“I know, elder sister,” Fu Chishang replied. “The more we do now, the easier it will be for Xiaoxi to fight against the Heavenly Dao in the future.”
"Zhi'er." Ling Yunchen came in from outside the palace carrying tea and snacks. "I made some of your favorite dishes for you."
"These things are all made from spiritual herbs. They not only taste delicious, but they are also beneficial to improving your strength."
"Now that you manage such a vast realm of gods, you have to worry about all sorts of things. You are working too hard and need to eat more good food to nourish yourself."
"Cough cough cough, elder sister, you guys eat slowly, I'll be going now." Fu Chishang felt that he was getting in the way and was shining brightly, so he quickly slipped away.
"Achi, sit down and have something to eat with us."
"No need, elder sister, you all eat." As soon as Fu Chishang finished speaking, he disappeared from the hall.
"This child." Fu Lizhi shook her head helplessly, and ran away faster than a rabbit.
“He won’t eat it, but Zhi’er will. I made it all myself.” Ling Yunchen sat down next to Fu Lizhi and handed her the pastries he had made.
Fu Lizhi took the pastry, took a bite, and smiled. "It tastes just like I did. It's been so long since I've had this."
Chen Lang was a very good cook. Even though he was the emperor of a country, he was willing to cook for her, putting aside his imperial dignity.
She was the most favored concubine in the harem. Although she was confined to the imperial palace, she was able to spend every day with the man she loved and have children. Those few decades were the happiest days of her life.
“If you like it, I’ll make it for you every day,” Ling Yunchen said with a smile. “And try my flower tea too.”
"Chen Lang, what have you thought about what I told you before?" Fu Lizhi suddenly asked.
Ling Yunchen's hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped. "Zhi'er, my decision remains unchanged, just like my answer back then: I won't leave."
“The surface of the Nine Provinces is calm now, but I feel it’s the calm before the storm. If turmoil breaks out on the Nine Provinces, I’m afraid I won’t be able to take care of you then,” Fu Lizhi said with concern.
“I don’t feel comfortable leaving you here. The mortal continent is the lowest level, and the Heavenly Dao doesn’t bother to reach there. The mortal continent is relatively the safest.”
“The Nine Provinces Continent is the center of the storm. You should return to the mortal continent first. Once everything has settled down and the storm has passed, I will definitely come to the mortal continent to see you.”
Ling Yunchen placed the teacup back on the table and said solemnly, "Back then, you were willing to stay in the imperial palace of the Yunli Empire for my sake. You sacrificed so much for me."
“Now it’s my turn to give to you. What you can do, I can do too. I understand the responsibility of the gods you bear, and I know that you can no longer return to the Yunli Empire with me.”
“If you can’t go to the Yunli Empire, then I’ll stay here with you. You can stride forward without stopping for me, because I will catch up with you.”
“Our sons have grown up and are capable of handling the affairs of the Yunli Empire on their own. The emperor of the Yunli Empire is not indispensable to me, but Zhi’er’s lover is only one.”
Ling Yunchen said earnestly, "Since I'm with you, I'm willing to share the risks with you. Even if there's an abyss ahead and we end up in eternal damnation, I won't regret it."
"So, Zhi'er... don't send me away. Let me stay by your side. We've finally reunited, and I will never leave you again."
"Although I can't help you much, you can always rely on me when you're tired. I will always be behind you, accompanying you, never leaving you." Ling Yunchen's voice was firm.
Previously, Zhi'er was willing to stay in the Yunli Empire for him regardless of everything; now, he is also willing to give up everything to stay in the God Realm with Zhi'er.
Upon hearing this, Fu Lizhi gently stroked Ling Yunchen's face. "Alright, I won't send you away. We've missed too much time together. Now that we're reunited, I can't bear to part with you. No matter what lies ahead, we'll face it together."
Ling Yunchen placed his hand on Fu Lizhi's hand. "Zhi'er, promise me you won't say things like 'drive me away' again."
"I promise you."
Ling Yunchen smiled, picked up the teacup on the table again, and handed it to Fu Lizhi. "I brewed this flower tea myself, and I think it tastes very good."
"I don't know if it's because of the addition of precious medicinal herbs, or because my cooking skills have improved, but this tea tastes better than the one I used to make for Zhi'er."
"Really? Then I must try it." Fu Lizhi's curiosity was piqued, and she took a sip. The two of them looked at each other with tenderness in their eyes.
They had experienced a heart-wrenching separation, a near-death experience, and thought they would never see each other again. How fortunate they are to be able to reunite and be together again!
Fu Lizhi was busy with the affairs of the divine realm all day long, while Ling Yunchen kept her palace in good order and planted many flowers in her courtyard, making people feel comfortable and relaxed at first glance.
In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.
Beyond the clouds and in the sky.
Cang Jun was enveloped in dense, turbid air, and he no longer possessed the aura of the Heavenly Dao he once had.
He sat there cross-legged, surrounded by stagnant air. His palms faced each other in front of him, with a miniature boundary marker floating between them.
Suddenly, the power on the miniature boundary marker spread outwards in concentric circles, then vanished, and the turbid air in the clouds instantly reached an even more terrifying level.
"Hehehe—Success!"
"We've finally gained our freedom, ahahaha!"
"From now on, no one can suppress us anymore."
A series of hoarse voices filled with hostility echoed in the sky beyond the clouds, and clumps of turbid air continued to emerge from the earth's veins.
Cang Jun slowly rose to his feet. The power of the Heavenly Dao was no longer pure, but had transformed into a more powerful force of turbid energy.
"This unparalleled and powerful strength is truly captivating." Cang Jun squinted, feeling this power, and he could already imagine the feeling of being the only one of his kind in the world.
He didn't care about the progenitor of the demon realm or the Demon Lord, the son of turbid energy; they were all ants under his feet!
"It seems you are quite satisfied with this power. Now it is your turn to conquer the world. All those who do not submit to you deserve to die!" the turbid energy bewitched.
The turbid energy completely aroused the desires within Cang Jun's body, suppressing his reason and leaving only his instincts, which were frantically manipulated by his desires.
He looked down at the miniature boundary marker in his palm. The sealing power on the boundary marker had been completely dissipated by his turbid energy, and it was now as fragile as tofu.
He clenched his fist tightly, and with a "crack," the mini boundary marker shattered.
He knew that the Demon Ancestor was searching for the boundary marker, but he never imagined that the last boundary marker would be in the Cloud Beyond Heaven. In other words, the entire Cloud Beyond Heaven was the last boundary marker.
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