After finishing his meal, Meng Qingzhou fed some dog food to Big Yellow, then lay back in his chair, leisurely sipping his afternoon tea.
Half a day passed, and the Empress finally left, returning to deal with Zhao Yuhuan.
Su Qingqiu, on the other hand, guarded Wu Die like a thief, her sword never leaving her side.
Wu Die clung tightly to Meng Qingzhou, refusing to leave. She knew the Empress wouldn’t dare reveal her identity in front of Meng Qingzhou, making him her get-out-of-jail-free card.
After completing her assassination mission, she planned to take her brother and flee the capital overnight, living in seclusion overseas, away from the mundane world, focusing solely on cultivation.
But no matter how long she waited, Meng Qingzhou showed no intention of leaving.
“Minister Meng, we need to carry out the task assigned by the Prime Minister,” Wu Die urged.
“No rush,” Meng Qingzhou stood up, holding the dog leash. “Big Yellow, let’s go for a walk.”
Sunlight Lord: “…”
Meng Qingzhou tugged hard, but Big Yellow refused to get up, squatting stubbornly on the ground. Meng Qingzhou kicked him unceremoniously, “Get up, it’s time to poop.”
Three black lines appeared on Sunlight Lord’s forehead.
Motherfucker, might as well fight this blind man to the death! How could a dignified Guardian Beast of the nation poop by the roadside?
Besides, Divine Beasts don’t need to excrete!
“I’ll count to three. If you don’t get up, no more dog food for you,” Meng Qingzhou threatened.
Sunlight Lord immediately lifted his butt off the ground, panting with his tongue out, rubbing against Meng Qingzhou’s ankle, acting cute.
Dad, play is play, but don’t joke about dog food.
Fine! This Lord will experience the fun of being a dog!
“That’s better,” Meng Qingzhou nodded in satisfaction, leading Big Yellow out, holding his cane.
Su Qingqiu hesitated several times but ultimately said nothing.
The two women had no choice but to accompany Meng Qingzhou in walking Sunlight Lord…
Up until now, Su Qingqiu couldn’t understand why the once mighty and imposing Sunlight Lord had turned into a bootlicker in just one day with Meng Qingzhou.
Thinking back…
The Divine Beast with the bloodlines of Glutton and the Undying Phoenix—Sunlight Lord—roared across mountains and rivers, so majestic.
In the early days of the Great Jin Dynasty, the first Emperor and Sunlight Lord fought side by side, slaying countless Great Beings.
They left behind countless legends…
If the founding Emperor knew about this, he would probably crawl out of his coffin in rage and curse at Big Yellow:
“You shameless beast! I couldn’t even ride you back then, and now you let others walk you like a dog without any complaints?!”
Wu Die had been observing Su Qingqiu’s expression, noticing her frequent glances at Big Yellow, filled with confusion and conflict, sparking her curiosity.
“This dog… no way,” Wu Die’s jaw almost dislocated, her beautiful eyes shrinking in fear.
“There’s a legend that the Great Jin Dynasty has a Guardian Beast with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. It once made a grave mistake, its realm was cut down, but it still had the cultivation level of the Sea Covering Realm peak. In a desperate burst, it could even fight against Great Beings of the Moon Shine Realm.”
“Later, as the Great Jin Dynasty stabilized and grew stronger, the Guardian Beast retired, hiding in the ancestral residence of the Great Jin royal family, guarding the Qin family estate.”
Wu Die turned back, seeing an ancient character carved on the gate of the courtyard—【Qin】.
Thinking of the Empress and Su Qingqiu’s indescribable look…
“Could the dog Minister Meng is walking be the Guardian Beast of the Great Jin?!” Wu Die’s mouth gaped wide enough to swallow an egg, stunned for a long time.
Suddenly.
Big Yellow, who was leading the way, turned his head sharply, winking at Wu Die and spewing two fire pillars from his nostrils.
“It’s true!”
“…”
“Ouch!”
Wu Die, lost in thought, missed her step and stumbled forward, falling to the ground.
Absurd! Too absurd!
It’s simply bizarre; Wu Die even wondered if she was under an illusion.
Until Meng Qingzhou’s voice brought her back to reality.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine!” Wu Die hurriedly got up, dusting herself off, her gaze at Meng Qingzhou clearly changed.
This man was definitely not as simple as he appeared. He had a virtuous Empress as his wife, a Cold and Gorgeous Sword Immortal as his maid, and even walked a Guardian Beast.
If he had no cultivation and no background, Wu Die herself wouldn’t believe it.
Meanwhile.
General Qin Fenghuo returned, unnoticed by anyone.
“Unfilial! Unfilial!”
“Just as Meng Qingzhou predicted, half of the officials managing the states and counties in the Great Jin have secretly pledged allegiance to Zhao Yuhuan!”
“Fortunately, we discovered it early; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!”
Qin Fenghuo couldn’t help but feel relieved. If it weren’t for Meng Qingzhou, the Sage, they might have indeed raised a tiger to cause trouble.
Regardless of what others thought, Qin Fenghuo was now firmly convinced of Meng Qingzhou’s Sage identity.
In his heart, Meng Qingzhou’s status soared, second only to the Empress.
Qin Fenghuo, feeling exhausted, slumped into a chair upon returning home and called out:
“Someone, bring me pen and ink.”
For three whole days, Qin Fenghuo, relying on his half-step Morning Glow Realm cultivation, traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers, traversing several major states.
He detained over five thousand rebellious officials and personally executed more than two thousand, totaling nearly seven thousand!
Such staggering numbers made Qin Fenghuo break out in a cold sweat. He quickly picked up the pen to summarize and report everything that happened in the past few days to the Empress.
Zhao Yuhuan must not be underestimated; this treacherous wolf has ambitions to swallow the world!
“Deliver this letter to Your Majesty,” Qin Fenghuo said, folding the letter and handing it to a trusted aide.
“Yes!” The aide silently disappeared into the darkness.
Having done this, Qin Fenghuo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“I’ve finished the fighting and killing; the rest is up to Jiang Canghai to deal with.”
Qin Fenghuo laughed heartily and strode out the door.
He wanted to visit Meng Qingzhou to see if he could get a prophecy from the Sage to defeat Zhao Yuhuan.
Changing into plain clothes, Qin Fenghuo walked the streets, occasionally hearing whispers of ‘Living King of Hell’ and ‘Empress’ Lover.’
“You! Come here!” Qin Fenghuo, increasingly suspicious, grabbed a passerby by the collar and demanded:
“What do you mean by the Empress’ Lover and the new Living King of Hell?”
Fuck! I’ve only been gone for three days, but it feels like three years.
Which pretty boy had the audacity to seduce the Empress, disrupting the relationship between the Empress and the Empress’ Husband?
If the Empress’ Husband got angry and stopped giving prophecies, what would we do?
“I don’t know much, I just heard…” The passerby stammered, not recognizing Qin Fenghuo but intimidated by the General’s presence, honestly recounting what he knew.
Qin Fenghuo frowned, releasing the terrified passerby and waving him off, “Get lost! If I hear you slandering the Emperor again, you’ll lose your head.”
“Yes, yes!” The passerby dared not say a word, cursing inwardly, and ran off.
Qin Fenghuo stood in place, deep in thought.
“The Empress has a thing for blind men?” Qin Fenghuo muttered, “A blind man who can foresee the future, Meng Qin…”
“No! I won’t allow anyone to disrupt the relationship between the Empress and the Empress’ Husband. This must be corrected!”
What does foreseeing the future matter? At best, he’s a high-end fortune teller.
He’s nothing compared to a Sage.
As long as the Empress’ Husband is in the Great Jin Dynasty, unifying the world is no longer a dream!
“Rest assured! In public, the Emperor is the Emperor and the minister is the minister. In private, I am the Imperial Uncle! I am Dongfang Liuli’s elder!”
“Qingzhou, don’t worry, your Imperial Uncle will take care of it!”
Qin Fenghuo, with his head held high, was about to find Dongfang Liuli for a heart-to-heart talk when he caught sight of a familiar figure.
“Emperor… Qingzhou!” Qin Fenghuo called out loudly.
Not far away.
Meng Qingzhou, holding Big Yellow’s leash, urged, “Hurry up, we’ve been walking for half a day, haven’t you found a good spot yet?”
Big Yellow, tired of it, squatted by the roadside, unable to bring himself to relieve himself.
“Hurry up!” Meng Qingzhou scolded.
Sunlight Lord sighed, thinking there were no familiar faces around. Su Qingqiu was too young to understand and might forget in a few days.
As for Wu Die… find a chance to swallow her, Meng Qingzhou wouldn’t mind; he didn’t know his identity.
With this in mind, Sunlight Lord gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and lifted his leg towards a tree…
Just then.
A voice called out, “Qingzhou…”
Hearing this voice, Sunlight Lord felt a deep despair, closing his eyes in pain.
It’s over!
Completely over!!
A lifetime of reputation ruined!!!
At this point, there was no stopping it. He could only wait quietly until it was over.
Then,
Sunlight Lord shook himself, calmly lowered his leg, but his eyes lost their luster, like a Buddha who had seen through life, looking back indifferently at the shocked Qin Fenghuo.
“Sunlight, you…” Qin Fenghuo was speechless, not knowing what to say.
What a shocking scene!
The dignified Sunlight Lord, squatting by the roadside like a dog, marking a tree.
Too terrifying! Is the end of the world coming?
Qin Fenghuo even doubted if he had dementia and was hallucinating.
Sunlight Lord turned his head, pretending not to know him. Years of friendship ended the moment you saw my dark history.
“Get out, Fire Signal Lord!”
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