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Chapter 181 Everyone has his own destiny

Gong Yuhe didn't reply. He glanced at Yun Fuzhao to make sure she was alright before looking away.

Mu Chou took in all his actions. "Please rest in the palace for the night, my lord. I will take care of the matter you requested tomorrow."

Yun Fuzhao nodded: "Thank you for your help."

"Your Excellency is very kind."

Mu Chou said to the man beside him, "Send the two gentlemen to Changding Palace to rest."

"Yes."

The man gestured for the two of them to proceed.

Yun Fuzhao pushed Gong Yuhe to keep up with the man's pace.

Only after he left did Gong Yuhe speak: "What did you say to Ke Ruotong?"

Yun Fuzhao briefly recounted the story. Her mouth was very dry, so she poured herself a glass of water as soon as she finished speaking.

"He didn't say what he wanted?"

“He said all he wanted was a promise from me,” Yun Fuzhao poured him a cup and handed it to him, “What he wanted was nothing more than power and money, which wasn’t particularly difficult to obtain.”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Don't worry, we'll deal with whatever comes our way." Thinking of something, Yun Fuzhao looked at him, "Are you alright staying here so long? Won't the people from the Hall of Rebirth come looking for you?"

"It doesn't matter."

Gong Yuhe stroked the porcelain cup, her eyes half-closed, lost in thought.

Since he had said so, Yun Fuzhao felt relieved. She glanced at the sky; night had already fallen. "It's getting late, Holy Son, you should go and rest."

The intention to drive away customers is obvious.

Gong Yuhe put down his teacup, his light eyes calm and unwavering. "We publicly declare ourselves husband and wife. If we separate, people will suspect us."

Yun Fuzhao almost forgot about this. "There was no need to pretend to be husband and wife. I'm a cultivator, so the emperor wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

“Since it is the human realm, we should avoid it if possible,” Gong Yuhe said flawlessly. “This will cut off his thoughts.”

Yun Fuzhao nodded. "I'm fine with it, but won't your identity affect our pretense of being husband and wife?"

"As long as the virginity mark is present, there will be no impact."

Upon hearing this, Yun Fuzhao's gaze unconsciously drifted to the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. To be honest, it was quite sexy.

"to make."

Yun Fuzhao stopped worrying and sat down cross-legged to begin absorbing the cultivation points that the powerful figure had rewarded her with during her battle with Bai Yan.

With so much cultivation, she only increased by one small realm, as if she had fallen into a bottomless pit.

Yun Fuzhao was somewhat disappointed, as he had thought he could break through the Nascent Soul stage and reach the Integration stage.

She tried to circulate her spiritual energy, and the metal objects around her began to tremble.

Her ability to manipulate metal has increased again.

Yun Fuzhao increased her spiritual energy and began to try to move the large metal object. However, she did not control her strength well and the person sitting there with the book open was suddenly pulled towards her.

Things happened so fast that Yun Fuzhao's eyes widened as her forehead unexpectedly bumped into his chin, causing her face to contort in pain.

Gong Yuhe wasn't much better off, but he didn't show it on his face. He even braced himself on the table behind her to avoid crushing her.

Her aura surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly taking over his breath. His supporting hand slowly tightened, and Gong Yuhe looked down at her.

She covered her forehead, looking as if she had been severely injured.

After a long while, Yun Fuzhao realized what was happening. "Sorry, sorry, I lost control of my strength."

She looked up and saw that Gong Yuhe's chin was red from being bumped.

Yun Fuzhao said, "Your chin is actually real."

Gong Yuhe: "..."

There really is such a perfect face in the world. I wouldn't even dare to have it done.

Gong Yuhe withdrew his weapon and stepped back to create distance between them.

"I didn't expect it to be so powerful," Yun Fuzhao said, grabbing at the silver plate on the other table.

"What ability is this?"

"It's an ability of my metal elemental root," Yun Fuzhao said, manipulating the plate back into place. "It allows me to control metal within a certain distance."

Gong Yuhe's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "You don't have five spiritual roots?"

"Yes. Isn't the metal elemental root one of the five elemental roots?"

Gong Yuhe remained silent.

Is this how spiritual roots are calculated?

Jinluan Palace.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter is beyond your control."

Although Mu Chou was smiling, his eyes were icy cold, hiding extreme frost and snow.

Meeting that gaze, the emperor flinched. Although he knew he was a puppet emperor, he never imagined that he couldn't even control his own empress's position.

He was furious. "If that crazy woman becomes empress, how can I have a good life!"

Mu Chou didn't take it to heart. "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? You once said that the position of Empress was rightfully hers. I was merely fulfilling Your Majesty's promise."

"Times have changed!" The emperor's face flushed red. "Besides, those were just words to deceive her; how can they be taken seriously!"

“Your Majesty seems to have misunderstood something,” Mu Chou’s smile vanished, his dark eyes like a lurking python, cold and mocking, “I am not discussing this with you.”

"..."

The next morning, an imperial edict was issued, bestowing the title of Empress upon Consort Ning.

Upon hearing this news, Yun Fuzhao went to the Cold Palace to find Ke Ruotong. The latter's complexion was rosy, as if a withered tree had been rejuvenated. She looked completely different from when Yun Fuzhao first met her.

"Immortal Master, thank you." Ke Ruotong grasped her wrist. "I am willing to go back to see my father. He didn't approve of our relationship before, but now that I'm the Empress, let's see what he can say."

Yun Fuzhao shook his head and did not reply.

Respecting her fate, the task was completed once she was brought back to Peach Blossom Island. The rest was no longer its concern.

Now that the Empress's position has been given to her, Yun Fuzhao's most urgent task is to bring her back to Peach Blossom Island.

Mu Chou had no objections, and the emperor dared even less to object.

"Thank you, Regent."

Yun Fuzhao clasped his hands in a fist salute to him, then took a piece of white jade from his waist and handed it to him, saying, "If the Regent has decided on his wish, then contact me through this."

Mu Chou took it; the jade was cool to the touch and a small magical artifact. He smiled, his eyes crinkling upwards. "Alright. I'll contact you as soon as I think of you. Please don't forget me then."

“Yun Fuzhao,” Gong Yuhe said calmly, “it’s getting late, we need to set off.”

"it is good."

Yun Fuzhao didn't linger any longer and directly threw down a teleportation array, and the three of them quickly disappeared from the spot.

Actually, she drew this formation herself. She would be doing herself a disservice if she didn't learn such a cost-effective and quick formation.

Mu Chou watched quietly for a while, then turned and returned to the palace.

The vast palace was now completely empty.

A man emerged from the shadows, knelt on one knee, and said with great respect, "Ghost Lord, we have found him."

Mu Chou's face changed little by little, finally transforming into another monstrous and unrestrained appearance.

If Yun Fuzhao were present, he would notice that this face bears a striking resemblance to Que Chi.

"where?"

"Boundless Sword Sect".

Que Yu chewed on those four words, then chuckled softly. He picked up the flawless white jade and examined it carefully.

Yun Fuzhao...