is a middle-aged man in his fifties and knows my dad. Every morning, they go for a run together at the park.The boss's last name is Zhao. When Lin Yanqin and I were taking a walk in the park, we pass...The bare door frame, and the door panel lying on the ground.

Tiny, pitiful, and helpless.

But I'm barely holding on myself, the two immortal masters' auras are too strong. It's fine if the door gets sacrificed, just please don't let it affect the house.

I think Lord Jingdu Xingjun also cares for You Nan very much, but he definitely won't show weakness in front of the Emperor.

"...Just put him in the underworld, what else do you want me to do" Ji Dou Xingjun frowned.

"A child needs discipline. Being coddled by the deities of the underworld is not good for his character. Although you are crude, uncouth, and unreasonable, at least you are a celestial being from the upper realms, treating him more strictly than the underworld deities do. Since he calls you master, this deity will begrudgingly treat you with courtesy." The Emperor spoke with great pride.

"Oh, please," sneered the Star Deity of Counting Stars. "Aren't you just wanting to be intimate with your wife And now that the child is back from the underworld, are you afraid there's no one to discipline them You want me to take care of them for you I'm too busy!"

Even the Emperor wouldn't believe this.

Will you be busy

Being incredibly bored is the worst!

The Celestial Emperor lowered his eyes slightly: "... Ji Du, some things are too ancient. There are only legends in the heavens above. Don't be too curious."

Ji Dou Xingjun curled his lips, flipped his wrist and put the sword back in his hand: "This Star King is feeling impulsive. What do I have to do with you Humph... Since you're here, just watch over your apprentice Xiao Yin Luo yourself, this Star King is leaving!"

He strode out of the doorway with an air of arrogance, when suddenly a magic door swung open before him.

Bai Wu Chang smiled mischievously as he floated over from the corridor, "Lord Ji Du, please come in~~"

All his feet were lifted, he was trapped by a sudden spell. He couldn't advance nor retreat, as if retreating would make him seem afraid of going to the underworld.

Bai Wu Chang raised one hand, his wide robe sleeves flowing as he slightly bowed in a gesture of invitation.

Such a small gesture, timely appeased the temper of Prince Ji Dou Xing, he snorted coldly, very proudly… and went in.

Bai Wu used her flowing sleeves to cover her lips, and gave me a playful glance before leaving with Ji.

The Lord Emperor stood with his hands behind his back on the corridor. He gave me a cold glance, and I quickly straightened my posture.

"...Master, do you have something to ask me" I whispered.

He nodded slightly. "How has Mu Wanchen's state of mind been lately"

"Attitude" I was taken aback for a moment. Was this master truly this good He even cared about his disciple's feelings

"...Caught in a time of great upheaval, he was busy and stressed. As the Shaman King, there are times when even he feels overwhelmed. Was his heart heavy with this burden"

"Well, well... It's not bad, I didn't feel anything wrong. He's too responsible. He sent me over without resting for a minute and went back. He was afraid those people would worry, thinking he had run off to have fun." I answered truthfully.

The Emperor’s frown was barely perceptible, he shook his head and said, “……it’s not that simple.”

"Huh"

“This time at the Wu Wang City, I found that the entire aura was disordered. There was a portal where the village of Corpse Refiners used to be, but it was very treacherous and difficult to enter or exit. I speculate that the previous Great Witch King intentionally placed the Corpse Refiners there.”

"Because looking at the overall mountain terrain, it's a dangerous and unfavorable place. The Great Shaman King controls a vast area, why would he have them settle here Now that I think about it, perhaps the villages scattered throughout the formations are where the power of the formations is sustained."

He frowned slightly, his voice seeming to carry a hint of self-reproach: "The fire of karma consumed the mountain, burning down the village and extinguishing the lives within. Without any spiritual energy, the restoration of the Dharma is a distant hope."

I was a little stunned.

The scorched forest was a sea of black and gray as far as the eye could see, with only occasional flashes of jarring “green” that were insignificant enough to barely alter the overall dismal landscape.

It seems here that basic recovery is a far-off possibility

"Within the Dharma gates, there have been catastrophic changes. Villages and hamlets are in ruins, with countless casualties scattered everywhere... Why would an interdimensional magic formation appear outside It must be waiting for the opportune moment to devour all the Dharma gates... The situation is dire, and I worry that he will be consumed by his anxieties and fall into the demonic path."

“Ah!” I quickly covered my mouth: “No, no, Mu Wanchen isn't that indecisive. I'll pay more attention to his emotions.”

The Lord chuckled softly: “The legends left by the ancient divine shamans all convey the idea of ‘going against heaven,’ of humans overcoming fate, turning the tide, and never returning until their goal is achieved. Mu Wanchen has the bloodline of a divine shaman, being a great shaman king himself. He merely takes it lightly, but he hasn't forgotten it.”

He pondered for a moment, then as if remembering something, chuckled and nodded. “….All have karmic entanglements and cyclic rebirth. They couldn’t possibly be unaware. Perhaps they already foresaw that one day, their descendants would need help…”

I don't quite understand and want to ask, but I don't know what to ask.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and reminded me, "Since you're here, perhaps your advantage lies in you. Take good care of yourself."

"Yes." I nodded honestly.

Mu Wanchen walked down from my room, saw the Emperor's turning back, and frowned slightly: "Master"

The Emperor turned his head and glanced at him, nodding slightly. Then his figure gradually faded, like a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating into the night.

Mu Wanchen was at a loss, bending down to lift the door panel I had knocked over. He whispered softly, "What's wrong Did Master break it"

"...Jun of the Jiudou Xing."

……”

I told Mu Wanchen what I had just said, and he replied with a calm expression: "I know, and I guessed it would be like this. But these things aren't the master's fault. Cause and effect have their own reasons. Even immortal gods can't see through everything perfectly, and sometimes, even if you know something is wrong, you have to do it."

"Knowing it's wrong and doing it anyway" I frowned at him.

Mu Wanchen's expression was calm, with a slight smile playing at the corner of his lips: "Yes, even knowing it's wrong, I still want to do it."

"Why! Knowing it's wrong, just prevent it beforehand—"

"...Probably, for his beloved wife," Mu Wanchen raised an eyebrow and smiled.

He raised his hand and stroked my cheek: "…My love, if the word 'love' could still retain rationality, but the word 'wife', there is no reason to explain it."

I bit back a smile, feigning innocence and saying: "That sounds good in theory, but if anything ever happened, you'd abandon your wife again..."

Mu Wanchen took my hand, his thumb lightly brushing over my knuckles. He said softly, "How is that possible When you weren't here, I kept looking back for you, and I was distracted."

"Then I'll go see Mr. Dao tomorrow. I feel like after finishing things, I can go back and accompany you." I looked up at him.e that you're going to faint from my handsomeness You underestimate me too much.My fellow disciples are all good-looking, I've long since gotten used to it."Go to sleep," he whispered.This atmosphere...