mijobooks Chapter 843 Same Identity
Chapter 843 Same Identity
Inside the magnificent and vast main temple, the lights were dim, and the air was filled with an extremely dense and powerful spiritual energy that made Jiang Tianlu feel suffocated as her blood boiled the moment she stepped in.
Lin Qiye was leaning lazily on the large black and gold throne, holding a cup of fragrant spiritual tea in his hand.
His dark purple eyes, radiating a domineering aura that sent shivers down her spine, were fixed on her figure.
"Sir...sir."
On Jiang Tianlu's dignified and mature face, there was no trace of the composure she once displayed when she was in charge of the affairs of the Jiang family branch.
Beneath that neat head of black hair, a pair of pink earlobes, flushed with extreme ecstasy, trembled in the intense light.
She bowed deeply, and her well-fitting dress revealed her curvaceous figure to Lin Qiye without reservation.
"Since you're the first one to come in..."
Lin Qiye slowly put down his teacup, his voice deep and magnetic:
"So you're the strongest among these one hundred women from the Jiang family?"
"Yes...yes, sir."
Jiang Tianlu's voice trembled violently:
"Tianlu... a high-level Martial God, though I am not talented... I am willing to dedicate everything to you, my lord."
"High-level Martial God...not bad."
Lin Qiye nodded slightly, a chilling light swirling in his dark purple eyes:
"Since you were sent by the Jiang family... I presume you understand your mission?"
These words were spoken.
Jiang Tianlu's pretty face, which was already flushed from extreme anticipation, turned completely red in an instant.
She bit her red lips tightly, daring not to conceal anything under the oppressive divine power that dominated her soul:
"I...I know."
Tell me about it.
Lin Qiye's aggressive gaze swept over her indifferently.
"Yes……"
Jiang Tianlu took a deep breath, her voice low and tinged with a humility she herself was unaware of:
"Our purpose in coming here is to inherit your great bloodline as the God of War..."
When she mentioned the word "acceptance," Jiang Tianlu's neck turned a breathtaking pink.
"hehe."
Lin Qiye let out a low, cold laugh:
"Since that's the case... why are you still calling me 'Sir'?"
"Whoosh—!!"
Before Jiang Tianlu could react, Lin Qiye's figure appeared in front of her as if by teleportation, without any warning.
Wow, so fast!!
The sense of speed that transcended dimensions caused this renowned high-level martial god to freeze in a moment of extreme terror.
"Call me 'Master'."
Lin Qiye stretched out his slender fingers, pinched Jiang Tianlu's sharp chin, which was trembling with extreme shyness, and forced her to raise her mature and pretty face, which was full of obedience:
"This is the beginning of our 'contract'... Do you understand?"
Jiang Tianlu's rosy and alluring lips parted slightly, and a very faint, struggling whimper escaped her throat:
"Master...Master..."
As that call fell, it was as if some invisible chain had completely locked her soul in that instant.
"very good."
Lin Qiye shook his head, a cruel yet amused smile playing on his lips:
"Your evaluation begins now."
"You should know that if you perform well... I have all sorts of shortcuts to becoming a war god, like rules and tips... right here."
Just then.
Lin Qiye's fingertips, which were pinching her chin, released an extremely rich divine source, imbued with a domineering life force, into Jiang Tianlu's body without warning in that instant.
"Ugh... Ah!!"
Jiang Tianlu's eyes, which had been dazed, suddenly widened due to the sudden burst of energy!
That sense of sublimation, originating from the essence of life, caused the spiritual energy within her body to surge wildly in that single second.
This feeling... is a thousand times more wonderful than ingesting the finest psychic liquid!
Inside the main hall, the solemn yet deathly atmosphere was instantly replaced by an extremely rich, dark golden divine radiance that exuded the aura of the very essence of life.
Jiang Tianlu's dignified and mature face was now covered with a beautiful blush caused by the extreme impact. Her originally neatly combed black hair was now scattered on her pretty face, which was filled with astonishment and submission.
"Um... Master..."
Her eyes, which were like those of a ripe peach, now faintly glowed red due to the repeated cleansing of divine energy.
This mere wisp of divine energy that was casually injected was equivalent to the spiritual energy she had accumulated through ten years of arduous cultivation in the Jiang family!
This caused the high-level martial god's originally iron-solid will to shatter into nothingness in a second under the gaze of those dark purple eyes.
"If I behave well... will I get a reward for understanding the rules?"
Jiang Tianlu bit her red lips tightly, disregarding even the decorum befitting an elder, and reached out her trembling little hand to grip Lin Qiye's sleeve tightly:
"Tianlu...Tianlu will definitely give it her all...!"
"My lord... no... Master!! Tianlu is willing to give you... everything!!!"
……
"very good."
"Now that you understand the rules here..."
"Let's begin then."
Lin Qiye slowly extended his right hand.
"Buzz—!!!"
An extremely domineering, destructive spear intent, imbued with the aura of the Great Void and the destruction of the world, enveloped Jiang Tianlu in that instant.
This is not just about controlling the body.
It is also the ultimate baptism of the soul, the rules, and the origin of one's bloodline.
……
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
The main hall of "Palace No. 1," which was originally shrouded in dark golden divine light and exuded a suffocating life rhythm, finally emitted an extremely deep, even solemn, trembling sound from its heavy dark golden door.
"Creak—!!"
The hatch slid open, and a dense, almost liquefied, dark purple psionic aura dissipated into the air.
Jiang Yao, with her large belly, which was already extremely noticeable and exuded a faint divine radiance due to the baptism of divine source, waited calmly by the side of the gate.
Jiang Tianlu, a dignified and beautiful woman who had long been famous in the Jiang family and regarded men as nothing.
She was now leaning against the heavy door frame, her eyes, like those of a ripe peach, filled with a hazy, dreamy look due to the intense moisture she had been absorbing.
Where is the trace of her former aloofness now on her once dignified and solemn face?
What remained was a dazed feeling, as if one had just awakened from a two-month-long, dreamlike "baptism".
"Elder Jiang...you've worked hard."
Jiang Yao's originally cold and beautiful face revealed a faint smile.
From this moment on, Jiang Tianlu and she share the same identity.