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Chapter 483 Threatening the Leader’s Wife
"Then, Madam, do you believe it? As long as I ask the one in the Endless Abyss, he will give you my wife directly to me. Then, Madam, you will no longer be my wife, but my slave. Madam, you must be well aware of how humble the status of a slave is in the Blood God Cult. You must know that Madam is now second only to the Lord in the Blood God Cult, but if you become a slave, you will be bullied by everyone."

"If this is true, it is truly a pity, pathetic, sad, and lamentable."

Zhao Shuang's words made the leader's wife's face turn pale. She wanted to take action, but then she remembered the Blood Queen's order. She could only continue to suppress the rage in her body that wanted to cut Zhao Shuang into pieces, because she knew very well that everything Zhao Shuang said was possible. If she really became a slave who could be bullied by everyone, it would be better to take her life directly. So she could only endure it, and she had to endure it. She had no choice, because even if she took action, she might not be able to cut Zhao Shuang into pieces.

She had learned Zhao Shuang's identity from the Blood Queen. Although it was not very specific, she knew that Zhao Shuang was the reincarnation of a god from 10 years ago, and had been reincarnated many times over the years. Therefore, his identity, strength, ability and other aspects were far beyond the reach of an ordinary saint.

Zhao Shuang's behavior in the Azure Dragon Realm had particularly intimidated her. Therefore, she couldn't take action, and she couldn't. Otherwise, she felt she would be the one to die, and even if she survived, her fate wouldn't be good. In this situation, the leader's wife had no choice but to suppress her anger.

"Master, can you please allow me some time to think about this matter before giving you an answer? After all, this matter is of great importance, especially as it damages the reputation of the Blood God Cult, so I hope you can give me some more time."

At this point, the leader's wife could only make this request. There was no other way because she could hear and see that Zhao Shuang was completely playing tricks on her. Even if he really wanted her to become the leader's wife, he would have to pay a sufficient price, at least not now.

"Since Madam has asked for your permission, as the Cult Leader, I will naturally not refuse. How about this? In three days, Madam, you will give me a definite answer: will you continue to be the Cult Leader's wife, or become a slave of the Blood God Cult? Don't think that just because you are a Saint-level expert you can act presumptuously in front of me. I have ten thousand ways to turn Madam into a slave, and a slave without any power at all. I believe that over the years, countless elders in the Cult have longed for a chance to have sex with you. As the Cult Leader, I wouldn't mind fulfilling their wishes."

When Zhao Shuang's light-hearted words fell into the ears of the leader's wife, every word was like a needle that was about to pierce and draw out the anger in her body, and then she attacked Zhao Shuang, because she could hear that Zhao Shuang was not joking, but was telling the truth.

"Master, rest assured. In a few days, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer and will definitely not let you down."

After saying this with gritted teeth, the leader's wife left the hall and disappeared. After the leader's wife left, Shangguan Zhou entered the hall and wanted to ask what Zhao Shuang had said to the leader's wife.

"Send this thing to the Central Imperial City and give it to the Lady of the Holy Book. You don't need to worry about anything else. Just give it to the Lady of the Holy Book."

Zhao Shuang ignored Shangguan Zhou's question, but instead took out a bloody book and handed it to Shangguan Zhou.

"Master, what is this? Could it be the secret scroll of the vampire clan?"

Shangguan Zhou took the bloody book and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry about what it is. This thing must be given to the Holy Book Lady. Only by giving it to her can it be used to its full potential. If you don't give it to her, you will have to bear the consequences yourself. This concerns the entire Kunlun Realm. I hope the elders can pay attention and not have any ulterior motives. Otherwise, the consequences will be more than you can bear. Even if I want to protect you, I won't be able to do so. The entire Shangguan family may even be destroyed because of this."

Shangguan Zhou's face changed slightly after hearing what Zhao Shuang said. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly took his leave, not staying in the hall anymore.

After Shangguan Zhou left, Zhao Shuang continued to communicate with Princess Mo Ran. After all, Zhao Shuang was very interested in this stunning beauty. Since he was interested, he naturally needed to have an in-depth discussion. This discussion lasted for several days.

Until the leader's wife returned with her own answer.

"Madam, have you thought it through and wish to continue to be the wife of the leader of the Blood God Cult? If you haven't thought it through, then I will have no choice but to let you become a slave of the Blood God Cult."

Zhao Shuang looked at the late leader's wife with a somewhat unfriendly and warning tone, and his eyes were also full of passion. After all, the leader's wife was so beautiful and charming that ordinary women could not compare with her.

"Master, you're joking. I naturally wouldn't be willing to be a slave. However, if I want you to continue to be my wife, I hope you can agree to my three conditions."

The leader's wife smiled sweetly and was about to state her conditions.

But before he could even open his mouth—or, to be more precise, only halfway open—he was slapped away with a loud bang. Indeed, even such an incredibly powerful being as the Sect Leader's Wife was slapped away. It was easy to imagine how terrifying Zhao Shuang's strength was. This moment completely shocked Princess Mo Ran, who was in Zhao Shuang's arms. She had imagined Zhao Shuang to be very powerful, but she had never imagined that even her own master, the Sect Leader's Wife, could be slapped away.

"I hate bargaining the most in my life. I've already given you enough cold shoulder. But you still want to make conditions. You're really asking for your own death. Since you insist on making conditions, then shut up."

Zhao Shuang's cold words made Princess Mo Ran feel as if she had reacquainted herself with him. He was completely different from the lustful Zhao Shuang she had seen before. Then she discovered something even more terrifying: her master, the Sect Leader's wife, had lost most of her cultivation and was now only a martial arts master at the Heavenly Realm.

What does this mean? It means that his master's cultivation has been destroyed by Zhao Shuang.

The gap between a saint-level master and a martial arts master can be imagined. It is equivalent to going from a saint to an ordinary person, which is not something that everyone can accept.

When the leader's wife felt that her strength had been crippled by Zhao Shuang, her face changed drastically, filled with fear and terror.

"Why? Why? Why?" She asked three whys in a row, completely losing her former elegant demeanor and temperament, and questioned Zhao Shuang like a shrew.

"Why? Because you just bargained with me, because you don't know how to live or die, because you missed your best opportunity. Since you don't want to, then you can only become a slave of the Blood God Cult. I believe that many elders and disciples in the entire Blood God Cult are very interested in you. In that case, then you can accompany them. What do you think? I keep my word, right?"

Zhao Shuang's slightly sinister voice made the leader's wife look extremely ugly.

Hearing Zhao Shuang's voice, the leader's wife was horrified, but no matter how scared she was, she would never be a slave.

"I can agree to continue being the leader's wife, but being a slave is absolutely not an option. I would never be willing to be a slave even if I die."

The leader’s wife said with a stern look on her face.

"You are no longer qualified to say 'no'. You can only say 'yes', because you no longer have any qualifications. Who made you resist, object, and be unwilling just now? Since you are unwilling, then I will force you to be willing. I asked you to be the leader's wife just now, but you didn't want to. Now you are asked to be a slave, and you don't want to be either. So what do you want to do? Do you want to die?"

Zhao Shuang didn't care at all about the leader's wife's words that contained a death threat. Instead, he retorted with a smile.

What he loved most was training women like the leader's wife, because it was very interesting. As long as they were trained well, it would be no problem to make such a woman do anything, just train her well. And training was not a difficult task, especially for Zhao Shuang. Training such a woman was extremely easy, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

"If you want to kill me, go ahead, but if you want me to become a slave to those stinky men, that's absolutely impossible."

As the former saint of the Blood God Cult and the wife of the Cult's leader, the Cult's wife was absolutely unwilling to serve a group of smelly men.

"Then what do you want? Do you really want to die? Although you are the disciple of the one from the Endless Abyss, do you believe it? Even if I kill you now, that one won't do anything to me, nor will he say anything."

Zhao Shuang knew that the leader's wife had utterly surrendered the last ounce of pride and dignity she possessed. All he had to do was crush that last vestige of pride and dignity, reducing her to a woman devoid of dignity and pride. That would make dealing with her much easier. He could make her do whatever he wanted, without any resistance or resistance. This was exactly what he wanted.

Princess Mo Ran felt a pang of grief at the sight of this scene. She wanted to plead for mercy, but when she met Zhao Shuang's gaze, she swallowed her words back. She felt that if she really pleaded for mercy and ruined Zhao Shuang's training plan, her fate would definitely not be much better than her own master's, even though she was extremely beautiful.

"Well, since you don't want to, then you can go and die. How do you want to die? I think you should be familiar with the ways of death in the Blood God Cult. Choose one for yourself. I'll have Princess Mo Ran help you later. Even if it ends your master-disciple relationship, it will be the last thing she can do for you, her master, as a disciple."

Zhao Shuang's words not only made the leader's wife tremble all over, but even Princess Mo Ran in Zhao Shuang's arms felt fear. She didn't expect Zhao Shuang to be so cruel and ruthless, and let her go on the path of destroying her master. Obviously, she could hear that Zhao Shuang was not joking. As long as the leader's wife - her master chose a dead end, then this dead end would definitely be carried out by her.

Princess Mo Ran knew very well how many ways there were to die in the Blood God Cult.

Any method of death would first make someone's life worse than death, and then slowly torture them to death. If she were to carry it out, she felt that she might not be able to successfully send her teacher to his death.

"Alright, Madam, please think it through. You don't have much time. If you haven't thought it through, then Princess Mo Ran will choose one for you. After all, my time is limited. I don't have time to continue with your quarrels. If you continue, you will die a more miserable death. When the time comes, I will let you taste the punishments ranked in the top 108 of our Blood God Cult, and then slowly torture you to death. This kind of death is worthy of your status as the Cult Leader's wife, right?"

Every word Zhao Shuang said made the leader's wife feel unbearable and intolerable. But no matter how unbearable it was, she had to endure it, because she was now just a warrior, not the once high and mighty leader's wife.

The leader's wife was very clear about the gap between them, but it was precisely because of this that she realized she had to admit defeat, otherwise she would really die. Faced with the threat of death, the leader's wife had only one choice, and that was to admit defeat.

"I promise you, I promise you, I will continue to be the leader's wife, and be your woman."

This was the choice the Cult Leader's wife had made: to agree to become Zhao Shuang's woman and continue to be the Cult Leader's wife of the Blood God Cult. Otherwise, she would surely die. It wasn't that the Cult Leader's wife was afraid of death, but she simply didn't want to die in torture, and she felt such a death was meaningless. At the same time, she also sensed Zhao Shuang's great potential. If that was the case, then there was no need for her to die.

"It's a little too late to agree to this now, my lady leader. If you agree to this now, everything I just did will become a joke, right? So it's too late for you to agree to this now."

These words were a bit long-winded, but when they fell into the ears of the leader's wife, she felt very uncomfortable. She had already agreed, but she didn't expect that Zhao Shuang would not want her now. This made her unbearable, but she had to endure it because she knew that her life depended on Zhao Shuang's decision. If anything went wrong, her life would be in danger. In this situation, the only choice she could make was to admit defeat and beg for mercy.

"Master, you are joking. I was not appreciative of your kindness before. I hope you can forgive me and not hold it against me."

(End of this chapter)