Since the Empress Dowager had already spoken, what could I do but nod repeatedly in agreement?
He silently added in his heart, "Hehe, as long as Mother is happy."
On her face, she didn't show it, but looked at Mo Han with tender affection, just like a young girl in the mortal world who had never seen a man before, full of love and charm.
Unfortunately, Mo Han was already used to my behavior. His face was expressionless as he solemnly rubbed the bruises on my legs. He was really not cute at all.
If it were Ji Ruchen instead, he would definitely be blushing with embarrassment right now.
Unfortunately, back then I was a naive country girl who had never seen the world and had never been exposed to romantic stories, so I knew very little about matters between men and women.
I always thought it was an illness, a strange illness that only Ji Ruchen would suffer from.
Fortunately, only Ji Ruchen knew about this. If my cronies in the Heavenly Realm found out, they would definitely laugh at me for hundreds of years without stopping.
I heard a dull thud above my head; I'd been hit again.
"What are you thinking about? You're laughing so happily. Have you packed everything?"
They just hit me, and then pretended to rub my head for me. If I could beat them, I would have retaliated tenfold or a hundredfold.
"Okay, look."
I summoned the Treasure Pavilion to show him, which contained all sorts of daily necessities that my mother had prepared for me.
He indeed checked it carefully, and then took a few items from his own storage space and put them in before telling me to put away the Qiankun House.
When we left the Qiankun Room, our mother had already disappeared.
The first-rank fairy maid, Qiu Kui, who serves the Empress Dowager, said that the Empress Dowager went to the Siwu Palace and told us to come out and go to the Siwu Palace, saying that she was holding a farewell banquet for me.
All the talented young men and beautiful women in the clan want to meet me, the first demon in tens of thousands of years to successfully ascend to immortality.
What am I to do? My ascension is purely a blessing from the heavens. What if they ask me about the details of my ascension and my feelings about cultivation?
On the way to Siwu Temple, I kept thinking about how to respond to the enthusiastic praise and admiration from the elders and villagers.
But when I was surrounded by my enthusiastic subjects, who kept asking me questions, I still lost control of the situation, fearing that those brave demons would drag me into a battle.
In that case, everyone will probably know that I've lost my spiritual power.
At that time, I, a god-king who only appears once every ten thousand years in the demon race, will probably lose face in the Nine Netherworlds.
"Your Highness, the Palace Master requests a battle. Please enlighten me."
Pshaw, what a jinx! Whatever you say comes true.
"Master, do you want me to beat him up for you? I haven't been in a fight in ages, my hands are itching."
"This is none of your business. Just stay put."
How could I, a princess of my clan, possibly have someone else fight for me? If word got out, I'd be laughed at to death.
"Oh, it's Xiao Shang. Why didn't Uncle Gong come? You want to fight? I'm afraid it's not possible today."
As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Han, feigning profundity, trying to deceive her.
"Well, this deity is about to go to the Source of the Floating Pool for trials. When I get back, I'll definitely fight with you for three days and three nights, how about that?"
This Gong Shang is the only son of Gong Kou, one of the ten Demon Lords of my Demon Clan. He's one of my cronies, and I'm fairly close to him. He's just a bit stubborn, single-mindedly wanting to achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality, thus dispelling the rumor that demons cannot ascend.
Originally, he was considered the most promising one among our generation to ascend, but now it's been me, a cultivation failure who just lazes around all day, who beat me to it.
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