Starting as a complete failure, he leads the demon race to sweep across the lower realm.

Feng Mo swept his gloomy gaze over the people kneeling on the ground.

Feng Mo does not suppress the development of aristocratic families unless someone like Xia Yi crosses his line, in which case he will eliminate them.

The ten families kneeling below—the Lin family, the Mo family, the Chen family, the Liu family, the Ouyang family, and others—had just divided up the ten spots for entering the secret realm. What made him laugh in anger was that the head of the Bai family was among them.

Doesn't this guy know what a pathetic thing his son did? How dare he come here?

Feng Mo looked up and met the eyes of Prime Minister Rou Hong, who was standing in the corner.

The Prime Minister blinked: Don't look at me like that. I'm not like those brainless fools. I've come to see you for something else.

Feng Mo then withdrew his gaze, leaned back in the yellow chair, and said, "Tell me, what is it that made you come to see me without even eating?"

The ten men, having grasped the literal meaning, blushed, but for the sake of their family's disciples, they were willing to go all out.

The Lin family patriarch raised his head. "Your Majesty, I heard that Xia family's Yang girl's cultivation was destroyed by Lin girl?"

It actually starts with "漾漾"?

Feng Mo raised his eyes. "Hmm, what do you want to say?"

The head of the Mo family straightened up and smiled, "The opening time of this year's secret realm is approaching. Since the two juniors of the Xia family cannot participate, these ten spots..."

The emperor smiled and looked at them. "Ten spots? There are exactly ten of you, right?"

The group below were secretly delighted, but then the emperor said calmly, "Yangyang is a princess now, she has to go. There are ten of you, but I will only give you eight spots. You can decide for yourselves."

"Why?! It was agreed that only those with a cultivation level of high-level Spirit Master or above could enter. Isn't Your Majesty afraid that Li Yang, who has no cultivation, will get injured in the secret realm?"

Upon hearing this, the overwhelming pressure from the high-ranking Spirit Venerable in the main seat pressed down without any attempt to conceal it, causing the faces of the family heads below to turn pale.

This is Feng Mo's confidence. Xia Zhu is the youngest Spirit Venerable expert, and he is the second person to advance to the Spirit Venerable level, second only to Xia Zhu. Not counting the older generation who have already gone into seclusion, he is the strongest person in Fengyang Kingdom.

The saying goes that the strong are respected, and the heads of noble families whose cultivation was inferior to his dared not even entertain the thought of resistance.

"Cough cough..." Squatting in the corner, the oldest minister in the hall, Rouhong, coughed twice. "Your Majesty, this old minister is still here. Please tone down your aura a little. This old minister's bones can't take it."

Rouhong is Rousheng's mother, and both are at the high level of the Spirit Venerable realm. Upon hearing this, the ten people below all lowered their heads and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down."

Feng Mo withdrew his oppressive aura. "It seems I haven't been angry enough. You've forgotten my rules. Remember, wait until any of you are stronger than me before you threaten me."

"Now, get out!"

"Yes Yes."

They arrived as arrogant as chickens, but left as disheveled as drowned rats.

Feng Mo took a sip of tea to calm his temper. "Everyone's gone, what are you still standing here for, Father-in-law?"

Rouhong stroked his beard and naturally sat down in the Empress's exclusive seat next to the Emperor. "Mo'er is becoming more and more like an Emperor. I wonder if she will still recognize me as her father-in-law when the time comes."

Feng Mo recalled his wedding day, when Rou Hong followed the bridal sedan chair with a hammer taller than himself, refusing to leave no matter who tried to persuade her.

His mind went blank for a moment. "Father-in-law, please don't tease me. What brings you here?"

Rouhong smiled. "Does Mo'er know...?"

Feng Mo stared wide-eyed.

Meanwhile, in the Empress's bedroom, the scene in the main hall was being broadcast live to both of them.

Li Yang served food to Rou Sheng, "Mother, is this really okay?"

Isn't it said that emperors in historical dramas hate being watched the most?

Rou Sheng slowly took a sip of soup. "These are spirit stones that your father specially placed here to amuse me. At that time, he was busy with state affairs and couldn't spend time with me. I would just watch him argue with people like this, and it was quite a way to pass the time."

Li Yang's lips twitched. It really was... a way to pass the time.

However, she did not expect that the emperor would protect her so much, even though he was not strong enough, he still wanted to let her enter the secret realm.

After going through the original owner's memories, she discovered that ever since she advanced to the Spirit King level and entered the secret realm, she would find a place to sleep and then rob everyone else of all the treasures they found when it was time to come out.

She returned home laden with her purchases, while the others left empty-handed.

But she is no longer the Spirit King. Just like those old men said, she will be besieged by other noble families as soon as she enters.

We still need to improve our strength as soon as possible.

"Ahhh, Demon King, save me!"

Another loud, booming voice exploded in her head. Li Yang frowned and rubbed her ears, only to hear the ethereal cat continue its heart-wrenching screams, "Demon King, those two men are going to pluck my fur and make roasted cat meat! If you don't save me, I'm going to die!"

"Aaaaaah, you jerk, stay away from me!"

"Demon King, I was wrong. I will never force you to return to the demon race again. I... I can even help you find the whereabouts of the other tailed demons!"

Hearing this, Li Yang's eyes lit up. She had originally planned to rescue the illusory cat, and it would be even better if she could also find out the whereabouts of its tail.

"Where are you?"

"My Lord Demon King, you've finally decided to talk to me! I've been following your scent to find you, but these two men are relentlessly pursuing me!"

Li Yang put down her chopsticks. "Mother, Yangyang, you're full, so take a walk in the garden."

"Alright, if you're bored here, Mother has planted some flowers and plants outside the palace. You can open the door and take a look."

Li Yang walked as if running, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived at the door to open it.

"Ahhh!"

"Meow!!!"

Li Yang stood rooted to the spot, watching as a colorful blob flew up and tried to grab her face, only to be pulled back by a pair of hands grabbing its tail.

Ghost Fall, who had caught the ethereal cat, couldn't brake in time and was about to crash into Li Yang. He slid in and slid straight into the house by the door that Li Yang was holding onto. But Ji Cang, who was running behind him, wasn't so lucky. By the time he saw Li Yang, it was too late to avoid him, and he could only crash into Li Yang.

Li Yang was barely holding onto the door frame when he bumped into her, which was like a nearly two-meter-long rock hitting her. With the high threshold behind her, the two of them fell down together.

Li Yang at the bottom...

"Clap!"

Rou Sheng's chopsticks fell, and she didn't even think to help them up immediately.

Because she saw their lips slap together, and Ji Cang's hands were on Li Yang's chest.

"Ahhhh!"

After staring at Ji Cang for a while, Li Yang finally remembered to scream and push him away, then stood up while leaning against the wall, spitting and yelling.

Looking up, I saw Feng Mo and Rou Hong standing not far away.

Rouhong: "Should we not have come back?"

Feng Mo rolled up his sleeves angrily, "Ji Cang! I knew you wouldn't come back with anything good, how dare you hit my sweet and soft daughter whom I just recognized!"

“I…” Ji Cang dodged Feng Mo’s relentless whipping, his head aching. “I really didn’t see her at the door.”

"Get lost! You dare to covet Yangyang? I don't care if you're my brother or not!"

Li Yang looked at Rou Sheng with a blank expression, "He's Father Emperor's younger brother?"

Rou Sheng nodded. "Yes, as for the Seventh Prince, it's normal that you haven't seen him because he's been out having fun."

Two hours later, Rou Sheng helplessly applied medicine to Feng Mo, Rou Hong leisurely drank tea, and Ji Cang and Li Yang stood in front of them.

Li Yang was speechless. "Father, what does this have to do with me? I'm a victim too!"

"Yangyang, don't be afraid, Father Emperor isn't blaming you." Feng Mo said softly, then looked at Ji Cang with a stern face, "Do you know your mistake?"

Ji Cang turned to face Li Yang and said, "I'm sorry."

The tone was completely flat; Li Yang couldn't tell it was an apology.

Feng Mo sighed, "So many people have seen what happened between you two. Yangyang's reputation is ruined. How about this, you marry Yangyang."

Li Yang and Ji Cang exchanged a glance: "What!???"