"Stop, you silly crane! Don't run around like that!" Ruoruo had no idea about the barrier; she just saw the crane flying around and patted its neck hard.
The crane was completely mesmerized by the scent of the Crimson Pearl Fruit wafting from afar, ignoring all commands and heading straight south, soaring onto a high platform.
The high platform was covered with dense red berries on both sides.
Ruoruo finally understood why the crane was disobedient; this was the crane's favorite fruit.
She caught a crane next to these kinds of fruits last time and roasted it to eat, but the fruits there were not nearly as densely packed as here.
The crane, like a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar, plunged into the cluster of crimson pearl fruits without looking back.
Ruoruo fell off the crane's back and angrily slapped its tail: "Stupid crane! You made us all get lost!"
The crane ate its fill without looking up, and Ruoruo could only wait discouragedly until the crane finished eating before trying to think of a solution.
Ruoruo looked around and was immediately drawn to the huge golden mirror hanging above the platform.
On the golden mirror, many golden runes swirled and shifted, while the outer disc slowly rotated, emitting the clicking sound of gears, both magnificent and mysterious.
The mirror faces the abyss at the edge of the high platform. The mirror is divided into several squares, and the figures and scenery reflected in each square are ever-changing.
Are there so many people at the bottom of the abyss? Ruoruo curiously leaned closer to take a look at the abyss.
The abyss was clearly filled with dense lightning and fierce winds, with no reflection of anything in the mirror.
"What a strange mirror, where does it reflect?" Ruoruo's mind was filled with period marks.
At that moment, a hand slowly reached out towards her back.
Mo Yunlan stood behind Ruoruo with an invisibility talisman in his hand. With just a slight push from him, this silly cat would be gone from the Immortal Realm.
Mo Jinyan's little broken bird can finally sleep soundly without worrying about being abandoned.
This was clearly the best opportunity, but for some reason, Mo Yunlan hesitated...
This silly little cat is nothing like the domineering and willful creature in legends; its eyes are clean and clear.
It's rare for the immortal realm to have another new source of amusement. If he only plays with it once and then it's gone, wouldn't that be a bit of a waste? After all, it's a rare nine-tailed cat.
Mo Yunlan searched for many excuses in her mind, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.
"This place is called the Falling Immortal Platform. Once you fall down here, your immortal roots will be severed, you will fall into the cycle of reincarnation, and be tainted by the mortal world. You'd better stay away from it."
Suddenly, a gentle, clear young voice rang out behind them, interrupting Mo Yunlan's thoughts.
Mo Yunlan's eyes darkened, and he immediately flew away, but was firmly bound by a silver light rope and forced to stop in mid-air.
He clicked his tongue, relaxed, and gave up struggling; there was no escape now.
If Ruoruo hears a pleasant sound, her ears flutter, she turns her head, and then slowly widens her cat-like eyes.
A young man with black hair and dressed in white walked up from the platform. As he walked, his clothes fluttered, creating an ethereal and elegant scene.
The young man was as beautiful as snow, with a cool and gentle temperament, like moonlight falling on a handful of lonely snowflakes, making Ruoruo feel inexplicably quiet.
He crouched down, stroked Ruoruo's head, and smiled gently: "So you are Ruoruo?"
His smile was like a cool breeze brushing against her face, and Ruoruo, who had been staring blankly, suddenly came back to her senses.
Afraid that raising her voice would disturb his peace and melt the snow, she asked softly, "How did you know I was Ruoruo? What's your name?"
"I am your elder brother, Mo Wuyu." The boy's voice was also pleasant, gentle and clear.
"Hello, big brother." Ruoruo greeted him obediently, then asked a little shyly, "What do you mean by the immortal root reincarnation you just mentioned? Ruoruo doesn't understand."
Mo Wuyu said softly, "It means that once you fall from here, you will be forced to leave the Immortal Realm, and it will be difficult for your father to find you. Even if he does find you, he probably won't be able to embark on the path of cultivation again."
The kitten, who had been oblivious and captivated by the beauty, was instantly terrified and its fur stood on end. It clung tightly to Mo Wuyu's hand with its paws, crying out, "I don't want to leave Daddy, I don't want to fall!"
"Then let's not come any closer to this place." Mo Wuyu picked up the kitten and led her down from the Falling Immortal Platform.
"Your Highness!" Tinglan rushed over, her heart skipped a beat when she saw Mo Wuyu, and she quickly bowed. "Greetings, Your Highness. I was in a hurry to find Your Highness who had run away, please forgive my rudeness. Your Highness, are you injured?"
Before Mo Wuyu could speak, Ruoruo pointed at the crane with her paw and accused it with a wronged expression: "I'm not hurt. It's all this crane's fault for running away and getting lost. Take it back and roast it!"
The disobedient cranes will all be eaten by the cat!
"Alright, you go back with me first. I'll have the kitchen bake it right away. Don't disturb His Highness as he's working on the Revolving Mirror to add the runes," Tinglan coaxed.
Mo Wuyu appears to be gentle and refined, but he is actually very difficult to get along with. Tinglan was afraid that he would discover something was wrong with him.
Ruoruo was a little reluctant to part, and hooked her arm around Mo Wuyu's sleeve, asking, "Big brother, aren't you coming with Ruoruo? Ruoruo will treat you to something delicious!"
"The orders my father gave me are not yet complete. You should go back first, and I will come to see you again later," Mo Wuyu said gently. "Tinglan, take her away first. We can't let her embarrass us any longer."
"Yes." Tinglan stepped back with the kitten Ruoruo in her arms, slightly relieved that the Crown Prince hadn't noticed anything amiss.
Ruoruo propped herself up on Tinglan's shoulder, then turned to look at Mo Wuyu standing alone by the Luoxiantai.
His silver-white coat was lifted by the cold wind, like clouds surging in the sky, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
Ruoruo couldn't help but ask, "Big brother is too close to there, won't he fall down?"
“His Highness would never be so careless, but Your Highness, please don’t come here again,” Tinglan said, still shaken.
Ruoruo tilted her head, looking at Mo Wuyu's back, which blended perfectly with the lonely Luoxiantai.
As soon as Ruoruo left, Mo Wuyu raised his hand, grabbed at the air, and forcefully slammed it to the ground, causing the young boy in the red robe to fall to the ground in a sorry state.
He sat half-on on the ground and casually straightened his sleeves: "Your Highness has quite a temper, treating your brother so roughly?"
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