Chapter 787: The Charm Emperor and the Beautiful State Preceptor's Scheme!_1
Luo Yu was stunned at the side.
What's going on here?
Aren't you abyssal creatures invaders? How come you're acting as a State Preceptor here?
Given the Charm Emperor's cultivation level, she could easily crush the Sun Moon Emperor to death with a flick of her hand, and yet they're coexisting quite harmoniously?
Comparing the sinister and sleazy countenances of Emperor Meng and Emperor Ying to the even more dignified Charm Emperor than a human, Luo Yu's thoughts were in disarray for a moment.
What the hell, it couldn't possibly be that they're leading the high-level officials of the Sun-Moon Empire into a trap, playing them to their deaths, right?
That's not realistic.
Luo Yu could sense that, with the strength of the Charm Emperor and the woman by her side, they could easily kill everyone present if they just started attacking.
Except for him.
So what's the point of going to the trouble of gathering nine Titled Douluos?
A matter of life and death?
Luo Yu twitched the corner of his mouth. Aren't you abyssal creatures the biggest threat to the Sun-Moon Empire? What are you pretending to be?
What's the goal?
Luo Yu was utterly perplexed.
The Black Dress Charm Emperor's brow furrowed immediately when the Sun Moon Emperor said that they couldn't gather together nine Titled Douluos, looking somewhat anxious.
She turned and looked towards the graceful silhouette beside her.
"Sister Miao, can't the two of us, with those six, complete that matter?"
The lady in white shook her head.
"No, nine Titled Douluos or above is the minimal standard; it can't be lowered any further."
"This..."
The Charm Emperor was suddenly caught in a dilemma.
"If we don't find the ninth Titled Douluo soon, it'll be too late."
Luo Yu was completely confused as he listened in.
What in the world are they up to?
He hadn't planned to suddenly appear and capture the two abyssal emperors.
The task given by the System was to fall in love, not to kill.
Now it was a good time to assess the Charm Emperor's character. If there was no problem, it wasn't too late to discuss other matters.
Otherwise, it would mean seeing the blade.
Moreover, Luo Yu was very curious about what they were secretly plotting.
It wasn't right to keep lurking; Luo Yu felt he should mingle and communicate.
With a flicker, he vanished within the great hall.
Inside, the air grew tense.
No one spoke.
The Six Great Titled Douluos were getting a bit impatient, folding their hands in a salutation and saying:
"Your Majesty summoned us for an urgent matter. Why has there been no message up till now?"
The Sun Moon Emperor on high was visibly embarrassed.
Could he admit that he too didn't know what the two State Preceptors were up to?
Despite his lofty appearance on the throne, he was keenly aware that he was nothing more than a puppet ruler.
After having the misfortune of witnessing the terrifying strength of the two State Preceptors, he had completely lost his imperial authority.
He was also clueless about the origins of the two women, but he knew that disobedience meant death—their strength was only higher, not lower, than those six.
"This relates to the life and death of every being here. If you don't want to wait, you can roll out."
The beautiful woman in a black veil suddenly spoke up with a sharp voice, exuding a terrifying pressure that even made the bones of the Six Great Titled Douluos crackle.
What had been arrogance melted into compliance at once.
The Charm Emperor, no longer interested in them, looked up at the emperor and said:
"Please, Your Majesty, announce to the world that we must find another Titled Douluo, or there will indeed be grave trouble."
"But there isn't another one."
The Sun Moon Emperor tasted bitterness in his mouth. If there was one, wouldn't he have found him?
If there were ten or eight, would I obediently sit here and be overshadowed by you, acting like a puppet ruler?
Isn't my face worth anything?
"Report!"
Just then, a voice from a servant came from outside.
Upon entering, he knelt on the ground.
"What is it?"
The Sun Moon Emperor was somewhat irritable. Having been outplayed, he no longer cared about state affairs.
"We've found one, the ninth Titled Douluo has been found," the servant said, his face lighting up with joy.
"Where?"
A dark silhouette whizzed past in the great hall and appeared in front of the servant.
"Right... right outside."
The attendant forcibly controlled his mind, daring not to defile the beautiful State Preceptor before him.
"Right outside?" the Charm Emperor asked in surprise, looking at the Sun Moon Emperor as if to say, "Didn't you claim there were no Titled Douluos left within the empire?"
The Sun Moon Emperor was also completely baffled.
He didn't know either.
Where did this Titled Douluo come from?
The other Six Great Titled Douluos looked at each other, each with a face full of confusion.
At this level of strength, one couldn't achieve it by secluded cultivation in the mountains due to a lack of resources.
Therefore, top experts generally knew each other or at least knew of each other's names.
How did a strange, strong figure suddenly appear?
"Bring the person in," the Sun Moon Emperor ordered.
Soon, the attendant brought in a young man.
The moment the youth entered the room,
All eyes in the room momentarily paused.
Because the youth's temperament was so ethereal, his sharp and distinct Banished Immortal-like appearance was refreshing to everyone.
The youth walked with the vigor of a tiger and the grace of a dragon, striding to the top of the great hall.
The Charm Emperor's eyes also brightened slightly.
Having been in this plane for so long, she finally saw someone who met her aesthetic standard. This Sun Moon Emperor and the other Titled Douluos were all just old men.
"This… a Titled Douluo?"
"So young? It can't be."
Voices of disbelief came from the six powerhouses; if an old man with white hair and beard had come, they wouldn't have doubted his strength.
But the youth was so young that they truly couldn't fathom him having the cultivation to become a Titled Douluo.
How could that be possible?
Certainly not possible.
"Who is this below?" the Sun Moon Emperor inquired.
The young man stood upright, a handsome, faint smile crossing his lips.
"Luo Yu."
The Sun Moon Emperor nodded with satisfaction, smiling as he said,
"I never expected that my Sun-Moon Empire would produce such an outstanding young hero without my knowledge."
Luo Yu neither agreed nor denied.
At this moment, the Charm Emperor stepped forward:
"Your Majesty, no need for pleasantries, let's just cut to the chase."
"Luo Yu, correct? You're a Titled Douluo?"
Luo Yu shrugged his shoulders.
"What about it?"
"You don't look like one."
"I don't."
Almost everyone said in unison.
A Titled Douluo being so young was simply an impossible matter.
"Oh."
Luo Yu nodded his head.
"Boom!"
An explosive sound spread, and Luo Yu released a pressure that just matched that of a Titled Douluo, shattering the floor.
Everyone looked shocked.
"A Titled Douluo, is there truly such a young powerhouse?"
More than their shock, the Charm Emperor and the lady in the white dress with Beautiful Eyes both revealed colors of delight.
Luo Yu dissipated his aura and smiled, saying:
"I heard the Sun Moon Emperor has been spreading messages nationwide searching for Titled powerful beings, may I inquire for what purpose?"
The Sun Moon Emperor coughed dryly.
"About that, you should ask the State Preceptor."
At this time, the Charm Emperor said:
"Although your aura has just reached Titled status, you can barely join us to make up the numbers."
"To make up numbers?"
Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.
A voice came from among the six great powerhouses nearby.
"What's the matter, don't be dissatisfied. Although you're a genius, your current strength can't compare to us seasoned powerhouses."
Luo Yu couldn't be bothered with them and didn't even spare them a glance.
A Giant Dragon wouldn't care about the provocation of ants.
"Sister Miao, now that we have enough people, we can start implementing our plan, right?" the Charm Emperor looked over at the lady in the white dress.