Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 487 Nunnally Makes a Decision

"Once that woman reaches the Super Douluo level, she'll probably be able to fight even Limit Douluo, and that's without even considering her ability to steal other people's martial souls or having other trump cards."

"If she were to use those bizarre abilities, even a Limit Douluo would probably perish at her hands."

As Nanali continued to think about it, she became increasingly alarmed.

"What should we do! With that woman's talent, plus the Spirit Pagoda's emphasis on her, she'll definitely reach Super Douluo level in ten years at most. By then, my usefulness to her will probably be greatly reduced."

Ten years! This was Nanali's estimate of Fors's training speed. In reality, with the resources provided by the Spirit Pagoda, coupled with Fors's own talent, the process would definitely be shorter.

Fors might still use her as a sparring partner now, but what will happen to her once Fors's strength surpasses hers and her usefulness diminishes?

If it were a normal person, they would probably keep Nunnally as a black glove to do some shady things.

But Fors's brain circuits are different from ordinary people. Half a year ago, she tried to kill her. It's not surprising that such a capricious person would do anything.

"Evil Soul Master, after that woman gets tired of me and kills me, you might be next. And then, your situation might be even more miserable than mine."

Murasaki's words echoed in Nanali's mind once more, causing her expression to shift between light and shadow.

Now that Zi Ji has been brainwashed by Fors, judging from Fors's attitude, even if he wants to torment Zi Ji, the intensity will probably not be the same as before.

Do we even need to think about who's next?

Didn't you see that woman named Aponia? They almost brainwashed her! Although Fors stopped her this time, what about next time?

She didn't think she could be so lucky every time; maybe Fors would abandon her at any moment.

Although Nanali's cultivation level had reached level 98, neither Fors, who controlled her life and death, nor Aponia, who possessed the strength of a Limit Douluo, were beings she could resist.

"Click." Just then, Zi Ji opened the bathroom door and walked out naked, with a few water droplets still running down her body, but she evaporated them with her soul power in the next moment.

"Hey, where did Master go?"

After looking around and finding that Fors was not in the bedroom, Murasaki frowned and asked Nanali a question.

Nanali glanced at Murasaki, her eyes flashing slightly, and then tentatively asked, "You mean Fors? She saw Aponia off, and when she left, she told you to rest in bed first, saying it was an order."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Nanali's words, Murasaki's previously calm expression immediately turned gloomy.

This moment brought a glimmer of light to Nanali's eyes. Could it be that Murasaki hadn't been completely brainwashed, and that what she did just now was merely an act to deceive Fors?

"court death!"

Without any warning, Murasaki's right hand quickly transformed into a dragon, and a purplish-black destructive power instantly appeared before she slapped it towards Nunnally.

"you……"

Nanali had been observing Murasaki and naturally saw her movements, so she quickly gathered her soul power to defend herself.

"Peng—"

The purplish-black soul power and the dark green soul power made brief contact, producing a booming sound. The two separated immediately after the initial clash. Zi Ji took half a step back, while Nanali took three steps back. Clearly, Zi Ji had gained the upper hand in the previous exchange.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nanali looked at Ziji with a gloomy gaze and asked in a cold voice. As a control-type weapon spirit master, she was naturally inferior to Ziji in terms of strength. But if they really fought, with the aid of her battle armor, she would definitely be stronger than Ziji.

"Hmph." Zi Ji snorted coldly, looking at Nanali without showing any weakness, and said, "I'm just giving you a warning, you who don't know your place. From now on, show some respect in how you address people. Do you think you can just call your master by his name?"

"I'll give you a warning this time because we're colleagues, but if it happens again, even if it means being punished by the master, I'll make sure you pay."

After saying that, Ziji ignored Nanali's gloomy face and began to tidy up the bed on her own.

"They've been completely brainwashed."

Looking at Murasaki's completely natural demeanor, Nanali felt a chill run down her spine. At the same time, this strengthened her resolve; she absolutely did not want to end up looking like Murasaki!

……

night.

"Knock knock..."

Nan Fusheng walked to Gu Yuena's bedroom door and gently knocked.

"Na'er, it's time to get up and eat."

"..."

Nan Fusheng waited quietly for a while, and when he found no response from inside, he smiled helplessly, gently pushed open the door, and walked in as if nothing had happened.

It's no secret that Gu Yuena is a heavy sleeper; this isn't the first time he's entered her room like this in the past six months. If he doesn't wake her, who knows what kind of trouble she'll cause the next day.

A languid and comfortable atmosphere filled the room. Soft light spilled onto the bed, outlining Gu Yuena's graceful sleeping posture. Nan Fusheng slowly approached the bedside, his gaze falling on Gu Yuena, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

Gu Yuena seemed to be enveloped in a gentle dream. Her face appeared incredibly serene in her sleep, like a flower quietly blooming in the night. Her silver hair cascaded down to her pillow, making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

Nan Fusheng reached out and gently touched Gu Yuena's shoulder, softly calling, "Na'er, wake up, it's time for dinner."

Gu Yuena shifted slightly, her brows furrowing as if resisting the call that disturbed her peaceful sleep. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze like stars shrouded in mist, dreamlike and captivating.

When she saw Nan Fusheng, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her lips, a smile that, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, instantly illuminated the entire room.

"Brother Fusheng, I want to sleep a little longer." Gu Yuena's voice was full of coquettishness, soft and charming.

"No," Nan Fusheng refused decisively. "You should get up and have dinner."

"Mmm~ I'll lie down for a little while longer." Gu Yuena twisted her body and responded coquettishly, making Nan Fusheng find her even more adorable.

However, what needs to be done still needs to be done. Nan Fusheng slightly raised his right hand and said, "If you don't get up, I'll spank you."

"You bad boy." Gu Yuena pouted slightly and said coquettishly, but still obediently sat up.

Nan Fusheng smiled helplessly and said, "Didn't you once say you wanted to sleep a little longer because you were sleepy, and then you ended up sleeping all night? As a result, you came to complain to me first thing the next morning, saying that I didn't wake you up in time and that you missed dinner or something."

"Hmm~" Gu Yuena blushed. At that time, she was still in the amnesia stage, which is why she did that. Now that she thinks about it, it was really a bit embarrassing.

However, how could she possibly admit that?

"No, we have to shut Fusheng up, otherwise who knows what kind of embarrassing things he'll reveal." During the time she lost her memory, she did quite a few things that could be called embarrassing things.

Suddenly, Gu Yuena's lips curled into a smile, because she had suddenly thought of a good idea.

Gu Yuena lay on her side on the bed, her figure graceful. She stretched her fair, jade-like legs out over the edge of the bed. Her long, shapely legs were wrapped in white stockings, radiating an alluring luster, like fine mutton fat jade lightly covered by a thin veil.

Gu Yuena's exquisite face held a rare hint of coquettishness, her eyes sparkling with expectant light as she gazed intently at Nan Fusheng. She parted her lips slightly, her voice soft yet carrying an undeniable air of insistence: "Brother Fusheng, will you help me put on my shoes?"

Then she swayed her calves slightly, her white stockings rising and falling gently with her movements, as if dancing lightly.

Gu Yuena's eyes grew increasingly expectant, her lips curving upwards in a half-smile, a look of unwavering certainty. She knew that her coquettishness held an irresistible allure for Nan Fusheng; he could not possibly refuse.

"it is good."

Nan Fusheng bent down and gently grasped Gu Yuena's white-stockinged calves. The touch was like touching the softest cloud in the world, warm and delicate. He picked up the shoes by the bedside, preparing to put them on Gu Yuena.

"Brother Fusheng, I want to ask you a question."

At this moment, Gu Yuena's jade-like feet moved playfully, breaking free from Nan Fusheng's hands, then wrapped around his neck and clamped it around his neck.

"What's the problem?" The white silk glided across Nan Fusheng's cheek, bringing a light tickle like a feather brushing against him, causing ripples to spread across his heart.

The white silk-clad calves exuded Gu Yuena's unique fragrance, which lingered faintly around Nan Fusheng's nose. This fragrance was like an ancient and mysterious incantation, making him momentarily lose his senses.

Looking at Nan Fusheng, Gu Yuena's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile, her eyes filled with tenderness and the confidence of being in control of everything.

"Brother Fusheng, tell me, if I once helped someone solve a big problem, can I ask that person to help me solve my own problem?"

"That depends on the difficulty of the problem."

Nan Fusheng hesitated for a moment, but still said, "As long as that person isn't ungrateful, and your problem doesn't threaten his life, then I think that person has an obligation to help you solve it."

"That's good." Gu Yuena smiled slyly and said, "Then, Brother Fusheng, it's your turn to help me solve this now."

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Gu Yuena used her calves slightly to hook Nan Fusheng's neck and pull him towards her, then said, "Brother Fusheng, I once helped you with my mouth, now it's your turn."

"Huh?" Nan Fusheng looked up in surprise.

Gu Yuena also looked down at Nan Fusheng, her gaze filled with a hint of cunning and endless love, locking onto Nan Fusheng's eyes as if she wanted to absorb his soul into her deep eyes.

"What, Brother Fusheng, are you perhaps the kind of person who forgets kindness?"

Gu Yuena swayed her supple waist slightly, her white-stockinged legs tracing a graceful arc in the air like nimble white snakes. The white stockings rubbed gently against each other in the air, making a subtle and alluring sound, like Cupid plucking the strings of a harp.

"Of course not."

The moment the white silk lightly touched Nan Fusheng's skin, a faint electric current seemed to flow between them. The touch was smooth yet carried a subtle pressure, like a feather brushing past, leaving a deep imprint.

Nan Fusheng could clearly feel the warmth of the white silk, the warmth of Gu Yuena's body, transmitted through the exquisite fabric, causing ripples to spread across his heart.

Gu Yuena forcefully hooked Nan Fusheng's head towards her, then said coquettishly, "Then what are you waiting for? Do you think I'm dirty?"

"No." Nan Fusheng shook his head, then looked at the mysterious place, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly lowered his head to approach.

"Gurgle—"

Nan Fusheng pulled hard with both hands, and the silk fabric was instantly destroyed, revealing a mysterious place that made him swallow hard. Was Gu Yuena always this bold?

A neat, smooth crack, like a masterpiece sculpted by the earth, stretches across the space, resembling a passageway to a mysterious realm.

This crack looks as if it was cleaved open in one fell swoop by the sharpest divine weapon, or as if it were a masterpiece of nature that was displayed unintentionally.

Its edges are so neat as if measured with a ruler, without the slightest abruptness or roughness. Every line is smooth and natural, as if the most perfect geometric shape in the universe is displayed here.

The neat edges seemed to speak of an order, a natural law that transcends human understanding.

Touching the smooth rock face with my fingers, I felt no roughness at all, only a cool sensation that traveled from my fingertips, through my nerves, and into the depths of my heart, making me feel a deep awe for the wonders of nature.

A surge of curiosity and a desire to explore welled up within Nan Fusheng. This was no ordinary geological fissure; its neatness was astonishing. Every edge resembled a meticulously polished piece of jade, smooth and flawless.

As he approached the crevice, he could feel a chill emanating from its depths. It was a sense of awe brought by the unknown, as if a completely different world was hidden beneath the crevice.

Nan Fusheng began his exploration of the crack, proceeding cautiously without the slightest slackening in his mind.

Entering this crevice felt like entering another world. The surrounding air became heavy and cold, and with each breath, one could feel the chill seeping into their heart and lungs.

The inside of the crack was solid yet somewhat slippery, formed by a thin layer of water condensed from moisture left over the years. As Nan Fusheng continued to delve deeper, the air became increasingly humid.