"We have to try to find out. Father is still waiting for my medicine, and we don't know how much longer he can hold on... Besides, Brother Demon Lord is also my savior, and he needs medicine too."
Ruoruo was only thinking about her father and her savior, and never thought about what would happen to her.
Qingxing's feelings became increasingly complicated: "Alright, I'll help Your Highness find the Demon Lord."
Ruoruo then took out the insights and pill formulas left by the God of Green Wood that she had compiled over the past few days, and began to arrange the pill refining process in a muttering voice: "I have never refined a Nine-Turn Golden Pill before. I have to start learning from the First-Turn Pill. I don't know how long it will take to succeed."
"Father must be worried about me since I haven't been back for so long. By the way, Asakusa, didn't you send a letter to Father for me? Has he replied?"
The little girl muttered her plans for a long time, then suddenly remembered that she had written a letter to her father before she went into seclusion.
Qingxing smiled and said, "I've been with the young prince the whole time and haven't gone to get the reply yet. I'll go and call the Demon Lord to get it."
"Then I'll leave it to you!" Ruoruo felt that she had arranged things, and immediately began to enjoy the food without a care in the world.
Qingxing, on the other hand, felt extremely tormented.
He went out and called Mo Xie, handing him the letter: "You have the bloodline of the Immortal Realm, so go from there. Disguise yourself well and say you are Ruoruo's servant, then deliver the letter to that Immortal Realm Queen."
"Return after you retrieve the reply, and don't reveal Ruoruo's whereabouts. You handle everything else."
Now that Mo Yong is in seclusion and Mo Wuyu is undergoing reincarnation, it is already difficult for the Immortal Sword to stabilize the current situation. Although that Empress has some methods, her cultivation is too shallow and she will not amount to much in the end.
That's how Qingxing gradually convinced herself to send the letter out.
Mo Xie hesitated for a moment, but immediately accepted the order and left.
He had not seen the emperor with such an expression in a long time. The emperor always planned carefully before acting and would never do such a risky and thankless task.
I only hope that Your Majesty's painstaking efforts will ultimately have a good outcome, and that the young prince will not do anything that Your Majesty will regret.
Mo Xie completely ignored the fact that Ruoruo had been tricked and robbed by Qingxing.
He could only see a trace of pity from his own sovereign for the weak, a pity that came from a position of superiority.
After finishing her meal, Ruoruo the cat hugged Kunlun and jumped to the windowsill, where she curled up happily to bask in the sun and sleep.
After being tempered by lightning and elixirs during this period, the withered and damaged buds of Kunlun have sprouted again, and are even greener.
It grows its own buds larger and places them over the kitten's head to prevent the sunlight from shining directly into the kitten's eyes.
Qingxing reverted to her appearance as a demon lord, leaned over the window, and brazenly reached out to pet the cat.
Indeed, the soft touch was very pleasant.
Ruoruo whimpered uncomfortably and curled herself up even tighter, covering her head with her nine tails to block out any outside disturbances.
Kunlun, enraged, enlarged its leaves and slapped them against Qingxing's hand.
Can't you see their cat is sleeping? Why are you petting it?! How can this person be so inconsiderate?
Looking at the powerless and furious Kunlun, Qingxing smiled sarcastically: "You are the most useless artifact I have ever seen. Protecting your master is like you're being spoiled."
Enraged, Kunlun wove a vine ball and covered it and Ruoruo completely.
Not even a single cat hair was shown to Qingxing.
However, without the warm sunshine, Ruoruo sniffed and woke up, nudged Little Kunlun, and casually stuffed a pill into its mouth: "You're blocking Ruoruo's sun, don't be naughty."
Kunlun, feeling wronged, ate the elixir and turned himself into an ordinary little wooden sword, lying there pretending to be dead.
Hmph, it was clearly protecting its master, but the master still called it naughty. Even the most powerful artifact has its limits, and it's angry!
Ruoruo sensed that her divine artifact was angry, so she piled up a bunch of pills around it.
Kunlun, who had just been throwing a tantrum and refusing to acknowledge his young master, quietly extended a vine and wrapped the pill back up.
Forget it, I'll let it go for the sake of the pills. I'll be angry next time.
Qingxing seemed to despise Kunlun for his lack of combat power, but in reality, she was horrified by Kunlun's intelligence.
Although divine artifacts are said to possess spirits, most of them obey their masters' commands and cooperate with them. Kunlun, which can argue, act spoiled, and throw tantrums with its master, seems less like an artifact spirit and more like a living being.
Just like the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, which is the most powerful artifact.
"Big Brother Demon Lord." After coaxing her precious little artifact, Ruoruo finally saw that there was still someone standing in front of her, and obediently stretched out her paw to greet him.
Qingxing smiled and pinched the kitten's pink paw pads: "I heard you've almost fully recovered, and your strength is only a hair's breadth away from that of a Golden Immortal."
Ruoruo proudly and arrogantly wagged her tail: "Yes!"
She's amazing!
"Since that's the case, I will take you to the sacred land of the demon race and help you borrow the power of the supreme god." Qingxing made the arrangements firmly, word by word, afraid that any ambiguity in her words would cause her to hesitate at the last minute.
"Okay." Ruoruo tilted her head, feeling that this demon lord brother seemed a little strange today.
The so-called sacred land of the demon race is actually the final burial place of all the demon lords.
At the very center of the sacred land lies a shimmering red blood pool, which has refined the lifelong cultivation, inherited talents, and... memories of all the demon lords.
What he had to do was use his own blood to open the blood pool for Ruoruo.
Then they threw the little girl down there, made her suffer excruciating pain as if her flesh were being ripped out, forcibly held her down to cultivate inside, and turned her into a blood slave of the blood pool.
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