Chapter 9 Chapter 9 "Should we prepare for something that is destined to fail?
After scolding Xiu Yu, it was not enough. Fu Xu punished him with flogging for disrespect and then sent him to the army for training for a month.
In fact, Jiu Zhao was not angry enough to be stopped by Xiu Yu.
There are very few supreme gods in the Three Pure Ones Heaven. Although the Four Divine Kings all hold the title of "God King", in fact, only the King Chongli of the Northern Territory and the King Qiongying of the Southern Ling are stronger than the immortal level. Therefore, the status of the five supreme gods who have been recognized by the Heavenly Dao and promoted to the position of gods is more respected.
In addition to Fuxu who is active in the military camp as the god of war, the other four of the Five Gods, one travels around and disappears, one has been in seclusion for ten thousand years and refuses to see anyone, and two sit in Sanqingtian to assist the God Emperor in handling matters of all sizes.
They were well-known and had made great contributions to Sanqingtian. Even Jiuzhao, as the crown prince, was treated with courtesy.
With all the conventional rules piling up, Xiu Yu would not be wrong to stop Jiu Zhao from entering the bedroom as long as he did not say anything offensive.
Fuxu had plenty of reasons to favor his own confidants.
Instead of doing so, he handled the matter impartially.
It is said that Fuxu is strict in managing his army and will never bend the law for personal gain because of personal connections.
Jiu Zhao saw this.
However, for some reason, while she told herself that Fuxu did this not for her, but because of his natural character, she recalled what he had said, "Jiu Zhao Shen Ji is my first wife and the other owner of the Bi Meng Palace," and the barrier in her heart couldn't help but dissipate a little.
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As Fuxu settled down in Lihentian, Jiuzhao found an empty palace for him to hold meetings.
His divine power was sealed, and no one knew what method he used, but he stayed indoors to recuperate for three days. When he was seen again, he looked completely different from the dying man.
When Fuxu came out of seclusion, all kinds of gods came to visit him upon hearing the news.
Some were for daily military affairs, while others were simply for consolation.
As long as it did not involve official business, Jiu Zhao would pull Fu Xu to meet them in the main hall, and they must sit side by side in the main seat.
This is a new trick Jiu Zhao has been obsessed with recently, inspired by the last time he loudly mentioned He Xiu and Fu Xu's ears turned red.
Whenever they sat side by side, she would tease the young man from time to time.
For example, suddenly holding his hand, whispering to him intimately as if no one was around, or deliberately calling him "Ah Xu" in a soft voice.
Fuxu was completely stiff at first, but later he became calm and composed. Only the redness on his earlobes betrayed his inner feelings again and again.
After Jiu Zhao went even further and leaned her face against his shoulder in front of a guest, he ordered people to welcome Jiu Zhao into the side hall and solemnly "implored" Jiu Zhao not to be overly intimate with him in front of outsiders next time, as it was against the rules and incompatible with their status.
Jiu Zhao asked in return: "Identity, what identity?
"I am the wife and you are the husband. Isn't it natural for us to be loving and affectionate?"
Fu Xu: “…”
He endured it.
It was a rare opportunity for Jiu Zhao to gain the upper hand in the competition between the two, and he became more and more excited about it.
On the seventh day, the agreed day for joint cultivation, Lihentian welcomed the envoy sent by the King of the West Sea again.
Led by Princess Yingluo, there were eight maids lined up in two rows behind them, and the table was piled with gifts of all sizes in their hands.
Jiu Zhao took a closer look.
A thousand-year-old night-shining pearl, a ten-thousand-year-old dragon bone, and the gallbladder that allows mortals to breathe freely even when entering the sea.
Among them is a mermaid costume that fits Jiu Zhao's body size perfectly.
It seems to weave the soft arc of moonlight and the clearest water in the world into it, with the bright moon and misty waves, and the fragrance is revealed.
Seeing Jiu Zhao staring at the mermaid robe, Ying Luo stood up and personally took it out of the brocade box and presented it to her: "Your Highness, the mermaid robe is the most precious treasure of our West Sea. It requires the mermaids to grind their own scales into powder, and then apply their immortal power to the thread. They work day and night, forgetting food and sleep, and weave it for ten thousand years to make one. Wearing it is not only like swaying waves, pleasing to the eyes, but also invulnerable to swords and spears, and fearless of water and fire. It is a treasure for defense."
Jiu Zhao had certainly heard of the rumors about the mermaid clothes from the West Sea - and even though Yingluo didn't tell her, she also knew that the more powerful the mermaid was, the stronger the defensive effect of the mermaid clothes they made, and the more beautiful the fabric looked.
The mermaid who was able to weave this mermaid robe and donated her scales must have at least the strength of a Golden Immortal or above.
Why did Xihai offer this precious treasure to please me?
Jiu Zhao's beautiful eyes turned from Jiao Yi to Ying Luo, with a look of suspicion on his face.
Yingluo didn't let her thoughts wander further. After handing the shark robe to Jiangyu beside her, she led the maids to bow down and said sincerely, "The West Sea Fairy Huanpo offended Your Highness earlier. During the time she has been back home, Yingluo has never been at peace. So, taking this opportunity to come to Lihentian to comfort the God Fuxu, Yingluo would like to apologize to Your Highness again on behalf of Huanpo and the other West Sea fairies.
"At the same time, I would like to offer this small gift as a token of my gratitude. I hope Your Highness can forgive me."
Although Jiu Zhao held grudges and was petty, Sanqing Tian had said countless bad things about her. She'd punished those she'd caught, but she'd dismissed those she hadn't caught as a fleeting gust of wind. She'd long since forgotten about Huan Po, but Ying Luo kept bringing it up.
Since she and Fuxu almost became husband and wife in the past, and King Liuge of the West Sea had been testing her openly and covertly for the past 4,500 years, Jiuzhao interpreted Yingluo's accusation as an attempt to establish her reputation as a narrow-minded goddess in front of Fuxu.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio here?
Jiu Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly felt the urge to act.
She grabbed Fuxu's dark black sleeves that were scattered around her, and pulled them, forcing Fuxu, whose divine power was locked, to sit over here. At the same time, she put her hand into his arm, and the two of them suddenly snuggled together intimately.
She turned her head and glanced at Fuxu's cold gaze which contained a hidden warning, and she laughed loudly in her heart: What a useless piece of wood with no self-control. He could act calm and composed in front of other gods in the past, but as soon as his old lover came, his butt which usually didn't move seemed to be on fire!
But she thought, and she did. The corners of her lips curled up in the most contrived smile, and she raised her hand to excuse them. "Oh, it's just a small matter. I've long forgotten Huanpo—Yingluo, you're really something. I didn't really blame Xihai for anything, yet you came all the way to my palace, kneeling and apologizing, as if I were narrow-minded and intolerant."
As she spoke, she used the space between their bodies to pull tightly onto Fuxu's sleeve, leaning against his shoulder like a little bird. "Luckily, Ah Xu also saw what happened last time. Otherwise, if you had told me about it, it would have been a serious matter."
"No, Your Highness, I did not mean that."
Ying Luo kowtowed again to express her sincerity. "I truly believe Huanpo and the others were wrong. Your Highness is the Crown Prince, and we have no choice but to respect, honor, and love you. There is no reason to talk behind your back. Even if Your Highness hadn't come in person last time, I would have reprimanded them!"
"Alright, alright."
Although adding "love you" after "respect you, honor you" sounded strange, Jiu Zhao didn't want to continue playing along. She was thinking about the important work she had to do with Fuxu after lunch, so she nodded perfunctorily, "I understand your feelings. Do you have anything else to report? If not, lunchtime is almost here, and I won't keep you from returning to the West Sea."
Unexpectedly, after receiving Jiu Zhao's forgiveness, Ying Luo raised her head. Her once tranquil eyes suddenly became bright, staring at her without blinking. Her voice took on a different tone: "Your Highness, I have lived in my fiefdom in the West Sea for a long time and have not served you and the Emperor wholeheartedly. Furthermore, with the Immortal Rank Examination approaching, I have discussed with my father and decided to temporarily reside in the Erqingtian West Sea Palace. The Emperor has approved my request, and I hope that Your Highness will allow me to visit you often over the next three months, to pay my respects to you and fulfill my duties as a subject."
The words of Yingluo's tongue blooming like a lotus flower can be summarized into two things.
First, the Immortal Level Examination is about to begin, and she has also moved from her fiefdom in the West Sea to Erqingtian.
Second, since the God Emperor has already acknowledged her constant "loyalty", Jiu Zhao cannot disobey his father's orders and refuse her visit behind closed doors.
Good guy, a man who is willing to kill himself for his ex-lover.
One of them chased after her, trying to do something secretly under the nose of his wife.
...Is there still law and order in the Three Pure Heavens?!
His heart was roaring with anger, and Jiu Zhao quickly muttered to himself that as long as Fu Xu's injuries were cured, they could be reunited, and it was not worth getting angry about these things.
"Prepare for the exam first," he repeated silently dozens of times, his fluctuating emotions finally calmed. Jiu Zhao looked at Ying Luo, who was eagerly waiting for his answer, and put on a fake smile that couldn't be more hypocritical. "If you have the energy, it won't be too late to come and pay a visit then."
Not being rejected outright is a victory.
Ignoring Jiu Zhao's reluctance, Ying Luo was delighted. She looked up at her for a moment, then turned her gaze to the side and cast a subtle look at Fu Xu:
"Then Your Highness, Supreme God, Yingluo will take her leave first."
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After sending Yingluo away, Jiuzhao instructed that all the gifts sent from Xihai be sealed in a private vault to prevent any prying objects from mixing in.
When it came to the mermaid dress, Jiu Zhao was a little more hesitant.
She just likes fancy clothes, the more eye-catching the better, and it is obvious that Yingluo touched her heart.
After much deliberation, she ordered someone to put it in the closet in her bedroom.
After finishing the matters at hand, Jiu Zhao came to the side hall.
Fuxu had sent all the servants away. He sat alone at the long desk by the window, reading the official documents attentively.
Jiu Zhao felt that his old habit of pretending had come back, and he said bluntly, "He Xiu, why are you sitting there instead of waiting for me on the bed?"
Her careless words, which lacked the manners of a lady, once again stung Fuxu, and he almost crumpled the thin paper in his hand.
He remained silent for several moments, finishing reading the last paragraph on the paper. However, he did not follow Jiu Zhao's order to walk to the bedside. Instead, he asked calmly, "I heard Princess Yingluozong mention that the Immortal Rank Examination is approaching. What do you think, Your Highness?"
If the mountain doesn’t come to me, I will go to the mountain.
Jiu Zhao came to his long desk with his hands behind his back and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think of this palace?"
"The exams to advance to Earthly Immortals and Golden Immortals are fine, but they only open once every 510,000 years. The exam to advance to the highest level of Celestial Immortals only opens once every 3,000 years. Your Highness missed one of these exams because you were heartbroken by Lan Qi's betrayal. Aren't you going to prepare for this one?"
The bright and warm light from the Three Pure Ones spread into the hall through the raised window lattices, dividing Fuxu's handsome face into two parts of light and dark.
Jiu Zhao initially stared at his calm and bright eyes, but when he suddenly mentioned Lan Qi, he quickly lowered his gaze and plunged into the shadows.
"Should we prepare for something that is destined to fail?"
She heard her lips opening and closing, speaking words of resignation.
But it is unclear whether the one who accepts his fate is the current situation, or -
“In every exam, only the top-ranked one can be promoted to the highest-ranking celestial being.
"I know my power isn't as strong as Yingluo's, nor do I have as much experience as her. If I insist on signing up, wouldn't that be humiliating myself?"
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