Fantasy/Heroic: Heaven-Burning Divine Fire, Earthly Sovereign!

"This is not your fault; it was Chonglou who caused the trouble."

The Demon Lord didn't blame Ning Ke too much.

Because he still needs Ning Ke to do some things.

Being overly critical is pointless.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Father. What are your instructions this time?" Ning Ke felt a warmth in her heart and volunteered to take on the task.

"You helped Prince Yang Guang of Jin become emperor."

"Prince Jin!"

Ning Ke frowned.

This person is considered her uncle in this capacity.

When he was seriously ill in this previous situation, the Prince of Jin did not come. It is said that some callous people said that it didn't matter whether he came or not, as he was a very cold-hearted and ungrateful person.

"Father, why him? He's not the emperor's favorite prince, and the crown prince has already been chosen."

Ning Ke asked, puzzled.

"No need to ask any more questions, just do as I say."

The Demon Lord was unwilling to say more.

Ning Ke bowed and accepted the task.

"Remember, you must get it done as soon as possible. If you encounter any difficulties, report them to me immediately."

The Demon Lord's voice gradually faded into the distance.

The space before her eyes dissipated, and Ning Ke's divine sense returned to her body.

"It's good that Father is alright."

"However, Prince Jin..."

This person was not the eldest son of the legitimate wife.

The rule in the human world is that the eldest son of the legitimate wife inherits the throne, and the crown prince has already been designated.

If Yang Yong doesn't commit any major mistakes and is dismissed, it's basically a matter of course.

"But I can't leave without completing the task my father assigned me. The Prince of Jin's birthday is in two months; perhaps I can start from there."

Ning Ke must have a plan in mind.

First, observe what this person looks like to determine if he is capable of fulfilling the role of a monarch.

If all else fails, they can use secret methods to refine it into a puppet.

Anyway, my father only allowed this person to ascend the throne; he didn't say that he couldn't control him.

……

Yuwen Tuo left Qiyun Mountain with Little Qiongqi.

After descending the mountain, one can easily inquire about major events in the world.

The Southern Chen dynasty had already fallen, and the army escorted the Southern dynasty's rulers and the last emperor of Chen back to Chang'an.

"I didn't expect it to last for two more years. I thought it would be wiped out in that year."

Yuwen Tuo muttered to himself, then suddenly looked up at the horizon.

The Crimson Comet was shrouded in a dense demonic aura, emanating a magical power that tempted people to waver.

He knew that his path to becoming emperor was about to officially begin.

After the unification of the country, Yang Guang usurped the throne, and the world underwent another change.

The Demon Lord secretly manipulated events, making this world even more chaotic.

The five divine artifacts are key to sealing the Heavenly Rift, and it's time to prepare to acquire them.

"Let's go to Mount Shu first!"

After thinking for a moment, Yuwen Tuo decided to follow Jinxia Zhenren's instructions and first find the pure and turbid energies to comprehend his own righteous path.

Firstly, the pure and impure energies are separated into the two poles of heaven and earth.

Mount Shu is in the north, and Tianyong City is in the south.

Shushan is relatively closer.

Moreover, Mount Shu is said to enshrine the artifacts of the Three Sovereigns, including the Shennong Cauldron.

If this cauldron truly exists, it might be able to save Jinxia Zhenren.

The fusion of the worlds piqued Yuwen Tuo's curiosity.

In the world of Xuan-Yuan Sword, the Shennong Cauldron belongs to the Tuoba clan.

There is now a cauldron in Mount Shu, but I don't know if it's real or fake.

If it's true, given Jinxia Zhenren's influence, it should be possible to borrow it.

It would be best if we could save them.

Yuwen Tuo traveled westward for about two thousand li before stopping to rest.

He wasn't tired, but Qiongqi's cultivation was inferior to his.

He is still quite young.

We've already rested several times during our journey of over two thousand miles.

"You need to rest again? You are an ancient ferocious beast, how come you need to rest again after flying for only a short while?"

Yuwentuo grumbled a complaint.

Qiongqi flapped its wings, looking aggrieved.

"Alright, alright, you should rest first. As for food, it's hard to find anything for you in this desolate wilderness."

Yuwen Tuo looked around.

He was in a mountain valley with a river running through it.

The river is not wide, about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters).

Yuwen Tuo thought for a moment, then went to the riverbank and used his divine sense to catch many fish, which he then fed to Qiongqi.

This ferocious beast accepted all comers and managed to get a half-full meal.

Just as they were about to continue their journey, Yuwen Tuo saw a person walking towards them.

Her face showed fear, but she forced herself not to be afraid.

"What can I do for you, young man?"

Yuwen Tuo took the initiative to look over and asked a question.

The man was in his forties, thin, with dull eyes and sunken eye sockets.

It's obvious at a glance that they are either extremely tired or living in poverty.

"Could it be an immortal?"

As he asked the question, his gaze also fell upon Qiongqi beside him.

A monster with wings that looks like a demon.

But the person next to him was imposing and had the air of an immortal.

"I am not some kind of immortal. You may speak frankly about what you have to say."

Yuwen Tuo asked with a smile.

"You are undoubtedly a sage to be able to command such a ferocious monster!"

"Immortal, save us! Save my entire village!"

The man immediately knelt down and begged for help, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Get up first."

When Yuwentuo saw him kneel down with a thud and kowtow repeatedly, he quickly stepped forward to help him up.

After some questioning, it was discovered that the man's village had been bewitched by a monster.

They would come out to commit evil deeds as soon as it got dark, looting villages, robbing grain and wine, and setting houses on fire.

Some villagers nearby tried to resist, but they were also killed.

They have no peace day or night.

Hearing that Mount Shu was not far from Yuzhou City, they sent people out to find the immortals and pray for their help.

"I see. Where is your village?"

Yuwen Tuo nodded knowingly and asked.

"It's about two or three hundred miles to the east, and it takes about three or four days to get there."

The man pointed to the east.

"That's simple. I'll give you a ride, and we'll go take a look."

After saying this, Yuwen Tuo grabbed the man and leaped into the air.

Qiongqi spread its wings and followed closely behind.

This was the first time this person had flown, and he kept yelling "Ah ah" for a long time before finally calming down.

Looking at Bai Yun beside him, he gazed at Yuwen Tuo with a burning desire.

If it were on the ground, they would probably have to kowtow repeatedly.

Hundreds of miles was nothing to Yuwen Tuo.

If it weren't for Qiongqi holding him back, he could have arrived in no time.

Even with this strange beast as a burden and another person with him, Yuwen Tuo only spent a little over half an hour to reach the outskirts of a village.

The area is quite large, but from a distance it appears desolate.

As you walk into the village, you can see that many houses have been burned down.

Many houses still had white silk ribbons hanging at their doors, indicating that someone in the family had passed away.

Yuwen Tuo sniffed and detected the lingering demonic aura in the air.

I know what this person said is true.

As Yuwen Tuo brought Qiongqi over, the villagers noticed and, after being introduced by the man, learned that they had summoned an immortal. They followed him around with great anticipation.

Do you know where that demon is now?

Yuwen Tuo walked around and understood the situation of the village, then looked at the person who had brought him here.