The lower world of Dashan Kingdom. Outside the Imperial Study
Mo Yuhan ascended the throne not long ago.
General Ye Wuheng stood outside the imperial study, anxiously waiting for Mo Yuhan.
Today was the morning court day, and Mo Yuhan was supposed to be there on time. However, a long time had passed, and Mo Yuhan still hadn't shown up.
General Ye Wuheng couldn't help but frown and began to pace back and forth outside the imperial study.
He muttered to himself, "Why is this kid so slow? Doesn't he know the importance of the morning court?"
Finally, General Ye Wuheng could no longer wait. He strode to the door of the imperial study and kicked it open with force.
"You little bastard! What are you dawdling for? Come out now!" he shouted.
However, when he walked into the imperial study, he found it empty.
Only Ye Wuheng's stunned voice echoed in the imperial study.
"Han'er? Han'er?" General Ye Wuheng looked around in surprise, but he still couldn't see Mo Yuhan.
He couldn't help but feel confused and worried. Where had Mo Yuhan gone? Why did he suddenly disappear?
This is not the behavior of an emperor!
When he came to the desk, he saw a note Mo Yuhan had left for him: Dear uncle, after much thought, I really am not cut out to be an emperor, so I am going to the Middle Realm to find my sister Xiaoxi to practice. Don't worry, uncle, I will write to you.
Oh, by the way, when my uncle saw this letter, I had already walked far away from the secret passage of the palace. Uncle, please don’t chase me.
From now on, the Dashan Kingdom will be fully vested in your uncle. I've already written the imperial edict and have set it aside. Love your nephew, Mo Yuhan.
Ye Wuheng's fists stiffened after reading it.
He tore up the note Mo Yuhan had given him and roared to the sky, "Mo...Yu...Han...!"
"A-choo." Mo Yuhan couldn't help but rub his nose, muttering to himself: "My uncle must have found out that I've left!"
At this moment, he was carrying a small package containing some simple clothes and daily necessities. After a long journey, he finally arrived at the middle world passage.
The place was bustling with people coming and going, making him feel both excited and nervous.
He observed everything around him curiously and found that everyone was queuing up and he didn't know what they were taking pictures of.
His beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with doubts and confusion, and he didn't know how to find his sister Xiaoxi.
"Where is Sister Xiaoxi?" Mo Yuhan muttered to himself.
As he thought about it, he looked around, hoping to see his sister Xiaoxi.
However, the crowd was so busy that it was not easy to find a specific person.
"Hello, have you seen an eight-year-old girl with twins?"
"Um?"
The person was a female disciple of a sect who was maintaining order. When she heard someone asking someone, she looked up with some impatience.
It's annoying already.
But when she saw Mo Yuhan's breathtakingly handsome face, her voice stopped abruptly and she was stunned.
Oh my god! This man is so handsome!
His skin was as white as snow, like mutton-fat jade, delicate and smooth.
Under the high nose bridge, the lips are slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, like a flower blooming in spring, making people want to get close to her.
His eyes were deep and bright, as dazzling as stars, exuding a mysterious aura.
His hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, gently brushing his cheeks, adding a bit of unruly and free-spiritedness.
"Ah... No, no, which sect are you from?"
The female disciple came back to her senses and stammered a reply, a blush spreading across her face.
I wondered which sect Mo Yuhan was from.
"I'm not a disciple. I want to go to the middle realm to practice." Mo Yuhan said, and laughed unconsciously. His deep eyes were as bright as the twinkling stars in the night sky. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, outlining a faint smile.
This smile seemed to fill the surrounding air with a touch of gentleness, making people feel good.
The female disciple looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and a ripple arose in her heart. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look him in the eye.
She secretly glanced at Mo Yuhan and found that he was looking at her intently, and her heart was pounding.
After a while, she gathered herself and coughed lightly to hide her inner shyness. Then she raised her head and said calmly, "Your bone age is too old, so you can't participate in the sect election."
After saying this, a hint of regret flashed in the female disciple's eyes.
She looked at Mo Yuhan and thought that if such a handsome young man could enter the sect, he would definitely become the focus of everyone's attention.
However, the reality is so cruel that it makes people feel helpless.
Then, the female disciple asked curiously, "By the way, do you have any cultivation skills now?"
Mo Yuhan smiled and replied, "Fifth level of weapon refining."
Upon hearing this answer, the female disciple's eyes suddenly lit up.
Fifth floor!
The fifth floor is good.
In the middle realm, no matter how old you are, as long as your strength exceeds the fifth level of weapon refining, you will have the opportunity to go to the sect to practice.
Of course, whether or not one can be accepted by a sect depends on the wishes and regulations of each sect.
Thinking of this, the female disciple's mood suddenly became cheerful, as if she saw the dawn of hope.
She reached out to grab Mo Yuhan's arm.
"Come with me to our sect. I'll tell my senior brother. He'll definitely agree."
Mo Yuhan quickly pulled his arm back.
"Thank you, young lady. I still need to find someone. I'll be leaving first."
After saying that, Mo Yuhan ran away. The people in the middle realm were too enthusiastic!
Just as he was running, he saw Guan Muxi and her two siblings coming out of a tent.
"Xiao Xi!"
He was just about to call a few people when he discovered that they had flown away on a flying boat! ! !
"Wait for me! Wait..."
Time goes back to the moment when Guan Muxi, Guan Mu and Guan Lin just stepped into the tent.
Inside the tent, Ye Lingxuan, the youngest disciple of Tianyi Sect, was sleeping. Based on his experience over the past few years, he knew no one would come to Tianyi Sect on their own initiative. Fortunately, he fell asleep.
Suddenly he heard someone coming in. He rubbed his eyes drowsily, then looked up.
When he saw the three little kids standing before him, he was overjoyed. "Great! Finally, someone has come to Tianyi Sect this year! And three of them at once! When Master comes back, he'll definitely praise me! I'm no longer the youngest disciple!"
Thinking of this, he almost jumped up with excitement, but still tried hard to suppress his joy.
The corners of his mouth are about to curl up to the sky.
On the surface, Ye Lingxuan pretended to be calm, with a slight smile on his face, and asked softly: "Do you want to join our Tianyi Sect?"
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