"Yurou..."

Looking at her lying in the ancient coffin, Mo Wangchen could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

Nine hundred years of time, he did not hesitate to fall into reincarnation, just to awaken her.

And now, nine hundred years have passed, Mo Wangchen returned to the Holy Mountain, back to her side once again.

Bringing her primordial spirit, he arrived here.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wangchen did not hesitate, extending his palm, and instantly, the Dao Pattern in the palm radiated a strong light.

The next moment, Meng Yurou's primordial spirit flew out of his palm, and then gradually restored to its original size, presenting a semi-transparent state.

The primordial spirit floated, hovering above Meng Yurou's true body, and under Mo Wangchen's gaze, the two finally merged.

Mo Wangchen couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It had been nine hundred years, and if Meng Yurou still couldn't wake up at this moment, he couldn't imagine what he would feel.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

The woman lying quietly in the ancient coffin finally showed signs of waking up after the primordial spirit entered her body for half a quarter of an hour.

"Where... am I..."

She slowly opened her eyes, a hint of confusion flashed in her gaze, and the first person she saw was Mo Wangchen.

"You are..."

Staring at Mo Wangchen for three breaths, the confusion in her eyes remained, and her voice seemed somewhat uncertain.

Hearing Meng Yurou's words, Mo Wangchen's heart trembled, could it be amnesia?

"Husband..."

The next moment, what made Mo Wangchen joyful was seeing Meng Yurou's pale face suddenly turn slightly rosy. Her way of addressing him also made Mo Wangchen's heart relax a bit.

"Yurou." Mo Wangchen stepped forward. Perhaps because he was too excited, his body trembled slightly as he finally stood before her.

Meng Yurou propped herself up and then sat up. She looked at Mo Wangchen, a hint of tenderness appearing in her gaze.

She didn't know how long she had really slept, but she thought it must have been an extremely long era, because in Mo Wangchen's eyes, Meng Yurou saw a kind of vicissitude.

The current Mo Wangchen, in her eyes, was different from when they first met. He had become more steady and mature.

It was like a transformation, as if he had become a different person. She didn't know what Mo Wangchen had gone through to become like this.

She lifted her slender jade fingers, caressed Mo Wangchen's face gently, and said affectionately, "Those years that made you steady and mature must have been hard..."

Mo Wangchen smiled, looking very radiant. Thousands of words, he only said, "It's good that you can wake up."

The two embraced, separated for nine hundred years, Mo Wangchen finally reunited with his beloved.

In the following days, he stayed by Meng Yurou's side almost all the time, never leaving her side. Although her primordial spirit returned to her body, since she had just awakened not long ago, Meng Yurou's body was still too weak.

"Master's wife!"

"Sister-in-law!"

"Younger sister-in-law!"

The Green Emperor, Fang Han, and Mu Xi did not leave, but stayed on the Holy Mountain. They often gathered these days, often seeing Meng Yurou and Mo Wangchen wandering around the Holy Mountain, seeming very leisurely.

Their way of addressing her made Meng Yurou quite embarrassed. She blushed and lowered her head, holding Mo Wangchen's hand, which was covered in sweat.

"You'll get used to it eventually," Mo Wangchen said with a smile.

"Mm." Meng Yurou nodded, but her voice was very soft.

"Immortal, Brother Mo left the Daluo Heaven Realm for you for nine hundred years. Now that you can wake up, he must be very relieved," said Mu Xi, sitting not far away, clinking glasses with Wu Lingfeng, and suddenly speaking.

"Nine hundred years..."

Meng Yurou's body trembled. Although she knew she must have slept for a long time, she never imagined it had been as long as nine hundred years.

Since waking up, Mo Wangchen never mentioned this, and Meng Yurou didn't ask. But now, hearing Mu Xi's words, her heart trembled, and the grip on Mo Wangchen's hand tightened unconsciously.

"In my opinion, how about doubling the joy and holding your wedding?" the Green Emperor suggested with a smile.

Mu Xi laughed heartily and said, "Brother Qing is right, let's hold the wedding. If Brother Mo pushes a little harder, there might even be a third joy, hehe..."

The others were momentarily stunned upon hearing this, but quickly burst into laughter. The Big White Dog said, "Yes, yes, if you give birth to a Little God King Body, I would be happy to help train it, ensuring its accomplishments won't be lesser than yours, father."

Meng Yurou was blushing crimson and finally pulled Mo Wangchen away from the place.

The two of them came to the back mountain lakefront, walking along the shore. After a moment of silence, Mo Wangchen said, "Yurou, I once promised, if I could reach the peak of the Dao, I'd give you a grand wedding, but now I..."

"For me, husband has suffered for nine hundred years. Yurou can also wait nine hundred or nine thousand years until you truly reach the peak before fulfilling the promise," Meng Yurou replied earnestly.

Mo Wangchen nodded heavily, inexplicably moved. Although he wished to hold the wedding with Meng Yurou immediately, it was clearly not the right time now.

Upon his return, apart from the old friends on the Holy Mountain, no one else knew, and Mo Wangchen didn't want to expose himself too quickly as he still had many things to do.

Since it was promised to be a grand wedding, it should be witnessed by the world. Since his return had not been made known, the wedding could not take place now.

A few more days passed, and Mo Wangchen found the Green Emperor and the others, informing them that he was going to leave the Holy Mountain.

"I plan to stir the situation. Before the Divine Road opens, some people must be eliminated, otherwise, they will become formidable enemies," Mo Wangchen said slowly after drinking what was in his cup.

"Is Brother Mo planning to take action against the Heavenly Dragon Emperor and Demon Dragon Emperor?" Mu Xi frowned.

The Dragon Clan's two Emperors had now reached the demigod level, their cultivation unfathomable, not to mention they had protection from strong Ancient Kings, making elimination not so simple.

Moreover, if the Ancient Kings were angered, waking them would be the biggest trouble.

"Those two are certainly on my must-kill list, but before that, I will first visit the Xuanwu Alliance," Mo Wangchen said with narrowed eyes.

Upon hearing that, everyone was surprised and immediately realized something.

Was Mo Wangchen planning to officially act against the Xuanwu Alliance?

"Though the Emperor Xuansheng has fallen, the current Emperor Xuanwu's cultivation is also profound. Besides, the Xuan Emperor Palace has been around for many years, and surely there's much hidden strength unknown to outsiders. Brother Mo should consider carefully," Tian Xinzhi reminded with a slight frown.

Though the Emperor Xuansheng had died, signs of decline had appeared in the Xuanwu Alliance long ago. Many Ancient Clans had tried to annex the Xuan Emperor Palace, but none succeeded over the years.

On the contrary, under the leadership of Emperor Xuanwu, the Xuanwu Alliance showed signs of resurgence once again.

For centuries, without a Holy Emperor guarding it, the Xuan Emperor Palace could still contend with all the Ancient Clans, thus it was clearly not simple.

If Mo Wangchen acted hastily, he might suffer greatly.

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