Qiu Tu broke out in a cold sweat!

See! This woman is too terrifying! Being with her every day feels like not wearing clothes!

The problem is... if I'm not wearing clothes, she could also not wear clothes! But she does wear them! Who could resist that!

"Two."

Qiu Tu quickly composed himself, not daring to entertain any more thoughts.

He swiftly changed the topic, flatteringly praised, "Congratulations, Sister Zhao Ji, on successfully advancing to Level 6! You've stepped up once again!"

"I believe it won't be long before Sister Zhao Ji advances to Level 7, Level 8! To return to your loyal 'Boundless Heart Sea - Core Region'!"

"Without Zhao Ji, the Era of Disaster would be an eternal night!"

Zhao Ji: .....

Larilo: .....

To be honest, Qiu Tu's flattery gave him goosebumps. As he praised, he nearly dug a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.

But... don't forget, Zhao Ji has no other weaknesses; her only weakness is that she likes to hear flattery!

A few awkward compliments can command a Great Evil God powerful enough to sweep across the Northwest Region, this business is too lucrative, right!

Others may not know, but Qiu Tu definitely doesn't want to work hard anymore.

If I could really hold onto Zhao Ji's snow-white, straight leg, perhaps I could avoid decades of detours!

Sure enough, hearing Qiu Tu's flattery, Zhao Ji, though still expressionless, had a few less degrees of coldness in her eyes.

She did not continue the "countdown" but glanced at Qiu Tu blandly and said, "You did contribute by providing 'Mountain Root'."

"Speak, what do you want?" ThisversionwassourcedfromM|V|L^EMPYR.

Qiu Tu blinked, tentatively asked, "Can I have anything?"

Zhao Ji seemed to really have a "Mind Reading Technique", she indifferently glanced at Qiu Tu, "As long as you're not afraid of death."

Qiu Tu chuckled awkwardly, dismissing the thought of "having Zhao Ji have a baby".

Then he hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to unify the entire Northwestern Region."

Zhao Ji: .....

"Do you want to be the king of the world?"

Qiu Tu's eyes lit up, "Is that possible?"

Zhao Ji nodded, blandly said, "It's possible. Keep dreaming."

Saying this, she flicked her sleeve, took Larilo, and prepared to leave.

Qiu Tu quickly said, "No, no, no! Sister Zhao Ji, can't I make a serious wish?"

Zhao Ji turned back, her perfect side profile was stunningly beautiful, "Last chance."

Seeing this, Qiu Tu finally stopped fooling around. He straightened up, then pointed at the land beneath him seriously and said, "I want these Four States!"

"Including all the corresponding regions in the real world and 'Boundless Heart Sea'! A total of 63 cities!"

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, then coldly responded, "Alright."

"From now on, you are the master of these Four States."

"I, Zhao Ji, said it."

Her words contained no emotional fluctuation, not even a hint of excitement. Yet, they sounded like "divine oracle", exuding a kind of "I am the world" dominance!

Although it's unclear where Zhao Ji's limits truly lie, whether she really is as powerful as she claims, with no rivals.

But... Qiu Tu believes, at least in the Northwestern Region, Zhao Ji is indeed "the sky" now!

Thus,

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Just while kissing Larilo earlier, Qiu Tu realized, Evil Gods... seem somewhat different from ordinary humans.

Their lips and body seem softer? More tender? Warmer in temperature?

So, even just this simple little trick made Qiu Tu feel an extreme indulgence.

'Is this the taste of Evil Gods?'

'It's really nice!'

Perhaps Larilo sensed Qiu Tu waking up, as she began to move more fervently.

Thus, very soon, Qiu Tu surrendered, foaming at the mouth.

After the first battle ended, Qiu Tu wanted to chat properly with Larilo and ask her why she returned.

But unexpectedly, before he could speak, in the next second, Larilo switched it up by using her snowy breasts to console Qiu Tu's brother.

Qiu Tu was momentarily stunned, instinctively sensing something was off.

But..... Larilo did not give him a chance to explain or resist, directly sped things up, forcibly awakening Qiu Tu's brother.

Honestly, men are truly like big-headed sons, small-headed dads.

So Qiu Tu really wanted to have some ambition. But... some things simply can't be achieved by ambition alone.

So... ultimately, Qiu Tu still lay on the bed, comforting himself inwardly, 'Forget it, forget it, it's all a means of indulging oneself.'

'Even if she's overstepping a bit, so what? As long as she's willing to spend time on me.'"

And thus, an absurd night passed.

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Just as he was thinking that, Fang Tangtang shyly covered her face, then loosened her waist belt.

In the next second, the robe slipped off, revealing a body like white jade, exquisitely carved.

Qiu Tu: .....

Qiu Tu admits, at that moment, his heart seemed to skip a beat.

But after all, he is a decent person. And he still planned to read this philosophical work tonight!

So, he looked down at the book in his hand, "Existence", one glance, two glances... and continued reading!

'To hell with "Existence", the meaning of "Existence" lies in Cao currency!'

Thinking those extremely vulgar, philosophy-insulting words in his heart, Qiu Tu jumped off the bed, amid Fang Tangtang's gasp, embraced her, then pressed her onto the bed....

Blue Moon blushed, pulling the clouds to cover her face.

That night, Qiu Tu and Fang Tangtang passionately fought until midnight.

Fang Tangtang seemed to truly embrace the role of a girlfriend; even though Qiu Tu noticed she winced several times, the "injury" from yesterday was clearly not fully healed, yet she still earnestly swayed, cooperating with Qiu Tu....

And Qiu Tu once again experienced how soft and comfortable the close-contact facial cleanser was....

'Facial cleanser is indeed best used personally!'