Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 229: Return gift ​

The Holy Sun Empress, known as the Empire’s hope and the most beautiful woman to ever exist.

She was the pillar of the Empire; all the major decisions lay in her hands. The four supergiants worked as her limbs.

Her information network spanned vast distances and ran deep. She was similar to a goddess to the people of the Holy Sun continent. But...

These things do not give the Imperial throne and authority to rule the continent. The Empress was also one of the strongest cultivators to exist in the present timeline. Her strength was monstrous.

She had singlehandedly slaughtered the previous ruling family, aka family members, and ascended to the throne.

In the imperial palace of the Holy Sun Continent.

The hall was as loud as ever, with the Elders and Ministers discussing various topics. Ranging from the recent disturbance of the Divine Sword Sect to the...disturbances of the Divine Sword Sect.

There were various arguments and solutions, but all of them agreed on one thing. And they were all incredibly happy about it.

The fall of the Divine Sword Sect and the distribution of its resources.

High above the pedestal, on the grand throne of the Holy Sun Empire itself. Sitting in a lithe figure, the mere movement of her body sent the men present in the hall to their knees.

She was the most beautiful woman known to the continent, second to none.

Step. Step. Step.

The doors snapped open. A pair of hurried footsteps echoed throughout the hall. In an instant, the entire hall went silent.

It was Arcturus, the general of the Empire. Seeing him walking, all of the ministers and Elders quietened down.

They all looked at him curiously, in his hand. He was holding a medium-sized box. Arcturus was smiling ear to ear.

After a second, he reached the end of the carpet and suddenly bowed.

"Long live the empress!! I have come with a response from the Divine Sword Sect!" He said excitedly. Although only one of them had returned after relaying the news. He didn’t pay too much attention to it as it was incredibly common for the delegates to die.

"So, the Divine Sword Sect had finally given their response, huh!"

"Of course they would, Ophelia is probably shivering right now!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Hmph! How dare she go against the Empire?"

The announcement of Arcturus set a chain of discussions and conversations. But Arcturus ignored them all. His attention was solely on the figure seated at the top.

"Oh? So fast? This is unlike her nature, nonetheless. Open the box."

The Empress’s melodious voice echoed throughout the room, making heads snap in her direction.

"As you wish, Your Highness."

With a bow, a wave of energy blasted open the box.

"HUHHH!!"

"W-WHAT IS THAT THING!!?"

"N-NO WAY"

The moment the content inside the box was released, the entire hall erupted in curses. Some even started vomiting on the floor.

Even Arcturus frowned when he saw the thing...it was a grotesque, mangled meatball. Arms, heads, legs, and bones mixed and sewn together. Just looking at it made the cultivators vomit in horror.

Even the Empress raised her brows when she saw, just as Arcturus was about to touch it. The grotesque meatball suddenly shook.

Arcturus hurriedly took a few steps...just in case something unexpected happened.

The meatball began convulsing lightly and from the corner of its flesh. A small light flashed.

The Empress looked at it amusingly, "Is that...a recording jade?"

The crowd watched this curiously, wondering what was happening. But none of them spoke.

"Hah! Good evening to all the gentlemen present here and a special greeting to the Holy Sun...Bitch."

Suddenly, an arrogant voice echoed across the room. For a moment, there was a pin-drop silence. A second later, chaos erupted!

All of the present cultivators’ faces went white with fear; the colours on their faces drained entirely the moment they heard the words of that arrogant voice.

"Ah, I apologise for my rude words. It’s just that I’m a bit of a romantic man. And my feelings were a bit hurt. Chuck, coming to the main topic, Dear Empress. Your paths amuse me, they are very generous...but I’d like to introduce some of mine as well."

The recording continued, the man’s tone playful, as if he weren’t speaking to an Empress but to a friend with benefits.

"This Sovereign offers you four choices, the first one. Become my Imperial pet and crawl to my sect on all fours, naked and with a collar. And oh! The collar is inside the box; you don’t have to go through the trouble of buying a new one."

"INSOLENCE!!!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!?" Arcturus roared from the back, his aura surged like a tidal wave, and destroyed the meat of corpses in one single hit.

A horrifying killing intent spread from high above...the present Elders and ministers visibly gulped. Just as they thought that this farce was over, a chuckle resounded throughout the hall.

"Fool, did you truly think I didn’t know you would attack me? Heh. Anyway, I’ll continue. The second choice: Strip naked and brand this on your forehead, ’Rahu’s Whore’, and become my cauldron.

Third choice: Surrender every woman of the Royal Family, your sisters, daughters, aunts, and mothers. Hahaha!!"

A few seconds later, the arrogant and cruel voice dissolved into nothingness. The moment it ended, the entire imperial hall fell into a suffocating silence.

No one spoke; heck, they didn’t even dare breathe.

It was as if time itself were frozen.

CRACK!!

One of the Elder’s teeth shattered under the sheer force of his jaw, and blood seeped from his lips...yet, he didn’t care.

"T-This..."

A minister’s voice broke midway, his legs gave out as he collapsed on his butt.

"W-What was that?"

"T-This is beyond treason! This is straight up...suicide."

Arcturus stood in a frozen place, his fists clenched so tightly that the space around him cracked slightly,

His face twisted in rage and humiliation.

This wasn’t merely an insult to their Goddess...it was an insult directly to the Empire!

Arcturis slowly lifted his head towards the throne; his lips trembled.

"Y-Your Mjesty..."

Every single person fell to their knees almost instantly—not out of respect, but out of fear and desperation.

Because at this moment, the most terrifying person in the hall wasn’t the man who sent the message, but...

The Holy Sun Empress. She hadn’t moved, not a single inch. Her posture remained perfect.

But...

CRACK!

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