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

After receiving her soul, Su Nan slowly opened her eyes. Within them, it seemed as if countless brilliant stars twinkled fiercely, while a deep, thick, inky fog swirled and intertwined. Her gaze briefly lost in confusion, like a haze, before returning to clarity as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining. Only then did she realize, with a start, that she had left the enigmatic mural and was standing firmly before it.

Black Dragon and his daughter, terrified, rushed over with lightning speed. Their faces burned with anxiety, their expressions utterly tense, as if the world were about to collapse, and Su Nan's safety was their only hope of salvation. "Master, are you alright?" they demanded anxiously, their voices filled with deep concern and worry. Their nervousness made their voices tremble like a leaf in the wind, every syllable conveying their inner fear and worry.

"Little black?"

Su Nan integrated her memories and blurted out this name naturally and without hesitation. The tone was as if this name had echoed in her heart thousands of times, familiar to the depths of her soul.

"Master, you finally recognized me!" Black Dragon's voice trembled with excitement, and within that tremor was an overwhelming joy and excitement, as if the long-drought, cracked earth had finally received a rain that nourished all things. His face instantly overflowed with uncontrollable ecstasy, the joy surging like a surging tide, wave after wave. Tears welled up in his eyes, filled with the deep relief that years of anticipation and waiting had finally come true, as if someone who had walked alone in the darkness for so long had finally seen the light.

"Yes, I remember," Su Nan said with a smile. That smile was like a gentle spring breeze, warm and gentle, as if it could melt all the cold and ice in the world. She reached out her hand, and with a gentle touch, as if caressing a fragile snowflake, she gently touched Huancai's little head. Her eyes were filled with endless tenderness and kindness, as if she wanted to pour all the beauty in the world into this touch.

"You and your daughter should settle down here first. I just arrived at Longyin Pavilion, so it's not appropriate to have you around right now. I'll take you two with me when I finish handling my various matters here and return," Su Nan said slowly, her tone calm but with undeniable resolve. As she spoke, she unleashed an incredible magical power, instantly restoring the ordinary appearance of Longyin Pavilion disciple Su Nan while skillfully and precisely sealing away her own vast, awe-inspiring cultivation.

"Okay, we'll wait." Though Black Dragon was filled with helplessness and reluctance, the helplessness hanging over him like a thick, impenetrable dark cloud, the reluctance tugging at his heart like a resilient thread, he also knew full well that his master must have crucial, pressing matters to attend to at Longyin Pavilion. A flicker of desolation and disappointment flashed across his eyes, like a bright star dimming for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by unwavering trust and support.

Huancai pouted, her face filled with reluctance. Her delicate little mouth, pouting high, looked as if it could hold a heavy oil bottle. Her eyes were filled with grievance and loss, like two bright stars shrouded in a haze. But she was ultimately very sensible and said nothing. Her sweet and sensible demeanor made one feel pity, like a delicate flower standing firm in the wind and rain.

Su Nan caressed Huancai's head lovingly again, her gentle gesture like soothing a wounded, frightened little animal. The warmth from her palm felt like a beacon in the darkness, offering Huancai a sense of comfort. Then, she turned, her steps firm and steady as she slowly returned to her home, her figure gradually receding.

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Lying on the bed, Su Nan's eyes were vacant, trying to sort out the complicated and tangled mess. Her journey to the forbidden area had yielded a wealth of rewards, a truly fruitful return.

Her cultivation had advanced tremendously, astonishingly. It was no exaggeration to say that she had now reached a supreme state on this planet, a realm unrivaled by anyone else. Yet, her face lacked any trace of joy. Instead, it was shrouded in a thick, inky haze, so heavy it seemed to crush everything. She couldn't possibly be happy.

That Su Nan had once stood at the supreme, revered throne of a deity, a being that controlled the laws of heaven and ruled over all things. But when she had, after enduring countless hardships and tribulations, reached that unattainable, unreachable peak, she suddenly realized that it had been only a tiny, insignificant beginning. In the vast, boundless, and mysterious universe, planets were but a drop in the ocean, galaxies like tiny stars, star fields like nebulae, and even in the vast, unfathomable universe, she herself was but a tiny, insignificant speck of dust, like a grain of sand in the desert.

The thought sent shivers down her spine. "She's just a speck of dust, so what am I?" Su Nan pondered, her heart filled with endless confusion, as if she were in a dark, directionless forest. Her eyes were filled with bewilderment and uncertainty, a fog so thick it obscured the path ahead. She didn't know where the future lay, or if striving to become the master of a planet, living a seemingly carefree and carefree life, was enough. What was the purpose of this arduous, arduous, and thorny path of cultivation? What was the true meaning of it all? These countless questions weighed on her heart like a heavy rock, suffocating her.

"Who am I? I thought that the fusion of four souls would make me perfect and impeccable, but I didn't expect that another Su Nan would appear. How many similar souls are waiting to be fused? Is all this just a coincidence? Or is someone behind the scenes carefully planning and arranging it? Is all this a bottomless, carefully designed, and interlocking conspiracy?" An unsolvable and intricate mystery emerged in Su Nan's mind again. This mystery was like an extremely heavy shackle, tightly binding her thoughts and making her thoughts more and more confused, like a tangled mess, the more she tried to sort it out, the more tangled it became.

"According to her memories, the Demon God, Demon Generals, and countless ruthless and heinous demons were all suppressed in the eerie, terrifying Demon Suppression Cave. Duanmu Liang has ascended, but where did she go? Could it really be the legendary and mysterious Jialan Planet? The extremely difficult and intractable problems of the Lianjiao Prison have not yet been resolved, and now so many complex, confusing, and bewildering things have emerged. It's truly a headache, unbearable pain, and exhausting."

"The Demon God comes from the mysterious and unknown planet of Moruo. Is he Moruo's supreme god? If not, will there be even more powerful, more terrifying, and more difficult enemies seeking him? Wouldn't Blue Planet be plunged into another tragic situation of suffering, devastation, and widespread grief?"

Instead of clarifying any clues, Su Nan's thoughts only grew more confused. Her mind was like a tangled mess of twine, impossible to untangle, impossible to cut or untangle. Finally, she simply stopped thinking and shook her head vigorously, as if trying to clear her mind of all these disturbing thoughts, like she was shedding a heavy burden. She slowly closed her eyes, letting herself sink into a peaceful dream, trying to find a trace of peace and relief in her sleep.

Su Nan, with her current invincible, transcendental strength, shouldn't need to eat or sleep like ordinary people. Yet, she still considers eating and sleeping a daily necessity. In her own words, "I just do whatever I want. Why bother asking why?" The carefree and casual tone in her voice suggests that no rules in the world could constrain her free will.

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