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

"Let's see if our Seventh Princess has broken any heavenly rules!" Haotian tapped her on the head with his folding fan. Zi'er winced in pain and looked over with a wronged expression.

Hong'er and the others quickly exchanged glances, signaling to Xiao Qi not to go against his father and mother.

"This humble god pays respects to Your Majesty and Your Highness." A figure appeared from the void, its wings unfurling behind it, making the place exceptionally bright.

Venus looked surprised. It had been a long time since he had seen this person. So he was here taking care of the seven princesses. No wonder His Majesty and Empress came directly here.

His gaze swept over Princess Zihong, and he sighed inwardly, "His Majesty has truly gone to great lengths!"

Zi'er and the other six were also taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening: "When did Father Emperor allow Lucifer to accompany us?"

Haotian chuckled lightly: "When you said Lü Dongbin was good-looking..."

The seven of them were startled. Their father had been watching over them all along. Lucifer was a being at the eighth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, yet he had been sent to their side. No wonder their father had arrived so quickly.

Zi'er's eyes reddened slightly. Yaochi touched her cheek and said, "You've all grown up. You need to make your own decisions about some things, but there are some things you absolutely cannot break. Do you understand?"

"Your subject knows all of this." Zi'er twitched her nose and waved her hand, conjuring up several wooden chairs.

Haotian Yaochi sat at the head of the table, smiling gently: "So, Zi'er, what are your thoughts?"

A streak of purple light flew out from her sleeve, transforming into a purple fan that landed in her hand. Zi'er played with it for a moment, then chuckled softly, "Father, rest assured, your subject will never violate the Heavenly Laws."

"What are your specific ideas?" Yaochi fanned herself. "We can't go on like this forever. Dong Yong is just a mortal. Even if you like his face, he will grow old one day. Do you want to stay in the mortal world with him?"

"Or are you also going to grow old, accompany him through this life, and then return to Heaven?"

If they don't break the heavenly rules, they can stay together like this. Does that mean Dong Yong won't get married and have children?

Hearing Yaochi's question and the concerned looks from her six elder sisters, Zi'er shook her head: "Mother's thinking is indeed correct. Your subject now has some feelings for Brother Dong Yong."

"Big brother?" Haotian raised an eyebrow, flicked his folding fan, and laughed.

"Father!" Zi'er was a little unhappy. Yaochi also patted him with a fan, wanting to hear how his daughter would try to explain herself.

"Alright, alright!" Haotian raised his hands in surrender, but outside the courtyard, a ripple of light appeared, revealing a figure that no one else noticed.

"I first noticed him when Xiao Jin ran away on his own and was injured by a golden lion beast, but Dong Yong saved him."

As she spoke slowly, Haotian's eyes flickered slightly. Xiao Jin was the golden monkey that Zi'er raised, but in this cliché plot, the female lead was not Xiao Jin.

"Dong Yong is very handsome. I've been getting closer to him, and he has a very good personality. Even though the dishes I cook aren't very tasty, he eats them all, unlike Father, Mother, and my elder sister." Zi'er looked over with a hint of resentment.

Just as Haotian was about to speak, Yaochi sneered, "So you do have some sense of propriety after all!"

"Mother, it was something that my sisters and I worked hard to do back then."

"But it just doesn't taste good. Are we supposed to make your father and I suffer for your hard work by lying to you?"

Haotian nodded seriously: "Little Seven, it really doesn't taste good. We didn't lie back then because we were afraid that you sisters would show off your cooking skills in the future. Your father and mother didn't become the Heavenly Emperor and Empress to suffer for themselves."

Zi'er was absolutely furious, and Hong'er and the other six also blushed: "We won't cook for Father and Mother anymore!"

Haotian's eyes lit up: "You've finished telling me the good news, now any bad news?"

Yaochi burst out laughing, then coughed lightly as she saw her seven daughters' faces darken, saying, "Seventh daughter, continue."

"That's all. We've only spent a few days together, and Father and Mother are here." Xiao Qi snorted lightly. "As for the future..."

Her expression was somewhat complicated: "Your subject has some affection for Dong Yong, and it's also clear that he likes me, but the gap between immortals and mortals is insurmountable. If I were to grow old with him..."

Zi'er touched her cheek and said with emotion, "Among us seven sisters, I am the most beautiful. Only my eldest sister surpasses me. I cannot give up my appearance for someone."

The six princesses pointed at him, and Zi'er felt a little guilty.

"So what about the future?" Hong'er glanced at her father and mother and asked the most crucial question. "Little Seven, you are the youngest, and all of us sisters dote on you. Now that your father and mother have arrived, have you thought about the future?"

"If you continue to spend time with him like this, you'll likely develop feelings for him over time, and then..."

If we violate the heavenly rules, even the Emperor and Empress will be in a difficult position!

Looking at those concerned eyes, Zi'er sighed sadly, "Your subject really hasn't thought that far ahead."

"A mere mortal." Yaochi frowned, looking at Zi'er with exasperation, and said, "I think you're really out of your mind. Are you too idle? If you can't, go to the Tushita Palace and help Laozi burn pills in the furnace for a few days."

Zi'er pursed her lips tightly: "Mother, is it really necessary to be so harsh?"

Yaochi sneered, "You have every male immortal in the primordial world and the three thousand worlds to choose from, yet you've taken a fancy to a mere mortal. Just because he ate a meal you cooked, you're already pleased. Senior brother, what do you call that?"

"Dong Yong probably never ate well." Haotian's sarcasm was perfectly natural.

Zi'er was almost in tears from anger, but Haotian Yaochi didn't soften his heart: "Little Seven, this is not something you can decide just by talking. It's not a big deal that you're with him. What your father and mother are worried about is your path to enlightenment. You must make a decision as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty, what if Dong Yong could become an immortal?" Taibai Jinxing bowed slightly. The Great Celestial Venerable was afraid that if the Seventh Princess continued like this, Dong Yong's death would sadden her and affect her path to immortality.

If he could become an immortal, he could then be with the Seventh Princess.

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance and remained silent for a moment: "This is acceptable, but we will not provide any assistance, and you are not allowed to give him any pills or spiritual fruits. If Dong Yong wants to cultivate into an immortal, he must cultivate step by step."

Zi'er bit her lip: "Okay, I'll help him!"

only……

"What's wrong with you again?" Yaochi looked at her hesitant expression and couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Zi'er's eyes held a hint of fear, her brow furrowed with sorrow: "Father, Mother, if Dong Yong becomes an immortal, I will be facing a love that is almost eternal!"

"We possess eternal life, while mortals may only live a fleeting hundred years and still struggle to maintain a relationship for a lifetime. How much more so for us? If that relationship were to break down, could I truly let go so easily?"

"There are many partings and reunions in this world. The saying 'holding hands and growing old together' sounds nice, but truly devoted and supportive relationships are ultimately too rare."

Zi'er's expression was complicated: "Will I ever have a relationship like Father and Mother's, where we walk hand in hand through thick and thin?"

Yaochi was taken aback. Was this how others perceived her and her senior brother?

Her primordial spirit seemed to fluctuate, and a glint flashed in Haotian's eyes as he looked deeply at Yaochi: "The path of the Great Dao is long, but your father and mother have been together since childhood, so we will not be lonely, and we will not lose our way by supporting each other."

Zi'er and the other six were slightly taken aback. Was their father showing off his affection?

"Buzz—"

Yaochi stood up abruptly, her primordial spirit fluctuating violently, and a Daoist aura emanated from her, forcing everyone to retreat continuously. Haotian raised his finger and set up a barrier, isolating the energy in the area.

"Zheng—"

The Taiyin Nirvana Wheel flew out from the auspicious clouds of Yaochi, and Haotian shouted sharply, "Change!"

Yaochi paused, the cold moonlight carrying a murderous intent vanished, and streaks of divine lightning appeared, each containing a divine eye.