Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Liu Yitao couldn't help but be stunned, as if she had been cast under the most powerful immobilization spell in the world. She stood there blankly, her expression astonished as if she had seen the spectacle of the collapse of heaven and earth. She never expected that Su Nan would refuse so decisively, without even the slightest hesitation or dragging his feet. His resolute attitude was like a sharp sword, instantly cutting off the fire of hope that had just ignited in her heart. Just as her expectations, like brilliant fireworks, instantly turned into disappointment, she felt extremely disheartened, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, surrounded by endless darkness and coldness, Su Nan suddenly changed the subject: "You don't have to sacrifice yourself. Take care of your apprentice yourself, but I will also help you with revenge."

After hearing this, Liu Yitao's heart, once so tense it seemed on the verge of breaking, finally relaxed a little. However, after this fleeting moment of relaxation, countless murmurs began to ripple through her heart. She couldn't help but speculate, her thoughts a tangled mess. She thought Su Nan was unwilling to help her. She even began to wonder if Su Nan was afraid of the Purgatory Prison, a nightmare-like existence that terrified everyone.

However, after calming down a bit and reconsidering, Liu Yitao felt that even if Su Nan was afraid of the Refining Horn Prison, it was understandable. After all, the horror of the Refining Horn Prison was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Not only were the inhabitants so numerous, densely packed like a tide, overwhelming and innumerable, the surging crowd seemed to be able to drown the entire world; the high-end combat power was so outrageous that it was terrifying and made people tremble. Just hearing the names of those masters could wake people up in fear.

Liu Yitao gathered herself, her thoughts swirling like flying willow catkins, countless ideas colliding in her mind. Then, realizing she couldn't bear to drag Su Nan into this bottomless quagmire, she said, "Sister, there's no need to wade into this muddy water..." As soon as she said that, Su Nan quickly raised her hand to stop her, her expression as solemn as a mountain covered in a thousand years of frost. She said solemnly, "Let's not talk about that for now. I just noticed something: there's a discrepancy between what you said about the Purgatory Horn Prison. Is this version of the Purgatory Horn Prison, created by an evil master, true, or is the version that Shi Xiu told you true?"

Liu Yitao looked confused and bewildered, her brows furrowed so tightly that they looked like they could pinch a falling leaf. Her eyes were filled with bewilderment and puzzlement. She asked doubtfully, "Is there any difference between these two points? Aren't they both evil?"

Su Nan waved his hands repeatedly, his expression growing increasingly solemn. Deep worry filled his eyes, like a sky covered in dark clouds and thundering lightning. He spoke gravely, "That's not the case. If it's the former, then it's relatively simple. We can just wipe them out in one fell swoop, as easy as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. But if it's the latter, then it's a huge problem. After all, besides the infamous and terrifying Seven Great Masters, there's also a mysterious and elusive evil cultivator who appears and disappears like a ghost. Even more terrifying is the legendary demon god and his demon generals who possess the power to destroy heaven and earth, to shatter mountains and rivers, and to dim the sun and moon. If this is true, and the demon god appears, how will our formerly peaceful and harmonious world, like a paradise, become a horrific, inhumane scene, like hell?"

"Hiss..." Liu Yitao couldn't help but take a breath when she heard this. She felt a piercing chill running from the soles of her feet straight to her head like a violent electric current, making her tremble all over, shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

Su Nan lowered her head in deep thought, like a frozen statue, time seemingly frozen in time. After a moment, she slowly continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you, after careful consideration, repeated weighing, and meticulous analysis, I think the second possibility is more likely. Furthermore, many of the so-called reputable and upright sects in this world may have been directly or indirectly involved."

Liu Yitao frowned, full of doubts, as if she was trapped in a fog and couldn't find a way out. She couldn't wait to ask, "Sister, how do you see it?"

Su Nan looked at Liu Yitao and couldn't help but sigh at her naiveté. She was already so old, but she still couldn't understand many things. So he patiently explained, "Think about it carefully. How many large sects in this world are powerful, with deep roots and long-standing traditions? They have many times more masters than Lianjiaoyu, right? Yet this evil organization still exists today, and is so arrogant and unscrupulous, acting as if they are in an empty land, dominating and tyrannical without any scruples. This is the best proof that they are not yet so powerful that the whole world cannot do anything to them. If there were no other forces secretly supporting or condoning them behind the scenes, how could Lianjiaoyu be so free and unrestrained, doing evil for such a long time without being completely eradicated? There are many hidden dangers here."

Liu Yitao was completely dumbfounded. She stood there motionless, like a wooden sculpture, as if she had lost her soul, with a blank look in her eyes: "Then... what should I do? I can't get my revenge?" Her voice was filled with endless despair and loss. The confidence that had just been ignited by the breakthrough in the realm was instantly wiped out like a candle in the wind, as if a basin of ice-cold water that could freeze everything was poured over her from head to toe. Her heart sank into the endless dark abyss, and she could not see a ray of light or hope.

"Not necessarily, unless...!"

"Unless what?" Liu Yitao asked anxiously, a faint but eager spark of hope rekindled in her eyes, like a starlight in the darkness, faint but stubbornly flickering.

"Unless we have a strong force of our own."

"My own power?" Liu Yitao thought about it. It seemed that this was the only way, but it seemed so far away.

However, she had no idea what the phrase "one's own power" meant. She only knew that it would be an extremely difficult task. It would require top-tier experts who surpassed all other opposing forces, possessing extraordinary cultivation and magical powers; countless rare and precious magical weapons, each possessing mysterious and powerful powers; and a variety of scarce resources, including precious spiritual materials, secret manuals, and blessed lands; and most importantly, extreme combat power, enough to rival the terrifying demon god in legend.

She didn't know how terrifying the demon was. She only knew that it might be at the level of a celestial being, or even many levels higher. That was a level she dared not even imagine.

Liu Yitao didn't dare to think about it anymore. This was simply a fairy tale, as unrealistic as a fool's dream. She only felt that there was an insurmountable mountain and an impassable ocean before her.

Su Nan smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to contain endless profound meaning, as if he saw through everything in the world: "What? Are you scared? Or do you feel that this is an impossible task?"

Liu Yitao forced a smile, which was full of bitterness, as if she had chewed a mouthful of Coptis chinensis: "It feels impossible to complete."

"Okay, you won't believe anything I tell you now, so let's put it this way, you should concentrate on training with your disciples, ignore other troubles, and try to improve your own strength. One day in the future, you will come to me on your own, believe me." Su Nan showed a mysterious smile, that smile seemed to hide countless secrets and unknown possibilities, making people unpredictable.