Mo Yunhan glanced at He Nian.

He Nian understood immediately, quickly picked up Liu Shi, and followed her.

In the courtyard,

The Empress Dowager looked at Mo Yunzhao with a complicated expression, but before she could speak,

Akamori, wearing a mask, landed in the courtyard.

He stood a few steps away and gave a cold bow to Mo Yunzhao.

"Respectfully seeing off His Majesty."

Mo Yunzhao's expression was very unpleasant.

He was furious at the Emperor Emeritus's domineering ways, and even more furious at the Empress Dowager's shamelessness.

Seeing the Empress Dowager's gaze, he said nothing, turned around and left.

Outside Kunning Palace, He Nianxian took his leave with Lady Liu.

Mo Yunhan carried Xiao Hong and followed the Emperor Emeritus to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

As soon as she entered, Xiao Hong darted into the inner hall as if she knew it well.

The secret chamber wasn't closed again; through the iron bars, it tilted its head and looked at the tiger lying inside.

Mo Yunhan helped the Emperor Emeritus in.

Their gazes also fell on the tiger.

"This tiger..."

He wanted to ask, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know what to ask.

The feeling of having questions but not knowing where to begin left him feeling helpless.

The retired emperor coughed softly twice.

He was breathing even more heavily.

"Take her away and raise her. I've sealed off the Empress Dowager's Kunning Palace; the Emperor won't be satisfied with that. Once Jiang Qingwan has repaired the Nine Dragons Formation, give Father a word: do you want to ascend the throne?"

Mo Yunhan immediately shook his head.

The retired emperor seemed to have known his meaning all along.

He slowly walked forward and reached out to touch a raised sphere next to the door.

As it rotated, blood seeped from his palm, which was gradually absorbed by the sphere.

He seemed oblivious to the pain, his voice remaining calm.

"Even if you become emperor, you may not be able to protect those you want to protect. However, if you are not the most powerful person in the world, you may not even have the chance to protect them. Xiao Jiu, in the future, never follow in my footsteps."

Mo Yunhan was about to ask further questions.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed before my eyes.

The final seal has now been broken.

The deafening roar of the tiger echoed throughout the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Little Red had already darted inside, and like a lapdog, she sat in front of the tiger wagging her tail.

The tiger's roar disappeared, but then the tiger suddenly arched its body, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood in a convulsive manner. When it stood up, its limbs trembled uncontrollably, clearly indicating that it was severely injured.

Little Red circled around it anxiously, but was powerless to help.

Mo Yunhan asked, "What's wrong with it?"

Before the Emperor Emeritus could finish speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, and before he could even grab a handkerchief, he vomited blood.

The old eunuch rushed in immediately upon hearing the commotion.

"The Retired Emperor".

"Medicine, take your medicine quickly."

Mo Yunhan stared blankly as he swallowed the medicine, then, supported by the old eunuch, half-reclined on the soft couch.

His face was deathly pale, and his voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.

"Take it with you, take good care of it, take good care of it..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell asleep.

With red eyes, the old eunuch knelt beside the bed and carefully covered him with a quilt.

Mo Yunhan felt very sad.

Yet, I don't know how to express my heartfelt words to someone who is on their last legs.

For the past decade or so, he has wanted to ask this question, but he can no longer bring himself to say it.

...

At this moment, inside the Prince's mansion,

Jiang Qingwan did not stop the formation.

She had already sensed that Bai Shuo was on the other side of the formation.

This conclusion greatly piqued her interest.

First he was struck on the head by a lightning tribulation talisman, then he fell into a pool of mercury. How could he possibly survive?

What exactly protected him?

This allowed him to continue hiding in the palace and committing evil deeds.

She intensified her talisman attacks again, determined to kill the person and end it all.

Inside the elegant pavilion, Mu Zhen looked at the dazzling array of spiritual energy above the main hall of the royal palace, feeling both surprised and delighted.

What's surprising is that no one knows who has such abilities; what's encouraging is that this is the time when one's soul is most easily taken.

She quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, summoned four paper figures, and they flew swiftly towards the main hall.

Once she captures this person's soul and turns him into a puppet, both Jiang Qingwan and Mo Yunhan will become hers.

She will inevitably gain control of the entire Ninth Prince's Mansion.

No matter how Bai Shuo shifted his form after escaping the palace, he couldn't escape the heavenly lightning.

The common people cannot see him.

But the sound of the lightning strike was very loud.

The explosion that started from the palace, coupled with the blood-red phenomenon that appeared in the sky earlier, caused even more panic and discussion among the people.

Jiang Qingwan was engrossed in the fight when she suddenly felt a chilling aura wash over her.

She looked up abruptly and saw four paper figures flying past Qing Sui and Ye Qi, who were standing guard in front of her, and heading towards her at an unpredictable speed.

Just as they were about to approach her, the eyes of all four paper figures lit up, turning a blood-red color like a blood moon.

"Soul-capturing technique!"

Jiang Qingwan was startled and had no choice but to withdraw her hand and quickly activate her protective golden light defense.

Although the four paper figures came with great force, their skills were not strong.

With a flash of golden light, three of them shattered instantly.

The last one, seeing that things were going wrong, turned around and tried to run away.

But Jiang Qingwan reached out and grabbed it.

At this moment, large cracks appeared in the formation in front of them.

Clearly, Bai Shuo has escaped.

It was too late to repair the formation and kill the enemy again.

In a flash, Jiang Qingwan swiftly slapped the paper figure in her hand onto the still unbroken array, and the golden talisman pressed down rapidly.

The paper figure disappeared along with the golden talisman before the formation completely shattered.

The Soul-Capturing Technique is not only about captivating people's souls and minds; it can also be used to trace the traces of Daoist energy.

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