The Vermilion Bird cautiously said, "But even if he truly cos, it doesn’t an he’s willing to have a child with you... Although the Master is a peerless beauty, after all, humans and demons walk different paths. This kind of thing might be hard for him to accept?"
Zhu Wujiang was silent for a mont and said, "I think Chen Mo isn’t that averse to the Demon Clan. You Ji is still doing well, which already shows his attitude, and the attraction of the bloodline is not sothing ordinary people can resist."
"But before that, there are so things I need to confirm first."
Seeing Zhu Wujiang’s solemn expression, the Vermilion Bird did not ask further, bowing, "I will now take my leave."
With that, the figure slowly disappeared from sight.
Zhu Wujiang then flew towards the depths of the mountains.
Leaping into a cavern, he continued down a winding tunnel until he reached the deepest part of the mountain.
There, a massive stone door stood embedded in the rock face, several ters high, covered with talismans written in red ink on a yellow background, with scorching heat occasionally sweeping through the seams.
Zhu Wujiang took a deep breath, stepped forward, and knocked on the door knocker.
Dong——
The scorching heat abruptly stopped.
A mont later, the door opened by itself, and a low, hoarse voice ca from within: "Enter."
Zhu Wujiang entered, and the door slowly closed behind him.
Before his eyes was a deep well that seed bottomless, as if connecting straight to the Earth’s core. Accompanied by the sound of chains clattering, two crimson vertical pupils erged from the darkness, hauntingly watching Zhu Wujiang.
"Mother." Zhu Wujiang lowered his head.
Zhu Jiuyou’s voice carried a hint of displeasure, "Why do you call ?"
In this Eternal Prison, every mont is tornt. Only slumber allows for a reprieve from the pain, but having been awakened twice recently, naturally, there was so dissatisfaction.
Zhu Wujiang spoke softly, "I went to Qing Province and entered a Secret Realm called the ’Taoist Collection.’"
At these words, the air suddenly fell silent.
The pair of vertical pupils beca even more intense, like a blazing sun, with a terrifying pressure that nearly solidified the air, "And then?"
Zhu Wujiang suppressed the trembling rising from his bloodline and briefly described what transpired inside, without ntioning Chen Mo and Yu Youhan, "That Yin Yang Reversal Array, it doesn’t seem to be entirely Mother’s work... If I’m not mistaken, the one who set up the array should be one of the Ancient Emperors of the Human Race who besieged you back then?"
"Was it also this person who trapped Mother for a millennium?"
"What exactly is his relationship with Mother?"
Faced with Zhu Wujiang’s questions, Zhu Jiuyou did not reply imdiately.
After a long ti, his gaze gradually dimd, sighing, "As one of impure bloodline in the Dragon Clan, to achieve this is already quite talented, but your determination is still lacking. I didn’t intend to tell you so soon, but since the Taoist Collection has opened, it ans everything is inevitable..."
"Forget it, words cannot explain clearly, you better see for yourself."
Zhu Jiuyou’s sharp claws tore open his palm, a drop of crimson blood flowing out, slowly rging into Zhu Wujiang’s brow.
After carefully inspecting the mories in the blood, Zhu Wujiang was instantly stunned on the spot.
They had speculated about many things, but the truth of those years far exceeded their expectations!
"I never imagined it would be..."
"Now you should understand why I told you to dispel your fantasies, to stop attempting to coexist with the Human Race, because those base creatures are simply not trustworthy!"
"Smooth-talking, honey-lipped yet swords-hearted, what we deem as life-binding oaths are but tools for them to seize benefits!"
Aside from anger, there was a slight tremor of sorrow in Zhu Jiuyou’s voice.
In all these years, Zhu Wujiang had never felt such complex emotions from his mother.
"I understand Mother’s plight, but..."
Before he could finish, Zhu Jiuyou seed to sense sothing, and his massive body suddenly surfaced.
The chains on the well walls tightened, runes glowing red, crushing scales and embedding into flesh and blood, yet he seed oblivious, his vertical pupils fixed on a void sowhere.
"This aura... it’s Fahrenheit Star!"
"Soone has cultivated the ’Ancient Spirit Constitution’ to the Fahrenheit Star Realm!"
"Could it be soone in this world has refined the True Dragon Blood? Moreover, I can also sll Red Dragon Qi. It seems the prediction of that Taoist was correct, the millennium change has finally arrived!"
Zhu Wujiang’s heart wildly thumped upon hearing this!
Throughout Jiu Zhou, the only person capable of refining True Dragon Blood was Chen Mo!
When they last parted, Chen Mo was still in the ’Burning Thunder’ Realm. It’s only been a few days, and he’s already advanced to the third realm... To think, she had cultivated for years, with guidance from her mother, and now she was rely at the peak of the Fahrenheit Star!
Such talent was simply astonishing!
Suppressing the excitent in his voice, Zhu Jiuyou said urgently, "Regardless of who he is, bring him back to see as soon as possible!"
"Yes." Zhu Wujiang nodded in response, bowing as she withdrew.
Leaving the Eternal Prison, staring at the tightly closed door, she sighed softly.
"Mother, I understand there’s so truth in your words, but..."
"He’s different..."
...
...
The next morning.
Last night, Chen Zhuo learned that the Princess had co to the Chen Mansion and was in critical condition, frightening him so much that he didn’t sleep a wink.
He skipped today’s early court session and, before dawn, waited in the courtyard with He Yuzhi, fearing any mishap.
"His Majesty has issued a mobilization limit order and set up a temporary military institution, seemingly intending to reclaim military power, with the Princess being the first target!"
"The court is currently in turmoil, with all eyes on her. If anything were to happen to her, it would be disastrous! The Six Ministries taking advantage of the situation is a minor issue, but what I’m worried about is the Emperor might make a move..."
Furrowing his brows, Chen Zhuo’s expression was extrely grave.
That day in court, when the Emperor publicly announced Chen Mo’s participation in the selection of the Prince Consort, he sensed sothing was amiss.
Intuition told him there was certainly a larger sche hidden behind this, with the Chen Family caught in a dilemma, one wrong move and they would plumt into an abyss!
"No matter what, the Princess cannot die in the Chen Family!"
"Since the Lu Shuangge knows of this matter, we must find a way to drag the Lv Family down with us too!"
Beside him, He Yuzhi gently tugged Chen Zhuo’s sleeve, softly saying, "Don’t worry, Mo’er said he’s confident, it’s not just empty words, I think there won’t be a problem."
Chen Zhuo sighed, "I hope so."
Truthfully, he wasn’t too hopeful inside. The issue with Chu Yanli couldn’t even be resolved by the Imperial Hospital Envoy, making a complete cure nearly impossible. Now, the only hope was that she wouldn’t die too quickly...
Creak——
Just then, a soft sound echoed.
The door swung open, and Chen Mo stepped out in a dark robe, montarily surprised to see them.
"Father, Mother?"
"What are you doing here so early?"
Chen Zhuo knitted his brows, "You still have the nerve to ask, you rebel son? Do you realize the kind of trouble you’ve caused! What about the Princess, has she woken up yet?"
"She..." Chen Mo hesitated slightly.
Seeing this, the two felt their hearts sink halfway.
But before they could speak, a figure in a red dress gracefully appeared.
Smooth, lotus-like arms wrapped around Chen Mo’s waist from behind, her radiant face resting against his shoulder, coquettishly reprimanding, "Why leave in such a hurry? Stay with a little longer..."
???
Chen Zhuo and He Yuzhi stood rooted to the spot as if cast with a petrification spell, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Noticing the odd atmosphere, Chu Yanli blushed instantly, stamring, "Mr. Chen, Lady Chen, when did you arrive?"
"Ahem, we really shouldn’t be here." Chen Zhuo snapped back to reality, shivering slightly, hastily bowing, "Your Highness, please carry on, I shall take my leave."
With that, he grabbed He Yuzhi and hurried off.
Chu Yanli: "..."
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