Yue Qingling looked at her bald head and couldn't help but gently kiss the top of her head.
A tall, bald female emperor—that's quite a unique experience.
"Qingling...don't do this. I'm a nun now. Why don't you wait until I return to secular life?"
Long Zhu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
"No, no, we want nuns."
Yue Qingling stopped what he was doing and knelt down in front of Long Zhuyu.
Long Zhuyu was panting heavily, her eyes blinking as she looked at him.
The two looked at each other silently.
The atmosphere grew increasingly uneasy amidst the intense scent of burning incense.
"Let's go to the side room. I don't feel comfortable here."
"Yes, we should respect your interests and hobbies."
"This isn't just a hobby, it's my faith!"
"Okay, let's go to the side room and then give your faith a good thrashing!"
...
After Yue Qingling arrived, Dongzhou seemed to have been injected with fresh blood, and immediately regained its previous enthusiasm and positivity.
Her Majesty the Empress became diligent, radiant, and proactive.
Even the deposed emperor Long Zhuyu, who always hid deep in the palace, seemed like a completely different person at this moment.
She also returned to secular life for the sake of all living beings and took the initiative to help Leng Feiran with her work.
The two empresses joined forces to revitalize the decadent Eastern Continent.
Meanwhile, the once peaceful Lingjing Sect, under the leadership of its new and old leaders, is also experiencing a resurgence in spring.
Not to be outdone, the disciples of Yao Palace and Qingyue Sect began to work hard and strive for excellence.
What surprised everyone even more was that Lin Qingyu, the former enemy of Qingyue Sect, had now transformed into the leader of the Demonic Sect.
She went to the Northern Border, leading the Qingyue Sect, and eyeing the Northern Continent with covetous intent.
After more than a year of silence, the young talents seemed to have been spurred on by the strength of the Immortal Venerable of Yunlin Mountain, and began to seize the time to work hard and cultivate.
With the leaders taking such initiative, the people of Dongzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Dragon Saint Kingdom continues its decadent ways, it will be unable to stop the invaders.
Now, with Yue Qingling's return, everyone finally sees a glimmer of hope for survival.
Only by preparing for war can we survive the dark ages when faced with invaders.
The people of Flying Dragon City resumed their normal lives, and the streets gradually became more crowded.
With powerful figures backing them up, their anxious hearts finally settled down.
On the bustling streets, idlers started talking nonsense again.
"What did you think Immortal Yue said to the Empress? How come she got the Empress to get back to work so quickly?"
And even Long Zhuyu, who was usurped, was able to put aside past grievances and come out of seclusion to help.
We really don't understand.
"He probably said something inspirational, what else could he have said? This Immortal Yue really knows how to bewitch people."
"Are you really ignorant or just pretending? What good are chicken soup and broth?"
Only hard currency works!
I think it's G8!
In the local slang, Yue Qingling and the Empress's relationship became increasingly intimate.
The situation in Dongzhou has stabilized.
However, the crisis will not stop developing just because people start to work hard.
A massive event has occurred in the Southern Continent!
This matter is enough to affect the future and lives of everyone in the Four Realms!
Imperial Island, Royal Academy, Principal's Courtyard.
Di Zhengchen, a cultivator at the Human King Realm, stood inside the room, sweating profusely as he looked at the woman before him.
He lived for over three hundred years and experienced countless life-and-death trials.
But he had never been as anxious as he was today.
His strength is second only to one person, and above ten thousand others.
Everyone who sees him must treat him with utmost respect.
But this woman is the only one!
Empress Ziqing, the last Great Emperor of the Four Realms Continent, actually arrived here quietly from the Central Continent and accurately found his room.
Empress Ziqing sat lightly in Di Zhengchen's seat.
Although it's described as sitting, it's almost in a floating state.
Her expression didn't change at all, and she didn't even open her mouth.
She looked at Di Zhengchen quietly, and then, without opening her lips, let out a soft, melodious sound.
"Principal Di, my time is running out."
Di Zhengchen looked terrified and quickly asked, "Your Majesty! What's wrong...?"
Empress Ziqing nodded and murmured, "I am nearing my end and about to perish, and the Four Realms Continent needs a new emperor!"
Di Zhengchen said nervously, "Your Majesty, but right now, there isn't a single cultivator in the Four Realms Continent who can reach the position of Great Emperor. If you perish, then the Dark Invaders..."
Empress Ziqing did not look well. Although she had an ethereal air about her, it was clear that she was very haggard and that her life was nearing its end.
Even the greatest emperors cannot achieve immortality.
After thirty thousand years, she could not escape death in the end.
But before she died, she still needed to do something for the world.
She said softly, "So, I found you."
Di Zhengchen sighed and remained silent.
He knew that what followed would be the last words of the Purple-Green Empress.
The Four Realms Continent is finally about to face its darkest moment.
Empress Ziqing: "After my death, the strength of the Dark Invaders will increase dramatically. In my judgment, this time, they will appear in the most chaotic Northern Continent."
"Principal Di, you are the strongest cultivator after me. This time, you must gather all the cultivators you can and head to the Northern Continent to defend against the enemy!"
Di Zhengchen gave a wry smile and cautiously asked, "So, what happens after you succeed? Where will they appear next?"
Empress Ziqing's gaze drifted, looking at Di Zhengchen as if she were looking through him, at her own 30,000 years of life.
Her body gradually became ethereal, like a translucent cicada wing.
"Next time... that will be the fate of the Four Realms Continent..."
She simply vanished into thin air.
The emperor passed away quietly.
Just like her arrival, so quiet.
Di Zhengchen stared helplessly at the empty chair in front of him.
He felt as if he had aged several years in an instant.
When the emperor was alive, the invaders only caused minor trouble.
Now that the emperor has fallen, wouldn't the invaders be even more unscrupulous?
Di Zhengchen once led a large number of cultivators to besiege Bu Zhigui, and he was a man who had experienced many trials and tribulations.
But this time, he truly felt terrified.
He just stood there in the room, staring blankly at the chair in front of him.
He still couldn't believe that the empress had just vanished without a trace.
Did she really perish?
Isn't this too hasty?
You should at least leave behind some inheritance, shouldn't you?
"Knock knock knock!"
There was a knock on his door.
At the same time, Bai Ying's anxious voice could be heard from outside.
"Master, Master, something important has happened."
Di Zhengchen waved absentmindedly, and the door opened.
Bai Ying rushed in anxiously and said, "Master, just now, all the teleportation arrays stopped working."
Furthermore, the cultivators from the Northern Territory sent a message via magic, saying that the barrier in the Central Continent had been lifted, but the Supreme Holy Land had vanished.
Upon hearing this, Di Zhengchen became somewhat dazed.
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