Feng Qingcheng felt that she shouldn't have helped Long Moyuan.
That's good now.
He tormented me for several more days.
Waaah.
Who can tell her that Long Moyuan's demonic cultivation is so terrifying?
Even more outrageous is that, because she cultivated with him and absorbed his powerful spiritual energy, she was only one step away from becoming a Xuan God.
This can be considered a perk.
It was a sure win without lifting a finger.
Finally, when Feng Qingcheng's body was about to fall apart, Long Moyuan finally let her go.
"Ah Cheng, how are you?"
"Violent man." Feng Qingcheng glared at him angrily.
Long Moyuan touched his chest, which she had scratched beyond recognition, and then smiled and said, "Acheng is indeed quite violent, but I like it."
Feng Qingcheng covered her head with the blanket.
She was so embarrassed.
I never want to see anyone again.
Because Long Moyuan needed some time to deal with the matters of the Demon Clan, Feng Qingcheng asked Nanfeng and the others to return to the Human Clan with Wuhuang first.
Although Nanfeng and the others were reluctant to leave, Feng Qingcheng, in her capacity as captain, demanded that they each bury three fake fragments upon returning, forcing the three to depart.
When Wu Huang left, Feng Qingcheng didn't say a word to him. He was unconvinced and tried to win her over several times, only to be met with indifference, before finally giving up.
Ah Cheng never forgave her.
If it weren't for thinking about Qiaoqiao and his son, he would have waited for Acheng to leave together.
“Acheng, I’m going back to find your mother and brother. I promise I’ll cure your mother.”
Feng Qingcheng turned away and ignored him.
She couldn't cure her mother's illness.
Where did the Black Emperor get his large face that can be cured?
In fact, she had been thinking these days that her mother's brain probably needed surgery to be truly cured.
As for the extent of recovery, that depends on luck.
"Ah Cheng, we're leaving."
"Captain, you and the prince should come back quickly, we're waiting for you."
"Let's go quickly."
Honestly, it's just leaving first, why are you making it sound like a life-or-death separation?
It wasn't her who went to see them off, but rather they all came to her palace to say goodbye.
Feng Qingcheng set up a barrier, and as a result, it became peaceful.
My friends must be crying when they see this.
The captain clearly wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.
Looking at the Black Emperor again, he too left sadly.
In the space.
The little pig took out the seven treasure map fragments it had collected and started piecing them together.
Anyway, when it has nothing to do, it likes to mess with fragmented images.
With each piece put together, it felt that its owner was a god.
The fragments that had not been collected in ten thousand years had actually been almost entirely gathered by its owner.
Its master is a divine being.
With nothing else to do, Feng Qingcheng went into her spatial dimension to tinker with medicinal herbs.
She discovered that as her level increased, her spiritual water became increasingly concentrated.
Pills refined with spiritual water are considered divine pills, with effects hundreds of times stronger than those refined with ordinary water.
Furthermore, consuming this spiritual water can aid in cultivation and advancement.
She felt that God loved her so much.
She refined a pot of advancement pills for her spirit pets, which made them extremely happy.
As for the three thumb-sized heroes, they have also grown to twice their original size.
Now they are about the size of two thumbs.
"This is a growth pill, I'm giving it to you, hoping you'll grow up quickly."
"Thank you, Master." Thumb Three Handsome was overjoyed.
"If you get tired of cultivating, go out and have some fun. It's important to balance work and rest. Don't let yourself get too stressed out."
Feng Qingcheng is very open-minded.
What if I develop depression from practicing day and night?
This is the Demon Palace, her and A Yuan's domain, and no one dares to do anything to her spirit pet.
So all the guys ran off to play, except for the little pig.
I don't know what this guy is thinking, he's not going out to play.
"Is it interesting that you keep piecing together these fragments every day? You haven't even collected them all yet, and you keep piecing together the same few patterns." Feng Qingcheng shook her head with a smile.
"Master, don't you think the pattern on these fragments looks familiar?" the little pig asked, puzzled. "I feel like I've seen it somewhere before..."
Feng Qingcheng leaned closer to take a look. The treasure map was now missing a corner, and the pattern on it was very complicated. The seven fragments looked like seven areas, or perhaps they were interconnected.
"You've seen it? You're just bragging." Feng Qingcheng rubbed its pig head. "Looking at too many things will ruin your brain. Go out and play."
Poor little pig, studying the fragments every day, probably even dreaming about these patterns.
I really don't understand, why would a pig waste its brain?
Isn't it better to eat well and sleep soundly?
The little pig hurriedly defended itself: "Really, I really have seen it. I have a photographic memory, so it must be that I've seen too much and have temporarily forgotten it."
"Such a complicated pattern gives me a headache. How could you possibly remember it? Since you don't want to go out, you should just wash up and go to bed early."
The little pig said defiantly, "They really saw it, so I must have hidden it. I'll go find it."
Then Feng Qingcheng's space was in complete disarray.
The little pig scattered all the patterns it had collected into the air.
Paper was flying all over Feng Qingcheng's head.
This little pig's hobby is truly bizarre.
Why do you keep collecting these pictures?
It should collect more pig feed; that would be the right thing to do.
Not preparing for one's proper duties.
Feng Qingcheng sighed helplessly.
She sat cross-legged, diligently practicing her cultivation.
She has been cultivating with Long Moyuan too much, and her advancement is too fast. She needs to consolidate her foundation.
An hour later.
"Master, I found it!" the little pig shouted excitedly.
Feng Qingcheng is consolidating her foundation and has no time to deal with it.
"This one, this is the one your mother drew." The little piggy shook her shoulder, distracting her.
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to give up her cultivation and glared at it fiercely: "Little pig, go away, don't disturb my cultivation."
“Really, this was drawn by your mother. Look, doesn’t it look like her?” The little pig put a densely drawn picture in front of her.
She had to look at the painting.
She was stunned when she saw it.
How come this painting looks exactly like the treasure map I collected?
The remaining fragment has also been drawn.
Feng Qingcheng's breathing quickened: "Little piggy, you must have drawn this based on the fragments, right? Aren't you best at forging?"
The little pig quickly denied it: "Master, I really didn't! Besides, I don't know the pattern of the eighth fragment, do you?"
She really didn't know about this eighth fragment.
Even the Emperor didn't know.
Actually, the emperor only knew the pattern of the five fragments.
As for the sixth and seventh fragments, she judged them entirely based on her intuition.
After all, she had never made a mistake in her previous life, otherwise how could she have stolen such a great treasure?
Feng Qingcheng studied the painting carefully for a while, then pursed her lips: "So, this really was painted by my mother?"
"How could it be fake? Your mother painted these pictures, and she liked to make marks. Look at this signature."
Feng Qingcheng saw the character "Qiao" drawn on the back.
My mother liked to sign her name every time she made a mask.
Even the secret manuals she wrote for herself before were all signed by her.
Feng Qingcheng remembered that her mother had told her to find the treasure, saying that the treasure belonged to their family and should not fall into the hands of others.
She had previously thought her mother was joking, but now it seemed that her mother had drawn the treasure map based on her memory.
The paintings her mother made before were so terrible that when her mother painted them again, she just stuffed them all into her storage space.
Luckily, the little piggy saved it for her.
"Could it be that my mother knows the whereabouts of the eighth fragment?" Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed.
"Judging from the current situation, it's very likely," Little Piggy analyzed.
Feng Qingcheng was extremely excited: "That's great! It seems I was born to be a treasure hunter. I was a master thief in my past life, and I've inherited his excellent genes in this life."
Well, we're really lucky.
Just like in her previous life, there was no treasure she couldn't steal.
"Master, now that we know the whereabouts of the eighth fragment, the right thing to do is to hurry back to the human race. You've been gone for so long, aren't you afraid that the Emperor will imprison your mother as a hostage?"
“He wouldn’t dare.” Feng Qingcheng jumped up. “With our current cultivation levels, A Yuan and I could wipe him out in a minute.”
"That may be true, but do you have the power? The Emperor has the most soldiers. You don't want to kill him and then be hunted down every day, do you?"
"At worst, I'll just hide in a spatial dimension."
"How many people can you hide in this little space?"
Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment.
Yes, killing the emperor is very easy; she and A-Yuan can escape at any time, but their relatives and friends cannot.
"We'll leave once A Yuan has dealt with the demons; there's no rush."
The Emperor is using her to search for treasure, but she hasn't found the treasure yet, so the Emperor won't do anything to her mother.
Furthermore, the Emperor Wu has already returned.
With the Emperor Wu's power, surely he couldn't have failed to protect his own wife and son?
If he's really too incompetent, and the emperor has taken her mother hostage, then she'll have no choice but to join forces with A-Yuan to mobilize the demons to burn down the emperor's palace.
I hope that kind of thing never happens.
Three days later.
Long Moyuan has completely solved the problem of the Demon Clan.
The demons were all astonished—
"The Demon King is truly a genius."
"He can solve all the problems that the previous Demon King couldn't."
"We can't let such a brilliant genius leave us."
"Yes, yes, the former Demon King's wish was to unify the human race."
...
Long Moyuan was well aware of the thoughts of the demons.
These guys are way too ambitious. How dare they lay a finger on the human race?
Although he hated his father, it did not mean he could bear to see the people suffer.
"As long as I reign, I will never invade the human race. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"
In the main hall, Long Moyuan unleashed his overwhelming power, forcing all the ministers to vomit blood.
All the ministers were terrified.
Who says the new Demon King isn't ruthless enough?
When he gets angry, he's no different from the former Demon King.
"The Emperor Wu has trained a good army for me. I believe he does not want this army to stain the human race with blood. Otherwise, not only will the Emperor Wu object, but I will be the first to object."
The demons knelt in fear, not daring to utter a sound.
"The Demon Queen has come up with many new plans for governing the country and many ideas for doing business. I have ordered all ministers to prepare. I will be leaving the Demon Realm for a while. When I return, I will personally assess your performance. Ministers who fail to meet the standards will be dismissed!"
"Your Majesty, we obey!"
"Long live the Demon King! Long live the Demon King! Long live the Demon King!"
"All of you, step back."
As soon as Long Moyuan finished speaking, he disappeared.
The ministers shook their heads.
This new demon king dislikes war and prefers governing the country.
However, the Demon King and Demon Queen's methods for governing the country are quite novel.
Perhaps the demon race's economy can double.
"Ah Cheng, I've taken care of everything."
Long Moyuan rushed into Feng Qingcheng's palace and embraced her.
Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed: "Then can we go back to the human race?"
Long Moyuan nodded: "Yes, we can go back now."
He misses his mother.
With his current cultivation level, rescuing his mother would be an easy task.
Feng Qingcheng naturally knew what he was thinking.
"A-Yuan, once you return to the human race, what's the first thing you want to do?"
"To save my mother." Long Moyuan didn't want to hide it from her.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Your thoughts coincide with mine, but we cannot go head-to-head with the Emperor. After all, his power is not to be underestimated, and besides, there are so many people in the Prince An's mansion."
"Are you afraid that Father will use the lives of the people from the Prince of An's mansion to blackmail me?"
Feng Qingcheng nodded: "I know A Yuan is very powerful now, but I don't want to see anyone injured or killed, and I believe my mother-in-law feels the same way."
Long Moyuan hugged her tightly: "Does Acheng have any good ideas?"
Feng Qingcheng gave him a fake death pill.
"This is a drug to induce a state of suspended animation. After taking it, the person will appear to be dead and will wake up after seven days."
Long Moyuan excitedly accepted the medicine: "Acheng, you are so kind."
"Since your mother-in-law is dead, let's not leave her in the human race. Let's bring her here. Your grandfather must miss her, and I believe she misses him too."
Long Moyuan said, "Acheng, you actually pleaded for that guy?"
Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "These days, when I'm bored, I play chess with him and I find that he misses his mother more and more. Sometimes he even treats me like his mother."
Is there any possibility that his memory can be restored?
"If I do my best to treat him, I think he can recover some of his memories, but would recovering his memories really be good for him?"
Long Moyuan remained silent.
The two then packed some things before finally returning to the human realm.
Three days later.
Long Moyuan and Feng Qingcheng returned to the capital.
Today is the day His Highness the Crown Prince led his men to forcibly enter the Prince An's residence.
"I want to enter the Prince An's residence. What, you lowly servants dare to stop me?"
The Seven Star Formation of Prince An's Mansion is incredibly powerful; even his secret attacks couldn't break through it.
I heard that Long Moyuan and Feng Qingcheng weren't at the manor at all; they went treasure hunting.
These days, fragments of a treasure map are circulating all over the capital.
He felt that if the two of them really found the fragments, they would definitely take them back to the palace and hide them.
Therefore, today, he wants to go into the Prince's mansion to find out what's going on.
“Your Highness, my master has gone to another country to discuss business. Please return.” Wu Fu said.
"Hmph, is Seventh Brother going to discuss business or deliberately avoiding the Royal Combat Tournament in three days?"
“My lord is very powerful now, how could he be afraid of a mere competition?” Wu Fu was furious.
"Yes, he's a good-for-nothing. He finally recovered his cultivation, so he's definitely not the same as before. But Seventh Brother has been missing for three months straight. There's nothing we can do about it, isn't there?"
"My lord doesn't have one! Your Highness, you're forcing your way in!"
Wu Fu was furious.
But His Highness the Crown Prince ignored him and went straight in.
Dan Yue and the others have already set up their formations.
But the prince wasn't afraid and boldly walked into their formation.
"Do you dare to hurt me?" the Crown Prince asked arrogantly.
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