Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2860

Chapter 1373: It Seems Like Yesterday

Zu’an knew that even with the Conqueror King’s strength, and despite facing various unfavorable situations, Ni Mingxuan might not be able to kill him, so he had to make thorough preparations.

He used the Myriad Transformations technique to transform into Jiang Luofu, and then, in the instant that the other party thought he had overcome the crisis and relaxed his guard after killing Ni Mingxuan, he used the Poisonous Dagger to take the other party’s life.

Now that he possessed a portion of the God of Death’s authority, the Poisonous Dagger’s power was greatly amplified; even if the opponent was at the level of a divine messenger, they would not be able to withstand the ultimate death power within it.

Feeling a powerful force surge into his body, and his level experience bar rising significantly, Zu’an thought that this feeling of absorbing other people’s cultivation was truly wonderful.

He even considered how many levels he could grow to if he absorbed all the powerful beings like Ji Mie.

As soon as this thought arose, he was horrified. No wonder techniques like the Star Absorbing Technique and the Power Dissolving Technique, which absorb other people’s power, were called demonic arts; they could indeed easily affect the user’s mind.

He quickly composed himself and began dealing with the battlefield and the Conqueror’s corpse. In truth, with his current strength, coupled with the cooperation of Jiang Luofu and the little demon queen, he could most likely kill the Conqueror if he had the intention to catch him off guard.

However, firstly, he didn’t want the two women to take such a great risk, and secondly, he had to consider the aftermath.

Historically, Dorgon had an old ailment and died in a fall from his horse while hunting, but the Conqueror was now a top-tier powerhouse among the heavens; how could he have died in a fall?

Without a sufficient reason, the higher-ups of Order would definitely investigate thoroughly, and then they would be in danger.

Fortunately, the Conqueror had acted recklessly, humiliating Tessna in the prison a few days ago, and then boasting about it to satisfy his sense of accomplishment. Now, the higher-ups of Annihilation knew what had happened in the prison, and they were all deeply concerned.

Therefore, Reversing Fate’s revenge was a reasonable explanation.

Sure enough, when the Annihilation forces finally arrived and learned of everything, no one doubted anything.

Even the most trusted confidants of the Conqueror King only suspected how Ni Mingxuan had escaped from prison, never suspecting that the real culprit was someone else.

What followed was predictable: Zu’an, in alliance with Jirhalang and Aobai, controlled Sukesaha’s forces.

Throughout the process, the young Emperor Wang Xuanjin cooperated, having had enough of the Conqueror King’s arrogance over the years.

He knew he was merely a puppet, and that the King would eventually seize power.

Now that this major threat was gone, he was finally able to step into the limelight, and how could he not be excited?

He even immediately ordered the bestowal of titles upon Jirhalang and Aobai, while also lavishly rewarding Zu’an.

Next, the group transported the Conqueror King’s body back to the capital. The Conqueror King left his trusted confidant, Ajige, in the capital to receive the coffin, intending to use the opportunity to kill Jirhalang, Aobai, and others, and regain control of the young emperor and empress dowager.

Unfortunately, when news of the Conqueror King’s death reached the capital, his power crumbled, and Ajige, known for his cruelty and unpopularity, was unable to muster sufficient forces.

After a small battle, Ajige was captured.

Zu’an was somewhat disappointed, as he couldn’t kill Ajige in front of so many high-ranking members of the Silent Annihilation faction to absorb his cultivation.

However, after the Conqueror King’s death, everyone—including him, Jiang Luofu, and the other high-ranking members of the Silent Annihilation faction—breaked a sigh of relief, and the entire capital was filled with a festive atmosphere.

The young Emperor Wang Xuanjin even held a grand banquet for his officials in the palace, ostensibly to celebrate the birth of his son, but everyone knew that it was actually a celebration of the Conqueror King’s death, and he was using this opportunity to win over many high-ranking members of the Silent Annihilation faction.

Although Zu’an had made great contributions, he was not a direct descendant of the Silent Annihilation faction, so his rewards were naturally not as great as those of Jirhalang and Aobai.

But he didn’t care and secretly slipped away to the inner palace.

Jiang Luofu had been living in constant fear lately. First came the String of No Law, then the King of Conquerors, each so oppressive, leaving her in a state of perpetual anxiety.

She hadn’t expected Zu’an to silently eliminate these two powerful figures. Just as the girls had said, this guy was a man adept at creating miracles.

“Zu’an, what should we do next?” Although she could relax a little for now, the future remained bleak.

The forces of Annihilation held absolute dominance; reproduction was extinguished, and Order was left with only a few remnants clinging to life. Annihilation’s unification of the world was unstoppable.

And when Annihilation completely unified the world, even if they thoroughly refined this world, they would contribute a considerable amount of power to their ancestors.

They themselves would likely still face certain death, not to mention Isabella and Chu Chuyan, who remained in the Order camp.

“Let’s live for today, for tomorrow we die. Why think about those worries? We can always switch allegiance to Annihilation later,” Zu’an laughed, using the alcohol as a pretext to kiss her cheeks, earlobes, and neck.

“Stop fooling around…” Jiang Luofu also realized what was happening. With her current understanding, she naturally knew that many things couldn’t be said aloud. Although it seemed like only the two of them were having a private conversation, to the true god, there were no secrets.

She trusted this man and didn’t press him further.

The little demon queen rolled her eyes. Did these two think I didn’t exist?

She didn’t want to stay and be a third wheel, so she went out to keep watch for them. After all, they were in the deep palace now, a desolate place.

Jiang Luofu naturally noticed this scene and awkwardly punched Zu An’s chest, saying, “I wonder how long the little demon queen will laugh at me for.”

Zu An didn’t seem to care, “Principal Jiang, when did you become so shy?”

Hearing the way he addressed her, Jiang Luofu couldn’t help but think of her time in Bright Moon City, and deliberately put on a stern face, “If I had known you were such a daring student back then, I definitely wouldn’t have let you into the school.”

“Yes, that’s the feeling.” Zu An looked the woman in front of him up and down, “This ugly empress dowager outfit really doesn’t suit you. Here, change into these.”

He then took out a set of office lady uniforms from the glass bead, of course, including classic black stockings and high heels.

Seeing these, Jiang Luofu looked at him strangely, “Why are you so similar to the Conqueror King?”

“It seems that everyone has similar tastes,” Zu An laughed, “These are all things I collected in the Dreamland, definitely better than the sets you found in the secret realm.”

Jiang Luofu blushed. She had found some similar clothes in some secret realms in the cultivation world, and she liked them very much back then.

Later, after entering the temple and traversing countless worlds, she realized these were workplace suits from technologically advanced civilizations, often carrying some kind of special symbolic meaning, which led her to dress much more conservatively afterward.

But deep down, she genuinely liked this style, and now that she was wearing it for her lover, there was no need to hide it.

“Turn your back.”

“I’ll help you put it on.”

“Pah~”

Finally, Zu’an couldn’t resist and turned around, hearing rustling sounds behind him: “Are you done yet?”

Just then, a leg gently nudged his body. He turned around, his breathing quickening.

The suit automatically fitted and cinched his slender, perfectly proportioned figure, without any unnecessary wrinkles or embellishments. The subtle, almost imperceptible, curve at the waistline outlined a breathtaking silhouette. The white silk blouse underneath was buttoned meticulously just above the collarbone, exuding an air of untouchable nobility—yet this very quality only amplified the desire for defilement.

But what was even more captivating were his long, shapely legs. The classic black stockings weren’t a sheer, alluring tactic, but rather possessed a delicate, matte texture, tightly encasing the smooth, firm lines from his ankles to his thighs. The

“absolute territory” between the stockings and the hem of his skirt left much to the imagination.

His long hair was meticulously pulled back, with only a few strands falling beside his ears, gently swaying and adding a touch of allure to his cool, fair face.

She even put on a pair of exquisite glasses and looked at him with a haughty and mocking gaze: “Zu, what mischief are you planning to do now?”