The divine world.

"Who is this, with a bruised face and nose? Is there such an ugly person in the God Realm?" A female celestial master looked at the God of Destiny. She had just ascended to heaven a month ago, and her rank in the immortal world had not yet been determined.

"Could it be someone who covets my beauty? Well, I was popular before I ascended, and even after I ascended, I still have so many romantic partners. There's nothing I can do about it. My natural charisma is unstoppable."

The God of Destiny was in so much pain that he could hardly open his mouth. Would this female Heavenly Master want to listen to what she was saying?

He is the God of Destiny!

Would you like a wandering immortal?

"I am a straightforward person. If I don't like something, I don't like it. I'm sorry, brother, let me end the bad fate between us." The female Taoist priest showed a golden axe.

God of Destiny: "!!!"

“Damn it!”

When the golden axe was swung at him, he blocked it with his fist.

"Ah!" The female Taoist priest was directly hit by the God of Destiny and was thrown far away, falling into the mortal world like a star.

Ahhhhh!

This girl finally succeeded in ascending, but how come I was kicked down again!

The God of Destiny clicked his tongue. He, he, he, got promoted again?

That punch he just threw was ten times more powerful than usual.

"You are...the God of Destiny? Oh my, you were such a handsome guy before, how did you become like this?

"But, how did you get promoted again? Why do you always get promoted? In just half a year, you have been promoted twice. Come and tell us, what is your promotion secret?" Several old gods came over enviously.

God of Destiny: "...I don't know."

"You are so dishonest. You didn't tell us about the good things you have. We should all make progress together and share them. Just tell me how you got promoted."

"I really don't know. This time I just had a fight with a little girl."

Can't tell them that I was beaten.

But fighting.

The kind where they fight each other.

Several people looked at each other, "Little girl?"

"Just... a little girl of one and a half years old."

"What's your last name?"

The God of Destiny thought for a moment and said, "Emperor."

"Who are you talking about? It can't be Di Abao, right?"

"Emperor Jiaoyang." God's correction of destiny.

"Di Abao is Di Jiaoyang, and Di Jiaoyang is Di Abao. Damn it, it's incredible. You definitely didn't fight with her, you must be the one who got beaten."

The God of Destiny looked a little embarrassed, but luckily his face was bruised and swollen, so the other gods couldn't see his embarrassed expression.

"You are the only ones who will not be killed. No, no, let's retreat quickly."

"In fact, it's so easy to get promoted. All you have to do is to spar with Emperor Jiaoyang. Hey, why are you running away?"

"What a joke! Are you waiting to be beaten by Emperor Abao if you don't run? You can't hit that girl! You can't hit her!" A group of people acted like birds and beasts. The gods who had surrounded her just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The God of Destiny was puzzled and scratched his head. "Strange, why did they say I was promoted twice? Yes, I was promoted once half a year ago. How did I get promoted? How could I have forgotten?"

In my mind, it seemed that the memory of someone was rapidly dissipating, turning into broken stars and disappearing without a trace.

"Emperor Jiaoyang..."

Why, when I mention this name, I feel an unconcealable pain in my heart.

But he clearly didn't know Emperor Jiaoyang.

That is, the last time he obeyed the command of Heaven and helped Emperor Jiuyang celebrate his birthday. Apart from that, did he and Emperor Jiuyang have any other interactions?

What on earth did he lose?

…

"Aunt Chun." A Bao tugged at the corner of Concubine Chun's clothes.

She didn't even notice when the little girl came in.

"Brother Nine said he was thirsty."

Concubine Chun was stunned for a moment. On the bed, Di Rongjing had slowly opened his eyes.

Concubine Chun was so frightened that she couldn't move in front of the bed.

After a moment, the crying became louder.

Concubine Chun held Di Rongjing's hand and burst into tears.

[Strange, the Ninth Prince has woken up, why is Aunt Chun even more sad? This shouldn’t be the case.]

"My son, is this a last gasp? Wuwuwu, Jing'er, take a good look at me and remember my appearance. If there is an afterlife, I still want to be your mother. Wuwuwu."

Po understood immediately.

"Don't cry, Aunt Chun. Brother Jiu is fine."

[It's not a flash of luck, I'm really fine now, not only am I fine, I can even speak tonight.]

Concubine Chun turned pale with fright, and Abao just thought that she was just too heartbroken.

Concubine Chun was already shocked that Rong Jing was able to save his life, so she didn't even dare to hope to speak up.

Concubine De walked over slowly and said, "Sister, stop crying. Let the imperial physician come and see if Rong Jing's fever has subsided and he is feeling better."

Concubine Chun finally came to her senses, "Yes, yes, yes. Imperial Physician, come quickly, Imperial Physician!"

The news that the Ninth Prince had awakened made Shuihua Palace lively.

After the imperial physician finished taking the pulse, he praised repeatedly, "How bizarre! May God bless the Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince's pulse has revived and become full of vitality. The high fever has also subsided. This... is truly something I have never heard of or seen in my life. The Ninth Prince has survived a great disaster, so he will surely have good fortune in the future."

"The Ninth Prince must be very blessed."

Concubine Chun was crying with excitement, "My son is fine. My son is not in danger, right? Wuwuwu, Abao."

Concubine Chun suddenly hugged Abao.

But Po was really scared.

"Auntie Chun, hold Brother Nine, he's over there."

[Oh my, Aunt Chun is so happy that she is stunned and can’t tell who she is holding]

"No, Abao, Auntie Chun just wants to hug you, my little Abao, my little lucky star. Jing'er was almost dying of illness before, but now that you are here, Jing'er is fine. You are a great benefactor to Jing'er and me."

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Concubine Chun happily patted Abao on the cheek and gave him a kiss.

The atmosphere in Shuihua Palace was joyous.

The little princess is a noble lady of Shuihua Palace and always has been.

The great tyrant came in and saw this scene.

Without asking any more questions, I knew that Abao must have done something big today.

“Daddy…”

"My dear baby."

Having A-bao is the greatest blessing in this life.

"Daddy, Brother Nine is fine now. Can I take Brother Nine out to play?"

"Where are we going?"

Can he come along?

He hadn't seen Po the whole day and missed him terribly.

Now that I'm holding Abao, I'm even more reluctant to let him go.

Po thought the Tyrant was just worried about her, so he waved his hands and said, "Just, go outside and play for a while."

[Go to the Heavenly Prison and find the Word Spirit]

It might not be a coincidence that this little girl is looking for Yan Ling at this time and brings Rong Jing with her.

"Well, go ahead, just be safe."

As long as Feng Zhuo was around, he never worried.

"I know, Dad."

[Who can hurt me? Even the God of Destiny was beaten away by me hahahaha]

The great tyrant is ashamed.

It seemed like I had heard another little secret of the young lady.

…

In the prison, Yan Ling had been hungry for the whole day.

My stomach rumbled loudly.

Yang Lei and the three emissaries were so hungry that they sat against the wall with sad faces.

"Your Highness, we've been waiting for a whole day, but no one has come to see us?"

Not to mention asking them to leave, there's no one to even see.