The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

however.

Faced with the close-range attack of this level 60 boss.

Gu Xu, sitting in the sedan chair, didn't even lift his eyelids.

He remained lazily leaning against the soft couch, holding the still-sobning bride in his arms, and even had the leisure to tidy up his wife's somewhat messy hair.

"Tsk, getting impatient?"

Gu Xu's lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely irritating smile.

He looked at the hideous face that was less than three meters away from him, sighed softly, tilted his head, and looked at the Ghost Mother as if she were a fool.

"Hey lady, aren't you overestimating yourself?"

Or perhaps...

"Do you think you can come and go as you please here?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Gu Xu's right hand, which had been fiddling with the folding fan, suddenly clenched tightly.

"Snapped!"

A crisp snap of fingers exploded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable terrifying aura erupted from Gu Xu, like a tsunami.

That's not an energy fluctuation.

That's—the rules!

"With my background music playing... no one can defeat me."

boom!!

The churning black mist instantly froze, as if the entire space had been paused.

The demon mother's claw, which seemed determined to strike, stopped abruptly just an inch from Gu Xu's nose.

It was like crashing into an invisible yet indestructible wall of air.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and terrifying pressure surged from all directions, a rejection and suppression from the entire "Catastrophe Realm"!

"This...it's that damn thing again!"

The demon mother's pupils shrank suddenly, her face filled with terror.

She felt like a chick that had wandered into a dragon's lair; the dread that came from the depths of her soul made every bone in her body tremble.

Gu Xu slowly stood up and looked down at the Ghost Mother who was frozen in mid-air.

He grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Someone who only remembers the good times and not the bad times."

"Welcome to...my world."

Gu Xu did not rush to make a move.

He stood up slowly from the luxurious, somewhat ostentatious Styx palanquin, like a judge who had just finished watching a poorly executed magic show.

He looked at the woman who was only an inch away from his nose, her face filled with terror.

"Can't move?"

Gu Xu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, his smile as bright as a boy next door.

But her eyes held only a cold indifference: "Big sister, where did that fierce determination you had just shown me? Show it, don't hold back."

The Ghost Mother's exquisite face was now completely distorted.

She desperately tried to mobilize the power of calamity within her body, even if it meant moving a single finger.

But the surrounding space felt like it was filled with molten iron, so heavy it instilled despair.

Even more terrifying was the void behind the young man standing on the sedan chair, which had appeared perfectly normal.

A terrifying projection began to appear.

The tentacles were deep purple, covered with dark red blood vessels and tumors.

They slowly stretched and danced behind Gu Xu, like a group of hungry deep-sea monsters that had smelled blood.

It was baring its fangs and claws, venting its greedy appetite.

As these tentacles appeared, Gu Xu's voice changed.

The clear, youthful voice faded again, turning into a kind of reverberation that seemed to come from an ancient abyss.

Layer upon layer, penetrating straight to the soul.

"Weren't you quite capable just now?"

Gu Xu leaned forward slightly, his pupils seemingly burning with purple flames: "In this realm, you can only move if I tell you to."

"I won't let you move, you can't even blink. That's called the rule. Do you even know what 'dimensional reduction attack' means?"

The demon mother's pupils contracted violently; the dread emanating from the depths of her soul nearly drove her to the brink of collapse.

She had never been given this feeling before—it wasn't a difference in strength, it was a crushing defeat on a level of life.

It's like an ant suddenly finding a boot hanging over its head, about to fall.

"No...don't..."

The demon mother was on the verge of a breakdown.

Her once lofty and imposing presence vanished under the shadow of death.

His lips trembled, his eyes pleading: "My lord... please spare me... I know I was wrong... I shouldn't have offended you..."

"I am willing to submit! I am willing to be your servant! Even if it means being your ox or your horse..."

The Ghost Mother's voice was choked with sobs, her pitiful appearance, combined with her devastatingly beautiful face, would have been quite striking if it had been a man with weaker willpower, or one of those self-proclaimed righteous saints.

They might actually soften their hearts.

After all, having a level 60 lord-level female BOSS as your slave would be quite prestigious.

But Gu Xu just watched her perform quietly, his smile remaining unchanged.

His gaze grew colder and colder.

He stretched out his hand, the folding fan in his hand gently tapping his palm, making a crisp "snap, snap" sound that sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silent space.

"beg for mercy?"

Gu Xu shook his head, then sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Hey, big sister, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

"I'm actually quite easy to talk to, and I don't usually hold grudges. After all, holding grudges is too tiring."

Gu Xu paused, his gaze sweeping over the person beside him who was still trembling.

The ghost bride, her red veil already soaked with tears.

The next second, Gu Xu's aura suddenly became violent, and the terrifying pressure mixed with "the past" and "calamity" pressed down on the Ghost Mother like a mountain.

It was so heavy that her bones were cracking and popping.

"But I have a flaw, which is also a strength."

Gu Xu closed his folding fan, pointed to the strange bride beside him, and said, word by word, "I'm protective of my own. Especially protective of my own."

"If that claw you just swung at me was meant for me, I would have just treated it like a mosquito bite and swatted you to death."

"But you shouldn't have touched my people."

"You turn someone's entire family of three hundred into elixirs, and then expect them to wear a wedding dress and act as the core of the formation?"

"Isn't what you're doing a bit too unethical?"

Gu Xu sneered, his eyes filled with disgust: "Although we're villains, villains still have to have some class. You're just a pervert."

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt."

"You killed my wife and her whole family, so it's only right that I kill you now. Even if you take this to the Emperor himself, I'll have a valid argument."

The demon mother was in despair.

She could tell that the man in front of her had absolutely no compassion for women.

In his eyes, his own appearance was not as good-looking as that of the rat.

"No!! You can't kill me! I am the core of this secret realm! Killing me will cause this secret realm to collapse!"

The demon mother was still making her last struggle.

Gu Xu was too lazy to listen to her nonsense anymore.

He turned his head and looked at the person beside him who was still tightly clutching the hem of his clothes.

The red-clad figure seemed to want to rush up and devour the ghost mother alive.