If Ruo Ruo didn't care about the Netherworld Clan's territory at all, she would kick the blueprint away with a flick of her hind leg.
"As long as you keep your promise and lend me the Shura Gate when I need it, that's fine."
"The contract will naturally be honored, and the reward will not be less. I will choose a prosperous place for you, so you don't need to worry about it." The Underworld Lord was not angry when his good intentions were rejected. He was always very tolerant of useful people.
Moreover, the Underworld Lord had even deeper considerations.
The underworld is in decline and used to be dependent on the demon realm. Now that the demon realm is in chaos, it would be better to seek refuge in the celestial realm.
Judging from the potential displayed by these princes in the Celestial Realm, they should not be underestimated.
While Ruo Ruo might not understand these political matters, Mo Yunlan was quite familiar with them. He handled the affairs of the demon realm single-handedly, so dealing with the underworld now wouldn't be difficult for him either.
Since the Underworld Lord had made up his mind to give it away, he accepted the fiefdom for the young princess Yan Ruoruo in the name of the Second Prince of the Immortal Realm.
This is not just a simple fiefdom; it also signifies the Underworld Lord's intention to break free from the shackles of the Demon Realm and get closer to the Immortal Realm.
This is a good thing for the current immortal realm.
As Mo Yong remained in seclusion day after day, the attitude of the Six Realms became increasingly subtle.
If it weren't for the chaos in the Demon Realm, the Underworld and the Monster Realm being too preoccupied to take care of themselves, and the fact that Mo Yunlan served as a bridge between the Human Realm and the Underworld, things would have been different.
I'm afraid someone has already come to inquire about the news.
Now that Yan Qingran is in power, it is already very difficult for her to maintain a balance in the Immortal Realm.
Even a little less scrutiny from the outside world can be considered a helping hand.
Even though Ruoruo was unfamiliar with politics, she understood the importance of this matter from Mo Yunlan's reaction.
He stopped playing games with the Underworld King and focused on refining the elixir.
Part of it was sent back to the Immortal Realm for Mo Yong to take, and the other part was used to treat the Underworld Clan.
"The young prince's medicine is very effective in expelling miasma from the patient's body, but there is still one problem that cannot be solved."
"They cannot live inside Junshang's barrier forever. The area outside the barrier is now filled with miasma. Once they step outside, they will inhale the miasma again," the old man in the underworld official's robes said solemnly.
The Underworld King was also somewhat anxious: "We have no idea where this thing came from, and we don't know how to deal with it."
“Aren’t the souls of the Realm of Immortality able to evolve these miasmas?” a young man suddenly said. “Why doesn’t Father open a passage between my Underworld and the Realm of Immortality to divert all the miasmas there and let them solve this problem?”
Upon hearing this, the Underworld King nodded thoughtfully: "That's a good idea."
"Is this even an idea?" Ruoruo, who happened to be bringing pills to see the Underworld Lord, overheard their plan and glared angrily. "The miasma poison is so potent. The Underworld is too busy to take care of itself and they want to drag people from other realms into this mess? Won't that create even more victims?"
"The Immortal Realm is neither a member of my Underworld nor a member of your Immortal Realm, so why is Your Highness in such a hurry?" The Underworld Lord waved his hand dismissively. "If it can save my people, what does it matter to me if they all die?"
Ruoruo clenched her fists tightly, remembering how the Underworld King had people refine the souls of the Immortal Realm into elixirs to control the miasma within the Underworld Clan.
Perhaps it was because the Underworld King had been behaving too well in front of Ruoruo lately, that he had granted all of Ruoruo's requests and shown great concern for his people.
Such an image of a wise and enlightened monarch made Ruoruo somewhat overlook the fact that this person was capable of doing anything for his own benefit.
If she hadn't come up with a solution when she was first captured by the King of the Underworld, she might have already perished somewhere unknown.
"I have a way to deal with the miasma in the underworld." Ruoruo glanced coldly at the Underworld Lord. "You all don't need to be in such a hurry to harm others."
After saying that, she threw the pill to the Underworld Lord and left.
Mo Jinyan, with the Phoenix Perching Tree in his mouth, peeked out from Ruoruo's hood. The Phoenix Perching Tree leaves, still shaped like spirit herbs, swayed slightly. "Your Highness, thank you."
He has been recuperating well recently. As a member of the Longevity Clan, he is very sensitive to the activity of spiritual herbs, so he often hangs out with Mo Jinyan to help him. Naturally, he also knows their true identities.
He no longer addressed Ruoruo as "little sister" as he did at the beginning, asking her to be his sister.
Ruoruo said, "You don't need to thank me. I just had a way to do it, and I couldn't stand by and watch them harm the innocent."
"Have you ever considered that after this initial incident, if anything happens in the future, they might use the lives of innocent people to threaten you into helping them? What would you do then?" Mo Yunlan, who had been silent all along, asked.
Ruoruo paused for a moment, her eyes filled with confusion: "Will this kind of thing still happen?"
Mo Yunlan sighed and flicked Ruoruo's forehead: "Silly girl, don't take everything on yourself. Don't rush to act. I'll go and talk to the Underworld Lord again."
The underworld must pay a price before it can resolve this matter. We must also put pressure on the underworld to prevent them from making any rash moves against the Realm of Immortality.
In the past, Mo Yong suppressed the Six Realms and pursued peace. They wouldn't even dare to think about such an idea, let alone utter it.
What a pity...
Ruoruo sniffed as she watched Mo Yunlan's retreating figure: "I miss my father."
Mo Jinyan stuffed Feng Qiwu back into the box, making sure he wouldn't hear anything a child shouldn't hear.
He stretched out the tip of his wing and patted Ruoruo's head: "We already have many magical artifacts at our disposal, and we will soon be able to go back and save our father."
Now, Ruoruo can borrow the following divine artifacts: Mo Yong's Soul-Destroying Spear and Emperor's Seal, the Revolving Mirror hanging on the Falling Immortal Platform, her own Kunlun Sword, the Nine Cauldrons of the Human Realm, the unclaimed divine artifact Yu Man, and the Asura Gate of the Underworld Lord.
Now, they've already gathered seven.
Only three more are needed to activate the forbidden technique.
"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly," Mo Jinyan said with some emotion.
At first, he just thought he was accompanying Ruoruo on a trip and never expected that he would be able to collect so much step by step.
"The Tongtian Wood of the Immortal Realm is said to be forged from the heartwood of the Jianmu tree, and the Yueling Silk is the contract artifact of their Emperor. It is not easy to borrow these two artifacts."
Ruoruo's eyes were firm: "There will always be a way."
Now that hope is within reach, she will never give up.
The next day, Mo Yunlan and Mingjun had apparently finalized their agreement. Mo Yunlan returned, looking somewhat tired, and said to Ruoruo, "Alright, then they won't dare threaten you with the lives of innocent people anymore."
Ruoruo hugged Mo Yunlan and rubbed against him affectionately, saying, "Second Brother is the best!"
"Hmph, I've already signed the contract. If you can't solve this problem, I'll be in trouble." Mo Yunlan wasn't buying Ruoruo's act. He hooked her collar, lifted her up, and asked, "What do you plan to do?"
Ruoruo spread her hands: "I am an alchemist, of course I will use the alchemist's method. Second brother, have you ever heard of alchemy array?"
Mo Yunlan pondered, "I've heard that ancient great alchemists could form arrays with pills... but this technique has long been lost. Could it be that you know it?"
Ruoruo's smugness was on full display as she stretched out her little finger and pinched her fingertip, saying, "I know a little bit."
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