The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Dragging his weak body, he wandered around half of the Immortal Palace but didn't see anyone. Wei Wuxian was depressed. What was going on? There was not even a single person in such a large Immortal Palace? What on earth was this place? How did I get here?

Just when Wei Wuxian was tired and wanted to go back to his previous room to rest, he suddenly saw a huge tree covered with purple flowers, and he couldn't help but want to take a look. When he got closer, he found a white jade couch under the tree, and a man in purple clothes and white hair was resting on the couch with his head propped up by his hands.

Finally seeing someone, Wei Wuxian was overjoyed and walked towards the other person with light steps. He wanted to wait for the other person to wake up and then ask about the situation, but he didn't expect that when he got closer, the other person opened his eyes and looked at him with those calm eyes.

"woke up."

"Well, my name is Wei Ying Wei Wuxian. Was it the senior who saved me?" Faced with such an immortal-looking person, Wei Wuxian did not dare to act rashly and could only bow respectfully.

"That's right." Seeing the Yiling Patriarch, who was said to be extremely naughty and evil, bowing to him obediently, Emperor Donghua couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, "He is quite an obedient one. From now on, you will stay here, and I will teach you to practice again."

“Ah?” Wei WuXian was bewildered. “Stay here?”

“What? You don’t want to?” Emperor Donghua narrowed his eyes dangerously, as if he would kill Wei Wuxian immediately if he said no.

“No, it’s not that I don’t want to stay here, I’m just afraid that staying here will bring trouble to you.” Wei Wuxian’s hair stood on end at the pressure emanating from Emperor Donghua, and he hurriedly explained, “Do you know my identity, senior? I am the evil Yiling Patriarch who was besieged by hundreds of immortal sects. If people knew that I was here with you, I’m afraid it would bring disaster to you.”

Speaking of sad things, Wei Wuxian was very depressed, as if he had lost all desire to live. "Besides, I have no more... I have practiced the way of ghosts, and I am afraid I can't practice anything else."

"Heh." Emperor Donghua sneered. Ghost is an evil way? If the Netherworld knew, I wonder how it would react. "I don't even take the hundreds of immortal sects seriously."

"In that case, thank you for taking me in." Seeing Emperor Donghua's contempt for the immortal sects, and thinking that this place was isolated from the world and that he had nowhere else to go, he could only thank Emperor Donghua for taking him in. "But I don't know what your name is, Senior? Where is this place?"

“I am Emperor Donghua, you can just call me Emperor. This is Bi Hai Cang Ling.” Emperor Donghua casually handed a pill to Wei Wuxian, “Take this pill, and then use your magic power to let the pill repair your body as soon as possible. I will protect you.”

Wei Wuxian looked at the pill filled with spiritual energy in his hand and wanted to tell the other party that he no longer had golden elixirs and could no longer use spiritual power, so he should not waste this pill.

But Emperor Donghua was obviously not someone who was willing to waste his breath. When Wei Wuxian opened his mouth to speak, a stream of magical power sent the pill into his mouth, "Meditate and practice your Qi."

After the pill entered his stomach, Wei Wuxian had no choice but to sit down on the spot as Emperor Donghua requested and try to mobilize his spiritual power. Unexpectedly, it actually worked. The pill traveled throughout his body along with the running spiritual power. Before Wei Wuxian could be happy about the spiritual power that was lost and regained, he was brought back to his senses by the pain and could only focus on practicing his skills.

When Wei Wuxian withdrew his magical power and opened his eyes, he saw Emperor Donghua lazily leaning on the jade couch reading a book. He hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to thank him, "Thank you, Emperor, for the medicine."

“Well, come here tomorrow morning to practice with me.” Emperor Donghua glanced at Wei Wuxian casually, “If there is nothing else, leave now.”

“Okay.” Wei WuXian responded, but he still stood there, hesitating as if he wanted to say something.

"What's the matter? Just tell me directly." Emperor Donghua felt helpless when he saw his hesitant look.

“Um, does the Emperor have anything to eat?” Wei Wuxian asked.

"I forgot that you haven't practiced fasting yet." Emperor Donghua seemed to have just remembered that the other party was still a mortal cultivator who had not practiced fasting. He tapped his head lightly with the book in his hand and slowly stood up, "Come with me."