In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Fu Sixuan smiled helplessly, with a hint of worry in her eyes:

"It's not even a matter of time. He just said I was his woman, but he hasn't mentioned marrying me yet."

When Fu Sirui heard this, her pretty face instantly turned cold. She snorted coldly and said indignantly:

"Hmph, what a heartless man! He won't even give you a legitimate status, and he wants you to follow him for nothing. How can such a thing be justified in this world? No, I can't just sit there and watch. I'm going to confront him! He must marry you in a grand ceremony, otherwise, I'll have my father come forward and accuse him of seducing a decent woman!"

After saying that, she pretended to get up and go find Li Zimo.

Seeing this, Fu Sixuan quickly reached out to hold her, her eyes full of worry:

"Rui'er, Master Zimo has already reached the realm of Martial King. Father is absolutely no match for him. Even if he disagrees, it will be useless for you to ask father for help."

Although Fu Sirui was unwilling, she still lay down again. She pouted her lips stubbornly and said:

"Then I'll go find the City Lord and ask him to seek justice for us. I don't believe there's no place for justice in this world!"

Fu Sixuan sighed softly, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and she slowly said:

"Rui'er, there are so many emotional disputes in this world. How can the City Lord possibly manage them all? Furthermore, Master Zimo was able to elevate me to the Martial King realm in just two days. It's understandable that the Martial King might just be a small figure in his eyes. Asking the City Lord for help might not be of any use."

Fu Sirui bit her lip and said angrily, "Then let's go to the capital and file a complaint with the emperor, and let him punish him."

Fu Sixuan stroked Fu Sirui's hand and said gently but firmly:

"Rui'er, stop messing around. The emperor won't interfere in the trivial matters of ordinary people like us, and this doesn't constitute any crime."

Fu Sirui's face was full of worry, with an uneasy glint in her eyes:

"But what if he keeps hanging on to you like this, doesn't give you a legitimate status, and then abandons you in the end? What are you going to do?"

Fu Sixuan frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said:

"That shouldn't be the case, right? After all, we've only known each other for two days. There's no need to think too far ahead. Besides, I believe he's not that kind of person."

Upon hearing this, Fu Sirui looked at Fu Sixuan angrily:

"Sister, you are just too kind and naive. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so easily fooled by him..."

Fu Sixuan opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but found that she really couldn't find any strong reasons, so she had to lower her head silently and endure her sister's blame.

Seeing this, Fu Sirui became even more angry and said:

"Sister, why don't you just leave him and stop thinking about him? Didn't you only agree to stay with him for one day? Now you're the Martial King, you can live a carefree life. Why keep letting him keep you hanging like this?"

Fu Sixuan was silent for a while, with a look of struggle on her face, and finally shook her head:

"I...I also want to be with Master Zimo."

Fu Sirui looked at Fu Sixuan angrily and said helplessly: "You...sister, you are really hopeless!"

Fu Sixuan lowered her head embarrassedly, with guilt and shyness flashing in her eyes.

Fu Sirui sighed and said:

"It seems that I can only practice hard and work hard to improve my strength. If he dares to abandon you, I will help you teach him a lesson and let him know how capable the Horse King is!"

Fu Sixuan couldn't help but chuckle, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes:

"Young Master Zimo reached the realm of Martial King at the age of eighteen, while you were only at the sixth level of Martial Apprentice at the age of eighteen. Even I, your elder sister, who has better talent than you, was only at the third level of Martial Artist at the age of twenty. If you want to surpass Young Master Zimo, it will be harder than climbing to the sky."

Fu Sirui pouted and looked at Fu Sixuan dissatisfiedly:

"Sister, why do you always hit me like this?"

Fu Sixuan smiled slightly, with a serious look in her eyes:

"I'm just stating a fact, I don't mean to attack you."

Fu Sirui's enthusiasm seemed to be extinguished by a bucket of cold water, and a long silence fell between the two.

Fu Sixuan gradually felt sleepy. She yawned and said:

"Rui'er, I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest first."

Fu Sirui responded softly: "Yeah."

Fu Sixuan soon fell asleep, and her breathing became even and calm.

But Fu Sirui was no longer sleepy and the alcohol had completely dissipated. She lay on the bed, staring at the bed curtains with wide eyes, her heart filled with unwillingness and determination.

Although Fu Sixuan's words were cruel, they were indeed true.

With his talent of the upper Xuan level, it is unknown whether he can cultivate to the realm of Martial King.

Fu Sirui secretly made up her mind that she had no choice but to go to Zhongzhou to seek opportunities.

I hope that I can join a big sect by then, and never end up like my sister, staying in this small place of Shenwu Empire, and finally being deceived by a playboy.

Thinking of that bastard Li Zimo, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes, including resentment and unwillingness.

But she knew that only by making herself stronger could she truly control her own destiny.

As she thought about it, a crazy idea came into her mind:

If she could first practice dual cultivation with Li Zimo and thereby raise her cultivation to the Martial King realm, then she could go to Zhongzhou and enter a large sect to practice.

An eighteen-year-old Martial King will definitely cause a sensation in Central China. By then, he will be able to get whatever he wants, including advanced martial arts techniques and elixirs.

Are you afraid that you won’t be able to handle a little Li Zimo in the future?

The more I think about it, the more feasible it seems, and the harder it is to let go of the idea.

She glanced at the sleeping Fu Sixuan, struggled internally for a while, and finally decided to follow her inner impulse. She quietly got up, left the room, and went to find Li Zimo.

At this time, Li Zimo had already left the small building and came to another courtyard.

Su Xiaoyue, Li Ningshuang, Zhao Weiyang and Zhang Yunshu live here.

His original intention was just to come and see them and ask about their wishes. After all, he didn't plan to stay here for long.

However, fate always seems to play tricks.

When he just stepped into the courtyard, he happened to meet Su Xiaoyue who had just finished taking a shower.

She was wearing a light gauze dress and walked out of the bathroom. Crystal water droplets were hanging on her hair, emitting hot steam.

Her breasts were slightly exposed, her hips were firm, her waist was slender, and her long white legs were faintly visible under the veil. Her face, which had just finished bathing, was still faintly flushed, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

This scene undoubtedly caused ripples in Li Zimo's heart.

Su Xiaoyue suddenly found Li Zimo standing in the yard. She was so frightened that she covered her upper body and turned around shyly, trying to escape back into the house.

But then, she thought of her current identity and stopped abruptly. She stopped hiding and turned around, shyly bowed to Li Zimo, and said in a soft voice:

"Sir, why are you here? If you have any instructions, just send a message to us."