Chapter 1639: Chapter 1621: Immortal Emperor seems to have an illusion, Immortal Monarch didn't practice cultivation but sells alcohol_1 Chapter 1639: Chapter 1621: Immortal Emperor seems to have an illusion, Immortal Monarch didn't practice cultivation but sells alcohol_1 “Immortal Lin.”
Rong Li's emotions were complicated: “You really want to go to the Monster Realm?”
“You want to return the Monster Core to her, and she wants you to live.”
Little Kingfisher, fearing that his Master would change his mind, retorted: “The two of you have conflicting opinions. The Master is caught in the middle, torn between both sides. Naturally, we should go and bring the little fox back to let you talk it through in person.”
“Alright, let's do as the Immortal said.”
Rong Li was left speechless by Little Kingfisher's retort and reluctantly agreed: “I will try to live a few more days and wait at home for news from the Immortal.”
Before his voice died down, he took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, picked up a black cloth to cover his face, and turned around to disappear into the vast night.
“Master.”
Little Kingfisher was very excited, and couldn't wait to ask: “When are we going to the Monster Realm?”
Lin Qingluo had his plans: “Once Big Brother and the others have joined the Guard Team and everything is settled, we will leave.”
“Great!”
Little Kingfisher jumped for joy upon receiving confirmation: “Monster Realm, here I come!”
*
Immortal Realm, Guangming Immortal Palace.
The one-year deadline for Jiang Feng and Mo Yi had come, and they returned to the Immortal Court to report and meet the Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor was in a good mood when he saw the two of them, stroking his beard with a hearty laugh: “The two of you, tell me how Si Ye has been working hard to cultivate in the Spirit Realm?”
“Uh.”
The two were dumbstruck and looked at each other, telling the truth: “Immortal Monarch hasn't cultivated, she's been selling wine.”
“Hiss.”
The Immortal Emperor's hand, stroking his beard, paused, plucking a hair from it.
He rubbed his ears, making sure he hadn't misheard, and still incredulous, asked again: “What did you two just say she was doing?”
“Selling wine.”
Jiang Feng and Mo Yi didn't dare to hide it, exchanged glances, and laughed bitterly.
“This girl, instead of cultivating well, striving to ascend to the Immortal Court as soon as possible, she's selling wine?!”
The Immortal Emperor's mouth twitched, his hand shook, and he nearly plucked another hair from his beard.
“Reporting to the Immortal Emperor.”
Mo Yi's heart trembled, quickly changing the subject: “While I was in the mortal world, I discovered an outstanding talent, a once-in-millennium find. This person possesses an Indestructible Divine Body and Heavenly Eye, with unparalleled fighting power within his realm.”
“Tell me how powerful he is.”
The Immortal Emperor's eyes lit up as he heard “Indestructible Divine Body” and “Heavenly Eye,” instantly becoming interested, momentarily forgetting about the worrywart girl.
“He entered the Immortal Palace, became famous in one battle at the Arena, crushing a group of Senior Brothers to claim first place. After that, he won even more battles, creating a record of being unbeaten for three consecutive months…..”
Mo Yi was also full of pride when mentioning his apprentice, boasting about his precious disciple with the exclusive glory of a Master.
“Hmm, this young person is good.”
The Immortal Emperor listened with great pleasure, stroking his beard and laughing: “A diligent and aspiring talent.”
“Immortal Emperor.”
Mo Yi's eyes darted around, secretly calculating his own plans: “I've finally taken such an excellent disciple. It would be a waste not to properly train him. Could he stay longer in the Spirit Realm?”
“Absolutely not.”
The Immortal Emperor stopped laughing, his eyebrows furrowed, showing some severity: “Heaven's rules and laws cannot be violated. You must not harbor wild thoughts and end up harming both others and yourself.”
“This subordinate wouldn't dare.”
Mo Yi was startled, his heart trembling, and he knelt down on one knee, begging for forgiveness.
“Get up.”
The Immortal Emperor waved his hand, signaling the two to leave.
“Yes.”
Mo Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up, and respectfully backed away a few steps before leaving the Guangming Immortal Palace with Jiang Feng.
Chapter end
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