Ruoruo asked in a confused little voice, "But didn't Mommy just say she didn't want to fight the demon realm? Why did she send Goddess Yuhua again?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, please reconsider. Don't drag the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm into conflict just to vent your own anger," Renhu, the White Tiger Clan Chief, retorted sarcastically, turning his gaze to Ruoruo.
Because of Yan Ruoruo, their clan was sealed off to the Ancient Wilderness Realm. They had to invest a lot of resources to establish themselves in the wilderness.
Now that Yan Ruoruo's birth mother is sitting on the throne with her, relying on the Emperor's Seal, he naturally finds Yan Ruoruo and her mother increasingly displeasing.
"The more you don't want to fight, the more you should show your strength so that those incompetent cowards won't dare to provoke you." Yan Qingran curled her lips. "With the emperor still here, his might shakes the six realms. What is there to be afraid of? The twelve demon kings have varying abilities. Win over some who are willing to accept the help of the immortal realm, and incite some who are irritable, impulsive, and arrogant, so that they fight among themselves."
In order to prevent the Immortal Realm from interfering in their internal strife, the Twelve Demon Kings might instead have to express their goodwill towards the Immortal Realm, vying to hand over Mo Xie to them and even offering compensation.
The goddess Yu Hua's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it immediately."
When Renhu saw that the god had agreed, he angrily waved his sleeve and remained silent.
"It involves the dignity of the imperial family, so it would be best to have a prince accompany us. We should scrape as much as we can, make certain promises on behalf of the immortal realm, win over a group of treacherous demons, and make sure the demon realm is badly hurt and thrown into chaos." Yan Qingran rested her cheek on her hand, a smirk playing on her lips, her mischievous intentions written all over her face.
With Mo Wuyu absent, Mo Yunlan, as the only human-shaped prince, was naturally sent out.
With her move, she completely outmaneuvered the demon realm. If no one capable of suppressing the emergence of the twelve demon kings, the demon realm would likely fall into prolonged chaos.
Yan Qingran has always been one to seek revenge without delay.
As Ruoruo watched Yan Qingran give orders, it was as if she saw Mo Yong. She couldn't help but lean her head against her and close her eyes in peace.
Having her mother around is like having her father around, which makes her feel incredibly safe and secure.
Seeing that Ruoruo had fallen asleep, Yan Qingran tenderly stroked Ruoruo's head. It was their own incompetence as parents that had caused such a young child to bear so much.
She lowered her voice and quickly finished arranging things, then dismissed the immortals. She picked up the materials and started thinking about making some toys for Ruoruo.
Ruoruo was indeed exhausted. She had experienced so much in the past two months, with her body and emotions going through great ups and downs. She had been constantly on edge, practicing her cultivation without sleep or rest, and today she was reunited with her mother, which made her very excited.
Now that I relax, I fall into a deep sleep.
The more Renhu looked at Yan Ruoruo, the more he felt that she was useless and spoiled.
The immortals were having a meeting here, and this whole mess was caused by her. Instead, she just went straight to sleep, showing no sign of imperial dignity whatsoever.
His gaze then fell on Mo Xuanshuang, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
After the immortals dispersed, Mo Yunlan went to the demon realm with the high god to handle some business, Mo Jinyan stayed behind to accompany Ruoruo after leaving her, and Mo Xuanshuang had to return to her palace to cultivate.
He was even more distressed than Mo Yunlan. At least Mo Yunlan could lead them to safety when they were in danger, but he could only hold them back.
If Ruoruo still firmly believes that he will become a war god in the future, he no longer dares to slack off.
Once he becomes the God of War, he will definitely defeat Mo Yunlan first!
Just as he was still immersed in his blissful fantasy, a familiar old man blocked his way: "Young Master."
When the little white tiger saw the Ren tiger, its tail, which had been raised, drooped involuntarily: "What are you doing?"
"Young Master, the White Tiger Clan is now struggling to establish itself in the Ancient Wilderness Realm, but resources are depleted, and they are suffering terribly!" Renhu exaggerated the facts with a pained expression. "Many of the cubs born this year are not receiving the best spiritual energy to nourish them, and growing up like this may damage their foundation."
The White Tiger Clan is one of the four great immortal clans, with industries spread across all realms. How could they possibly run out of resources and suffer unspeakable hardship in just one year?
Life in the Ancient Wilderness Realm cannot compare to the luxurious and carefree days in the Supreme Heaven, but it is certainly not as harmful to the foundation of a newborn as he claimed.
But Mo Xuanshuang was simple-minded and didn't think so much. He took off the pendant around his neck: "These are my savings over the years. Give them to the little white tiger first. I'm running a shop with Ruoruo and we've made some money. I'll give you more subsidies later."
Ren Hu felt a lump in his throat. How come they were so short of Mo Xuan Shuang's things? What could that little bit of stuff possibly be enough?
"Young Master, this little bit is just a drop in the ocean. Why don't you go and plead with the Lord to let our clan move back to Wushangtian?" Renhu coaxed the little white tiger.
"No, who will look after my fiefdom if you move back?" Mo Xuan Shuang immediately widened her eyes. "How about we put the little white tiger in my palace and I will raise it? After I take human form, I can go to the Ancient Wilderness Realm to guard a region, and then you can come back."
Renhu grew anxious: "Young Master, are you really going to the Ancient Wilderness Realm? That's a desolate place! Wild beasts roam freely, and we have to patrol and be on guard every day. If it gets damp, it will be even more dangerous."
Shouldn't you try to stay in the Supreme Heaven?
"A true man's ambition lies in all directions. I, Your Highness, do not wish to be released. I wish to become a war god of the immortal realm and guard the gate of the ancient wilderness! Just like my father did back then. Besides, what good is there in staying in the Supreme Heaven?"
"If Ruoruo doesn't have time to play with me, then this place will be the same every day, so boring it'll kill me." The little white tiger's eyes were full of ambition.
Renhu was so angry he almost had a heart attack: "Young Master, you're confused! If you don't stay in the Supreme Heaven, how will you compete for the position of God-King? Don't you want to be like the Sovereign, dominating the Six Realms? Your fiefdom should be in the most prosperous place, so you can obtain the greatest benefits!"
The little white tiger glanced at him, then angrily put the pendant away: "These are the resources that I, Your Highness, have worked so hard to accumulate. If you don't want them, fine."
I, Your Highness, do not wish to be a god. How boring! Like my father, trapped in the shrine every day?
"It would be better to go to the fiefdom and live a carefree life. What's so great about a prosperous fiefdom? I can't handle the training there. I definitely need to go to the battlefield to be forged into the strongest war god, to protect Ruoruo. And then, if Ruoruo is happy, she'll definitely refine lots and lots of pills for me and play with me every day."
"Your Highness Mo Xuanshuang!" Renhu was furious when he heard him calling her Ruoruo repeatedly. He thought Mo Xuanshuang was extremely stupid. "You're still thinking about that Yan Ruoruo! If it weren't for her, how could my clan have fallen to this state!"
Besides, if you don't seize the throne, are you going to let that brat take advantage of you and sit on the throne, ordering you around and letting you control your life?
"Since Mo Yong favors her so much, he will surely recklessly hand over the throne to her, and the entire Immortal Realm will be ruined in that scourge's hands."
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