In the torturous moment Yu Qingtan managed to utter the word "willing," her mind was as clear as a mirror. This was not true submissiveness but a tactical concealment. She knew that confronting the powerful Nether Emperor directly was like throwing eggs against rocks. The only option was to lie low and look for opportunities.
"Very good, Qing Shuang, you have made a wise decision," the Nether Emperor's mouth curved up in a satisfied smile. With a light wave of his hand, the oppressive aura and illusions enveloping Yu Qingtan instantly dissipated, leaving only the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and her somewhat pale complexion.
"From now on, you will be my foremost Nether Envoy, and I will give you the Five Elements Demon Suppression Sword. Serve me well, and your future shall be boundless," the Nether Emperor's words carried an undeniable authority yet also betrayed a recognition of Qing Tan's potential.
"Thank you, Lord Emperor," Yu Qingtan said respectfully.