Mo Jinyan curiously poked his little bird head out, wanting to see what the strange person who said those words looked like.
Mo Yunlan's lips twitched: "Uncle, I told you to take more medicine if your eyes are bad. Look carefully, this is my friend's sister. I'm busy cultivating every day, where would I get such a big daughter?"
A hint of disappointment appeared on Yun Cheng's face: "Such a beautiful young girl, and she's not your child? You're already three hundred years old, and you still haven't had a child to bring back. Lanlan, it's not that your uncle is nagging, but you see, we are, after all, human beings, and when it comes to marriage..."
Mo Yunlan's face grew increasingly numb. She simply walked past him, turned her head to look at the beautiful woman beside her, and said, "Yunlan greets Imperial Aunt."
The beautiful woman pushed Yun Cheng away with disdain, and took Ruoruo's hand with a smile: "Alright, alright, be good. Oh my, this little girl is so cute. Go back to the palace with your aunt and have a good talk. What's wrong with standing at the palace gate?"
Yun Cheng's rambling stopped abruptly, and he quickly nodded and led his long-unseen nephew back home.
Mo Jinyan whispered, "Is this really the ruler of the human realm? He seems completely unreliable."
She's so nagging and worrisome, like a mother hen, she's not even as good as his empress.
Mo Yunlan replied without changing his expression: "He only controls the artifact through his bloodline; it is indeed the Empress Dowager who handles important political affairs."
The cultivation level of the human race is not high. After his father passed away, the only member of the royal family with sufficient cultivation to use divine artifacts was Yun Cheng.
Therefore, Yun Cheng is the only candidate for the new emperor.
However, he was completely ignorant of political affairs, so the imperial seal was handed over to his aunt to manage on his behalf.
Ruoruo nodded in understanding: "Just like Mother and Father."
My father has a high level of cultivation and uses it to suppress the immortals, while my mother wins people over with her methods and political skills.
"More or less... but our father's political skills have never been lacking either." Mo Jinyan acknowledged while also trying to save face.
The little ones started a private chat by whispering to each other.
Mo Yunlan listened and talked with the couple.
Ruoruo secretly released Kunlun to investigate the situation at the priest's tower.
Then, as Yun Cheng stared at her expectantly, she asked somewhat nervously, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?"
Could it be that they've discovered her intentions?
Yun Cheng rubbed his palms together, revealing a kind smile: "My dear Ruoruo, your brother Yunlan must be tired from carrying you all the way here. How about letting your royal uncle carry you?"
"Huh?" Ruoruo was a little confused.
Although she knew she was very cute, Yun Cheng's attitude and attention still felt a little too intense, making her feel slightly overwhelmed.
"Don't scare the young girl." The Empress patted Yun Cheng, then turned to explain to Mo Yunlan and Ruoruo.
"Perhaps it is because of the practice of the extreme yang technique that Your Majesty has had twelve sons over the years, but not a single daughter."
He missed his daughter terribly, and he liked to tease and play with any pretty and cute little girl he saw. He'd even taken on a bunch of goddaughters within the imperial clan.
Yun Cheng sighed: "If I had known that to control the divine artifact I would have to switch to the Extreme Yang Technique and be unable to have a daughter, I would never have wanted to inherit the throne."
A hint of anger flashed in the Empress's beautiful eyes. She secretly reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his shoulder, twisting it hard: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the younger generation."
Yun Cheng grimaced in pain, looking rather dejected.
When Ruoruo first heard about the divine artifacts of the mortal realm, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but ask a few questions: "I've never heard of having to change your cultivation method to control a divine artifact. Why are the divine artifacts of the mortal realm so special?"
Her Kunlun, her father's Soul-Destroying Spear, and the Emperor's Seal had never experienced anything like this.
"Our human realm is not as wealthy as your immortal realm, and we only have one divine artifact." Yun Cheng's words were tinged with bitterness. "Moreover, the cultivation level of the human race is not high, and it is difficult to obtain a long lifespan like the previous rulers. After the divine artifact recognizes its master, it will also disappear into the void with the death of its master. Therefore, no one in our human race will recognize a divine artifact as their master."
He was always a very patient person with children, and since this information wasn't a secret, he told Ruoruo about it in detail.
Because of these concerns, they used the royal bloodline to connect the Nine Tripods, a divine artifact, with the fortune of the human world.
In this way, the human realm, which has lost the ability to transfer spirits from the celestial realm to the Jianmu tree, can have its own spiritual energy to provide for all living beings to cultivate and survive.
After all, once the Jianmu tree was burned down, the spiritual veins connecting Kunlun to the human world were also severed.
Therefore, the Nine Cauldrons, a divine artifact, can be driven and used by the most powerful member of the royal family, but it can never be bound by a contract.
"The Soul Devouring Tower in the Demon Realm is in the same situation. However, I heard that it has already been contracted by a prince of the Demon Realm. If that prince passes away, the Soul Devouring Tower will escape into the void and the contract with the Demon Realm's fortune will be broken. I'm afraid the Demon Realm will also face the danger of collapse." Yun Cheng was quite gloating.
This is also why, despite the fierce competition for the throne in the Demon Realm, no one dares to lay a hand on Zi Manqing, whose cultivation level is still relatively low.
Ruoruo felt uneasy after hearing this and quietly asked Mo Jinyan, "Third Brother, will using that forbidden technique break the contracts with those divine artifacts? Won't it bind all those divine artifacts to me?"
Mo Jinyan rolled his eyes: "Dream on. It's just temporarily borrowing their power. If a divine artifact has an owner and a contract, it cannot be destroyed by an outsider unless the owner actively destroys it."
Besides, your cultivation level isn't high enough. Being able to contract a divine artifact is already an immense stroke of luck; otherwise, you'd end up like Zi Manqing, becoming half a slave to the artifact.
Is Yun Cheng also referring to the fact that the royal bloodline contract would be broken?
Ruoruo said "oh" and felt relieved. Then she found the right opportunity to find out the situation and first tried to see if she could borrow it. If not, she would have to do it secretly.
She's just borrowing it for a short while and will return it soon. Once she's refined the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, she'll definitely set aside a few to compensate the human realm.
Ruoruo was extremely well-behaved, sweetly telling Yuncheng, "Your Royal Uncle is the only member of the human royal family who can wield a divine artifact; he must be incredibly powerful."
Yun Cheng chuckled with a hint of pride: "That's right, I am a genuine immortal with the cultivation level."
He glanced at Mo Yunlan and sighed again: "It's a pity. If my brother had held on a little longer back then, Lanlan would have been a better match than me when she grew up."
"Let's not bring up the past anymore. The child has finally come back. Why keep bringing up things that make people upset?" The Empress quickly pulled Yun Cheng back.
Mo Yunlan shook his head slightly: "It's alright, I naturally came back this time to pay my respects to my father."
Ruoruo couldn't help but hug Mo Yunlan tightly: "I'll go with you. Your father is also my father. Ruoruo will stay with my brother."
So don't be sad, brother.
Ruoruo was so focused on comforting Mo Yunlan, worried that he would be heartbroken at the loss of his father, that she didn't notice the thoughtful look in the Empress's eyes.
Mo Yunlan glanced helplessly at the little girl. She said she would keep her identity a secret, but now she had almost revealed everything about herself.
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