The civil strife in the Yan Region had just subsided. Before they had time to catch their breath, Feng Zicun had already led troops to attack the Yan Region.
The Great Demon Venerable and Liang Du were both crippled by their superiors and sent to the ninth level of the prison. They could only struggle to survive until the last of their lives were exhausted, and there was no chance for them to be reborn.
Ye Jingshu's magic core was broken, and she also had albinism. After falling into the abyss, she completely lost her breath. Without the protection of her magic core, she had no chance of coming back to life.
The Great Demon Lord cleaned up the mess and rearranged the Yan Demons, who had been bewitched by the Great Demon Lord, before returning to the palace to report to Ye Zhen.
The Yan Demons, which had been scattered for two hundred years, were reunited today.
"Mother, aren't you worried about Feng Zicun? Why don't you let people fight? " Ming Xi looked at Ye Zhen eagerly, not understanding how his mother could still be so calm. Wasn't she worried that Feng Zicun would really break the enchantment?
"Yes." Ye Zhen nodded, but her eyes were fixed on Shi Ying, who was playing with the puppet. She was absent-minded, thinking of Lu Yaoyao in her memory.
Ming Xi shouted, "I'm going to fight."
"Ah Zhan!" Ye Zhen didn't hear Ming Xi's words. She turned to look at Emperor Mo sitting in the armchair. "I think my previous guess was right. Shi Ying is Lu Yaoyao."
"Whether it is or not, she has no memory." Emperor Mo touched her head. "Don't be deceived by Ye Jingshu's words."
Ye Zhen sighed. "Shi Ying looks like a child now."
Ming Xi sighed. He always knew that his mother's life was not simple. Her name was Lu Yaoyao, but he sometimes heard his father call her Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen, his father's former first wife and Lu Yaoyao's sister.
It seems that … mother is Ye Zhen.
However, these are not important. Isn't Feng Zicun the most important thing now? What is mother thinking?
"Mother, Feng Zicun is about to attack." Ming Xi reminded her again.
"Is the Great Demon Lord back?" Ye Zhen asked.
"I'm here." Shang Shang walked in from the outside, holding a scepter in his hand. He looked at Ye Zhen with gentle and peaceful eyes. "I know about Feng Zicun. Yao Yao, do you have any instructions?"
Ye Rou nodded. "Yes, we don't need to start a war with Feng Zicun. He must still be afraid of the Flame Demon's plague. I told him before that albinism is contagious. He should still be skeptical. There aren't many Flame Demons who don't have albinism and are still cultivating. If we start a war with Feng Zicun, there will definitely be casualties. It's better to use other methods to make them leave."
Indeed, Supreme did not want to start a war with Feng Zicun. Regardless of who won or lost, it would be a form of harm to the Flame Domain.
If there was no albinism, then it would be a different matter. But now that this disease would cause the Flame Devils to go extinct, they had to cherish their lives even more.
"Then … what method should we use?" the supreme being asked.
Ye Rou raised her eyes to look at Ming Xi. "Let Ming Xi bring the Four Great Demon Generals and a few albino Flame Demons along. Let Feng Zicun personally see what an albino Flame Demon looks like."
Ming Xi's eyes lit up. "Mother, what do you need me to do?"
"I'll tell you later." Ye Zhen said with a smile.
"Then I'll arrange for the Four Great Demon Generals and the other Flame Demons." Supreme said in a low voice. He did not ask what Ye Zhen's arrangements were. He believed that she would have a way. He walked to Shi Ying's side, coaxed her in a low voice, and left with her.
When Supreme left, Ming Xi leaned over to Ye Zhen. "Mother, what are you going to do?"
"When the time comes, take a good look at the people around Feng Zicun … Feed this to him without him noticing. Can you do it?" Ye Zhen whispered in Ming Xi's ear. Ming Xi nodded.
"That's too easy." Ming Xi took the porcelain bottle from Ye Zhen's hand. "Mother, wait for my good news."
"Feng Zicun is already at the peak of the grandmaster realm. Don't be too proud." Emperor Mo looked at Ming Xi faintly.
Ming Xi put away the smug smile on his face and nodded solemnly. "Yes, father."
"Let the fire phoenix go with you." Ye Zhen ordered. After all, Feng Zicun had brought 50,000 warriors with him. She was still worried about Ming Xi's safety.
"I will help Ming Xi." The fire phoenix said, flapping its wings.
Ye Zhen's bright eyes looked at An Ge.
"What are you looking at me for?" An Ge sat up straight and found that both Ye Zhen and Emperor Mo were looking at him. His elegant and flirtatious posture instantly became infuriated. "You want me to go with you? I'm a saint. I can't intervene in these things. "
"Saint An Ge, I'm not asking you to fight. Ming Xi is your disciple." Ye Zhen said with a smile.
Emperor Mo looked at An Ge indifferently. "You don't have to go."
"You … are too much of a bully. Saints!" An Ge felt the strong threat in Emperor Mo's tone. He snorted and stood up with great grievance. "Ming Xi is my disciple. It would be shameful if he got hurt over such a small matter."
Although he said so, he left with Ming Xi and the others.
Only Ye Zhen and Emperor Mo were left in the hall.
Ye Zhen took the initiative to sit beside Emperor Mo and stretched out her hands to hook his arm. "When Feng Zicun is driven away, I will start practicing regeneration."
"You can also practice now." Emperor Mo lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her pink lips.
"You already knew that regeneration was to be … like that?" Ye Zhen asked, blushing.
Emperor Mo rubbed her pink lips. "I've heard of it."
What did he hear? He must be very clear about it.
"You know how to practice?" Ye Zhen bit his finger. She was well aware of his black-bellied nature.
Emperor Mo buried his face in her neck and chuckled. "Mmm."
"You are really …" Ye Zhen pushed him. "I hope I can practice it as soon as possible. We have been here for too long. When we go back, Ming Yu will forget us."
"No, blood is thicker than water. You are her mother after all." Emperor Mo comforted her in a low voice.
Although he thought so, he inevitably felt sad in his heart.
"Let's go out of the palace and have a look." Ye Zhen said, "We have to count how many Yan Mo are albino. Before I practice regeneration, they can only stabilize their condition by drinking medicine."
Emperor Mo held her hand tightly. "Okay."
"You seem to …" Ye Zhen leaned in front of him. "Ever since we came to the Flame Region, you seem to have been following my lead. Ah Zhan, why?"
"If I interfere, those Flame Devils won't listen to me, and you won't be able to obtain the power of the multitude of devils," Emperor Mo said in a low voice. "To the Flame Devils, I am an enemy they will never forget."
Ye Zhen thought about it carefully. It seemed to make sense. "We will not live here in the future anyway."
Emperor Mo looked at her with a smile. "Mmm."
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