[Red Fox Guard: Chimei's Reference]
After Mofeng finished complaining, he directly used his consciousness to communicate with the system: "System, what functions do you have?"
"This system is the Sacrifice System. Sacrifice treasures and spirit stones to gain mighty power."
"System activated. The host receives a beginner's welfare gift package: one unlimited-tier sacrifice. The stronger the sacrificed item, the stronger the reward obtained."
Upon hearing the system's words, Mofeng felt utterly depressed.
True to its name, the system was overwhelmingly, unreasonably powerful.
Yet, right now, he felt like he was about to starve to death.
Giving him a beginner's gift package—forget about food, it was completely useless.
Completely useless? Wait a minute—could he sacrifice anything without limit or restriction? Thinking of this, Mofeng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Anything can be sacrificed?"
"That's right!"
Hearing the Sacrifice System's reply, Mofeng smiled: "I want to sacrifice the 'Sacrifice System'!"
Young master here is about to starve to death anyway. If I die, I'll drag someone down with me as a companion.
Dying this time with the system keeping him company on the road to the netherworld, he figured it wouldn't be too lonely.
"This sacrifice was successful!"
Upon hearing Mofeng's choice to sacrifice it, the system replied—and then, being a system, it was suddenly dumbfounded.
"Sacrifice of the system successful. Obtained supreme rewards!"
"Supreme physique: Chaos Immortal Body!"
"Supreme talent: Infinite Epiphany!"
As the rewards were distributed, the Sacrifice System felt itself gradually vanishing.
Having completely regained its wits, the Sacrifice System let out a torrent of abuse in Mofeng's mind: You little piece of trash, you can't afford to lose, you launch sneak attacks!
You sneaky bastard, I****** "What on earth is cursing me?"
After Mofeng sacrificed the system, upon hearing the system's prompt and receiving the supreme rewards, he faintly seemed to hear cursing echoing in his mind. But that cursing was merely a flash in the pan, vanishing in an instant.
However, as those two supreme rewards attached themselves to Mofeng, he thought he was just experiencing auditory hallucinations and had no time left to care about the cursing in his head.
A pain akin to cleansing the marrow and remaking the bones surged directly through his entire body—a pain so intense it prevented him even from screaming.
Despite hurting to the point of death, his mind remained agonizingly clear, making it impossible for him to slip into unconsciousness.
This truly was marrow-cleansing and bone-remaking.
Mofeng could feel his bones being crushed and pulled out one by one, only to grow back anew.
This agony coursing through his entire body and soul made Mofeng feel like he had encountered a thoroughly deceitful system.
So much for the supreme rewards; instead, they had become the greatest torment and suffering in this world.
To hell with the Sacrifice System—this was nothing but a sneaky, scheming bastard.
He had read countless novels, yet had never seen a system so despicable, so utterly deceitful.
This wasn't any supreme reward; this was a supreme punishment.
The agony that made Mofeng wish for death and question the meaning of life lasted for a full seven days and seven nights before slowly subsiding.
As the pain faded, Mofeng had no energy left to feel the changes in his body before he collapsed directly into unconsciousness, losing all awareness.
"Empress..."
Inside the white jade grand hall, a charming woman draped in translucent red gauze, with a curvaceous figure vaguely visible beneath the semi-sheer fabric, knelt on the floor, lowering her head in contemplation.
She wanted to say something, but choked it back. Deep within the hall, on a soft couch draped in white gauze, lay a peerless woman.
Beneath her dashing, spirited straight brows was a pair of extraordinary, exotic eyes.
On the left was a crimson fox-like seductive eye, brimming with allure and charm.
On the right was a silvery-white fox-like seductive eye, giving off a detached, noble, and sacred aura.
Just looking at those strange, bewitching fox eyes was enough to set one's imagination running wild and sink them deep within.
Beneath her high-bridge nose, her tantalizing, alluring scarlet lips parted slightly as she let out a yawn.
"Haaah~"
The woman lay lazily half-reclined on the soft bed. Along with the yawn, the peerless beauty stretched lazily.
The Mount Everest on her chest became all the more towering and plump as a result.
It made one unable to help exclaiming: *To gaze upon all mountains from the highest peak.*
This was a formidable hazard—truly a formidable hazard, a peerless hazard.
Her willow waist, which could be spanned with a single grasp, lacked an ounce of excess fat, and her peach-like rounded buttocks canted slightly backward as she stretched, her slender waist arching gently.
Her pair of snow-white, flawless, long, and straight legs tensed slightly.
On her bare, dainty, and cute white jade feet were pearls of rounded toes; every single one of them was an exquisite, peerless work of art.
As she stretched, the insteps of her jade-white feet arched, and her art-like, tender toes curled slightly in an immensely adorable manner.
"Has that little thief who stole the herbs still not been found?"
The woman's lazy voice, tinged with oppressive might, rang out beside Chimei.
Her voice was clearly so pleasant, alluring, and enchanting, as if filled with temptation.
Yet this heavenly voice fell upon Chimei's ears like a sudden clap of thunder, deafening her.
Hearing this voice, Chimei—draped in red gauze—slammed her head hard against the floor, her delicate body trembling violently. Her voice shook as she replied: "Your Eminence, that herb-stealing thief is simply too cunning; there is not a single trace to be found."
"Over the past few days, all kinds of heavenly treasures have continuously gone missing from the Spirit Herb Garden, and today, a thousand-year-old blood ginseng was lost yet again."
"The sisters have been patrolling the Spirit Herb Garden day and night without the slightest slack."
"Yet somehow, we simply cannot catch that cunning wretch."
"Very well. Very well..."
Hearing Chimei's words, the peerless beauty lying on the soft bed rose from the couch and slowly stepped out from behind the white bed curtains.
"A whole group of King-realm cultivators can't even catch a single petty thief. You lot really are..."
"Doing a fine job..."
As the woman's voice fell, Chimei—who was already kneeling on the ground with a trembling frame—began to shake with increasing intensity. Cold sweat poured from her entire body in a panic: "This subordinate deserves death! Please, Your Eminence, spare my life!"
"A bunch of trash!"
As those words dropped, an overwhelmingly tyrannical and peerless aura erupted from the woman, pressing down directly upon the kneeling Chimei so that her body flattened against the floor, unable to move even a single finger.
In an instant, boundless terror enveloped Chimei, and she felt the suffocating grip of death.
"I'd like to see just what kind of divine being this herb-stealing petty thief really is."
"Stealing things right to the doorstep of me, Di Cangli!"
With those words, the furious Di Cangli vanished from the grand hall.
It was not until long after Di Cangli had disappeared that Chimei—pinned immobile to the ground by the oppressive might—dared to rise.
Even so, Chimei remained kneeling where she was; though she let out a breath of relief, her trembling body continued to quiver incessantly.