Nine heavens, misty and ethereal, the crane soars gracefully above the Yáo Pool, spreading its wings and flying.
Mòjiàn Shénjū and Tiān Tiě Hàogēng are seated in the Yáo Chí Pavilion, engaged in a game of go. One holds white stones and the other holds black stones, facing each other and playing seriously.
The Tian Di twisted a black stone and placed it on the chessboard, his gaze falling upon the Mo Jin Shen Jun across from him.
He suddenly spoke, "The heavenly realm has suffered a defeat, and it's not a pleasant sight. The Empress and I have decided to hold a grand peach festival. What do you think, War God?"
Mo Jin Shen Jun's fingertip slightly paused, and a white stone fell on the chessboard. His gaze turned to the Tian Di, faintly saying, "This move is very good. Your servant has no objection."
He has no objection since it won't deplete his peaches.
Of course, it's indeed a way to save face.
"So be it. Then the matter shall be decided in this manner. I will announce it at tomorrow's audience."
The Emperor pondered for a moment, as if having made up his mind, and said.
Mo Jin nodded lightly, his gaze resting on the chessboard in front of him. He didn't say anything, just quietly continued to play.
The two engaged in a chess game for a while.
Suddenly, the Emperor said, "The demon realm has a new high priestess recently. Do you know about this?"
Mo Jin furrowed his brow, and his index finger holding the white stone suddenly tightened. It was only a moment, and his expression quickly returned to normal.
The Emperor observed Mo Jin's change in expression, slightly raising his brow but not saying anything.
Recalling the woman who took his essence, Mo Jin thought that the sudden change of the high priestess in the demon realm must have been due to discovering her loss of virginity.
Otherwise, there would be no reason to explain why the demon lord would change the high priestess at this time.
Of course, it's also possible that she made other mistakes, but he would rather believe the former.
Mo Jin lowered his eyelids to conceal the complex emotions in his eyes, and said in a indifferent tone, "I haven't heard of it. Do you know the reason?"
He spoke so lightly, as if it was just a casual question.
The Emperor slightly shook his head, "I do not know the exact reason."
He paused for a moment and continued, "I remember that the high priestess from the demon realm who was replaced was quite young, and she was far from retirement. Being replaced in the middle suggests that she must have made some sort of mistake."
As he finished speaking, the Emperor placed a black stone on the chessboard with his fingertip.
Looking at the chessboard before him, he suddenly laughed, "Mo Jin, you have lost."
Mo Jin was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he hadn't been paying attention to the game. It wasn't until now that he realized he had lost two pieces.
Mo Jin put the white stone in the chessbox and looked at the Emperor, "Your Majesty's chess skills are outstanding, and I am not your match."
His expression was indifferent and his face showed no emotions.
"Haha, your mind isn't on the game. Of course you won't play well."
The Emperor put down the black stone in his hand and looked at him seriously, "Do you know the former high priestess of the demon realm?"
He refers to Yu Yao.
Mo Jin understood the Emperor's meaning, lowering his face slightly, the light and dark expressions making it difficult to discern his true feelings. In a indifferent tone, he said, "We have had a few encounters, but we have no connection."
The voice was cold, and it couldn't be discerned whether there were any emotions.
The Emperor smiled faintly, as if this answer wasn't unexpected, "Since that's the case, why were you so uneasy just now?"
After speaking, his gaze continued to lock onto him, as if searching his face for an answer.
Mo Jin lifted his eyelids and looked at the Emperor, not willing to answer the question. He simply said, "It's nothing, just thinking of some other things."
He suddenly stood up, a gust of wind brushing against the water's surface. He bowed slightly, his snow-white robe fluttering in the air, "I will play chess with your majesty another time. I bid farewell."
With those words, he vanished from the Yáo Pool in an instant.
As the Emperor looked at the direction where Mo Jin had just vanished, he suddenly laughed, "Mo Jin, you have changed..."
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Returning to the Zihong Palace, Mo Jin thought about what the Emperor had said and summoned his attendant Qingyun.
Qingyun was dressed in a blue robe and wore a pair of black silk soft-bottom cloud boots. He looked neither too loud nor too subtle, with a friendly and approachable demeanor.
If Mo Jin were ice, Qingyun would be jade, warm and gentle. His eyes were filled with smiles, and his features weren't as stunning as legends had it, but they were more warming to the soul.
"Master Mo Jin, may I ask what you need from me?"
Qingyun bowed three times and kowtowed.
Mo Jin nodded slightly, acknowledging his answer, "How is the demon realm?"
"Recently, there has been an incident. The demon realm suddenly replaced the high priestess in the middle, and I haven't heard of the demon lord taking any action against the previous high priestess."
Qingyun spoke the truth.
"Go and find out the reason behind it, as well as the demon lord's treatment of the original high priestess. Leave no detail unexplored; everything must be known to me."
Mo Jin looked at Qingyun, issuing his order in a cold and indifferent voice.
"Yes, master Mo Jin."
Qingyun bowed and retreated respectfully.
Mo Jin stepped into the inner chamber.
His palm glided, and in front of him, a time river appeared. Mist filled the air, but it didn't hinder his view.
In the time river, instead of past scenes, what appeared were certain events currently taking place.
In the pitch-black and cold palace, a woman was holding a fruit in her hands that was much larger than her face, and she was gnawing on it.
The woman bit into the fruit and put it aside. Then she sat cross-legged with great care, cultivating it.
Then she continued to eat, paused again to refine it, and repeated this cycle.
The woman in the scene was Yu Yao.
Mo Jin was shocked and stunned, with his eyes wide open and full of disbelief.
He remembers that the woman is a demon, right?
A demon eating a magical fruit? And doing so with such careful refinement?
Why wouldn't she be afraid that the strong spiritual energy in the magical fruit could conflict with her demonic aura, affecting her cultivation?
Before he could figure out what was happening, a voice of complaint came from Yu Yao in the time river.
"The process of carrying a child with both divine and demonic blood is really troublesome. It's even more complicated because the fetus is divine. Even eating has to be done with great care, oh well, I know how long it will take to gestate…"
"Mo Jin, Mo Jin, do you know that this girl I am carrying your baby? You were even going to kill me, don't you worry about killing your child along with me and making you an heirless...?"
Yu Yao continued to complain in the scene.
Each word resonated through the time river and into Mo Jin's ears.
Mo Jin was completely stunned, staring at the time river before him as if he had gone blank, taking no action for a long time.
He has a child? Can he still give birth to children?
Was it during that time when he was injured and unconscious on the battlefield of divine and demonic war?
Mo Jin was both surprised and overjoyed. The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to have offspring.
Once becoming a god, the chances of having offspring decrease even further.
His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Daoist realm, far beyond the ability to bear offspring.
He couldn't believe that he could still have a child...
Mo Jin doesn't know how to describe his current emotions, but he just wants to see her so badly and bring the mother of his child to be by his side.
In the scene, Yu Yao stared at the magical fruit she had eaten until there was only the shell left, speaking to herself idly.
"Fortunately, the demon lord is quite generous. During the distribution of spoils, he allowed everyone to pick whatever they wanted. Otherwise, I wouldn't know where to get these magical fruits to nourish the divine fetus..."
Mo Jin's face turned dark when he heard this. How could his child be raised by another man? This was unthinkable.
He felt like his head was a lush green, and he also had the feeling that when the child was born, it would call someone else "father."
This made him very uncomfortable, and it was the first time he had felt jealous.
"Hahaha... After I finish eating these, I'll see if I can get some more from the demon lord. Otherwise, I might really starve my child..."
Suddenly, within the time river, came a woman's light and ethereal laughter, sounding like a cunning fox.
This laugh fell into Mo Jin's ears, making his face even darker and the air around him colder.
This woman, does she even know what she's saying?
She wants to ask the demon lord for more? Has she forgotten who the father of her child is?
Due to the overwhelming anger and frustration, he couldn't help but use his great magical power, pulling Yu Yao into a dream between the two realms of heaven and demons.
In the demon realm, the blood moon shone in the sky, shrouded in mystery and magnificence, like a grim and awe-inspiring place.
In the beauty demon's palace.
Yu Yao threw the fruit shell in her hand casually to one side, yawned, and suddenly felt very sleepy.
She was about to get up to go to sleep, but the next moment, she collapsed onto the table and fell asleep.
