"Our Feng Zhou realm, the Beginning Yuan Immortal Emperor and the Grand Void Immortal Emperor were exceptionally talented and peerlessly powerful. Their imperial might could shake the four directions of the Immortal Realm. Perhaps it was because the two Immortal Emperors were too powerful that they severed the great fortune of the Phoenix clan. The two Immortal Emperors conceived nine sons, yet not a single one possessed true Phoenix bloodline."
Murong Yue said with a hint of sadness.
"Is true Phoenix bloodline that difficult to obtain?"
Yang Hao raised his eyes slightly and asked.
"Difficult, extremely difficult!"
Murong Yue stated affirmatively.
Yang Hao smiled slightly. His daughter Yang Ying, born to him and Yun Shan, also possessed the true Phoenix bloodline. Such a difficult-to-obtain bloodline was present in two instances in his Great Han.
"Why does the Emperor smile?"
Murong Yue asked, puzzled.
"If Consort Yun were to join your Feng Zhou realm, what would her status be?" Yang Hao asked instead of answering.
"Equivalent to my master's status!" A slight smile appeared on Murong Yue's lips.
"Your Majesty, my master is the Peacock Great Ming King Kong Xuan of the Feng Zhou realm, the foremost among Quasi-Emperors. If Immortal Emperors do not appear, my master is invincible in this world!" Xia Xin Yu quickly said.
"Oh?"
Yang Hao raised his eyebrows. The same Kong Xuan, one invincible in the world in the absence of Immortal Emperors, and the other invincible in the world in the absence of Saints. Was it that anyone named Kong Xuan was destined to be exceptionally powerful?
"Father Emperor, Han Yue wishes to go." At this moment, a woman in armor, wearing armor, burst into the hall, directly shoving Wei Zhong Xian, who was trying to intercept her, aside.
"Father Emperor, I want to go!"
"Your Majesty, I beg your forgiveness, Your Majesty, I beg your forgiveness!" Wei Zhong Xian, having gotten up, hurriedly knelt on both knees and kowtowed for mercy.
"Retire." Yang Hao rubbed his forehead. This girl in armor was his third child, Yang Ying.
Crown Prince Yang Chen, skilled in both literary and martial arts, studied under Li Si and Xiao He, handling court affairs. Every ten years, he would patrol the four directions for Yang Hao, inspecting the results of policy implementation in various regions.
His eldest daughter, Zi Yi, was gentle and refined, disliking cultivation. She spent her years with Zhang Zai and Li Bai, discussing literature and poetry, and enjoying romantic moonlit evenings.
As for this daughter, she had a peculiar temper, enjoyed charging into battle, and wore armor. Within the training grounds, she would challenge many heroes. Due to their status, these heroes would engage in a few exchanges before finding an opportune moment to concede defeat.
The moment Yang Ying burst in, the feather held by Murong Yue suddenly flashed with multicolored light. Simultaneously, a high-pitched cry resounded from within Yang Ying, and a colorful phantom vaguely appeared.
"It's the bloodline... it's the true Phoenix bloodline!!" Murong Yue exclaimed in shock.
At the same moment, in the Dan Xue Mountain of the distant Feng Zhou realm, a man and a woman, enveloped in multicolored light, simultaneously opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the Nine Realms, their expressions filled with shock.
"Nonsense!"
Yang Hao's face showed a hint of anger. Let alone the depths of the Immortal Realm, even the situation in this vast and weak region was constantly changing.
"I don't agree, I don't agree! I want to go, I want to go! If Father Emperor doesn't agree, I'll go find Mother, I'll go find Mother!" Yang Ying said, making a move as if to bolt.
"Come back!"
Yang Hao immediately commanded, veins bulging at his temples. He helplessly held one hand to his forehead and waved the other, saying, "Come back!"
"I want to go to the Feng Zhou realm. This Chang'an City is too boring. Everyone thinks I'm still a child and plays with me, but they won't even have a proper fight." Yang Ying also said with a hint of grievance.
"Your Majesty, since the Princess is willing, why not go with the flow? With the Feng Zhou realm as a backer, the Great Han's position in the Immortal Realm will be even more stable." Xia Xin Yu quickly said. Over the past few decades, she had naturally understood how powerful the Feng Zhou realm was. Establishing contact with the Feng Zhou realm was a great opportunity.
"Great Han Emperor, the Princess will be granted a status equal to my master in our Feng Zhou realm. The two Immortal Emperors will also spare no effort in cultivating your esteemed Princess. In due course, the Princess will surely be able to step into the Emperor realm and become a supreme existence in the Immortal Realm!" Murong Yue, upon seeing Yang Ying, was even more delighted. This Princess's potential was yet to be unleashed, with a high probability. Originally, he had come for Yun Shan, but upon seeing Yang Ying, he immediately changed his plans.
"Your Majesty, the Empress requests an audience!"
At this moment, Wei Zhong Xian cautiously entered from outside the hall and reported.
"Announce her."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Not long after, Empress Fan Ling Yue entered the Imperial Study. Yang Ying, with excellent foresight, quickly went forward, helped Fan Ling Yue, and said with tearful eyes, "Mother, look at Father Emperor. Father Emperor dislikes Ying'er. Ying'er is disobedient. Crown Prince Brother is better at helping Father Emperor manage the country, and Sister Zi Yi is gentle and refined. Mother, it must be like this, Father Emperor dislikes Ying'er!"
"Alright."
Fan Ling Yue wiped away Yang Ying's tears, walked in front of Yang Hao, bowed slightly, and sat down.
"Your Majesty, a fledgling bird will eventually spread its wings and soar. If not for that incident years ago, Chen'er would not have achieved his current progress. He handles court affairs with perfect order and possesses excellent military strategy. If he spends his days confined within the cage you built for him, this doting love will also turn into something detrimental in the future." Fan Ling Yue said with a smile.
"Do I not know this!"
Yang Hao sighed, looked at Yang Ying's expectant eyes, and shook his head helplessly. "Xia Xin Yu, this mischievous daughter of mine, I entrust her to you."
"Your Majesty, rest assured. With me, Xia Xin Yu, present, the Princess will be absolutely fine." Xia Xin Yu said after glancing at Yang Ying.
"Great Han Emperor, this is a feather bestowed by my master. This feather contains a third of my master's power and can slay Quasi-Emperor realm beings, ensuring your Great Han Immortal Dynasty's eternal peace!"
Murong Yue presented the feather, adorned with flowing light, with both hands. Yang Hao took it, glanced at it briefly, and put it away.
"Yang Ying, heed my decree!"
Yang Ying quickly stepped forward and knelt before Yang Hao.
"Outside the Immortal Realm, it is not as peaceful and tranquil as Chang'an. Once you are outside, no being will dote on you, love you, or tolerate you. If you cannot bear it, return to Chang'an. I, your Mother, and your Consort are all waiting for you to come home!"
"Take this feather with you, and also this scroll. Do not open it unless absolutely necessary. With this scroll, it is enough to protect you without worry!"
Yang Hao took Murong Yue's feather and then handed the Li Yuanba scroll to Yang Ying, saying again, "Go and bid farewell to your Consort!"
"Father Emperor!"
Yang Ying's eyes turned red, and tears streamed down her face.
"Go!"
Yang Hao turned away, holding Fan Ling Yue's hand, and left the Imperial Study. Looking at the faintly stirring national destiny in the distance, Yang Hao felt a deep sense of sadness.
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Holding Fan Ling Yue's hand, Yang Hao said.
Fan Ling Yue reached out, gently patted Yang Hao's back, squeezed his hand, and said softly, "You and I need not say thank you. Let's go. You must be tired as well. Go back to your sleeping quarters and rest a bit."