Chapter 210: Sleeping in the Imperial Bedchamber, Committing an Offense Against One's Superior

"What did you say? What happened to Chen Mo?"

The Empress came back to her senses and said urgently, "Quick, summon Zhongli He in!"

"Yes."

The palace maid acknowledged and withdrew.

A moment later, Zhongli He carried Chen Mo on his shoulder into the palace.

"This servant pays respects to Her Highness the Empress…"

"…"

Seeing Chen Mo with his eyes tightly shut and unconscious, the Empress's brow twitched as she said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and put him on the bed!"

Lin Xi promptly recalled the Void Heaven Cauldron into her body and glanced up at the sky. Streams of cosmic energy had begun to gather, and the Mysterious-Yellow Mother Qi had vanished. Even though Lin Xi had the power of faith to interfere with the World Will's detection, she had still been noticed by this realm's Heavenly Dao Will.

As the progenitor of the Daoist school, having witnessed all of Xing Jie's various fortuities, it was indeed relatively easy for him to figure out the function of the Sacred Tree.

Strolling leisurely along the mountain path, Lin Xi acted like an ordinary person, admiring the scenery around her as she climbed step by step along the stone stairs. Gazing at the occasional immortal cranes and spirit beasts emerging from the cloud-wrapped mountains, she would sometimes pause to watch for a while.

Li Jiacheng and the other nodded. As for the Heavenly Dao Ganoderma, they had indeed heard of it and also knew its value.

"Understood. Actually, Brother Lü, even using your real name is fine. In this Sea of Clouds Star Domain, there are quite a few outside cultivators. As long as Brother Lü doesn't act too high-profile, it won't attract the attention of the Sea of Clouds Star Domain's great powers!" Li Qianmei said with a smile.

Meanwhile, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign above sneered coldly. With a light flick of the horsetail whisk in his hand, the Pangu Banner transformed into countless grey sword qi, slashing down from all directions.

As for Ling Junyi, who possessed such a heaven-defying treasure, Dao Ba felt there was no longer any need to worry about Yuan Kong escaping, because that legendary treasure was truly fearsome—once you went in, you could forget about coming out.

The thick-bearded youth, seeing him get serious and finding it difficult to maintain a hard attitude, took the initiative to pour him tea.

"Aren't you going to pull your pants up? Or do you want me to help you with that too?" Long Yufei saw Ling Chen Guang staring at the two of them while talking, and he still hadn't pulled his pants up, so she said irritably.

A group of people had already spoken words of praise tonight; he had built up immunity, never tired of hearing them, and took them calmly in stride.

"I…" Mei'er wiped her tears and described the scene from earlier, which made the True Dragon's Nine Sons feel a chill run down their spines.

The awkwardness only lasted a few seconds. As the two struck up a conversation, too many students had gathered at the intersection. The red light had barely passed halfway when the main group began marching across the road. He no longer had the mind to obey traffic rules and hurried to follow the crowd.

"Yes, you need to learn the Ever-Young Art. Living another three cycles of sixty years would be perfectly normal for you." Xia Yuan said seriously, lowering his head.

After the tornado caused by the sword qi torrent swept away all the black fog in this space, Yang Hao suddenly felt his vision blur. The space ahead rippled, and then he saw a middle-aged man in black clothes with sharply defined features looking at him with a teasing gaze.

Jun Qianmo quietly watched Ouyang Yingqi, who was crying uncontrollably. Gloom shrouded his entire body. He felt he could not agree to her request. He was clear about his own physical condition—perhaps at any moment in the next second, there was a risk of death.

"Feeling unwell, aren't you?" Seeing Jun Qianmo's pale face, Ouyang Yingqi asked worriedly. "Let's go back to the hospital." She helped Jun Qianmo into the wheelchair and headed for the hospital.

However, a snake tail as thick as a pillar slammed hard into the giant's back, and Yang Hao immediately staggered. He turned around at once, wanting to counterattack again, only to find that the Frost Python's long body had vanished into the lake water, disappearing without a trace.

"Really? Why play the pipa? You should play the guqin. Also, the flute is not as good as the xiao—boys should play the xiao." Huangfu Yue said.