Thinking about the many things happening in the Immortal Realm recently, Mo Yong simply packed Mo Xuanshuang and Mo Jinyan together and gave them to Mo Yunlan.
Taking care of one child is the same as taking care of three children, so let's not leave these two in the Immortal Realm, where they're idle and causing trouble every day.
Mo Yunlan looked at the little white tiger Mo Xuanshuang, who was jumping around on the palanquin, with disdain: "Why is it your son who is going and not your elder brother?"
"Wu Yu will escort you to Kunlun Ruins and then return. He is already a High God and can travel the Six Realms with my token to do things for me. You are about the same age as him, but you are still only a Golden Immortal. If you can't do things, then you should focus on your cultivation." Mo Yong said coldly.
He glanced at Ruoruo and lowered his voice: "Take good care of the three of them. If anything happens, seal off Kunlun Ruins."
Mo Yunlan's heart skipped a beat, and he became much more serious: "Yes, Your Majesty, I obey."
Mo Yong didn't know how long he could keep his inability to act a secret, but he could foresee that once the news leaked out...
The Demon Lord would certainly not let this opportunity pass, and would immediately tear up the agreement and launch a counterattack on the Immortal Realm.
He cannot make a move, and Ming Ye, the second strongest warrior in the Immortal Realm, has defected. Now, there are fewer than ten high gods in the Immortal Realm who can make a move, so it is really hard to say who will win or lose.
The difference in strength between a supreme god and a supreme immortal is like heaven and earth, almost enough to cause a massacre.
If she possesses a divine artifact, is inextricably linked to Kunlun Ruins, and is his only bloodline, she will inevitably be targeted. He has no choice but to send her away ahead of time.
The old father had good intentions, and the little ones weren't completely ignorant of the ways of the world.
After the last battle, both Mo Xuanshuang, who usually skipped classes, and Mo Yunlan, who was lazy in his cultivation, worked much harder.
Last time, it was Ruoruo who temporarily forged a divine artifact, turning the tide and allowing them to survive.
It's embarrassing to think that several brothers, all hundreds of years old, are protected by a four-year-old sister.
At least next time, Mo Yunlan doesn't want Ruoruo to be in that dangerous situation again.
Mo Xuanshuang is even more diligent. He is determined to become the God of War, but how come his cultivation level is now being suppressed by his younger sister?
After several days of seclusion, he and Mo Yunlan had made some progress, but Mo Jinyan remained stagnant.
"I still get sleepy as soon as I leave Ruoruo, and I can't cultivate at all." Little Fatty was very frustrated.
The two bloodlines within him were equally unwilling to yield, so his immortal essence was always replenished only to quickly dissipate, leaving him perpetually in a state of damage.
Ruoruo's eyes sparkled as she pulled out more than a dozen jade slips from her bracelet: "These are the pill formulas my master left me. Third Brother, let's look at them together. Maybe we can find the corresponding pills."
“If there were suitable pills, Father would have sought them for him long ago.” The little white tiger snorted. “The God of Green Wood himself said that there is no prescription that can cure him.”
Ruoruo, however, was not giving up: "Then I will research new prescriptions. Anyway, I am sure I can cure Third Brother."
She leaned over the palanquin and tried to hook onto the clothes of her elder brother, Mo Wuyu, who was escorting her: "Elder brother, are you really not staying with us in Kunlun Ruins?"
“My father is busy with his duties, and I must help him out.” Mo Wuyu’s cold expression softened slightly, and he smiled gently, like the first melting of snow. “My dear Ruoruo, you should focus on your cultivation. I will come to keep you company as soon as I finish my business.”
Ruoruo, who was always easily coaxed by Mo Wuyu, obediently withdrew her hand: "Then elder brother must remember to bring me delicious food."
“Alright, I’ll personally hunt some nourishing spirit beasts to help you replenish your immortal essence.” Mo Wuyu readily agreed.
Ruoruo smiled happily: "Then I'll leave a portion of the pills I refined in Kunlun Ruins for my elder brother as well."
After saying that, she pulled her head back into the sedan chair, not wanting to cause any trouble for Mo Wuyu.
Half an hour later, the group finally set foot on the edge of Xihezhou, where Kunlun Ruins were located at the deepest part of Xihezhou.
Suddenly, a high-pitched bird cry rang out from ahead, sharp and piercing, making Ruoruo's ears ring and causing her to feel dizzy.
Intense demonic energy rose from all around, and black demonic flames crisscrossed. Mo Wuyu scattered talismans in his hand in all directions to repel the demonic flames: "This is the territory of the Immortal Realm. Who dares to intercept the imperial palanquin of the Immortal Realm here!"
"We're intercepting your celestial palanquin!"
Bang!
A loud thud, like a giant hammer striking a drum, rang out.
A burly man holding a drumstick stood on the ground. With each strike of the drumstick, a tremendous suction force came from the ground, and the cranes cried out in distress as they fell to the ground.
Mo Yunlan picked up her younger siblings and leaped out of the falling palanquin.
They had just flown out of the imperial palanquin when a giant blade slashed through the sky, cutting the palanquin in half and splitting the celestial soldiers in two.
"Charge!" Mo Wuyu escorted Ruoruo this time with his personal guards.
As soon as he raised the array plate in his hand, 36,000 talismans were instantly activated and arrayed.
Each of the three hundred and sixty immortal soldiers occupied a key point in the formation. With the help of the talismans, they slammed their fists down, forcing the burly man beating the drum to retreat.
Looking at the dense array of talismans, Ruoruo was visibly shocked.
Is this... a god?
She thought she was already quite powerful because she could now activate more than thirty talismans.
"As expected of the Crown Prince of the Celestial Realm, his combat power alone is comparable to that of three Supreme Gods!"
The woman's sharp and piercing voice rang out again, making Ruoruo dizzy, causing her eardrums to ache, and turning her face pale.
Mo Yunlan clicked his tongue: "This is troublesome. At least one powerful demon has arrived."
Holding the array plate, Mo Wuyu stepped into the void, his fingertips forming incantations that created illusory images.
A colossal wave, hundreds of feet high, rose from the air and crashed down upon the enemy.
The celestial soldiers rode water dragons and charged towards the three great demons.
Amidst the chaotic battle below, Mo Yunlan, carrying her younger siblings and holding a teleportation talisman, retreated: "Ruo Ruo, can you open the barrier of Kunlun Ruins now and teleport us there?"
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