Dressed as an Asura girl

The old emperor "died of illness" a month later.

People in the palace are rumored... His Majesty, before his death, regained his glory, struggled to get up, wanted Princess Yueyi to be the queen, cultivated hard, and guarded the Holy Land for the people and the country—as expected of His Majesty, he was so thoughtful in the face of death!

As for whether this rumor is true or not, who knows?

On the day when Sikong Yueyi came to the throne, the weather was very clear and cloudless, and the sunlight filled the entire imperial city without any cover.

Yue Ge dragged Zhu Yu out, and stood under Di Ming's stage to watch the excitement.

The area below the Diming Terrace was tens of feet in circumference, and the bustling people were all the people of the imperial capital.

Sikong Yueyi specially prepared a place for Yuege and the others, between the family members of the courtiers and some powerful casual cultivators, close to the Diming Terrace, purely as spectators; while the courtiers and members of the royal family stood on the Diming Terrace, participating in this sacred ceremony.

Tan Niang was also among them... She was wearing the uniform of a female officer, and she was chatting happily with her colleagues around her.

Yue Ge's eyes wandered around boredly, and found a familiar figure on the stage, Sikong Yueying with a little white fox coiled on his shoulders.

Obviously, she rushed back to attend her sister's succession ceremony.Yuege was about to look away when he noticed Sikong Yueying looking over.

All cultivators have good eyesight... Sikong Yueying showed a meaningful smile from a long distance away.

"See you after the ceremony." She sent her voice over with her spiritual power.

Yue Ge always felt that her expression was not quite right, after thinking for a while, he suddenly said in shock: "Azhu, does she also know that we are Asura?"

"Princess Yueyi will naturally tell her, it would be strange if she didn't know." Zhu Yu said in a low voice.

It didn't take long for the time to come.

Sikong Yueyi's face was serious. She was dressed in a golden and red dragon-pattern court dress, holding an imperial scepter in her hand, and her imposing manner was admirable.

In Lingyuan Continent, it is not without precedent for a female emperor to ascend the throne, but it is the first time in the history of Shenglan...

The discussion of the people in the audience gradually died down, and it seemed that there was an invisible will that made them fearful and silently looked up.

In the silence, Sikong Yueyi first took incense and paid homage to Shenglan's ancestors before climbing up the stone steps step by step.

At the very top of the Diming Terrace, a gorgeous but heavy dragon cloud crown shines brightly.

She stepped forward and stared at it for a moment before putting the imperial crown on her head.

"According to the last emperor's edict, I am enthroned as emperor today, and I will do my best for the prosperity of Shenglan from now on." Sikong Yueyi said calmly, the sound of being blessed by spiritual power resounded through the imperial city, and was witnessed by tens of thousands of people.

Compared with Sheng Lan's ancestors who made up their enthronement oaths, which were neat and sensational, Sikong Yueyi's oaths were really careless, as if they were made up on the spot perfunctorily.

Even so, before the words were spoken, there was still a mysterious force gradually rising from the Diming Terrace.

It showed a faint dense purple air, and after circling a few times on the stage, it poured all of it into Sikong Yueyi's body.

"It's Emperor's Luck." Zhu Yu said.

Emperor luck is also called dragon luck.When Sikong Yueyi voluntarily became the empress, the fate of Shenglan's country was tied to her.

If I have to say it, the Emperor's Fortune is not very useful, at most it will make people smoother during cultivation.But this benefit is nothing to the extremely talented Sikong Yueyi...

On the contrary, it may be a shackle.

After all, if the luck of Shenglan's country is not good, then as the empress, her way to break through to the immortal will be basically broken.

"Since she chose this path, she thinks she has a plan in mind." Yue Ge shrugged. "Perhaps Shenglan will grow stronger under her hands, and it's not a strange thing."

Now that the enthronement ceremony was completed, the people in the audience knelt down and bowed down one after another, and many courtiers also saluted.

Only some casual cultivators who were not under Shenglan's control still sat leisurely, as did Yue Ge and Zhu Yu.

At this point, the succession ceremony is officially over.

What follows are some boring and cumbersome routines: the courtiers came forward to pay respects one after another, the new empress gave an impassioned speech to inspire people, if at the end you can raise the scepter and use spiritual power to create a special formation War is even better.

Seeing that there was nothing to eat, Yuege sighed: "Let's go back—"

After thinking about it, I realized something was wrong: "Wait, there's Sikong Yueying..."

"I thought you forgot." Someone said behind him.

"How could it be? I also miss senior sister very much during this time." Yue Ge's expression switched seamlessly, and he smiled at Sikong Yueying in the blink of an eye.

Behind her is Princess Yueying who has "lost for a long time".

There was also a little white fox, which wrapped its tail lightly around the princess's neck, and let out a weary cry.

"Bai Ying too, long time no see." Yue Ge continued to smile.

Sikong Yueying shook her head, said with a smile, "Come with me, let's go to Mingjin Restaurant—I don't know if it suits the senior sister's taste." The latter half of the sentence was addressed to Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu nodded and agreed.

I have to say that this restaurant is really good, and it is also owned by Sikong Yueyi.

"Well... I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have reached a level where I can't even see clearly." Sikong Yueying propped up her chin and said with emotion.

"Cultivation is a matter of hard work and hard work." Yue Ge was serious. "You only see the leisure and ease in front of us, but you don't know how hard we work behind us—"

"Dual Cultivation?" Sikong Yueying didn't want to lose face, so he pointed it out.

Yuege was solidly taken aback: "Why do you...?"

Sikong Yueying waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just a result of an adventure, and it happens to be able to see that the aura of both of you is indistinguishable from each other—how many times have you practiced dual cultivation?"

As he spoke, he showed a narrow smile.

Holding the spoon, Yue Ge could only say: "Ahem."

Sikong Yueying didn't seem to intend to mention their racial issues, just like ordinary friends, just chatting about interesting things in daily life.

Beside Sikong Yueying is Bai Ying who has turned into a human form.

The girl was gnawing on the chicken leg, and as she gnawed on it, tears came down, still crying like pear blossoms with rain.

——I don’t know if I was moved to tears by the delicious food.

Yue Ge: "..."

What happened to this powerless and helpless familiarity?

But there is no way, Bai Ying's tears seem to connect the world, endless, and now it seems much better than when we first met.

I really have to thank Sikong Yueying!

After eating this meal for a long time, the friends who reunited after a long time also chatted for a long time.

Yue Ge talked about the style and appearance of the Asura tribe, about the West Sea, and about some little things in cultivation.

Sikong Yueying talked about her and Bai Ying's experience in the orc tribe in the past few years, saying that they are now a husband and wife recognized by both the orc and human tribes. Running in between.

When Yue Ge and Zhu Yu said goodbye, Sikong Yueying still had more thoughts: "There are really such delicious fish..."

Yue Ge said seriously: "That's right, when you have time, you can go to the West Sea, and I'll treat you to grilled fish."

Bai Ying stood beside her, her eyes lit up when she heard the words.

Fox girl, she likes to eat chicken and fish.

Sikong Yueying couldn't hold back a smile and patted her on the top of the head: "Okay, we are all looking forward to it, thank you in advance."

Bai Ying's fox ears popped out immediately, and she squinted her eyes, no matter how she looked, she looked like a very well-behaved little white fox.

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Saying goodbye to Sikong Yueying and her former elopement partner and current legal wife, the two of Yuege wandered back to the small courtyard.

"The two of them seem to be in perfect harmony." Yuege sighed.

Zhu Yu nodded, and said: "That's true, their ways are also compatible, and I think they can go hand in hand on the road of cultivation."

At this moment, a bright white bead flew over.

Yue Ge raised his hand and let the beads fall into his palm: "Yu Ge, what's the matter?"

This is part of Yuge of the Spirit Tool.

Ever since Yue Ge stepped into the Cloud Climbing Realm, Yu Ge has also developed spirituality. The process of communicating with Yu Ge is a wonderful feeling——

A small consciousness that is still growing is closely connected with one's own spiritual consciousness, like a commanding arm.

If I have to describe it, it's probably like raising a well-behaved and smart child...

Different from the seamless spirit sword Zhuyue, Yu Ge itself is a string of beads, which can be dispersed into eighteen small beads.

When it was at its most noisy, the entire Hanyueju became the world of beads.No one knows in which corner one day they will find a bead jumping up and down...

When Yue Ge and the others went to watch the enthronement ceremony, they left Zhuyue and Yu Ge behind and told them to watch over the house and guard the green seedlings by the way.

Because, this building has reached a critical period of renovation.

At this moment, the flying beads swayed in Yuege's palm, conveying a meaning that only she could understand.

As Yue Ge listened, the expression on his face gradually became serious.

After a while, she turned her head in some confusion and said, "Azhu, we have to go and see the green seedling, it seems to be... er, giving birth?"

The two Shura girls hurriedly came to the pool where the green seedlings were planted.

The bead flew past with a whoosh, and repositioned itself in the middle of the bead string, jostling with other beads.

And the bead string of Yu Ge's body is put on the hilt of Zhuyue's sword.

I don't know since when, the two spirit weapons like to wear it like this, maybe it's because they think it's fun...

But right now this is not the point, Jianmu who is trying his best to give birth to himself is the one.

At this moment, the green seedlings were trembling violently.

There is a spherical light green fruit on its canopy, which expands slowly but non-stop, with a halo twinkling in it.

Yuege looked at it, and suddenly said: "... Does it hurt?"

The green seedlings rustled their leaves, not knowing whether it was pain or anger.In short, the fruit continued to grow, and finally grew bigger than a basketball, and the color was so light that it was almost white.

Its outer skin is as thin as a cicada's wings, and a curled up baby image can be vaguely seen in it.

The baby is trying to spread its body, swinging its fists and feet, trying to break the fruit's outer skin.

This process seems extremely long.

"Should we do a favor?" Yue Ge hesitated.

Zhu Yu shook his head slightly: "No, this is its first training."

After waiting for a long time, the baby seemed to exert all his strength, and the fruit finally opened a hole, which was still tearing and stretching.

The white and tender baby finally got out, Yuege was still in a daze, but Zhu Yu had already reacted and stepped forward to catch the falling weak body.

The baby—or the green seedling—paused for a moment, then cried twice meaningfully.

"...Tianling Shura didn't cry when he was born, what are you doing?" Zhu Yu expressed doubts.

Baby: "..."

Isn't this more of a new sense of ritual?

Yue Ge stood aside, dumbfounded, and said to himself:

I really gave birth to myself!