely shaken.

We'll have to go all out if necessary.

She looked at Lu Mo, who was looking completely blissful, and teased Theresa's fluffy, still slightly wagging "cat ears" with his fingers.

The previously strong will to "resist" in his heart collapsed in an instant, like a sandcastle being washed away by a flood.

Enough is enough!

She never wanted to continue being constrained by Otto's scheming and controlling nature.

If there weren't a 100% reliable alternative.

Fu Hua had wanted to break ties with Otto for a long time.

This is all because I was powerless to protect China after the Battle of Tianqiong Peak.

Just because she was worried

If Otto were truly gone...

How long will it take to clean up the mess left by destiny?

What will happen during this transition period, and how many casualties will result?

This thought, like the heaviest chains, bound her tightly, making her always at Otto's beck and call.

However, when her gaze fell once again on "Theresa," who was intimately holding Lu Mo's fingertip in her mouth and had completely succumbed to his charms.

The hesitation and struggle in her heart were finally replaced by a resolute realization.

perhaps……

One's own indecisiveness is the most fatal thing.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Taking a gamble or going all in might not necessarily be a wrong choice.

"it is good."

Fu Hua slowly squeezed out a word from deep in her throat, a word filled with heaviness and hoarseness.

"I promise you."

"I can help you... get rid of Otto."

"But after that..."

"You must prove to me that you have the ability... to lead humanity forward."

Upon hearing Fu Hua's heavy and resolute reply, Lu Mo's face revealed a predictable, victorious smile.

“Of course.” His voice remained as casual as ever, as if he were discussing an ordinary transaction. “Proving my abilities to you is not a difficult task.”

Lu Mo rubbed his hands together.

What he was most looking forward to was what was to come next.

“But before that…” he changed the subject, making the move he most anticipated, “I also need you to prove to me your… sincerity.”

"I need you to show me your loyalty."