Chapter 2427

The Empress showed no fear of the Black Emperor’s dangerous gaze.

Her lack of fear did not mean others shared it. The others silently turned their heads away, thinking it best to pretend they hadn’t heard. Perhaps this was just a form of entertainment for the Black Emperor and the Empress, they reasoned.

"Wife, your courage seems to be growing," the Black Emperor said, looking at the Empress. she was already planning how to discipline her when they returned home.

However, she knew her well, just as she knew her. The Empress waved her hand dismissively. "Enough talk. Let’s get on with our business."

"What business do we have?" The Black Emperor couldn’t think of anything other than the Heavenly Demon Cave matter.

"I plan to become a bandit," the Empress announced loudly.

The Black Emperor, the Immortal Emperor, and Yan Aohan: (⊙o⊙)…

"Great! I want to be a bandit too," the Immortal Empress added.

The Immortal Emperor, Yan Aohan, and the Black Emperor: (⊙o⊙)…

Zhu Yanyi stood nearby with a welcoming expression. "How about we form a bandit legion? I’ll call myself 'A Patch of Cloud.' What names will you choose?"

"Then I’ll be 'A Gust of Wind,'" the Empress declared, adopting her new alias.

The Immortal Empress quickly followed up. "Then I’ll be 'A Flake of Frost.'"

Yan Aohan, the Black Emperor, and the Immortal Emperor once again: (⊙o⊙)…

It was said that three women make a drama, but these three women were far more significant. Their abilities meant this was no ordinary performance.

"Should our bandit legion have a name? What should we call it?" The Empress asked with the curiosity of a child.

Zhu Yanyi suggested, "We are using Cloud, Wind, and Frost. These are all related to weather. How about we name our legion 'Weather Pre-Explosion'?"

"Weather Forecast?" The Immortal Empress paused, confused. "What does that have to do with us? We can’t predict the weather."

"That’s not what I mean," Zhu Yanyi explained. "Our aliases are Cloud, Wind, and Frost, which are types of weather. So our group name should also relate to weather. But regardless of the specific weather—wind, frost, rain, or snow—they are just individual elements. We want to encompass all weather phenomena. So I chose 'Weather Pre-Explosion.'

It’s not about newspapers. The 'Bao' here means 'explosion' or 'burst,' not 'report.' It represents our Weather Legion bursting forth with power. In the future, others with ability can join using similar aliases, like 'Sky-Shattering Thunder,' 'Lightning,' or 'Snowflake.' Basically, we are going all-in on weather themes," Zhu Yanyi advised.

"Weather Pre-Explosion?" The Empress repeated the name softly twice, then nodded. "This is good. I think this is excellent. From now on, our legion will be called 'Weather Pre-Explosion.'"

The Empress smiled brightly. Naturally, the Immortal Empress and Zhu Yanyi had no objections.

Behind them, the Black Emperor and the Immortal Emperor wore expressions of utter exasperation. Their wives were so bored they were considering becoming bandits. Was banditry such a simple profession?

Yan Aohan looked at the Black Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, her eyes filled with pity. There was nothing she could do. Although her wife could sometimes be absurd, she would never be this absurd. her wife always had principles. Clearly, the Empress and the Immortal Empress had none. Moreover, even if they caused a huge stir, the Heavenly Dao couldn’t easily punish them. After all, they had the Black Emperor and the Immortal Emperor backing them.

The Black Emperor sighed. "Wife, how about I accompany you to film a movie instead?"

"No, I want to be a bandit," the Empress said seriously. "Don’t you think being a bandit is great? It’s a business with no capital investment."

The problem was, did they lack money? The Black Emperor’s face was lined with frustration.

The Empress’s eyes twinkled as she looked at the Black Emperor. "How about you join our 'Weather Pre-Explosion' too? Your alias will be 'Purple-Gold Thunder.'"

Seeing the Empress coaxing her husband, Zhu Yanyi silently looked at Yan Aohan. Yan Aohan walked over to Zhu Yanyi. "Want to play?"

"Yes, but it would be even better if you were by my side," Zhu Yanyi smiled at Yan Aohan.

Yan Aohan rubbed Zhu Yanyi’s head. "Since you want me to join, I will. My alias will be 'Rain in the Clouds.'"

Seeing Yan Aohan support Zhu Yanyi so readily, the Empress looked at the Black Emperor with a resentful expression. The Black Emperor glared at Yan Aohan. How dare this young man undermine her? Seeing her wife’s resentful look, she sighed. Forget it. If she wants to be a bandit, so be it. My wife is more important anyway.

"I didn’t say I wouldn’t join," he said quickly. "But look, the Yan Emperor is 'Rain in the Clouds.' I’ll be 'Thunder in the Wind.' 'Purple-Gold Thunder' doesn’t sound good. You are in me, and I am in you. This shows our love." His tone was overly flattering, clearly trying to please his wife.

Truly the Black Emperor. Her speaking skills were indeed superior. Zhu Yanyi gave a thumbs-up, thinking, Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable.

The Immortal Empress looked silently at the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor smiled bitterly. "Then I’ll be 'Snow in the Frost,' I suppose." If the Black Emperor had defected, what choice did he have?

"That’s right," the Immortal Empress nodded satisfactorily.

What could the Immortal Emperor say? With the Black Emperor and Yan Aohan siding with their respective wives, he silently agreed. Otherwise, he would become the public enemy.

"Look how powerful our bandit legion is," the Empress said, clapping her hands.

Except for the three women, the three men could only sigh inwardly. What did "powerful" mean? This situation was indeed formidable. But then they thought, Forget it. As long as our wives are happy, that’s what matters.

Zhu Yanyi remarked, "Our bandit legion is absolutely the number one in the world. Who would have thought the Black Emperor, the Empress, the Immortal Emperor, and the Immortal Empress would all be here? We are invincible. It’s so interesting."

Seeing Zhu Yanyi’s excitement, Yan Aohan could only smile helplessly and apologize to the others. There was no choice. Her wife’s happiness was paramount.

Since her wife was happy, Yan Aohan had no complaints. If she was happy, let her continue to be happy.

"Is there anything else to handle here?" Zhu Yanyi asked, looking at Yan Aohan, then at the Black Emperor and the others.

Yan Aohan and the others exchanged glances and slowly shook their heads. "There should be nothing else."

"Since there’s nothing else, let’s leave," Zhu Yanyi said directly. "Our bandit legion should set off."

The bandit legion needed to set off, so they truly had to leave. Zhu Yanyi and the others had even forgotten about Ouyang Tianyun, who was still in the Immortal Palace. For her, the current priority was a collective activity to prove the existence of "Weather Pre-Explosion."