The God descended to earth and led his son to chase his wife

West - Two Star Dynasty Minglang Clan

Minglangkang was also seriously injured. Minglangyue was accepted as a disciple by the elder of Danzong in the upper realm. Minglangru kept her promise and followed Mo Yan as a maid... It seemed to be the lowest level job, but she enjoyed the highest treatment. She was surrounded by people at the spiritual master level, and it was beneficial to practice with them.

In the palace of the Minglang clan, Minglangyi, who was dressed in a white and gold imperial robe, frowned after reading the letter in his hand. He looked at the middle-aged man sitting next to him with a worried look on his face and slowly said, "Brother, do you think I did something wrong this time..."

The middle-aged man was silent.

Ming Langyi sighed and looked anxious, "Ru'er is okay, but my two nephews... Oh! I was confused! It's my brother's fault, you blame me!" Ming Langyi said while beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Ming Langhui slowly raised his head and looked at his twin brother on the throne, his eyes showing a hint of sadness and loss. He thought silently in his heart: "Kang'er is now in such a misfortune, how can I not be sad! How can I not feel resentful! But...what can I do?"

He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner grief and anger, and said, "Brother! Stop talking! You are the emperor! How can you admit your mistakes so easily? These things are the children's own fate. They chose to go out and gain experience, so they should rely on their own abilities to deal with various difficulties and challenges. We can only blame him for not being good enough and being too competitive, which ultimately hurt himself!"

Ming Langyi stared at his haggard brother quietly, deeply understanding his inner pain and helplessness. He sighed softly and shook his head helplessly, expressing his sympathy and support for his brother.

Then, Ming Langyi turned around, stared sharply at the person standing behind him, and asked in a firm tone: "Is there any letter from the upper world?"

This sentence seemed to carry a kind of expectation and hope, as if waiting for the news from the upper world to bring them some comfort and guidance. However, everyone present understood that the news from the upper world was often full of uncertainty and variables, and whether they could get useful information was still unknown. But no matter what, they were silently looking forward to finding a glimmer of hope and clues to solve the problem.

The person behind him replied: "Your Majesty, those who have entered the upper world are no longer allowed to communicate with the lower world, otherwise they will be punished. Moreover, people in the lower world cannot get in touch with the upper world."

Ming Langhui's heart sank when he heard the news. He wondered how Kang'er was doing now and whether he had recovered. Yue'er was so smart, he should be able to live well in Danzong...

Emperor Ming Langyi frowned, thought for a moment and then asked, "What about Shangguan? Aren't the two girls from Shangguan's family also in the upper realm? Don't they have a demon beast that can communicate with spirits? Is there no news coming back?"

The person behind him paused for a moment, and just as he was about to answer, he suddenly heard an urgent shout from outside the hall: "Urgent news! Urgent news!"

Emperor Ming Langyi turned his head and looked outside the palace. He saw a soldier running towards the palace, shouting as he ran: "Urgent news! Urgent news!"

Emperor Ming Langyi immediately stood up and shouted, "Let him in!"

Then, two guards ran out and brought in the shouting soldier.

"Your Majesty! Urgent news! The fourth prince of the One-Star Dynasty, Shangguan Yan, has joined forces with the Sikong clan to overthrow the old dynasty. The old emperor Shangguan Ye is missing. Shangguan Yan has ascended the throne and will hold a celebration for five countries on the second day of next month. Ministers from all directions are invited..." The soldiers handed over the urgent report, along with a gold-plated invitation.

Emperor Ming Langyi sat on the dragon throne, looking forward expressionlessly, and did not accept the invitation. He frowned slightly, thinking in his heart: "Shangguan Yan? I remember this name. I heard that he is also one of this batch of disciples, but his strength is only at the spiritual realm, and Shangguan Ye is a spiritual master. How could he be easily defeated by his own son? Could it be that the previous rumors are wrong, and this person actually has extraordinary qualities?"

Emperor Ming Langyi was puzzled, but he knew that now was not the time to think about it. He took the invitation and opened it. The words on it made his face become solemn. This was not just a simple celebration, but also a demonstration and provocation to other countries.

"Your Majesty, how should we respond?" The ministers asked one after another. They all knew that this incident was a huge challenge for them, and if it was not handled properly, it would likely lead to a greater crisis.

Emperor Ming Langyi pondered for a moment and said, "First, send someone to investigate Shangguan Yan's true situation and see what ability he has to overthrow the old dynasty. At the same time, prepare a gift and send an envoy to the One Star Dynasty to participate in the celebration and express our congratulations. But remember, we must not show weakness, nor let the other side see our true strength."

The ministers nodded in agreement, knowing that this was the best solution at the moment. Although they didn't know whether Shangguan Yan was really capable of ruling the entire One Star Dynasty, they had to prepare for the worst. After all, the rise of a new regime is often accompanied by countless variables.

Ming Langyi walked out of the hall slowly. He raised his head and gazed at the vast sky. He sighed in his heart: "It seems that the world... is going to change. It will eventually become the world of young people..." He knew that the changes of the times were like a rolling torrent, unstoppable. A new generation will rise, and they will write their own legends with their own ideals and beliefs.

"Let's go and see the ancestor..." Ming Langyi turned around and said to Ming Langhui behind him.

————Southern Yuchi tribe

After being deposed, Yuchi Xuan returned to the dynasty, but a completely different treatment awaited him.

He used to be the sixth prince who was high above everyone and respected by everyone, enjoying endless glory and power. However, now he has become a pitiful creature despised by everyone, and has lost all his status and dignity.

Yuchi Gong, the emperor of Yuchi State, was filled with disappointment and anger when he saw his son, whom he had always been proud of, become a lingering figure. He could not accept this fact and felt that his son was no longer qualified to inherit the throne.

Yuchi Xuan stared out the window with his empty eyes, his heart filled with confusion and despair. He didn't understand why even his closest father began to dislike him? He used to be his father's pride and the hope of the Yuchi clan, but now he has become a complete loser.

He thought back to his glory days, when he had great spiritual power and unlimited potential. People had high hopes for him and believed that he would achieve great things in the future. But now, all of this has come to nothing.

Yuchi Xuan's heart was filled with pain and self-blame. He felt that he had failed everyone's expectations, especially his father's trust. He didn't know how to face such a situation, and could only silently endure the cold eyes and ridicule of the people around him.

"Xuan'er, you'd better leave the capital." Emperor Yuchi Gong turned his head away, unable to bear to see his son so decadent.

Yuchi Xuan sneered, "Do you also think I'm a waste?"

"Xuan'er, this is for your own good." Emperor Yuchi Gong sighed, "If you stay here, you will only suffer more."

Yuchi Xuan gritted his teeth and turned away. He wanted to prove to himself that even without spiritual power, he could still live a wonderful life.

Emperor Yuchi Gong sighed and shook his head, with deep regret in his eyes.

Thinking of Jin'er who went with Xuan'er this time...

On weekdays, Yuchi Jin always liked to follow Xuan Er, and seemed to have no interest in learning. He was idle all day long and did nothing. Whatever he did, he seemed to be half-hearted and lacked concentration and effort. Yuchi Gong had admonished him many times, but Yuchi Jin never took it seriously and continued to live his lazy life.

However, what Yuchi Gong did not expect was that his youngest son, who had always been a headache, would actually be willing to stay in the academy. This made Yuchi Gong very confused, and he could not help but fall into deep thought.

... "Forget it, let him be..."