I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

In the end, Zhao Chen'an obediently prepared the most elegant and secluded courtyard for his fairy master in the Wei Prince's Mansion.

From then on, the Prince of Wei's mansion had an additional "living ancestor" whom no one dared to offend.

The temperature in the entire Prince's mansion seemed to drop several degrees after Mo Yuqing moved in.

She doesn't communicate with anyone and spends her days sitting quietly in her courtyard.

Without fail, he would go to Xiao Chuchu's room and guide her in her cultivation for an hour.

That hour was the happiest time for Xiao Chuchu, and also the most apprehensive time for the servants of the Prince's mansion.

Zhao Chen'an also shamelessly went to sit in on the class once.

He only went once, and never dared to go a second time.

When Mo Yuqing guided cultivation, his extremely strict and earnest approach, as well as his unintentional understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, were evident.

This made him, a "useless person" who couldn't even open the sea of ​​suffering, feel like his brain was about to explode from the profound Taoist rhyme.

This fairy master is ridiculously powerful.

What alarmed him even more was that she was exceptionally hardworking.

Aside from guiding Chuchu, she spent almost all her time cultivating, her body constantly radiating Daoist energy.

A peak Dragon Transformation Realm expert who is not yet forty years old, whose talent is one in ten thousand, is still working so hard.

This kind of person simply doesn't give others a way to survive.

Ten days passed like this.

On the tenth day, Zhao Daoting, dressed in plain clothes, quietly arrived at the Prince of Wei's residence.

Without alerting anyone, he had Zhao Chen'an lead him directly to the courtyard where Mo Yuqing was.

Zhao Chen'an was kicked out by his father, the emperor. He stood alone outside the courtyard, looking at the closed door, his heart filled with unease.

These two, one cunning and shrewd, the other with unparalleled combat prowess, together, who knows what they're plotting?

This wait lasted for more than an hour.

Just as Zhao Chen'an was about to see the stone lions at the courtyard gate develop a patina, the door finally opened.

"Chen An, come in."

It was Zhao Daoting's voice.

Zhao Chen'an straightened his clothes and stepped into the room.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat strange.

Zhao Daoting sat in the main seat, a meaningful smile on his face.

Mo Yuqing, still dressed in white, stood aloof by the window, her aura seemingly even colder than before.

"Father, Master."

Zhao Chen'an bowed respectfully.

Mo Yuqing seemed to have gotten used to his shameless way of addressing her.

They had already completely ignored the address of "Master".

But it must be said that even just standing there motionless, this fairy was still breathtakingly beautiful!

Zhao Daoting waved his hand and got straight to the point.

"The celestial treasure you mentioned before, tonight, the fairy and I will accompany you."

Zhao Chen'an was suddenly taken aback.

What's going on?

Father actually told Mo Yuqing about the rare and precious objects of heaven and earth?

He subconsciously looked at Mo Yuqing, only to find that she didn't make a single unnecessary movement, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Zhao Daoting seemed to see through his thoughts and continued:

"The fairy's methods are extraordinary, and she happens to have a way to safely absorb that volatile spiritual creature."

"Now that this matter is settled, you no longer need to worry about it day and night."

Zhao Chen'an's mind was buzzing.

He wasn't stupid; his father would never reveal such a secret without a reason.

The only explanation is that this fairy master has a very powerful background and doesn't care about mere spiritual objects!

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, that clear, cold female voice finally rang out:

Mo Yuqing turned around, her face shrouded in Daoist aura, making it difficult to see clearly, but her phoenix eyes fell on Zhao Chen'an.

"A mere dynasty, yet it has such an opportunity."

"It's truly remarkable that the emperor of such a small dynasty possesses such a decisive character!"

"No wonder he was only of above-average talent, yet he managed to break through to the Dragon Transformation Realm by sheer luck."

Her words carried an innate arrogance, as if she were commenting on the luck of an ant.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chen'an was filled with even greater shock.

She spoke to her father like that, but he just smiled and didn't show any arrogance of an emperor!

what's going on?

Just who is this fairy master?

"Boy, stop guessing. I am from the Hunyuan Sect."

As if to answer his question, Mo Yuqing uttered five words calmly.

Hunyuan Sect?

Zhao Chen'an frantically searched his mind for the name.

Although he was unable to cultivate, as a prince, he still had some understanding of the power structure of this world.

Above the dynasty is the imperial dynasty, above the imperial dynasty is the celestial dynasty, and above the celestial dynasty is the holy dynasty!

The only sect that can rival the Holy Dynasty is the 108 Upper Sects!

Each of the upper sects possesses a terrifying foundation no less than that of a holy dynasty, with countless powerful figures within the sect, and even kings above the sixth level of the Immortal Platform presiding over it!

This Mo Yuqing actually comes from such a behemoth!

No wonder... no wonder she has the cultivation of the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm at such a young age, no wonder she dares to completely disregard the Great Xia Dynasty!

The geniuses from the upper sects possess a foundation and combat power that are simply unimaginable to cultivators from small places like theirs.

Legend has it that the core disciples of the Upper Sect can defy the immortals and fight against experts in the Immortal Platform Realm as soon as they reach the Dragon Transformation Realm!

Zhao Chen'an felt his mouth was dry and his heart was pounding.

What kind of wife did I marry, and what kind of master did I bring back along the way?!

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your treasures."

Mo Yuqing's voice pulled him back from his shock.

"That spirit of heaven and earth, once subdued, will still belong to you."

"I can even take care of the Great Xia Dynasty for you."

Did a pie fall from the sky?

Zhao Chen'an's first thought was disbelief.

This fairy is no saint; there must be conditions for her to do this.

As expected, Mo Yuqing changed the subject.

"However, I have one condition."

She stared at Zhao Chen'an and said, word by word.

"You must persuade Chuchu to return to the sect with me after she gives birth."

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here, the cultivation environment here, will only bury her talent and turn her from a peerless genius into an ordinary woman."

"This is what you owe her."

The air in the room froze instantly.

Zhao Chen'an's heart sank.

He traded his wife's future spiritual path for immediate peace and a tremendous opportunity.

This deal is incredibly heavy.

He looked at Zhao Daoting and noticed that his father was just holding a teacup, slowly drinking, looking completely detached.

Clearly, his father had already made the choice for him.

Or rather, they had no choice.

"it is good."

Zhao Chen'an squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

Mo Yuqing seemed unsurprised by his answer, merely letting out a cold snort before falling silent.

That night.

The night was as dark as ink, and the imperial city was completely silent.

Three figures, like ghosts, appeared silently deep within the imperial city, beneath the forbidden tower—the Demon-Subduing Tower.