I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chang'e was taken aback: "Huh?"

Dragonfly Fairy couldn't help but sigh in her heart: What's the point of saying this now?
The Jade Rabbit looked bewildered, pointed at the Ninth Prince, and then at Chang'e: "Aren't you both children of the Heavenly Emperor? How can you not be related by blood and not be siblings?"

The Ninth Prince immediately repeated what he had said to Consort Luo, but he didn't say anything explicit like that they could fall in love.

Chang'e gazed calmly into the Ninth Prince's eyes and said earnestly, "Ninth Brother, I do not agree with your statement."

The Ninth Prince's expression changed slightly: "Why?"

"What's the difference between essence and blood? They both originate from the Heavenly Emperor, who is our common father," Chang'e said.

Ninth Prince: "..."

"So, don't think about things you shouldn't think about, and don't do things you shouldn't do," Chang'e said meaningfully.

The Ninth Prince seemed to have his thoughts read, and gave an awkward laugh: "I didn't think anything, I didn't do anything... You can continue your conversation, I'll take my leave first."

Gazing at his disheveled figure as he fled in near panic, Qin Yao said softly, "Consort Luo is right, he is indeed suffering in his heart."

Chang'e said, "If you can let go, then the world will be vast and boundless."

Qin Yao shook his head: "If you can let go of something easily, it's not an obsession."

Not long after.

The Ninth Prince strode into Consort Luo's cave, concealing the cave entrance with a flick of his sleeve, and gazed at the beautiful woman before him, asking, "What's the situation with Chang'e?"

Consort Luo responded, "I saw her drink the wine mixed with the potion of forgetfulness, but for some reason, it had no effect at all!"

Ninth Prince: "..."

"Could it be that the potion of forgetfulness has lost its effectiveness? Or perhaps we didn't collect the real one?" Seeing his dejected look, Consort Luo asked softly.

The Ninth Prince slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Impossible. There's nothing wrong with the Forgetfulness Potion. It can only be that Chang'e has become suspicious of you and didn't drink the Forgetfulness Potion at all!"

Consort Luo paused slightly, then asked, "What's the situation on your end?"

The Ninth Prince sighed softly, "They failed in the same way, but Hou Yi's divine body seems to have the property of being immune to all poisons. Even in the core area where the miasma was most severe, he could still move freely and was unaffected..."

at the same time.

Qin Yao took the Forgetfulness Potion from Chang'e and slowly walked to the front of the Fire Cloud Cave: "Junior Hou Yi requests an audience with the Three Sovereigns."

"Come in," Fuxi said with a smile, sitting cross-legged between the Earth Emperor and the Human Emperor, and in front of Zhang Bairen, inside the cave.

"Thank you so much, expert."

Qin Yao slowly stepped inside, nodded slightly to Zhang Bairen, and then summoned a stream of water from his sleeve, which floated in front of him: "This junior would like to ask the Three Sovereigns what this is?"

Fuxi beckoned and sent the water ball through the air to them: "Shennong, look what this is?"

Shennong flipped his hand and separated a drop of water, which landed on the fingertip of his right hand. The drop of water shimmered with a faint light.

As he channeled his immortal energy and absorbed the droplet through his skin, his expression changed drastically: "This is the Water of Oblivion! Hou Yi, where did you get this?"

Qin Yao turned to look at Fuxi and calmly said, "It's in the wine that Consort Luo offered to Chang'e."

Fuxi suddenly stood up: "Really?"

Qin Yao nodded: "Before the Three Sovereigns, how dare this junior speak falsely?"

Fuxi: "..."

"Consort Luo, come to see me immediately!"

After a long silence, Fuxi suddenly shouted, his voice, imbued with divine power, rapidly resounding throughout Buzhou Mountain.

"Oh no, my father probably knows about this." Inside the cave, Consort Luo's expression changed drastically.

The Ninth Prince hurriedly instructed, "Remember, just insist that it was because you loved Hou Yi too much and made a mistake in a moment. Admit your mistake and accept the punishment. Don't argue or resist. In this way, Chang'e and Hou Yi, as the victims, will not be able to watch Fuxi severely punish you!"

Consort Luo nodded, and in an instant, she transformed into streaks of light, flying out of the cave like fireworks...

"Father, what are your orders?"

In an instant, the flowing light reappeared as Consort Luo in front of the Fire Cloud Cave, and she entered the cave to ask a question.

Fuxi, holding the Water of Oblivion in his palm, said with a cold and stern face: "Explain to me why there was the Water of Oblivion in the wine you served to Chang'e?"

Consort Luo glanced quickly at Qin Yao and responded according to the script the Ninth Prince had instructed her to use...

After hearing this, Fuxi's lips twitched, and he pushed the Forgetfulness Potion in front of Consort Luo with a wave of his hand: "Drink it."

"Father!" Consort Luo exclaimed in surprise.

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable. No matter who it is, they must pay the price for their actions," Fuxi said coldly.

Consort Luo subconsciously looked at Qin Yao, hoping that he could step in and smooth things over as the Ninth Prince had suggested.

However, under her gaze, the other person just looked deep in thought, neither stepping forward nor speaking.

"Father, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time."

Seeing that the other party was not helping, Consort Luo had no choice but to place her hopes on Fuxi's fatherly love.

However, in Fuxi's eyes, giving Luo Pin the potion of forgetfulness was a perfect solution. It would make his daughter forget her feelings for Hou Yi, give Chang'e an explanation, and most importantly, his daughter would not be harmed as a result.

Therefore, even though Consort Luo pleaded repeatedly, Fuxi remained unyielding. In the end, unable to withstand her pleas and entreaties, he directly injected the potion of forgetfulness into her body, causing her to fall unconscious and collapse to the ground...

"Hou Yi, if you are still not satisfied with this result, I can find another way to compensate you."

After silently lowering his arm, Fuxi shifted his gaze from his daughter on the ground to Hou Yi and said with a sincere expression.

Qin Yao shook his head: "I have no complaints about this; on the contrary, I think this is perhaps the best way to handle it."

In fact, what he was most worried about was that Consort Luo's love would turn into hatred, and that the love and hatred would become intertwined, eventually leading to a love tribulation.

That's why he didn't stop Fuxi's actions, lest he cause trouble for himself.

Fuxi nodded and said apologetically, "My daughter has caused you trouble. I apologize on her behalf."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Right and wrong are no longer important. What is important is that I think this matter is definitely related to the Ninth Prince."

Fuxi asked, "What do you plan to do?"

“He has two choices: either he can choose to leave on his own, or he can only leave Buzhou Mountain after I approve his departure every time he goes out.”

"I choose to leave." A moment later, atop Mount Buzhou, the Ninth Prince, his robes billowing, turned to look at the figure beside him.

Qin Yao said, "Considering how much you've taken care of Chang'e in the past, I won't investigate how the Forgetfulness Potion came about."

At the same time, I sincerely remind you to stay away from the First Prince in the future, lest you be implicated by him and die like your seven brothers.

The Ninth Prince's cheek twitched, and with a sliver of hope, he asked softly, "Is there really no chance for them to be reborn?"

"No!" Qin Yao said decisively.

The Ninth Prince sighed, waved his hand, and rode away on the wind, quickly disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

Half an hour later.

Inside the Palace of the Sun God.

The eldest prince frowned and looked at the ninth prince, questioning, "Why did you choose to leave Buzhou Mountain? What good would it do to let him approve it? He can't follow you every time! As long as you lie low long enough, you can always find another opportunity to strike."

The Ninth Prince shook his head and said, "Brother, I'm tired." "Tired? What right do you have to say you're tired?" the First Prince said, his voice trembling with fear, "If you hadn't deserted in the face of battle..."

"Stop using me as an excuse to cover up your own mistakes. If I don't run away, my fate will be no different from those seven brothers." The Ninth Prince suddenly interrupted, "Also, from now on, I will never listen to you again."

"Rebellion! Rebellion!" the eldest prince roared, suddenly raising his right hand.

Seeing that a slap was about to land on his face, the Ninth Prince immediately transformed into a golden crow and flew out of the Sun God Palace: "Brother, be careful not to get yourself into trouble. Take care of yourself."

The eldest prince: "..."

"Heh, hehehehe."

After a while, he let out a series of eerie laughs, and his divine body suddenly transformed into a beam of golden light, appearing from the Sun God Palace above an official residence.

"Feng Yi greets the Crown Prince." Inside the official residence, Feng Yi, dressed in an official robe and currently at home in leisure, hurriedly came to the courtyard, cupped his hands, and bowed.

"You seem to have a lot of free time," the eldest prince said indifferently.

Feng Yi said helplessly, "I have neither strength nor background. I have the title of the Overwatch God, but I can't and dare not do anything. It's more comfortable to stay at home."

The eldest prince said, "Weren't you once very envious of Feng Meng being able to become the River God? I can petition the Empress Dowager to appoint you as the new River God."

Feng Yi's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Your Highness, what price will I have to pay for this?"

Compared to the mortal world, life in heaven was both boring and rigid. Although he had become a god, he felt like a prisoner. He had long since had enough of it.

If he could descend to the mortal realm and become a god, living a peaceful and carefree life, he would gladly accept even a lowly position as a local deity, let alone a river god.

“It’s very simple. I want you to cause the Yellow River to breach its banks every so often, destroying fields and villages,” the eldest prince said.

Feng Yi: "..."

"What? You're not willing?" the eldest prince retorted.

Feng Yi said, "The common people are innocent..."

"Do you know what fate is? The will of my Celestial Clan is called fate, the fate of all living beings."

The eldest prince said coldly, "If you don't do this job, plenty of gods will be eager to do it."

But if a god who has no compassion for humanity were to become the River God, then the floodwaters would not be directed at fields and houses, but would instead rush directly towards people.

If you truly have a kind heart, you should take this job; at least, it will save lives.

Feng Yi: "..."

"So, what exactly is your ultimate goal?" After a long silence, he mustered his courage and asked.

"Good question!"

The eldest prince laughed heartily, then his gaze sharpened: "I will make it clear to the world that this is divine punishment, punishing those who disrespect Heaven."

To be precise, the one punished was the Three Sovereigns, specifically Hou Yi.

The sins of our ancestors will bring misfortune upon their descendants. Isn't this a matter of course?
If they don't want to suffer, they should pray to the Three Sovereigns, beg them to behave themselves, and stop having nothing better to do than think about opposing the Heavenly Clan.

Feng Yi: "..."

What a vicious scheme.

What a treacherous scheme.

"I am willing to serve as the vanguard under the Crown Prince."

A moment later, in order to save lives in the mortal realm and to ensure his own safe descent to the lower realm, Feng Yi knelt before the eldest prince.

"Very good! By the way, you must never forget what I once said. I hate traitors the most."

The eldest prince raised his hand and patted Feng Yi on the shoulder, then transformed into a rainbow and departed.

The next day.

Yellow River.

The former site of the River God's Mansion.

Feng Yi stood before the ruins, watching a group of golden warriors from the Heavenly Court continuously clear the debris and rebuild the palace, his thoughts drifting away.

If only I and Feng Meng had never met the Crown Prince, Feng Meng would not have died, and I wouldn't be living a life of suffering as a god.

After an unknown amount of time, a high-ranking official in blue robes slowly approached him, bowed, and said, "Lord River God, the new River God Palace has been completed. Please inspect it."

Feng Yi seemed to awaken from a dream, and looked around again. He saw that the ruins had disappeared, and in their place stood a magnificent palace.

Before long, Feng Yi walked around the palace a few times. After confirming that there were no problems, he let the divine craftsmen take the golden warriors away. He then closed the palace gates, set up a barrier, and took out the communicator that Hou Yi had given him.

He knew very well that, at this moment, there was only one person who could help him change his fate.

Success means regaining freedom, failure means death and oblivion; it is truly a high-stakes gamble...

"Hou Yi, can you hear me?"

"Yes!" Inside Buzhou Mountain, Qin Yao stepped out of the thatched hut with a communicator and asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

Feng Yi immediately revealed the Crown Prince's entire scheme, even mentioning that the Heavenly Mandate Dam would burst in three days.

"Since you've chosen to trust me, I will definitely not let you down," Qin Yao said earnestly after listening.

"How do you plan to break this deadlock?" Feng Yi asked curiously.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Let's seize this opportunity to catch them like turtles in a jar!"

three days later.

skyline.

The Temple of the Sun God.

The eldest prince, dressed in a golden robe, held a fruit platter filled with various fruits in his arms. He sat upright in front of a celestial mirror, watching the dynamics of the Yellow River on earth.

He wanted to witness with his own eyes the Yellow River burst its banks, destroying fields and flooding villages, swallowing up the surrounding descendants of Yan and Huang.

For him, this was both revenge and enjoyment.

Human suffering was a kind of medicine for him, soothing his deeply wounded soul.

To put it bluntly, if even I, the eldest prince, cannot find happiness, why should a bunch of lowly commoners live in peace and prosperity?

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the moment he had set for the breaching of the dike arrived. However, the Yellow River in the Heavenly Mirror remained unresponsive, and even the River God was nowhere to be seen.

The eldest prince's gaze turned slightly cold. With a flick of his sleeve, he released a burst of immortal energy into the Heavenly Mirror, instantly changing the image on the mirror to the area above the River God's Mansion.

"River God? River God!"

The next moment, the eldest prince transmitted his voice through the Heavenly Mirror.

Even though his voice shook the entire underwater world, he couldn't summon the River God's figure at all.

When he transferred the Heavenly Mirror image to the River God's mansion, he found Feng Yi fast asleep on the bed, with wine jars from Kaifeng placed next to the bed.

Seeing this, a hint of ferocity flashed between the Crown Prince's brows. He slammed the fruit plate to the ground, then transformed into a streak of fire and rushed straight towards the mortal realm… (End of Chapter)