After a few days, the old emperor of the Fire Kingdom woke up.

His face was pale and listless, as if he was hanging on to his last breath, but at least he was still alive.

"The Turkish holy water really works!" Yang Lei praised.

The old emperor was so angry that his face turned black. What’s the use of doing this?

He felt that he was no different from before, at most he had been in a coma for a few days and it was a temporary relief.

But can he tell everyone about this?

Of course not!

No one believed it.

Although the old emperor was awake, he could only speak with difficulty and his body was still paralyzed.

"Father, wuwuwu, you are finally awake. I missed you." Prince Yan Ling came over crying.

The old emperor was already furious. After all, not only did he give up a silver mine because of the Word Spirit, but he was also almost sickened to death by the holy water of the Earth Country.

Prince, you are still too young after all.

He needs to be trained well so that he knows what it means to be careful with words and actions.

"Miss me, how about you lie on the bed for me?"

Yan Ling was still young after all. "Even if I help you lie down, you won't get better in a short time."

Not getting better...

These words were like needles piercing the old emperor's heart. "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Prince Yan Ling lowered his head, very unhappy to be scolded.

The old emperor almost forgot that his son was a man of bad qualities but not good ones.

Yes!

Bad spirits...

The old emperor suddenly thought of a good idea, "Prince, do you want to go on a long journey?"

The old father had a déjà vu feeling that he wanted to send this little trouble away as soon as possible.

The little prince tilted his head, as if thinking about something. Traveling far away... probably means playing.

He nodded his head, "Father, can I go on a long journey?"

"Of course, if you want."

"I do. I do. I really do." After all, he is only seven years old. He is still a child and it is time for him to play.

The old emperor was very pleased.

"But father, how can I travel far away?" Before, his father would not allow him to leave the palace every time. In the past few years, he has been keeping a very strict watch on him. It can be said that he has rarely left the capital, and the farthest place he has been to is the Tiansheng Dynasty.

"Where do you want to go?"

Yan Ling chuckled, "Father, can I choose the place myself?"

"Um."

"Then let's go to... the Heavenly Holy Dynasty."

Emma!

Yan Ling's words exactly reflected the old emperor's thoughts. It turned out that the father and son were in sync and thought alike.

The old emperor's eyes lit up, "Why do you want to go to the Tiansheng Dynasty?"

"Hmph, I heard that there is a very powerful little princess in the Tiansheng Dynasty. I didn't see her last time I went there, so I must catch her this time. I want to see what's so powerful about her. Isn't she just a princess?"

"What the Word Spirit said makes sense. Then let's go to the Tiansheng Dynasty and bring disaster to them."

Ha ha ha ha.

The old emperor was overjoyed.

It seemed that once the Word Spirit left, the bad luck would be taken away with it.

"Disaster?" The Word Spirit nodded, "Father, I understand. Don't worry, I will do a great job and make up for the humiliation we suffered the last two times! I will make sure that the Tiansheng Dynasty will regret their actions."

Just one word from him can bring disaster to the Tiansheng Dynasty. Humph, just wait!

"You are truly my good son."

"Your Majesty." A guard whispered something in the old emperor's ear.

The old emperor's smile froze when he heard this. "Is it possible that the Thirteenth Princess ran away to the Tiansheng Dynasty?"

"According to the secret guards, the Thirteenth Princess disappeared at the border of the Tiansheng Dynasty. It is very likely that she is hiding in the Tiansheng Dynasty."

"That's great! It just so happens that the Word Spirit is visiting the Heavenly Saint Dynasty this time, so why not go and let them investigate the whereabouts of the Thirteenth Princess." The old emperor thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Wait."

The queen on the side:?

Several ministers: ???

Prince Yan Ling was a little unhappy, "Father, father, you are not going to suddenly change your mind and not let your son go out to play again, right? Please don't."

The old emperor glared at him and said, "You want to change your mind, but I don't agree. I think it's not appropriate for you to go like this."

Yan Ling squinted her eyes, "Yes, yes, yes, father, does our Fire Nation have any magic weapons or something that I can take with me? I remember the last time I went to the Tiansheng Dynasty, the prince of the Earth Nation held the holy water bottle every day and even slept with it.

I also want to have a baby to hold, so that I can feel at ease."

"It's true." The old emperor's eyes lit up.

The Queen looked curious and asked, "Your Majesty, the Fire Nation only has one treasure, the Prince of Words, right? Besides this, what other treasures do we have?"

"Stupid!" The old emperor glared at the queen. Considering that the queen had been with him every day during this period, the old emperor did not say anything too harsh.

The queen was thinking MMP.

"We have a national god in the Fire Nation. When you go there, hold the national god in your arms. She will protect you."

Yan Ling was stunned, "Father, you want me to hold the black sword of the God of Judgment?"

"That's impossible. Go, call the illustrator." The old emperor was very happy.

The painter arrived soon.

The queen and the ministers had no idea what the old emperor wanted to do until he sent everyone away and left only the painter.

"I want you to paint the face of the national god."

The painter was shocked. He had never seen a national god in his entire life, let alone painted one.

Oddly enough, it seems that the national god of the Fire Nation was only seen by the late emperor, but as for what the true appearance of the God of Justice looked like, there is really no record of it.

"You are the best painter in the palace. I believe you can paint it. I have seen the national god with my own eyes. I will describe it orally, and you can just show her in the painting."

The painter was very excited and said, "I am willing to give it a try."

"It was a child, probably... less than two years old."

The painter holding the brush: ???

This is the first time I heard that the God of the Fire Nation is a baby.

After about an hour, the painter showed the finished painting to the old emperor. The old emperor, who could only think, smiled with squinted eyes, very satisfied, "Pass the order down, reward."

The artist's painting skills are very good, and he has almost painted Po's face 70% to 80%.

The old emperor was extremely happy, and looked at Abao with eyes full of piety and awe.

Is this a child?

No no no.

This is the God of Judgement of their Fire Nation!

But... he had never heard the late emperor say that the God of Judgment was a child.

The old emperor suppressed his doubts and invited Yan Ling and the queen in.

Then, he ordered his personal eunuch to roll up the scroll. When Yan Ling, the queen and others came in, they saw a rolled-up painting next to the old emperor.

"Word Spirit, come here. The one painted here is our ancestor, the God of the Fire Nation. Hold him tight."

Yan Ling never thought that his father would really give him a treasure. He was so moved that he almost cried, "Father, can I open it and have a look?"

The queen and several ministers were also very curious.

What does God really look like?