The spiritual world of soot residue.
Yu Yao was half lying in the rocking chair under the sacred tree in front of the palace. She was biting into a divine fruit that was much bigger than her face.
She wasn't wearing shoes or socks, revealing a pair of snowy, crystal-clear little feet that were delicate and translucent.
Under the refraction of sunlight, it glows faintly with a touch of pink, gently oscillating back and forth.
The expression on her face was one of leisure and contentment.
At this very moment, a man appeared in front of her.
The man wore a snow-white robe and his face was like a meticulously crafted painting, captivating and enchanting.
Under his dark eyebrows, his light golden eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with a profound brilliance.
Mò juàn half-squatted in front of her, and suddenly grabbed her foot with his slender and handsome fingers. Without the slightest trace of reluctance, he held it in his palm and gently toyed with it.
His indifferent and profound eyes stared at her, a faint smile on his lips, he softly said:"Why don't you wear your shoes and socks?"
"Like this is comfortable, so I didn't wear them."
She looked at the man in front of her, smiling faintly.
After speaking, she bit into the divine fruit in her hand. It was fragrant and tender, leaving a lingering taste in her mouth.
"You should eat carefully, guide it meticulously, and be careful not to let the spiritual energy escape into your meridians. Otherwise, it could be harmful to your cultivation."
Mò juàn saw her eat like that and furrowed his eyebrows, worriedly reminding her.
She raised her lips and smiled at the man in front of her, "I know."
She then didn't continue to eat.
She pulled her foot back from being held by Mò juàn and sat down on the rocking chair to guide it.
Mò juàn also didn't walk, standing by the side to watch her, his eyes fixated on the path she was guiding inside her.
As long as he wanted to, the woman before him was transparent, and he could see through her to the bottom with a single glance.
Seeing all the divine power flowing into her abdomen and finally being absorbed by two light balls, Mò juàn felt at ease.
Shortly after.
Yu Yao had pretty much fed the two little ones in her belly.
She stood up from the rocking chair, standing on the ground barefoot, holding onto Mò juàn tightly and coaxing him like a child: "Hubby, it's so boring here, can you take me out to play?"
Even though she didn't plan to return to the demon world in the short term, she didn't want to stay inside for too long either. It was just too boring, and there was no one to talk to.
Mò juàn knew she was bored, thinking for a moment, he said: "The Peach Blossom Festival is coming soon. On that day, all the famous gods, demons, wizards and ghosts from six realms will come, and then I'll take you out to have a look at the fun."
Yu Yao raised an eyebrow, "As a demon, and without an invitation, wouldn't I be kicked out of the Southern Heaven Gate if I appeared at such an event?"
The demon king must have also received the invitation and will surely attend.
If she were to show up, how would she explain herself if she were encountered?
"With my divine lord here, who would dare to kick you out of the Southern Heaven Gate?"
Mò juàn seemed somewhat displeased.
Looking at her, he thought she was indeed not suitable for such an appearance, "Then I'll change your appearance, and I'll also absorb the demonic aura into your body. You can act as my disciple and follow me."
"That would be great, I'll follow you as your disciple then."
Yu Yao's face lit up at the mention of watching the show without revealing herself. She was more than satisfied and couldn't help but smile, feeling very happy.
"By the way, when is the Peach Blossom Festival held? And how much time is left?"
She couldn't wait to ask.
It's mainly because it's so boring here.
Because it's filled with divine energy, she can't even use cultivation to kill time.
She just eats and sleeps every day. There's nothing else to do, or she wanders around aimlessly.
But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it's the same after seeing it too many times.
Looking at her, Mò juàn thought for a moment and said faintly, "The 20th of March. I'll come in to take you out by then."
"The 20th of March?"
Yu Yao raised an eyebrow and silently calculated the days, finding that it was not far away. Her eyes lit up with anticipation again.
How could she not be looking forward to it? That's the Peach Festival, which was a legend for her in the past.
"Okay, hubby, don't forget me when you're busy."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, suddenly remembered something, and then said: "Oh, by the way, hubby, did you secretly erase the painting I made on you last time?"
Mentioning this, Mò juàn's face flushed slightly, and his expression was a bit unnatural. "No."
His voice was extremely small, and his expression was shy.
Every time he bathed and went to bed, he would look at the plum blossoms drawn on his taboo area and the four characters written on his qi gate: Yu Meijī.
At the sound of those three characters, he...
He tried several times to erase it with magic, but he was afraid that this woman would find out and might cause trouble for him, so he didn't do it.
Yu Yao observed his expressions thoroughly, suddenly feeling the urge to tease him.
With a skeptical expression, she said, "Really? Let me see."
As soon as she spoke, she didn't hesitate to lift his white robe, as if she was going to peel off his pants.
Mò juàn quickly retreated, firmly covering his robe, looking at her with a vigilant expression, as if he were a chaste and virtuous woman.
"My lord has said it's there, why don't you believe me?"
Due to the deepening of their relationship, he naturally referred to himself as a "husband", these changes, he himself didn't even realize it.
"Why are you acting this way, husband? Mei Jī is not someone else, we have children, why be so shy?"
She held back her laughter, took a few steps forward, and then posed as if she was going to pull off...
Mò juàn was frightened and retreated several steps, as if his chastity was about to be ruined.
Seemingly afraid that she would still advance, he hurriedly left a sentence, "I'll take you out when the Peach Festival opens."
A flash of white light, and he disappeared quickly.
"Ha ha ha... It's really too much fun."
Looking at Mò juàn's awkward retreat, Yu Yao laughed like a flower in the wind.
The Ninth Heaven, the Purple Dragon Palace.
Mò juàn had already returned to his palace by then. He was still trembling with fear and a hint of heat on his face, thinking about what had just happened.
He had never seen such a bold, licentious woman.
However, he strangely didn't dislike her for it, and even liked her inner heart.
Even more, he yearned for her to be even more insolent.
"Cough cough..." He blushed slightly.
Of course, he wouldn't admit it or say it out loud.
He stepped out of his palace, the tall hall, white jade stones laid out, solemn and pure.
The entire palace was served by only a few immortal males and five or six disciples, with no celestial maidens in sight.
He used to dislike women greatly, so there was not a single woman in the entire Purple Dragon Palace.
However, he strangely doesn't dislike her.
Several disciples holding brooms saw Mò juàn and immediately bowed and saluted, "Met the divine master."
He nodded slightly, lifted his foot and stepped over the spotlessly clean ground that the disciples had polished, his long white robes dragging behind him, and his black hair blown apart by the wind.
He hadn't taken a few steps when he faintly heard a sound coming from the entrance of the Purple Dragon Palace.
The entrance of the Purple Dragon Palace.
An extremely beautiful celestial being, holding a red wood basket, and inside there was a plate of green small fruits. There was a golden belt in the middle, and the sunlight shot into the green small fruit, making the transparent fruit flesh emit a strong divine aura. It's clear that it's not ordinary.
It was exactly Xiao, the sixth princess of the Eastern Sea.
"Qingyuan Immortal, I truly have something urgent to discuss with Lord Mò juàn. Would you be so kind as to inform him for me?"
Xiao Yao addressed the Cloud Immortal blocking her way.
She longed for that man too much and couldn't help but come to the heavens from the Eastern Sea.
Fortunately, the two of them had some intersections at the battlefield between mortals and demons in the past. She could use this as a starting point to approach Lord Mò juàn.
"Xiyao Princess, Lord Mò juàn dislikes women, and this is a fact known to all six realms. Whether or not I go in to inform him, the result will be the same." The Cloud Immortal replied.
The Cloud Immortal looked at the vibrant and attractive Xiao Yao, the sixth princess of the Eastern Sea, with a helpless expression on her face.
It's not that he won't go in to inform, but the divine lord really dislikes women.
He doesn't think that the Eastern Sea's Sixth Princess in front of him could be anything special.
Let the divine lord who deeply dislikes women not hate her for approaching.
"Qingyuan."
Mò juàn doesn't know when he appeared, without showing any emotions, just standing there. The surrounding air seems to have slowed down, and it's cold and indifferent.
