My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

In Gu Lan's heart, there naturally existed a reluctance to subject Simu to the toils of studying alongside the two Masters.

However, Simu was not only his daughter but also the daughter of Mu Yuyan, the little princess of the Jing Nation.

Certain responsibilities couldn't be evaded, and some hardships had to be borne. After all, a jade needs polishing to become a gem!

Gu Lan lowered his gaze to Simu, preparing to affectionately pat her adorable little head. Yet, as his hand extended, Simu promptly seized it, her pitifully large eyes fixed squarely upon him.

"Brother—Spirit Fruit!" "You only know how to eat Spirit Fruit all day long. Do you understand that you'll have to face two very difficult teachers in the future? Are you afraid?" Gu Lan warned, earning a glare from the Empress nearby.

"Spirit Fruit!" Simu's response remained steadfast with those two simple words. Gu Lan found himself in a moment of perplexed amusement and could only produce a Spirit Fruit.

At that moment, he suddenly had a feeling. Teaching this determined little foodie wouldn't just be a trial for Simu...

In the realm of the Jing Nation! The envoys from the Demon Realm and the Underworld stood upon the clouds, gazing into the vast territory of the Jing Nation from afar.

"I wonder if Niu Laosan has met the esteemed individual in green robes and conveyed our intentions."

"That fellow acts without thinking. Could he have offended the esteemed individual and botched the task?"

A trace of concern flashed across the face of the Demon Realm envoy. Beside him, the envoy from the Underworld remained ominously silent.

"Heh heh! Niu Laosan isn't that foolish. We merely seek a few individuals with the potential for ascension. It's unlikely he would offend someone as profoundly powerful as that esteemed individual."

The Demon Realm envoy nodded in agreement at this rationale.

"You have a point."

"While Niu Laosan may be a bit dim-witted, he's not entirely lacking in intellect. He wouldn't do something as foolhardy as courting disaster."

"It's those talents from the smaller nations who are truly disappointing!"

"We've been working tirelessly for days, yet we're still short of recruits."

"Why is there such a vast disparity between nations? The emperors of those countries are simply a bunch of incompetents!"

The Demon Realm envoy recalled their recent hardships, his face aflame with frustration.

As an envoy of the Demon Realm, he was tasked with a mission from above.

If they failed to recruit enough talent for ascension, not only would there be no reward upon returning to the Demon Realm, but they might also face severe consequences.

Unfortunately, the realm of mortals didn't favor the proliferation of demonkind, and despite their efforts, they hadn't found enough individuals meeting the criteria for ascension.

Thus, they turned their attention to the Jing Nation out of necessity. It was an unavoidable situation.

Compared to the feeble fortunes of other nations, the Jing Nation was currently experiencing a golden age.

Even those without the ability to divine could faintly perceive the tangible golden fortune of the Jing Nation! With a flourishing fortune comes a flourishing populace.

A nation as prosperous as this was bound to produce numerous talents. If they could recruit from the Jing Nation, they could swiftly fulfill their mission of ferrying souls.

However, they dared not do so now! Merely the thought of the Jing Nation conjured memories of that day's azure sword light!

That terrifying, unparalleled strike was something they couldn't hope to resist. And that power wasn't even from the esteemed individual's main body, but merely a casual strike from one of their avatars!

The more they thought about it, the more fear gripped their hearts. They didn't even have the courage to set foot in the realm of the Jing Nation.

Fortunately, they devised a plan: taking advantage of the celebration for the little princess's birthday, they would deceive the foolish Niu Laosan into seeking an audience with the esteemed individual.

Such an approach was certainly beneath the dignity of their status as envoys, and if news of it reached the Upper Realm, they might be subject to ridicule.

However, when faced with the prospect of losing their lives, such trifling matters of pride became insignificant. They had no desire to meet the same fate as Guan Yan, who had lost his life shortly after descending to the Lower Realm.

Furthermore, several days had passed, and there had been no sign of retaliation from the Heavenly Realm against the esteemed individual.

Who knew what level of power that esteemed individual possessed! With these thoughts, the envoy from the Demon Realm couldn't help but shiver...

Outside the capital of the Jing Nation.

Boom! The earth trembled, and the sky reverberated with a continuous roar.

"Cease your actions immediately!"

"If you persist, I shall be forced to take serious action!"

Under countless attacks, a burly man with horns on his head clasped his hands over his head, bracing against the onslaught.

In front of him stood a handsome young Taoist and a stern-faced genius from the Underworld.

Though their strength was inferior to his, their martial arts were extraordinary, and their spiritual weapons were exceptional.

Especially the genius from the Underworld, whose martial arts were formidable, with attacks that were cunning and fierce.

Several times, he had nearly been caught off guard. Forced to endure the onslaught without retaliation, he was being worn down.

"I've come to present a gift to the esteemed individual!" "If you continue, I, Old Niu, will truly lose my temper!"

Seeing the two persisting in their assault, the envoy from the Demon Realm was fuming, steam practically billowing from his horns. He was on the verge of unleashing his full power.

"Shadow Annihilation Slash!"

In response to the envoy's bluster, Zhe Liang remained expressionless. His only response was to attack!

They couldn't discern this person's true strength, but Tan'er had said that they must intercept regardless of the individual's moral alignment and wait for the master to arrive and decide...

If they easily believed this ox-headed individual and he turned out to be less honest than he appeared, then the common people of the Jing Nation would be in danger!

"Agh!!" The envoy from the Demon Realm let out a pained cry. Zhe Liang's strike caught him off guard, landing squarely on his nose.

The envoy from the Demon Realm had a formidable defense, and his physical body was equally robust.

Until now, he had taken blows without retaliating, sustaining no damage whatsoever. But now, he was truly injured.

His nose turned slightly red, and as he raised his hand to touch it, there were traces of blood.

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"His aura is skyrocketing!"

Seeing this scene, Zhongren's expression shifted. Unlike Zhe Liang's straightforward nature, he had seemed to attack vigorously just now but had actually been biding his time.

He had long since noticed that the horned individual harbored some fear and was hesitant to truly strike.

Lin Tan'er's task for them was simply to prevent the other party from entering the capital of the Jing Nation.

Without orders to subdue them, he naturally wouldn't exert full force. Moreover, even if he did, he might not necessarily be a match for the opponent.

Zhongren couldn't fathom how this seemingly well-defended individual had suddenly been hit by Zhe Liang. Could it be a setup?

The envoy from the Demon Realm looked at the scant blood on his hand, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. From black to red, until his whole body began to smoke.

"You... seek death!"

"I shall kill you!"

The envoy from the Demon Realm expanded in size, like a heated branding iron. He forcefully exhaled through his nostrils, his gaze fixed firmly on Zhe Liang.