Then let them offer their loyalty!

"If you truly become the sole supreme god-king, then no one on the entire ancient continent will be able to restrain you."

"Who knows, you might kill me the next day."

"After all... anyone who isn't blind can see that you have a deep-seated prejudice against me."

Hearing Qiu Tu say that, Jasmine's smile slowly faded.

She looked at Qiu Tu with icy eyes, her voice devoid of any warmth, "So...we still have to fight to decide who takes the lead?"

Upon hearing Jasmine's words, Qiu Tu quickly shook his head with a smile, "No, no, no, Your Majesty the Witch, you are wrong."

"It's not necessary to have a fight to determine who is the main player and who is the supporting player."

"We... or rather, Zehime and Lariro just need to hide and wait patiently."

"Wait until your lifespan is exhausted, until you perish."

"This matter will naturally fall into our hands."

Jasmine isn't usually someone who's easily swayed by emotions, but... what Qiu Tu said was just too infuriating!

So, upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, she looked at him with a gloomy expression and said, "Qiu Tu, if I really hesitated before..."

"Now, I can tell you. Once I become the Supreme God-King, I will definitely kill you!"

She paused for a moment, then continued,

"Furthermore, do you really think that I, who nurtured and cultivated the seeds of two supreme god-kings, Zhao Ji and La Ri Luo, would leave no room for maneuver?!"

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Chapter 992 The Situation Has Turned Around, Your Majesty (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

As soon as Jasmine finished speaking, Qiu Tu's face showed a perfectly timed expression of "shock." His eyes twitched slightly, and his mouth opened a little, as if he was really stunned by Jasmine's sudden threat.

Seeing Qiu Tu's appearance, Jasmine's sweet smile remained unchanged, but a cold cruelty and smugness flashed in the depths of her watery almond eyes.

Clearly, the embarrassment and annoyance of being "played" by Qiu Tu earlier seemed to have really gotten her angry.

So even though Qiu Tu had already been "frightened" and his face had changed color, she still didn't intend to let him off so easily.

With a smile on her face, she leaned forward, getting closer, her chestnut curls cascading down like seaweed, almost touching Qiu Tu's shoulder.

Then she resumed her masterful tea ceremony demeanor, her voice sweet and cloying, "Brother Qiu Tu, don't be afraid~~"

"Actually... I still prefer your previous unruly self."

After saying that, Jasmine deliberately drew out her words, her tone carrying a hint of playful pity, "But... you don't seem to think that way~"

"Oh! Right." Halfway through her sentence, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly covered her pink cherry lips with her slender fingers, feigning surprise, and said, "I forgot, you are just a minor high-level god-king."

“Once we lose the protection of Zehime and Larilu,” her voice suddenly turned cold, her sweet facade peeling away like a mask, leaving only pure coldness.

“I don’t even need to wait to become a Supreme God-King. I can take action now and crush you to death.”

She whispered the last few words almost into Qiu Tu's ear, her breath carrying a chill. The murderous intent overflowing in her clear, pure almond-shaped eyes was almost tangible, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.

However, before Qiu Tu could respond to this undisguised threat, a cold voice suddenly broke in without warning.

"You can't kill him."

Qiu Tu and Jasmine looked in the direction of the sound.

Then they saw Zhao Ji, dressed in a white gauze robe, standing barefoot in the void, her expression indifferent, holding a long sword and looking at the two of them with detached indifference.

Clearly, the protective remark just now was made by her.

Perhaps it was because she had seen Zhao Ji protecting Qiu Tu so often lately, or perhaps it was because she had been suppressing too much resentment towards Zhao Ji and Qiu Tu. When she heard those words again, Jasmine exploded like a powder keg that had been lit!

She turned her head sharply, glaring at Zhao Ji, her voice shrill and filled with rage, "Xi Yue!"

"What's so great about this man!"

Why are you so obsessed with him?!

After shouting those words, Jasmine couldn't help but recall their conversation about Qiu Tu not long ago, when Zhao Ji had left her speechless. Thinking about it again now made her words catch in her throat.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions, pointed at Qiu Tu, and said angrily.

Even if he does have many things that make you fascinated by him!

"But! He's played me for fools again and again today, and I can't...!"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Zeji with a blank expression.

"I will not allow you to kill him."

Zhao Ji's tone was calm, yet carried an unwavering firmness.

Jasmine: .....

Jasmine's chest heaved with anger, and the veins on her forehead throbbed. She pointed a finger at Qiu Tu and said to Zhao Ji,

"Even if he's spared punishment, I'm going to teach him a lesson today! Let him know that not just anyone can be fooled!"

However, even though Jasmine took a step back, Zhao Ji maintained the same expression. Her deep, icy eyes remained unmoved as she spoke firmly.

"I won't allow you to hurt him either."

Jasmine: !!

Who is Jasmine?

She is the Chaos Witch who has ruled the "Chaos Faction" for ten thousand years, and the number one in the world who has suppressed countless god kings with her own strength!

It was bad enough that she had just been teased and played by Qiu Tu, but now even the person she valued and was closest to was repeatedly disobeying and arguing with her for the sake of this man!

Although she and Zhao Ji had a close relationship, and she would find it hard to refuse Zhao Ji's request, she was not a clay figure to be molded and kneaded at will!

So, seeing that her repeated retreats only resulted in Zhao Ji's unwavering stance, the string of reason in Jasmine's heart finally snapped.

All the charming and sweet expressions on her face vanished completely, replaced by an extreme indifference, even more chilling than Zhao Ji's.

She looked at Zhao Ji and said expressionlessly, "Xi Yue! I tolerated you in everything because I liked you and felt indebted to you."

"But... that doesn't mean you can disobey me again and again."

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jasmine's gaze was fixed on Zhao Ji, her voice filled with absolute confidence and control, "You won't let me hurt Qiu Tu?"

"What gives you the right?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Have you forgotten what I said?"

"To prevent the situation from spiraling out of my control, I have left safeguards deep within your and Lari's souls! I can control you at any time!"

At this point, she seemed worried that her words might be too harsh and cause Zhao Ji to completely dislike her. So her expression and tone softened slightly as she added, "Of course..."

"I swear to the 'Origin of the World,' I will not use it to do anything detrimental to you."

"Moreover... once I attain the supreme god-king status, I will release you from my control."

Having said that, she gave Zhao Ji no time to react and raised her fair, jade-like right hand.

So... don't blame me.

"I don't want to either."

As she spoke, a wisp of extremely obscure chaotic divine power swirled around her fingertips. The divine power had an eerie grayish-purple color, as if it could draw upon and merge all light and rules.

Then she gently twisted her fingers, as if she were twisting silk threads or manipulating a puppet.

The next second, an invisible command traversed space and accurately struck the soul essence of Zhao Ji and La Ri Luo.

This is her signature skill – "Heart's Shackles".

It is a powerful divine skill that she created over thousands of years by combining the power of chaos, order, life, and other sources. Once planted, unless she actively removes it or the person who planted the "Shackles of the Heart" is far more powerful than her, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking free.

She was confident that with their current strength, Zhao Ji and La Ri Luo were simply no match for her.

however……

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

The scene I had envisioned—where Zeki and Lariro froze, their expressions blank, and then obediently followed my orders—did not occur.

Zhao Ji remained barefoot in the void, her deep, cold eyes calmly watching her without a ripple.

Lariel was startled and quickly touched her arm and head. But seeing that nothing had happened, she blinked curiously and looked at Jasmine with a puzzled expression, as if she didn't understand what Jasmine was doing.

The surrounding air was eerily quiet, with only the whistling sound of the night wind blowing through Aria's World Tunnel.

Jasmine's raised hand froze in mid-air.

The confidence and coldness on her face almost froze completely, then slowly turned into bewilderment and disbelief.

As a result, just when she was shocked and puzzled, Zhao Ji made a move.

She raised her hand and gently pulled from the void in front of her. The next second, a grayish-purple thread, as thin as a hair, seemingly woven from pure soul energy and chaotic laws, was pulled out by her.

The silk thread twisted and bent between her fair fingers, but it could never escape her palm.

Zhao Ji held the silk thread in her hand, her cool eyes looking at the dumbfounded Jasmine, and asked in her cool voice, "Are you looking for it?"

Looking at what was in Zehime's hand, Jasmine's face was filled with disbelief. "How is this possible!"

Her gaze was fixed on the grayish-purple silk thread in Zhao Ji's hand. "This is my innate divine skill. Unless someone is stronger than me, it's impossible for them to discover and remove it!"

At this point, Jasmine seemed to realize something, her expression changed drastically, and she involuntarily looked at Zhao Ji, her brows furrowed deeply. "Could it be... you...?"

Upon hearing Jasmine's words, Zhao Ji casually tossed the grayish-purple silk thread back to her, then said expressionlessly, "Of course not."

"But... you've clearly overestimated your innate divine skill."

Zeji's tone was so calm, as if she were talking about something trivial.

"Don't even mention that my strength surpasses yours. I discovered it when I first advanced to God King."

She paused, then said calmly,

"This... is not difficult."

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, which were full of Versailles-like sentiments, Jasmine, who was holding the gray-purple silk thread, fell silent for a moment.

Not...difficult?

These four words actually had a greater impact than when Zhao Ji admitted that her strength surpassed hers.

Although Jasmine had long known that Zhao Ji's talent was ridiculously strong, and most likely surpassed her own, she truly hadn't expected that Zhao Ji's talent would completely overwhelm hers.

The divine skill that he had painstakingly researched and thought was foolproof turned out to be nothing more than a trivial thing that Zhao Ji could easily deal with when she was a god-king.

Is this fucking right?!

I am the number one Chaos Witch in the world!

The other team must be cheating!

Thinking about this, Jasmine couldn't help but recall the talent score that Zhao Ji had given her: 98 points.

Zhao Ji gave herself a score of 99.

At the time, she thought the two were only one point apart, not a big difference. After all, the full score should be 100.

Looking at it now, it seems that the highest score in Zeki's rating system is not only 99 points, right?

So... the reason I received a score of 98 is because that's only my skill level. And why did Zehime give herself a score of 99? Is it because the maximum score is only 99?

Who got 100 points?!

Thinking about this, Jasmine became even angrier.

However, she was, after all, a seasoned veteran who had seen it all. The shock and frustration of her trump card failing only lasted a few seconds before she quickly composed herself.

After all, she has more than one trump card.

Thinking this, she looked at Zhao Ji, her face regaining its arrogance and indifference, "Xi Yue, I didn't expect you to be able to crack the little gadget I made casually."

"I underestimated you."

"But... today, you still can't protect Qiu Tu."