Zhi’er put her hands on her hips and sighed, looking very helpless.
"I also want to visit him, but as you can see, I’m busy every day accumulating rit."
"Once I complete this task, I will have ninety-one rits, and I’m about to reach fulfillnt. Once my great mission is accomplished, I will definitely visit him."
After saying that, Zhi’er extended her plain hand.
"Is there any more dried evil ghost at? Give so."
She needed it to feed the demons!
White Impermanence frowned: "Oh, young ancestor, didn’t I just give you three bags last ti, and it’s still not enough?"
Zhi’er nodded: "Now, as I travel across the land, I’ve t more demons and ghosts, don’t I need to make connections?"
White Impermanence shook his head and sighed: "It’s truly tough."
He took out a bag of dried at ant for his own treats and then snatched another from Black Impermanence.
A total of two bags were given to Zhi’er.
Before leaving.
They glanced at Feng Fuce who had been standing behind Zhi’er all along.
Over the years, his identity as the Demon Lord, outside the mortal world, was no longer a secret.
Everyone knew he was always by Zhi’er’s side, and the two had a very good relationship.
Black Impermanence spoke to Zhi’er: "Princess, there are so words we should remind you."
"Within the Three Realms, there are so bad rumors saying that you spend your days with demons and ghosts and will sooner or later beco a Fallen God."
If that day really cos, Zhi’er’s fate might be even worse than Jing Jia’s.
Nevertheless, upon hearing this, Zhi’er imdiately rolled up her sleeves.
She widened her big, black, shiny eyes.
"Who dares to spread rumors about ? They only do so because my mother is still unconscious, so they dare to be disrespectful to ! Tell their nas, and I’ll beat them until they regret being born!"
Black and White Impermanence didn’t dare speak.
They waved their hands.
Then, grabbing Yan Song’s soul, they hurriedly left.
Afraid that if Zhi’er insisted on questioning, they’d cause trouble and definitely be held accountable by King Yan.
Zhi’er watched them leave and snorted coldly: "Cowards!"
Turning back, she saw Feng Fuce’s eyes dark and cold, while beside them, Yan He was stunned listening to her talk as if to herself.
Yan He at this mont was already convinced in her heart.
This girl who claid to be the Kunshan Goddess was truly extraordinary.
The uncles she just called Black and White must be the Impermanence Ghost ssengers of hell!
Successfully sending away Yan Song’s ghost, Yan He also let go.
A golden rit once again drifted from the heavens, landing on Zhi’er’s palm.
After bidding farewell to the Yan family and taking a bit of compensation, she happily boarded the carriage with Feng Fuce.
They were rushing back to the Capital overnight.
Because, just today during the day, while Zhi’er was busy, the Emperor sent an urgent ssage.
Commanding Feng Fuce that if he didn’t bring the Princess back soon, he would suspect Fuce of kidnapping the Princess.
By then, the Emperor would issue an order to arrest Feng Fuce.
Zhi’er felt that if she didn’t return soon, her good partner would be troubled by her father.
So she decided to return to the Capital overnight.
Sitting in the carriage, Zhi’er happily made another mark in her booklet.
"Ninety-two rits, how wonderful, just eight more and I’ll complete my succession!"
Feng Fuce did not speak beside her.
Zhi’er extended her hand and, like a good brother, put her arm around his shoulder.
The young girl smiled with squinted eyes, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful and majestic.
"Once I beco the Heavenly Dao, I’ll have friendly relations with your Demon World, and in the future, we won’t have to et like enemies anymore!"
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