Winning Over Luo Yi? Reconciliation Is Absolutely Impossible!

When Luo Yi suddenly appeared before him, Zhou Qianfu's eyebrows shot up in surprise. But as he took a closer look, a playful smile crept across his lips.

He quickly noticed something critical: the half-emperor before him seemed to be seriously injured.

"Interesting..."

Zhou Qianfu guessed that the injuries must have been sustained in a battle with Patriarch Wenjian. But an injured opponent? That was much easier to deal with.

Placing his hands behind his back, Zhou Qianfu chuckled, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Zhou Qianfu, the great ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty. I've come here today—"

"What? You're from the Zhou Dynasty?"

Before Zhou Qianfu could finish his sentence, a look of hostility flashed in Luo Yi's eyes. The mention of the Great Zhou royal family set him on high alert. As Orion's subordinate, how could he not know the bitter enmity between Orion and the Zhou royal family? They were mortal enemies.

Now, with a powerful half-emperor from the Zhou royal family standing before him, Luo Yi knew this was not a friendly visit. His body tensed, and he swiftly drew the Emperor-killing Spear from his side.

"What a weapon!" Zhou Qianfu's eyes sparkled as he saw the spear. With his vast knowledge, he immediately recognized the weapon's extraordinary nature.

But seeing Luo Yi's defensive stance, Zhou Qianfu simply smiled and waved his hands, trying to defuse the tension. "No need to get excited. I come with good intentions. I don't wish to be your enemy."

Zhou Qianfu spread his hands, signaling that he had no intention of attacking. He was confident—there were no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. He believed that with the right offer, the enmity between them could be resolved. And given Luo Yi's injuries, Zhou Qianfu was certain the man wouldn't dare to strike first.

"Humph!" Luo Yi responded with a cold snort. He subtly signaled to Ying Mo, who had arrived after hearing the commotion, to relay the situation to Orion immediately.

Fortunately, Zhou Qianfu indeed came with the intention of mending fences and did not initiate any conflict. Watching Ying Mo's shadowy form flit away, Zhou Qianfu's interest was piqued. He had never encountered a practitioner with such shadow abilities on the Dongzhou Continent. Orion's followers were certainly a unique bunch.

Meanwhile, Ying Mo was already briefing Orion on the situation.

"Oh? The visitor claims to be an emperor of the Zhou Dynasty? And a half-emperor at that?" Orion was immediately intrigued. He hadn't expected the Great Zhou Dynasty to have such a hidden powerhouse. Until now, he had thought the strongest person in Zhou was merely a martial saint. But in hindsight, it made sense. The Zhou Dynasty was one of the most powerful in the East Continent, with a long and storied history. How could their strength be limited to a martial saint?

"The situation seems precarious..." Orion mused, rubbing his chin. Luo Yi was severely injured and operating at only 50% of his full strength, while the opposing half-emperor was at full power.

"But the fact that he didn't attack right away suggests there might be room for negotiation. Let's go meet this Emperor of Zhou."

Ying Mo's expression changed in alarm. "No, Master! The opponent is a half-emperor, and with Luo Yi injured, we can't ensure your safety!"

But Orion just smiled. "If the other party wanted to kill me, could you guarantee my safety here? Since it's risky no matter what, why not meet him and see what game he's playing? If I refuse to face him, he'll only look down on me."

Ying Mo fell silent, recalling the oppressive aura Zhou Qianfu exuded. She clenched her fists in frustration, feeling powerless against such a formidable enemy. At that moment, her desire for strength burned more intensely than ever.

Zhou Qianfu, meanwhile, was trying to persuade Luo Yi.

"Haha, as a half-emperor, you're highly respected wherever you go. Why waste your talents following a mere Zhenbei King? If you join me, I'll make you the King of Zhennan in the Zhou Dynasty! You'll hold more power than Orion himself! You could even become the Emperor of Zhou!"

Zhou Qianfu threw every possible temptation at Luo Yi, even offering the throne itself. After all, a half-emperor's value far exceeded that of a mere emperor.

However, Luo Yi remained unmoved, his expression cold. If not for his injuries and the low probability of defeating Zhou Qianfu, he would have already skewered the man with his spear.

Seeing no reaction from Luo Yi, Zhou Qianfu's eyes narrowed. Perhaps Luo Yi wasn't swayed by power or wealth, but by loyalty or a sense of duty. A half-emperor willingly serving someone like Orion must have a compelling reason—perhaps a debt of gratitude or deep-seated loyalty.

Confidently, Zhou Qianfu continued, "I bet you owe Orion a great favor, don't you? How about this: if you agree to join the Zhou Dynasty, I'll ensure all of Orion's past actions are forgiven. We'll even fulfill any of his wishes!"

"Haha, I'd like to see that empress dead!"

A cold laugh interrupted Zhou Qianfu's monologue. Startled, he turned to see Orion approaching.

"Orion?"

Zhou Qianfu's expression darkened. How dare this ant, a mere nobody, interrupt him with such a brazen demand?

But considering Luo Yi's presence, Zhou Qianfu held back his anger and said, "If that condition is impossible, perhaps you could propose another."

Orion merely shrugged. "No? Then there's nothing more to discuss."

Truthfully, even if the Zhou Dynasty had agreed to Orion's terms, he had no intention of reconciling with them. Emotionally and strategically, Orion and the Zhou Dynasty were destined to be enemies. His system grew stronger with every foe he defeated, and peace would do him no favors. Besides, Zhou Linglong's arrogance was something he could never forgive.