"His Majesty has taken back his own flesh and blood. Your Highness must be even more careful and lest you lose some of his favor." Mo Wuyu heard his personal attendant nervously muttering to him.
He paused, holding the talisman brush, and glanced at the celestial attendant: "You have been serving in the Yaoguang Palace for about fifty years."
Seeing that Mo Wuyu remembered it so clearly, the fairy attendant had a somewhat reserved and smug expression: "Yes, Your Highness."
Mo Wuyu nodded slowly: "You no longer need to serve here. With these fifty years of experience, you can go and take the exam to become a celestial official."
The smugness and pride on the fairy's face vanished instantly: "Your Highness, this humble fairy..."
Mo Wuyu looked up, his gentle and modest eyes carrying a hint of coldness: "Unwilling?"
The fairy servant's heart skipped a beat, and she knelt down with a thud, kowtowing: "This humble fairy is willing, thank you for your care, Your Highness."
"Go then." Mo Wuyu nodded. "When you become a celestial official in the future, remember that trouble comes from the mouth. Do not meddle in matters that are not related to your position. This is the right way."
"Yes..." The fairy attendant was somewhat annoyed and slowly retreated, knowing that he had just said something wrong and made His Highness unhappy.
After finishing drawing the talisman, Mo Wuyu asked softly, "How's the investigation going?"
A figure suddenly appeared in the previously empty Yaoguang Palace, twisting and contorting.
The woman holding a feather fan smiled and handed over the jade slip: "Your Highness is becoming more and more perceptive. As fellow gods, I can't hide anything from Your Highness. I've really grown old in these hundred years."
“The Yaoguang Palace is covered with arrays, so this palace naturally senses them. High Goddess Yuhua, there’s no need to belittle yourself.” Mo Wuyu smiled and reassured him before carefully examining the jade slip.
"She truly is Father's daughter." Seeing that Yan Ruoruo's background was clear and her background clean, Mo Wuyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his smile became warmer. "Father must be very happy."
"There is one more thing to report to Your Highness." The High Goddess Yuhua presented another jade slip: "There have been unusual movements in Xixiang Palace and Ziwei Immortal Pavilion, which seem to be related to the special bloodline of this young prince. Sifeng personally went to investigate the Yin family's background and found that their superior pills were probably made from this little guy's blood."
After carefully reviewing the investigation, Mo Wuyu said thoughtfully, "I would like to trouble you, High God, to clean up the traces. As for the rest, I will make the arrangements."
"Yes." The goddess Yu Hua replied with a smile, then her eyes flickered as she probed, "Your Highness has investigated this young prince in such detail, and I have heard that Your Highness is personally instructing him in cultivation. Are you worried that this young prince might threaten Your Highness's position?"
After all, before this young prince appeared, everyone thought that Mo Wuyu was the true successor chosen by Mo Yong.
Mo Wuyu raised his eyes, his cold, star-like gaze sending a chill down the spine of the goddess Yu Hua: "I do not wish for any unsettling elements to appear around Father, but as long as she is safe, then everything will be based on Father's preferences."
He doesn't care about the position of a god-king; he'll accept it if his father gives it to him, and he won't accept it if his father doesn't give it to him.
Everything he did from beginning to end was to fulfill the duties of a prince of the celestial realm; he had no other thoughts.
The goddess Yu Hua bowed her head: "It was my fault. I will never mention this matter again. I will take my leave."
In human terms, her prince would be called... a spoiled brat.
Dad is always right, as long as Dad is happy.
Mo Wuyu taught the young girl cultivation every day, taking on the responsibility of being the eldest brother.
He looked at the lively little kitten with incredibly tender eyes.
When my father was young, he probably didn't have a sister as cute as me.
After the little girl closed her eyes and began to nurture her spirit, Mo Wuyu indulged his desires and carelessly ruffled the kitten's head.
After the kitten woke up, he reverted to his former self as a gentleman, a prince whose flaws were impossible to find fault with.
He protected the little kitten as she grew up, eliminating any unsettling factors around her, safeguarding her, and holding her in the palm of his hand.
However, the little kitten he couldn't bear to say a harsh word to was bullied while training at the academy.
"Zi Manqing again?" Mo Wuyu lowered his eyes slightly. Wasn't the thirty lashes last time enough to teach her a lesson?
"She has also made a contract with the Soul Devouring Tower. This little girl is ruthless and has an extreme personality. She harbors deep resentment towards the young princes, and she will likely be extremely troublesome as she grows up," said the person in the black cloak.
Mo Wuyu squeezed the chess piece in her hand. It was indeed a source of trouble, but she was young, inexperienced, impulsive, greedy, and arrogant, which were her fatal flaws.
He took out a jade slip and handed it to the demon youth in front of him: "I have a forbidden book here. Find a way to present it to Zi Manqing."
"Yes, but I'm afraid she might not know how to cultivate."
Mo Wuyu smiled faintly: "It's alright, just offer it to her."
Could someone with Zi Manqing's personality tolerate being the spirit of the Soul Devouring Tower?
We have no other choice but to do this now.
Once given the method to control the Soul Devouring Tower, even knowing the endless consequences, Zi Manqing couldn't control her desires.
To destroy someone, you must first drive them mad.
As soon as she begins to cultivate, she is embarking on a path to death. The Demon Lord will not allow her to joke about the Demon Realm. If Zi Manqing fails to master her cultivation technique, she will be executed by the Demon Lord himself.
Mo Wuyu never expected that the Demon Lord would die not long after, and be swallowed by Zi Manqing and become part of her cultivation technique.
Zi Manqing ascended to the position of Demon Lord and devoured half of the Demon Realm to complete her cultivation technique.
But at that time he was forced into reincarnation, setting up an ingenious game in vain, but losing the player to wield it.
Now he simply uses the simplest methods to nip danger in the bud.
"Yes, sir." The demon youth accepted the forbidden technique and hurriedly left.
The goddess Yu Hua, who was standing behind the pillar, turned around and walked out, shaking her head with a smile: "Oh dear, I didn't expect that Your Highness's plans are so profound. Even the demon generals of the demon realm have Your Highness's hidden cards."
"Goddess Yuhua should understand that there are some things the less you know, the better." Mo Wuyu smiled gently and spoke in a soft voice as she placed a piece on the chessboard.
The goddess Yu Hua toned down her playful tone and said seriously, "This humble immortal understands perfectly well. This humble immortal heard nothing. This humble immortal came here only to hand over the affairs of the Siji Pavilion to Your Highness, and heard nothing at all."
"In the last battle against the demons, I injured my immortal essence and need to go into seclusion to recover as soon as possible."
Mo Wuyu agreed: "In a few days, I will personally escort Ruoruo and the others to Kunlun Ruins. Once you come out of seclusion, I will go and protect Ruoruo myself."
"Yes," said the goddess Yu Hua.
However, when the Goddess Yu Hua emerged from seclusion, she heard that on the way to escort Ruo Ruo, Mo Wuyu was ambushed, fought against four opponents, and perished along with them, thus falling into tribulation.
The goddess Yu Hua was deeply troubled and could only do her best to protect Ruo Ruo, watching helplessly as the demon realm spiraled out of control after losing its chess player.
Fortunately, the young prince promptly presented the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, and the emperor and empress directly broke the chessboard, overpowering all opponents with sheer force and restoring order to the land.
Meanwhile, the goddess Yu Hua unknowingly became the little princess's personal porter, picking her up and dropping her off with her fan every day.
Your Highness, if you don't come back soon, she, a dignified goddess of this realm, will soon become a babysitter.
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