A moment later, Ruoruo dropped a storage bag over and placed it in front of Mo Wuyu, making a soft "meow".
Yuebai said, "Thank you for taking care of Ruoruo during this time. This is Ruoruo's gift of gratitude. I will take her back to the Immortal Realm now. The journey to immortality is long. If there is an opportunity, we will meet again in the future."
Mo Wuyu didn't move, watching Yuebai leave his sight with his kitten.
A moment later, he bent down and picked up the storage bag.
He tied the black jade bell that had always been with him to his storage bag and then put the storage bag into his sleeve.
He is still too weak. If he wants to find the truth about his origins and find his kitten, he must become stronger.
His cat is no ordinary two-tailed spirit cat. If he wants to keep the kittens, merely transcending the tribulation and ascending to immortality is probably far from enough. At the very least... he needs to become a god.
An unprecedented desire and ambition pounded in Mo Wuyu's chest.
In the Demon Realm, Zi Manqing flashed and opened her eyes from her cultivation.
Looking into the distance with lingering fear, what was this feeling? What exactly was that terrifying feeling that made her tremble?
"Your Majesty! The Great Demon Blood Jade has emerged from seclusion, instigated the three city demon lords to rebel, and has officially launched an attack. He has now arrived at Red Water City," a demon servant hurriedly reported.
"Insolence!" Zi Manqing slammed her hand on the table, her crimson eyes filled with rage. "Isn't Xue Tumi already dead? Venerable Xuanlin, order him to lead his troops to level those three cities for me."
"yes!"
In the city of Chishui, a woman dressed in fiery red had half her face covered by a golden mask. The half of her face that was exposed was exquisite and beautiful, with blood-red lines spreading from the corners of her eyes, making her both gorgeous and eerie.
She toyed with several blood-red beads in her hand. The three city lords, each holding a military token, watched her warily. The woman chuckled and swore to the Heavenly Dao: "I only want Zi Manqing's life and the Soul Devouring Tower. You can divide the Demon Realm however you like. If I disobey, may my soul be scattered and my ashes vanish."
The three city lords breathed a sigh of relief, all showing warm smiles as they discussed the next steps in their siege plan.
Yan Qingran felt the boiling power of her bloodline, suppressed the backlash of spiritual energy within her body, and her eyes were deep and unfathomable.
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