The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Ever since Xing Xuanli developed the unfortunate habit of Qianji, she felt possessed by a demon. Every three hours passed, like a descent into an endless hell. First, there was an unbearable, gnawing pain that spread from deep within her bones throughout her body, leaving her trembling and sweating profusely. Then, hallucinations flooded in like a tidal wave, her visions filled with horrific scenes, her ears filled with shrill screams, and she struggled with fear, unable to extricate herself.

Yun Mohan's heart sank. He gasped when he learned the poison was Thousand Machine Addiction. He knew it was taboo within the Celestial Realm. Its refinement was brutal, and the consequences unimaginable. Once infected, it was like sinking into an endless abyss of darkness, suffering forever. This poison was strictly forbidden within the Celestial Realm, not only because of its potent toxicity but also because it violated the laws of nature. Anyone who came into contact with it would face the harshest punishment from the Celestial Realm.

Seeing Xing Xuanli stricken with pain, Yun Mohan felt as if his heart were being pierced by countless tiny needles, a wave of pity washing over him. He slowly leaned down, his movements so gentle as if he feared disturbing her, and placed a kiss of boundless love on Xing Xuanli's forehead. Then, his lips curled up slightly, and he whispered in a voice so doting and gentle it could drip with water, "Little lazy pig, why have you slept for so long? Aren't you getting enough sleep?"

Xing Xuanli's eyes were half-closed, and her voice was soft and languid, as she coquettishly murmured, "My dear husband, I'm so sleepy I can't even open my eyes. I really can't bear it any longer."

Her delicate appearance was like a delicate flower trembling slightly in the morning dew, so endearing. Xing Xuanli's eyelids felt heavy as if a thousand-pound weight had fallen on them, and every time she tried to open them, it seemed extremely difficult.

Her face was faintly flushed with sleepiness, like a ripe apple, making one want to take a bite. That soft and sticky voice seemed to have an invisible hook that hooked Yun Mohan's heart.

Yun Mohan felt so distressed when he saw her like this. He quickly held her in his arms and coaxed her softly, "Then Madam, please go to sleep quickly and don't force yourself to stay awake any longer."

Xing Xuanli felt like she had found the most reassuring harbor in his warm embrace. She nodded slightly, muttering, "Husband, please don't leave."

Yun Mohan patted her back gently and said, "Your husband will stay here with you, Madam. Go to sleep."

After a while, Xing Xuanli's breathing gradually became steady and she fell into a deep sleep with a satisfied smile on her lips.

At this time, Xing Luoheng came to their bedroom and said worriedly, "Brother-in-law, if my sister continues like this, I'm afraid it won't work. We need to think of a way to relieve her addiction to the Thousand Machines."

His brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of worry. Yun Mohan looked at Xing Xuanli sleeping in his arms, a trace of pain and determination flashing in his eyes.

"I know that too, but the addiction to Thousand Machines is too difficult to cure. I have sent people everywhere to look for an antidote." Yun Mohan's voice was low and full of helplessness.

Xing Luoheng paced back and forth anxiously, "What should I do? Sister can't keep suffering like this."

Luo Heng, I'll leave your sister and two children to your care. I'm going to that place to see if I can find an antidote to the Thousand Machine Addiction Poison.

Yun Mohan's eyes were full of determination and resolve. He held Xing Luoheng's shoulders tightly, as if to convey his resolve to him.

Xing Luoheng nodded solemnly, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister and the children."

Yun Mohan took a deep look at Xing Xuanli, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and then at the two well-behaved children beside him, his eyes filled with reluctance and concern. But he knew that he couldn't hesitate at this moment and had to set out as soon as possible to find hope for a detoxification.

"I don't know when I will be back. If anything happens, you must protect them." Yun Mohan reminded again.

Xing Luoheng puffed out his chest and said, "Brother-in-law, even if it costs my life, I won't let them get hurt in the slightest."

Yun Mohan patted Xing Luoheng's shoulder, then turned and strode out of the room. His figure appeared lonely and determined in the afterglow of the setting sun. For the sake of his beloved, he embarked on this journey full of unknowns without hesitation.

Not long after, Yun Mohan appeared in the heaven.

The commander guarding the gates of Heaven saw him and hurried forward to salute respectfully, "Your Highness, please wait here. I will report to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

Yun Mohan nodded slightly, standing there with a solemn expression. He was extremely anxious, and every minute and every second of waiting was tormenting him, but at this moment, he could only patiently wait for the summons from the Emperor of Heaven.

The surrounding clouds were hazy and celestial music could be heard faintly, but Yun Mohan had no intention of appreciating the beauty of this fairyland. His eyes were fixed on the direction of the Heavenly Gate, and he kept thinking about how to explain the situation to the Emperor of Heaven and ask for help.

Time seemed to be extremely long. Yun Mohan clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind that no matter what, he must ask Emperor Tianying to help find a way to detoxify and rescue Xing Xuanli.

Finally, the gatekeeper hurried back and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven invites you." Yun Mohan took a deep breath and walked quickly into the Heavenly Gate to make a desperate effort to save his lover.

The Emperor's expression became stern, and he looked at the Lord of the North below with a sharp gaze. His voice was low but revealed unquestionable majesty: "Lord of the North, the mortal world's severe calamity period has not yet ended, but you are returning to the heavenly realm at this time. What kind of urgent matter has happened that has caused you to interrupt the calamity?" The words seemed to carry invisible pressure, echoing in the hall, making the air around them seem to freeze.

Yun Mohan's expression was stern, his eyes gleaming with a cold glint, and he exuded a chilling aura that repelled everyone. His thin lips parted slightly, his voice as cold as frost, as he spoke each word clearly: "I have come here solely to obtain the antidote to Qianji Addiction." His tone was calm yet unquestionable, as if nothing in the world could surpass the importance of this antidote in his eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the gods in heaven looked at each other in bewilderment, and the air froze in an instant. The Emperor of Heaven paused with the jade cup in his hand, his eyes filled with panic as he muttered, "Qianji Addiction, have you returned to the world?

The Emperor's expression was stern, his eyes like torches, and he said in a deep voice: "This poison was created by the forbidden technique of the heavenly realm. It has long been lost and there is no antidote."

Yun Mohan's face turned as cold as ice, and he glared at her angrily. Then he snorted coldly, "Hmph, put away your little thoughts and don't deceive me."

The Emperor sighed, his face filled with helplessness. "How can you be so stubborn? I've just made it clear that there is no antidote."

Yun Mohan raised his eyes, his gaze like the cold frost in December, shooting straight at the almighty Emperor of Heaven, his tone icy: "Your Majesty, you can't produce the antidote for Qianji Addiction. Then I will get it back from your daughter, I think it's not too much." After he finished speaking, a faint murderous aura spread around his body.

The Emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily, "Yun Mohan, how dare you threaten me!"

Yun Mohan remained unmoved and sneered, "Threat? Your Majesty, if I wasn't desperate, I wouldn't do this. My wife's life is hanging by a thread, and you're hesitating and refusing to help."

His aura grew increasingly fierce, filling the entire palace with a chilling sense of oppression.

"Your Majesty, you should know that I, Yun Mohan, always keep my word. If anything happens to my wife, your daughter will not be safe either." Yun Mohan's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, icy and bone-chilling.

The Emperor's eyes widened in anger, and he slammed the table and stood up: "How dare you!"

Yun Mohan looked directly at the Emperor of Heaven, his eyes showing no fear: "Why not? To save her, I will not hesitate to make the entire Heavenly Realm my enemy."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense, as if a spark could trigger an earth-shattering war.