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An Zhao slowly led me to the window, and I looked down to see a variety of handsome men each performing their duties.
With a serious expression, he said, "Master, you hold the power of life and death over everyone."
At his words, I couldn't help but shiver, startled by the weight of such immense power.
After a moment of hesitation, I generously replied, "I can pass my skills on to the other elders."
However, An Zhao calmly responded, "Without your powers, Master, you would only face death."
Well... this was something I needed to think over carefully...
As a woman of noble ideals and high morals in the modern world, one who values chastity as life itself, how could I allow such despicable and shameless acts to occur?
An Zhao added softly, "Unless Master dares to defy the heavens and let all male servants cultivate the Yin-Yang Universe Technique..."
Suddenly, my eyes lit up; this actually seemed like a good idea.
At my first meeting after becoming the Master of the Flying Immortal Palace, I took a deep breath and announced loudly, "I have decided that everyone will cultivate the Yin-Yang Universe Technique."
As soon as this proposal left my lips, it was met with strong and fierce opposition from the Elders.
"Master must not."
"Absolutely not! The Grandmaster has explicitly stated that this technique can only be cultivated by women and solely by the Master."
"To go against the Grandmaster's wishes would surely invite divine retribution."
I watched them with a sense of displeasure as they grew excited, and I raised my arm to declare, "This Princess has made up her mind; it is settled."
My good intentions brought me to the brink of disaster. I had thought of myself as the noble palace master, high above, controlling the lives and deaths of others. No one dared to challenge me; even if the Elders wanted my position, they would have to compete with me openly in the annual contest.
Completely unguarded, I lay sprawled on my bed without a care in the world.
Suddenly, the temperature in the room plummeted, sending a chill down my spine. In an instant, sword lights flashed around me like lightning.
Panic surged within me; I was just a novice who understood only internal energy and not any techniques. Faced with this sudden attack, I had no means to defend myself.
"An Zhao, help! Help!" The only person I could call for was my ever-gentle steward.
"Master, follow me," An Zhao said as he appeared.
Like a shadow, he swiftly broke through the encirclement without hesitation, blocking a fierce sword strike meant for me. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of danger.
I ran desperately behind him, my eyes fixed on his back, watching as blood stained his clothing red.
What kind of man is he? Living under the oppression of women for so long, yet willing to risk his life to save me. Since arriving in this inexplicable ancient world, An Zhao has been the only one who has truly cared for me.
I shook my head helplessly, sighing inwardly; though he was foolishly loyal.
At that moment, the Elders pursued us relentlessly, their footsteps growing closer like a death knell.
"There’s a cave!" My eyes suddenly lit up as I exclaimed, "An Zhao, do you know how to get inside?"
An Zhao's brow furrowed deeply as he hesitated before finally saying, "I do know how, but... that is a forbidden area of our sect. No one but the palace master is allowed to enter."
As soon as I heard that, I immediately panicked and shouted, "What nonsense about forbidden grounds? What time is it?"
An Zhao shook his head firmly. "No, An Zhao cannot violate the rules."
I silently cursed in my heart; no one knew, really, not even God would I tell.
Hmph, look at that, foolish loyalty, utterly ridiculous.
Anyway, he had lost too much blood and didn't have much strength left.
I gritted my teeth and took a quick step forward, throwing him over my back.
An Zhao's body seemed to tremble slightly. I knew that in the minds of these men, having a woman carry him was almost like rebellion.
The stone door of the forbidden ground was covered in intricate patterns. An Zhao's face had turned extremely pale, and I estimated that the people behind us were closing in fast. He weakly whispered, "Master, let your blood drop on it."
I was secretly amazed; wow, the Yin-Yang Universe Technique is truly something special.
I didn't dare hesitate for a moment. Following his instructions, I cut my finger and let my blood drip onto the stone door.
With a loud rumble, the stone door swung open. I quickly rushed inside with him on my back as the door slowly began to close behind us.
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