The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 39: Wise and mighty Chaos Body, don’t go too far!

The retreat of King Qing Jiao, a small world opened up by ancient sages, hidden in the void.

With Mo Fan's strength, he could force his way in, but as someone who came here for friendly communication, he would naturally notify the owner of the place to come and greet him first.

The Green Dragon King is no simple creature. As a top demon, his strength cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, he is the fourth largest bandit in the Northern Territory and a bridge between the demon clan and the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory. He connects the demon clan and the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory to form an offensive and defensive alliance to compete with the major holy places and sects.

Not long after, the sage's small world opened up, teams of demon soldiers lined up, and many demon masters came out to greet them.

Leading the group was a young man with a sturdy build, wearing a green iron suit. He had a strong physique and was full of explosive power. His eyes were as bright as stars, shining brightly. A pair of dragon horns in his green hair indicated his race.

This is the Green Dragon King.

Behind him were veteran generals of the demon clan, as well as masters of the older generation of the demon clan. Each of them had a powerful aura and demonic energy that soared to the sky.

"Your Highness, please come in."

The blue-robed king came forward respectfully and bowed.

Don't hit a smiling person, and Mo Fan is also a kind person who likes to make friends.

Therefore, the two of them talked happily, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years, and no one could tell that they had never spoken a word before.

Mo Fan received a warm reception from the demon tribe, and both sides were very happy.

He was led forward, passing through towering mountains and numerous swamps along the way.

The trees are lush and the air is filled with mist. Eighty-one large rivers run through this place, connecting hundreds of lakes.

This place is a world of its own, very vast. After passing a waterfall area, the beautiful scenery ahead gradually increased, and Mo Fan couldn't help but nod.

Pavilions, palaces, and towers;
Ancient vines, old trees and exotic grasses can be seen everywhere.

The Green-Clothed King was not unaware of Mo Fan's purpose, but he did not say a word. He took Mo Fan to visit this small world and then invited him to the banquet.

At the banquet, there were some veteran and powerful generals of the demon clan, such as the Peacock King, the Golden-winged Old Peng King, etc.

"Everyone, let's toast to His Royal Highness the Young Emperor!" The Green-Robed King raised his glass and called on everyone.

"I have long heard of the young emperor's great name. Seeing him today, I can see that he is truly a dragon among men!"

"The young emperor is extremely talented, and he is worthy of being the best in the Eastern Wasteland in tens of thousands of years!"

Everyone toasted enthusiastically and flattered him without paying any money.

Mo Fan made friends with them one by one and exchanged pleasantries. These people were very respectful to him, spoke nicely, and flattered him loudly.

After he came here, he did not show any impatience and decided to leave the matter of getting the "Demon Emperor Sutra" for later.

During this process, he continued to comprehend the great truth in this small world. It was a rare opportunity for him to enter a small world of sages, and there were many things worth studying.

When reaching the realm of saint, the cultivator enters a completely different realm. A drop of blood or a strand of hair from the saint can kill a powerful being and destroy an army of thousands.

By the lake, under the willow trees, in the pavilion.

Mo Fan met Yan Ruyu. Perhaps it was because the Green Emperor’s genes were indeed excellent. Yan Ruyu’s appearance was indeed outstanding, like a solitary orchid in a valley, very otherworldly, with a kind of tranquil beauty.

It is in perfect harmony with the beautiful natural scenery around it, as if it is a part of the beauty of heaven and earth.

Yan Ruyu's voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and she said:
"Your Highness, with your talent, you will surely be able to attain enlightenment and become an emperor someday. Why do you have to worry about my clan's imperial scriptures?"

"I am determined to integrate the ways of the ancient and modern emperors and kings to achieve the strongest imperial law." Mo Fan said, "If you agree, my Immortal Palace can protect your Qing Emperor lineage."

Yan Ruyu is not an ordinary woman. The Qing Emperor's lineage had long been in decline. Because of the emperor's soldiers, she was hunted down by the Ji family. She was displaced and lived under the care of others.

What she values ​​most is her own safety and the inheritance of the Qing Emperor's lineage.

Yan Ruyu pondered for a long time, and finally said: "I have also been hunted for thousands of miles, and I understand how difficult life is. My Qing Emperor lineage really does not want to be involved in too many disputes."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Fan knew that the purpose of this trip to obtain the "Demon Emperor Sutra" was certain.

Mo Fan's aggressiveness made Yan Ruyu feel a huge pressure. If it was someone else, Yan Ruyu would not give in so easily. But Mo Fan's reputation as a ruthless emperor's son and a chaotic body was too great. In addition, everyone knew that Mo Fan had attacked the Jiang family and forced the Jiang and Ji families to take the Hengyu Sutra and the Xukong Sutra.

Based on this, Yan Ruyu, who has always been cautious and unwilling to cause trouble, had no choice but to hand over the "Demon Emperor Sutra" after three days of "deep thinking".

Outside the Sage World, with the farewell of the demon clan, Mo Fan’s figure slowly disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, on this day, the Immortal Palace located in Tianzhou in the central area of ​​the Eastern Wilderness also officially announced to the world that the descendants of the Green Emperor were officially under the protection of the Immortal Palace.

Just when the East Wasteland, which had been peaceful for a short time, was in turmoil again because of this news——

Mo Fan is discussing life with an "old friend" he meets by chance.

"Robbery! Someone is trying to rob me!!"

When Duan De saw the figure in green approaching him step by step, his hand subconsciously trembled and he retracted it.

He quickly looked around suspiciously, gazing around with a cunning look.

As a result, three breaths passed.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

The surrounding space had long been blocked by Mo Fan. Duan De was just a small scum in the Four Extreme Secret Realm. Unless he could return to his former state in advance, he would have to swallow this loss today.

"Master, I said that we are destined to meet. Look, we meet again now. By the way, the hairpin in your hair, I remember it was lost by me. Hey, Master, your wooden sword seems to be mine too."

"Oh, Taoist Priest, the big bag on your body is still mine..."

"Hiss, the gourd is also mine..."

"Tsk tsk, Taoist priest, where did you get so many treasures from my family?"

Mo Fan asked seriously.

Duan De's heart was bleeding, his Tongtian Hairpin was gone... He had obtained it by digging up the tomb of a saint in Zhongzhou.

The peach wood sword was gone too. He was in a forbidden place...

Then, there is his magic gourd...

A bag of treasures filled with all the treasures I have gained in my life...

In the end, even his purple ribbon Taoist robe disappeared from his body...

Duan De stared blankly at himself, his body was completely empty except for his white clothes...

It’s all gone!!
Gone! ! !

Swish.

His single garment also disappeared from his body.

He stood on the ground shirtless, revealing his fat belly...

At this moment, Duan De felt a chill all over his body, a very chilly feeling...

At this moment, the man's eyes looked him up and down, as if judging whether he had anything valuable on him.

There were many things floating around that man, all of which were treasures obtained by Duan De from his "archaeological" work.

Looking at Mo Fan's finger that seemed to be "whatever it pointed at would disappear", it seemed that it was going to take away even his pants.

Duan De's face finally turned red, and he was furious:

"You fucking Wuliang Tianzun, the wise and mighty Chaos Body, don't go too far. Even if my admiration for you is as endless as the Milky Way in the sky, you can't do this!"

By the end of his words, he could not help revealing his sadness of wanting to cry but having no tears.

It hurts!

So sad!!!!
(End of this chapter)