Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

"This should be attributed to the guidance and support of my husband. Without the resources provided by the alliance, it would have been as difficult as climbing to the heavens for Yao Ji to reach this realm in a short time."

Evidently, after experiencing life-and-death calamities, Luoo Yaoyao’s personality underwent a drastic change, completely abandoning her original disposition and becoming more flawless.

"Hmm!"

Zheng Yi nodded slightly, without putting this concubine’s small careful thoughts in his heart.

Ultimately, Luoo Yaoyao was just a concubine of his, more like a transaction between the two sides.

The other party needed to cling to him, this towering tree, while he coveted the other party’s Innate Peach Divine Embryo and youthful beauty. Since Zheng Yi had obtained both, he was highly tolerant of his subordinates and concubines.

As long as the other party did not betray him, and acted within the framework of Zheng Yi’s principles, everything was allowed, for Zheng Yi, as the superior, did not care at all.

However, he also noticed that as Luoo Yaoyao’s realm ascended to the Foundation Establishment Stage, with a substantial increase in power, she gradually gained more influence in the Daluo Alliance, surpassing Xin Lingxian in cultivation and realm.

A portion of people saw the rare opportunity and clearly began to naturally gather under the lone Luoo Yaoyao, forming another force.

After all, without the aid of subordinate forces earlier, as one of Zheng Yi’s named two concubines, Luoo Yaoyao was weak and far from being able to match Xin Lingxian, who had the Xin Family’s assistance and a good relationship with the major Steward Qi Lin, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

But now everything was different. Luoo Yaoyao’s Innate Wood constitution enabled her faster cultivation speed and greater prospects. Once she reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was another realm entirely, and there were those who joined her, becoming her power base within the entire alliance.

Clearly, Zheng Yi’s nonchalant attitude decided the power balance of his forces.

The gentleman’s agreement between Zheng Yi and the two concubines was only verbal, and outsiders had their own judgments on the importance of these two close confidants. Some people had already made their choices about whom to side with.

But Zheng Yi did not mind this.

After all, cultivators are also human, with emotions and desires, and whatever choices they make are their decisions, as long as no one threatens the unity of the Daluo Alliance and Zheng Yi’s ultimate position of control.

Moreover, sometimes the mutual checks and balances among various forces are part of Zheng Yi’s strategy for balance, something he purposely did, and it may not be a bad thing.

No matter how the lands change, Blood Cultivators are loyal to only one person, and that person is the Nether River Daoist, which is Zheng Yi himself. As for everything else, he merely watches the rise and fall of the winds and clouds and talks about everything with a smile.

At least for Zheng Yi, this was more conducive to him controlling everything.

"All right! I got it!"

After hearing Luoo Yaoyao’s account, Zheng Yi opened his eyes and said slowly.

"This humble concubine will take her leave now."

Luoo Yaoyao, naturally adept at reading expressions, clearly saw that Zheng Yi seemed to have important matters and did not delay. After a slight bow, she turned around and left directly.

Subsequently, in the grand hall of the Daluo Alliance, Zheng Yi sat solemnly on the throne, his whole body shrouded in shadows.

Under his gaze, Steward Qi Lin’s face twitched slightly as he cautiously emerged from the back hall.

Even under Zheng Yi’s imposing gaze, even the closest subordinate, Qi Lin, felt faint chills creeping over his scalp.

There was no sound, silence pervaded the hall, as if an invisible barrier completely enveloped Qi Lin, the almost suffocating weight causing his legs to tremble slightly, almost making him kneel.

This was Zheng Yi’s warning to Qi Lin.

In Zheng Yi’s long absence, major affairs of the Daluo Alliance were almost entirely presided over by Qi Lin.

Although Qi Lin had always been exceptionally loyal, as the Daluo Alliance expanded and in his high position, second only to one, above thousands, one could not help but sometimes experience emotional fluctuations or harbor unspeakable thoughts.

As an elder who had accompanied Zheng Yi from the Qi Cultivation Stage, he had high expectations for Qi Lin, hoping to cultivate him into a City Lord who could oversee a region. Naturally, he did not wish for him to stumble over small matters.

The unseeable pressure was Zheng Yi’s punishment, but it was also a form of admonishment and care.

To let him understand what is rootless water, what is without source.

Everything you have is dependent on me. I can give you everything you desire, or I can bring you down from the clouds into dust, making you lose everything.

A single look and a single word from the superior are cataclysmic to the subordinate.

This is harsh and overbearing.

But it is also determined by the entire system established over countless years of human society. As long as you are within it, and become part of the grand system, it is an incontrovertible truth, as inseparable as a shadow.

"If in the future when I’m not here, things happen in the Daluo Alliance, you may communicate more with the two madams, but everything should still be primarily based on your opinion!"

With just a single sentence, Qi Lin understood immediately, then knelt to express that he would certainly communicate more with the two madams if any matters arose in the future.

After Qi Lin finished speaking, the oppressive air in the hall seemed to dissipate with a gentle breeze.

With the oppressive feeling lifted, Qi Lin couldn’t help but let out a sigh, suddenly feeling a cold draft blow against his back, which had become completely soaked.