Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"No! Protect yourself first!" Bo Huang sneered. "What is the punishment for seducing the Heavenly Court's eldest princess?"

"What princess?" Several people asked at the same time, including Yao Ji.

Longji, Bohuang, and the others' expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with terror: "Auntie, don't you recognize us?"

Yao Ji was in a daze, feeling that she had seen these people somewhere before and that they were very familiar to her, but she really couldn't remember where.

"I am a fairy, I... I don't know, but I was seriously injured, and it was my husband who saved me, I don't know."

"Father, Mother, don't go!" The youngest girl burst into tears, and Yao Ji also shed tears.

"I am Yang Tianyou. Regardless of whether my wife is the princess you speak of, I seduced a fairy, a crime unforgivable. Kill me if you must, spare my wife and children!"

He held a wooden stick in his hand, his eyes filled with determination.

"How could this happen?" Longji murmured. "Didn't Father tell you?"

"No." The ten golden crows shook their heads in unison.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Zhunti and the other immortals watched this scene and discussed it animatedly.

"When was the eldest princess injured?"

"Why don't you recognize the Crown Prince and the Princess?"

Zhunti raised his eyebrows and asked, "You did this?"

Haotian was somewhat speechless: "I've been here the whole time, what am I supposed to do?"

"Who knows how you did it, but it's definitely related to you." Zhunti snorted coldly, secretly regretting his miscalculation. When he saw Yaoji, he was only excited and thought he had caught Haotian's weakness. Why didn't he think to investigate more carefully?

"Don't push your luck." Haotian said calmly. Zhunti saw the cold light in his eyes and immediately shut his mouth like a clam spirit.

……

"Wife, run!" Yang Tianyou roared and charged forward with a wooden stick in hand.

Bo Huang remained unmoved. As the True Fire of the Sun swept past, the wooden stick instantly turned to ashes. Yang Tianyou was stunned, then tightly hugged Bo Huang's legs, shouting, "Wife, run! Don't worry about me!"

Bo Huang looked helpless; they hadn't even done anything yet!

No, he suddenly lowered his head, sensing the aura emanating from Yang Tianyou.

"This... Uncle?"

Longji shook his head, finding such an address inappropriate. "Young master, you should rest quietly for a while!"

Longji patted him on the shoulder, his expression changing slightly. Something was wrong with this physical body!

"Aunt, we mean no harm. Although we don't know why you lost your memory, your aura is unmistakable to me and Brother Bohuang. Father Emperor sent us here to bring you back to heaven."

Bo Huang took a deep breath: "Longji, stop talking, take Aunt back to Heaven!"

He pulled Yang Tianyou up from the ground, lifted him up from his collar, and looked carefully into his eyes. His eyes blazed with the fire of the sun, as if he wanted to see through everything about Yang Tianyou.

Longji frowned as he watched the celestial carriage fly out from Bo Huang's sleeve, pulled by five white swans that affectionately nuzzled Yun Hua's sleeve.

"Aunt, shall I ride with you, my cousins, and this young master in your White Feather Chariot?" Longji winked at Bohuang, hoping to glean some information.

Jinwu nodded almost imperceptibly. Yunhua, half-confused and half-awake, boarded the celestial chariot and, together with Yang Tianyou, protected the three children behind them.

"Fairy sister, are you a princess too?" the youngest girl asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, look, this celestial carriage belongs to my aunt, who is also your mother. You will have one in the future too," Longji said with a smile. He believed that his father would not abandon his aunt and her family, and what was more, his aunt had lost her memory?

She could sense the aura of the Haotian Mirror, and this uncle-in-law of hers was no ordinary person either!

Although I don't know what happened, it's definitely inseparable from my father's scheme!

"Really? This car is so soft, like a cloud."

"Yes, what's your name?"

"My name is Chan'er, this is my eldest brother Jiao'er, and my second brother Jian'er, but Mother always calls them Dalang and Erlang."

"Yang Chan, Chanjuan, is a beautiful and serene name, like the moon. My older sister is named Longji."

"Sister Longji."

"Were you born there? Have you moved around?"

"Princess, why don't you just ask me directly!" Yang Tianyou pressed the three little heads that had poked out back in, and said coldly.

Longji's smile vanished, replaced by an aloof and noble demeanor, her captivating beauty almost unbearable to behold: "I'm here to strengthen my bond with my cousins. If you don't want to speak, then shut up!"

What are you pretending to be, you mixed-race person!

Even if my aunt has feelings for you, you are not good enough for her!

"Longji!" Yaoji frowned, seemingly disagreeing with her words.

"Auntie, you recognize me?" Longji's anger turned to joy, and her eyes even reddened a little.

Yao Ji pulled her hand back and told the truth: "I only know that I have magic power, but I don't know anything about the past. I was rescued by my husband after I was injured. He gave me his heart, but in order to save him, I cut off half of it and gave it to him."

"Just seeing you all gives me a sense of familiarity."

Longji's expression changed, and his eyes flashed with divine light. However, he was shocked by the golden light and let out a muffled groan, his face turning pale.

"Haotian Mirror, you don't even recognize me anymore!" Long Ji said angrily.

Yao Ji was somewhat flustered and pulled a small mirror from her clothes: "Is this it?"

Longji nodded, her expression extremely complicated. She could tell that this was her father's Haotian Mirror, which was connected to her aunt's soul. No one but her father could do this. She could vaguely sense her father's aura in the mirror.

They held back against her earlier; otherwise, given her cultivation level, she would have been reduced to ashes!

My father's attack could even kill a saint!

So, it seems that Father Emperor was afraid that others would discover Aunt's secret?

Well, once we reach the Heavenly Court, everything will be peaceful!

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen!" Several rough voices rang out, and Long Ji's expression changed. Three strong men stood in the void, some riding fire dragons, others entwined with water snakes.

"So it's the three Ancestral Witches, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Jumang!" Bo Huang bowed respectfully. "We are here on the orders of our father, the Emperor, to escort the Princess back to Heaven. May we ask what important matter the Ancestral Witches have to discuss?"

"Little..." Gonggong was about to curse the scraggly bird when the curtain was suddenly pulled open, revealing Longji's stunning face.

"Greetings, Three Ancestral Witches! Longji pays his respects!"

Gonggong's words caught in his throat, and he chuckled, "It's Little Longji! Houtu was wondering when you'd go to the Underworld to play."

"Since it is Her Majesty's request, Longji naturally dares not disobey. However, I wonder why the three Ancestral Witches are blocking our way? Could it be that they intend to follow in the footsteps of the Great Witch Xingtian and stage another act of rebellion against Heaven?"

Her brows furrowed, and a sharp glint flashed across her eyes, much like when Haotian was angry.

"Little Longji, you mustn't say such things carelessly." Zhu Rong shrank his neck, while Gonggong touched his right cheek.

When the Haotian Sword struck, his two teeth flew out. It was only with the help of Houtu that Haotian's magic was removed and they were able to grow back.

A smile flashed in Longji's eyes. His mother was right after all. You were really scared of Father Emperor!

Jumang smiled gently: "Longji, we've come here only for Yang Jiao!"

Longji's expression changed slightly, and the True Sun Fire on Bohuang's wings burned even more fiercely.

"You should understand, right?" Ju Mang tapped his finger, and a vine stretched out, handing over a gem wrapped in malevolent energy.

Longji's pupils contracted sharply, and Jumang laughed, "See, I told you you would understand. This was also your father's order, and we have come here on his behalf."

Bo Huang called out softly, "Sister, give Yang Jiao to him."

Jumang lowered his head: "As expected of the Crown Prince of the Golden Crow, he can make the Heavenly Emperor go to such lengths."

"You flatter me, Ancestral Witch!" Bo Huang said indifferently.

"Cousin Yang Jiao, go with them. They... won't hurt you." Long Ji looked at Yang Tianyou with complicated emotions, then took Yao Ji's hand. "Auntie, please trust me, okay?"