I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

"The little guys have calmed down."

At the meeting of gods, the gods were leisurely relaxing and having a pleasant time while holding the meeting.

"That's right. I feel much better after I calm down."

Nothingness expressed his agreement with Tipir's words.

"I have to say, it's really comfortable to rest after all the hard work."

Yuan Ting also nodded in agreement.

“But what happens next is also quite troublesome.”

Markbas' words immediately attracted the attention of the gods.

"whats the matter?"

The gods were all a little confused.

"These little guys don't follow the usual path. Niece Yingying uses dimensional power to open dimensional channels and bridge spaces. Niece Luo Xi uses order power to gather spiritual energy across space. Niece Ma Xin and Niece Xin Yixi are responsible for assisting and healing injuries. The other little guys are responsible for guarding the law. Their training speed is like cheating. Haven't you noticed that every two days, the spiritual energy in a certain range of space is drained?"

Markbas said unhappily that the Xinyan Temple submitted two or three memorials on this matter every week, and he had not yet figured out how to help these little guys cover it up.

“These little guys really know how to play!”

All the gods except Markbas had some surprises.

"This method should be quite efficient, right? What realm are the little guys at now?"

Ying Meng was somewhat curious about the cultivation speed of these heirs.

"According to reliable sources, two years have passed. Except for Ying Lingxi and Ying Yueyu who are just one step away from entering the late stage of Demigod, the rest have entered the late stage of Demigod last month. Ying Lingxi and Ying Yueyu should be practicing secret arts, so their speed is a little slower."

Markbas drank his tea gloomily.

"It's just the finishing touch. We can't enter the Divine Road now."

Yingmeng said thoughtfully.

"This is another troublesome matter. I don't know how my Luo Xi's health is. If it's not good, it doesn't matter if she enters the divine path later."

Tipir was still a little worried about his own daughter.

"Hey, brother, that brat Ma Xin has the Flame of Creation in his body. His self-healing ability is extraordinary. What are you afraid of?"

Markbas was in a good mood, looking like he had Luo Xi in his grasp.

It seems reasonable!

The gods looked like they were just watching spectators, sitting quietly and watching how things would develop.

Half an hour later, Tipir reluctantly agreed to let Luo Xi and Ma Qin enter the Divine Road together.

"Having said that, let's get ready. Once the little guys have reached the level of Quasi-God, it will be time for this war to begin."

There was a fierce light in Markbas's eyes. As the most warlike god in the world, Markbas was not afraid at all, and was even a little excited.

In summer, Pingle Town is covered with a layer of brilliant and gentle colors, especially when the setting sun pours down like molten gold, the whole scene is like a moving painting.

The streets of the town have been paved with bluestones, and the years have left mottled traces on them. Every step echoes the history. On both sides are renovated wooden houses, and strings of wind chimes are hung under the eaves. Occasionally, they sway gently in the wind, making crisp and pleasant sounds, which interweave with the occasional cicadas in the distance to form a summer symphony. In summer, the grass is green and the wild flowers are dotted in between, colorful, attracting butterflies and bees to dance.

In the evening, the sky of the town was dyed orange by the sunset, which contrasted beautifully with the Pingle Mountain not far away.

As night fell, the town did not fall silent, but took on a harmonious look. Lanterns lit up one by one, and the warm light sprinkled on the stone road, guiding the returning Black Falcon members. The starry sky was bright, and the Milky Way was hanging low, as if within reach, making people indulge in this tranquility and peace.

Everything seemed to be harmonious and beautiful. After taking a walk in Pingle Mountain, the girls, Ma Xin and Yuan Jing returned to their respective rooms to rest. The last moment was still a little mysterious to them who were almost in the late stage of demigod. After all, they were the first batch to take the trial of the God Road, but they would definitely not be the last.

"How about going back and staying for two days?"

Xin Yixi and Yingying slept comfortably in the bed, hugging each other, but Xin Yixi seemed to have something on her mind, which made her in a bad mood for the past two days.

"homesick?"

Yingying kissed her gently on the forehead.

"A little bit. It feels like I haven't been back for half a year."

Xin Yixi nodded.

"Then let's go together?"

"I'm afraid not. The trial doesn't say our trials will be together."

“But it didn’t say no.”

Yingying hugged Xin Yixi tightly and took a breath comfortably.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Xin Yixi glanced at her unhappily.

"If our trials are not together, I may have to go back to the Core Life Temple. There are still many bad guys in the Dimension Temple who want to cause trouble for you, so you should be more careful."

"I know. I have more experience than you in dealing with these things."

"You're not much calmer than me."

Xin Yixi recalled the reluctance in Yingying's eyes when Yingmeng dealt with a group of officials who opposed and spread rumors about Yingying.

"Now is a time of trouble. War is about to start. It is a good time to employ people. They are just a little dissatisfied with me, but they are very loyal to the empire. My mother has repeatedly executed court officials because of me. It is inevitable that people will be disheartened. This is not good for the present."

Yingying knew what she was talking about. When they were returning together, they happened to see several ministers being dragged out of the palace and beheaded.

“It is not the number of soldiers that matters, but their quality; it is not the bravery of a general that matters, but his strategy; the same is true for officials in the imperial court.”

Xin Yixi knew that she had the best intentions, but this could easily be exploited by people with ulterior motives and cause political turmoil.

"Let's talk later. I'm hungry."

Yingying looked at Xin Yixi in her arms, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If you're hungry, just go to the cafeteria. It shouldn't be closed yet."

Xin Yixi thought about it, and the moment she looked up, her eyes met Yingying's.

"You, please be gentle..."

Seeing that Xin Yixi understood what she meant, Yingying was not in a hurry to enjoy the food. Instead, she got out of bed, walked to the closet and opened it.

"Why? Are you tired of eating?"

Xin Yixi curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

Yingying didn't answer, but just stood in front of the closet, looking for something intently.

Xin Yixi was wondering when she saw Yingying seemed to have opened some secret door and took out some specially made dresses.

Turning around with the specially made dress in her hand, Xin Yixi saw her little face blushing instantly.

"What are you going to do!"

Xin Yixi shrank into the bed with some fear.

"Of course, I want to enjoy the food..."