Chapter 133

Upon seeing this, Gu Dao's voice could not hide his excitement:

"Since Xiao Wu knows everything, Father Emperor will no longer hide anything from her."

"If Xiaowu is willing, the Emperor Father can give half of these six realms to Xiaowu. With you by her side on the path to godhood, perhaps she won't be too lonely."

Gu Dao did not get up. He looked up at Ling Wu, but it was as if he was looking down at her.

At that moment, a woman draped in a cloak outside the door asked in a hoarse voice, "Father Emperor, what about me? To you, is Yao Guang not even as valuable as this random immortal?"

A hundred years ago, the Emperor saved her from Gu Lingwu's lash, only because he was worried that she would tell Gu Lingwu about the forbidden area while in pain.

But she never revealed a single word at the time!

But what happens next...?

Afterwards, the Emperor imprisoned her in a forbidden area, where she was forbidden to leave for a hundred years!

Ha, isn't the Emperor just afraid that if she tells Gu Lingwu, Gu Lingwu will ruin his plans?

But why must she be taken along on this path to godhood now?!

Gu Dao didn't even glance at Gu Yaoguang, but only said to Ling Wu, "Xiao Wu, are you willing?"

Ling Wu lowered her eyelashes, concealing the turbulent undercurrent in her eyes, "Does the Emperor Father think that you are still qualified to share the Six Realms with Xiao Wu?"

Gu Dao's eyes grew even brighter, "Does Xiao Wu really want to become a god?"

His voice lowered by three decibels, as if he were pleasantly surprised that she shared his thoughts.

Ling Wu frowned, and when she saw Gu Yaoguang biting her lip and swaying slightly, she gently waved her hand to add a soft chair for her.

Then he smiled at Gu Dao and said, "Indeed."

Gu Dao's doubts had not diminished, but he felt a bit of joy because of these words.

"I know of ancient secret techniques. Together with the four supreme treasures in Xiao Wu's possession, we will extract the divine bone of the god, split it in two, one for you and one for me. What do you think, Xiao Wu?"

Ling Wu was not satisfied, "But the Emperor is still hiding something from Xiao Wu."

After speaking, Gu Dao tapped the table with his finger, exhaled a breath of stale air, and sighed:

"I can also share half of the power of the Heavenly Dao with you. I have not yet become a god, and I have not yet absorbed the power of the Heavenly Dao. You need not doubt this matter."

Ling Wu glanced at Gu Yaoguang, who was still trembling slightly after sitting down. She was wearing a cloak, so her full appearance could not be seen, only her pale lips.

But her presence served no purpose, so she withdrew her gaze, nodded to the ancient road, and said, "Then, Father Emperor, may I take Xiaowu to see Him?"

Upon hearing the word "He," Gu Dao paused for a moment, then his eyes turned cold.

The swaying Gu Yaoguang felt Gu Dao's gaze fixed on her, but she lowered her head and remained silent.

Since he loves his Xiao Wu so much, then let his Xiao Wu personally destroy all his hopes.

Gu Dao's expression darkened slightly, but he did not directly refuse. "Why not first overthrow the Six Realms, leaving Him with no hope, before going before Him? Otherwise..."

Ling Wu nodded. "It was the right thing to not underestimate the enemy."

She turned her head and smiled knowingly at him, her eyes revealing a chilling lust for power, which lessened the wariness in Gu Dao's eyes.

Then, Lingwu's red lips parted slightly, "After the matter is accomplished, the rules of the Six Realms must be formulated by me."

Seeing that Lingwu still hadn't forgotten the rules he adhered to, Gu Dao's lips curved slightly, with a hint of indulgence, "When the time comes, it's just a matter of saying a word."

Upon hearing this, Ling Wu's smile widened.

She didn't talk much with Gu Dao, just a few words, but Gu Yaoguang witnessed their "transaction" in its entirety.

Therefore, when she was confined to a torture chamber by the chain of law enforcement, she showed no joy or sorrow.

"Father Emperor, if in the end..."

She muttered to herself, but no one could hear the second half of her sentence.

Meanwhile, Lingwu was sitting under a tree in the Yue Lao Temple, enjoying the tea that Yueying had personally served her.

Although it is tea, it is sweet, mellow, fragrant, and refreshing.

She took a few sips before setting down her cup and looking at the ancient path to the side. "How did you manage to transform the marriage tree into what it is today?"

Gu Dao pursed his thin lips slightly, his tongue, numb from the bitterness of the tea, pressed against his palate, and glanced coldly at Yueying.

But then she saw Yueying standing behind Lingwu, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

"This is my person, Father Emperor, you must not touch her," Ling Wu said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Yueying became so smug that her chin practically floated to the sky.

If he had known, he would have added more bitter water to the Heavenly Emperor's tea!

Seeing this, Gu Dao understood everything. He frowned and put down his teacup. "Not to mention the future, even now, not just any immortal lord is worthy of you."

The moon shadow, subjected to veiled insults, remained silent and gritted her teeth!

Ling Wu merely glanced at Gu Dao indifferently, saying, "The Emperor Father hasn't yet explained why the Marriage Tree has changed like this."

She now holds the most precious treasures of the four realms, and she is in control.

Having understood the situation, Gu Dao took a deep breath, glanced at Yue Ying, and then spoke:

"The celestial treasure can be used on the Marriage Tree; with just a thought, it can be destroyed."

However, the Marriage Tree has far-reaching implications, and changing the fate of billions of living beings requires a tremendous amount of divine power.

Furthermore, the Demon Lord, who was spying on the secrets of heaven, stopped him, which almost caused the plan to fail.

Fortunately, the Demon Lord had also entered the domain, so even though he possessed the Demon Realm's supreme treasure that could restore the Marriage Tree to its original state, it was to no avail!

Later, the Demon Lord reluctantly gave up his most precious treasure, allowing him to escape.

Fortunately, Lu Xuanzhi noticed something was wrong and drew his sword to kill him.

As for why the Demon Lord didn't explain to Lu Xuanzhi, it must be because he considered Lu Xuanzhi as one of his own.

After pondering for a while, Gu Dao withdrew his light gaze from Yue Ying.

"It was thanks to the Old Man Under the Moon's Meng Po soup that the Marriage Tree had that fleeting opportunity." Otherwise, the Marriage Tree, a creation of heaven and earth, would not be so easily influenced.

Yueying's slightly raised chin paused, her face paling, but then she heard Lingwu's reassuring words:

"Yes, it's all thanks to Xiaoyue." Lingwu patted Yueying's hand with a heartfelt smile.

She slapped the moon's reflection until a faint blush returned to her face.

Seeing this, Gu Dao, feeling a rush of qi and blood to his head, rose and flicked his sleeve, "This emperor will take his leave first, Xiao Wu, you..."

He sighed deeply, leaving only the words: "From now on, half of the six clans will belong to you. As for now... just play around."

Lingwu ignored him and only withdrew her hand from Yueying's hand after he turned away. Then she took out the black jade thumb ring.

After a moment's hesitation, the abnormality of the marriage tree was not restored.

The shy Moon Shadow ultimately didn't dare to ask, "Immortal Venerable, do you wish to marry this humble immortal?" The words that were on the tip of her tongue became—

"Why is the Immortal Venerable so feigning compliance with the late Emperor?"

Lingwu simply shook her head, not mentioning the forbidden area to him, only saying, "There is a god behind him."

"God?" Yueying pursed her lips.

Lingwu lifted the red rope hanging under the marriage tree and left, but after taking only two steps, she turned back and smiled at him.

"Xiaoyue must protect the marriage tree."

Ling Wu smiled gently, "Thank you for your kindness over the past millennia, Old Man of the Moon."

She was dressed in a flowing, cloud-like gown, her graceful figure captivating. Every movement she made was like a celestial flower blooming amidst a sky full of stars in the night, yet it also exuded an indescribable tenderness and affection.

Such a magnificent sight kept his eyes glued to the viewer.

Lingwu waited no longer for the young man in red to reply. Her clothes fluttered, and her skirt billowed like butterfly wings. She never looked back again.

The moon's shadow remained stunned for a long time, its heart overwhelmed by immense joy and a contradictory fear.

Will he ever see her again?