132 The Martial Emperor was not old.
Piaomiaoyue fell silent as well. She thought to herself, 'Yes, after all, she's the Holy Emperor's own sister. Even the current Crown Prince has to call her "Aunt." And she's the Martial Empress. Ordinary aristocratic families really aren't worthy of her.'
Yun Su continued, "Lord Si, you must be around this age this year, right?" She then held up a few slender fingers to indicate this.
Piaomiaoyue nodded, "Yes, less than four." Then her eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Yunsu.
Yun Su shook her head. "Your Majesty, it has been a long time since you held court. The Crown Prince is currently overseeing the country. I wonder if Your Majesty has achieved a breakthrough?"
The two then stopped discussing the matter.
The ethereal moon conveyed a message: "I don't think I've ever seen sweet potatoes like Rou Rou's before. If the yield is really this high, it should be able to solve part of the food problem in this border region."
Moreover, he is skilled at cultivating medicinal herbs. "Shen Lang, I suspect my body is somewhat deficient right now. If I had more medicinal pills, I wouldn't damage my foundation."
Yun Su nodded, saying, "Yes, sister is right. Wanqing is skilled in alchemy. We'll inquire again tomorrow to see what medicinal herbs are needed. We'll buy them all. That way, Shen Lang won't lack pills for now."
Piaomiaoyue nodded, thinking that she was also quite poor. If it weren't for the Lord of the Division's help, she probably wouldn't have been able to break through to the sixth level, let alone reach the current Martial King realm. She felt that she was lacking in many ways.
Yun Su looked at Piao Miao Yue with a hesitant gaze, then suddenly understood what I was thinking. She gently leaned into Piao Miao Yue's arms and softly touched her waist, which was perfectly toned. Piao Miao Yue's brows relaxed slightly, and she instantly smiled.
Yun Su said softly, "Sister, don't worry. The Lord of the Palace has considered things much more than we have. We should start building the city tomorrow. They say there will be an incredible sight when it's completed, but I don't know if that's true or not."
Piaomiaoyue nodded gently and held Yunsu in her arms. They fell asleep together. A sweet dream lingered on her lips. In her dream, someone was keeping her company.
The bright moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a soft, shimmering glow like tassels. It gently illuminated her face, as beautiful as a shy flower, and the slight smile at the corner of her lips—a smile that, if seen by anyone, would likely drive them mad.
From now on, I will no longer be human.
The eagle demon Weiming swiftly traversed the void. Near the Hundred Thousand Mountains, a pair of sharp eyes were observing aged herbs clinging to the cliff face. Thinking of his recent cultivation progress, he felt a surge of satisfaction.
Moreover, the clan elders also intend for him to be one of the future contenders. Although his clan is currently small, including himself, there are only three contenders, and he is the last one. But being noticed by the elders means he still has a good chance.
After entering the Ten Thousand Mountains, Wei Ming became extremely cautious. His feathers suddenly resembled the clouds in the sky. He flew carefully.
Although the Eagle Clan is one of the dominant species in the skies of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are other birds of prey that can rival them, such as the hawk, so they are quite cautious.
Along the way, they found no ancient herbs, only ordinary ones that looked like weeds. Wei Ming felt they were worthless and naturally didn't bother picking them, since he didn't have hands. He then quickly returned to his clan.
Inside the clan, the elders were currently discussing matters. Wei Ming was now one of the candidates, so he was able to freely enter and leave the elders' council chamber.
It's called a council hall, a name they imitated from humans. In reality, it's just a huge tree branch, hundreds of feet tall. However, at the very top of this branch, the lush foliage resembles a large round table, stretching out to a width of ten feet.
They were discussing this when an eagle spoke up, "This immortal herb, which matures only once every hundred years, is about to ripen." This eagle was ten zhang tall, gently swaying in the breeze, like an immortal.
"Elder," Wei Mingfei greeted him in a low voice as he flew up. He knew when to back down. This was their group's sixth-tier peak member, possessing exceptionally high wind attribute talent, and had studied with humans for a period. Therefore, he was quite intelligent.
However, one cannot transform into human form until reaching the seventh level.
The other voice was different. It sounded much clearer and crisper. The feathers were smooth and translucent, dotted with tiny white spots. In Wei Ming's eyes, it was absolutely stunning. This was the Fifth Elder, and also the youngest.
He possesses exceptional talent. He's already at the sixth rank. He has the best chance of breaking through to the seventh rank and becoming a Demon King. He is also the hope of his clan.
Once a seventh-tier demon king is formed, their clan's living space will greatly increase. Their influence and territory will also expand significantly. They will become the focus of several elders' cultivation efforts.
Wei Ming and the other two are merely the hope for the future. Currently, all the resources are naturally focused on the Fifth Elder. The Fifth Elder's arrogant gaze didn't even glance at Wei Ming or the other two.
It's that simple among the demon race: strength is king. Without strength, you're just a pretty boy, and no eagle will even notice you. It's simple and brutal.
Although the Fifth Elder was his goddess, Wei Ming could only lower his head slightly, utterly timid. He thought to himself, 'I need to quickly find a way to please my master. And the Spirit Fox—once I break through to the Demon King realm, I'll take you in.'
He appeared meek and obedient, listening intently. 'What did the Grand Elder just say? Ascension Grass!'
Wei Ming finally came to his senses. It was the Ascension Grass. Of course, not for becoming an immortal or a Buddha. Rather, this grass was also incredibly magical. This Ascension Grass could be found everywhere in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and was also known as the Opportunity Grass.
Because every hundred years or so, one of the Immortal Grasses in these Hundred Thousand Mountains will undergo a change, absorbing the life force of all the other Immortal Grasses.
If you find large patches of Ascension Grass withering, turning yellow, and dying, then one Ascension Grass is about to mature. Therefore, this is the busiest time for every demon beast in the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains, as they all emerge to vie for this opportunity.
Because once found and consumed, there's a very high chance of breaking through to the Demon King level. This is the most brutal war in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, occurring once every hundred years. Those who have already become Demon Kings naturally hope to add another Demon King to their clan.
However, it's unclear what rules govern this. Those who have already broken through to the Demon King level cannot participate. Furthermore, they cannot force other demon beasts to participate. It's said that these rules originated from deeper within the mountains.
Once, a demon king, defying all superstition, slaughtered other demon beasts before the Ascension Grass matured, enslaving and forcing them to search for the Grass for him. He was later annihilated by a gigantic hand as large as the sky.
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