With the prestige guaranteed by the power of Ronghua's fan, she was sure that few people dared to annoy her. But just in case, she must let Xia Pumo cultivate as soon as possible.

In the light of the trend of making trouble like this in the Race of Humans, someone would definitely spread it out. It must be seen by the former subordinates of the Race of G.o.ds during the process, so she must find them by this trend.

“How's the troop buildup going?”

Shenyuan took out a stack of books and presented them with both hands. “Here they are. The former subordinates have armies in both the Realm of Monsters and the Realm of Humans.” He reported.

Ronghua picked one up and turned it over at random. “Have you found him?” She asked.

Shenyuan got silent. Ronghua put down the book and asked, “Has he been found?”

Shenyuan was a bit embarra.s.sed and said, “Your Grace, it seems that the G.o.d of War hasn't recovered, so I can't find where he is now.” The sound of the last words was so low that he could hardly hear them! But he had to bite the bullet and report.

Sure enough, Shenyuan felt a low pressure as soon as he finished speaking, and the air around him seemed to be freezing.

“What did you say?” Ronghua immediately crumbled the book in her hand.

“Your Grace, I… I didn't find him.”

“You didn't find him! Do you know how much you have to pay for that? Without the G.o.d of War, how can I command the army and restore the Race of G.o.ds?”

Ronghua snapped. Shenyuan did not know how to answer her. He really tried his best, but he still couldn't find him. Did the G.o.d of War cast a spell on himself when he was reincarnated that no one would find out who he was without the end of the calamity?

“Although this is a way of protection, the G.o.d of War, have you ever thought about the mood of those who are looking for you?” Shenyuan thought.

“I think you know how important the G.o.d of War is to me,” Ronghua said.

Ronghua didn't speak again. Instead, she spoke directly with spiritual power, which was a manifestation of her extreme anger.

Shenyuan knelt and said, “Your Grace, please give me some more time.”

Ronghua covered face with her hands. She knew that Shenyuan was scared and painful now, but who knew the pain in her heart?

Ronghua took a deep breath and regained composure. “Go and keep looking. He's important to me, and if you can't find him, I'll do it myself.”

Shenyuan stood blankly. “What do you mean, Your Grace?” He asked.

“I'll find him even against the laws of nature,” Ronghua said.

Shenyuan lowered his head, knowing that the princess had her arrangement. “Yes, Your Grace! I will find him.” He said.

He came in a hurry and went in a hurry. He disappeared behind Ronghua. Ronghua looked at the sun, which was still in the sky, and sighed helplessly.

Does my effort really work?

Does it make sense to work hard for so long? From the beginning of the full of scheming to now being helpless, is it really a test?

“Mother, I still can't learn your iron-blooded style after such a long time. I am a loser.”

Ronghua summoned a flame in her hand— the fire of nothingness. “This fire is potent. People who know it dare not to be wanton in front of me, but now it is nothing more than an ordinary fire in my hand.” Ronghua thought.

The fire of nothingness from h.e.l.l was born to follow her. Even her mother was amazed that Ronghua clearly was a G.o.d but had the skill of demon's, and she was half-G.o.d and half-demon. She really didn't understand it. Maybe that's precisely why she could be safe and sound in the world-changing platform, which was full of hostility.

She had to cultivate, too. She took out her knife and cut the scar on the palm of her hand. The blood immediately flowed down. She wrapped it with the fire of nothingness and sat down. The blood was burned to gold by the fire, which formed a protective circle around Ronghua, and she absorbed the spiritual power from it.

The spiritual power of the Race of Humans was too thin, and there were other ingredients in it. Therefore, their spiritual power could only be absorbed after filtering. So, the available spiritual power was very little.

Xia Pumo entered a small courtyard with the elixir, which Ronghua prepared for them. Before they entered the courtyard, they had intimated outside, so till now, they could see the whole picture of the courtyard, which was totally different from any architecture of the Race of Humans. The entire body was made of white marble and was carved into the shape of bamboo. Instead of tiles or gra.s.s lying flat on the roof, it was cast in the shape of a spire, with four corners and the highest in the middle. The windows were not as simple as they usually were. They were transparent, and you could see what was inside. It was a whole other world.

Xia Pumo was surprised and asked, “She built this?”

Murong Zhe was not so surprised because Ronghua would not bear hards.h.i.+ps by her temper. “Come in. This house is made of snow-jade bamboo for a hundred years, which is not usually seen.” He said.

Xia Pumo stood still and said, “Snow-jade bamboo?”

The snow-jade bamboo sounded as cold as snow, but it was actually a bamboo that only grew in hot areas. It took at least 100 years to be used. Everyone knew it was challenging to find the snow-jade bamboo, and it was not easy to cut. Although it seemed to be as brittle as jade, it was very hard, and it couldn't be cut without an artifact. The most unusual thing was that the nimbus contained in it was sufficient and pure. If you could get a piece, it was very beneficial for cultivation. Now this kind of thing was used by the big family to cultivate the next generation. Who would build a house by such a luxury?

Xia Pumo was pushed forward by Murong Zhe though he was in a state of shock. The environment inside was different. Before he could see clearly, Murong Zhe took his hand and entered the bedroom.

Xia Pumo said helplessly, “I still want to cultivate!”

Murong Zhe said excitedly, “We are going to cultivate.”

Xia Pumo was speechless.

After entering the bedroom, Murong Zhe took out some of the elixirs Ronghua gave him. “Take one first. If you take too much at one time, it's not good for your body.”

Xia Pumo also knew it. He sat on the bed and took an elixir. He took a deep breath and prepared to take it. Murong Zhe immediately stopped him, “Wait! Mo takes off your clothes first!”

Xia Pumo continued being helpless. “What for?” He asked.

Murong Zhe said seriously, “When you cultivate, there must be something coming out of your body, so taking off your clothes to avoid getting dirty.”

Looking at Murong Zhe's grave face, Xia Pumo wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He took off his clothes in front of Murong Zhe, which made Murong Zhe l.u.s.tful. “I'm going to cultivate.” He didn't care how the person next to him looked at him, and he took the elixir directly, and it melted in the mouth quickly. It didn't take long for Xia Pumo to feel the surging spiritual power flowing to him. How long he had not felt such surging spiritual power, and he immediately absorbed it. Murong Zhe also saw his astonishment and knew that what Ronghua gave could not be wrong.

Murong Zhe looked at the elixir through the light of the luminous pearl.

“It's transparent, with herbs inside and stripes on the outside. I'm afraid there aren't many records of this elixir.” He thought.

Although he did not know much about those things, he did know one thing, that is, this kind of elixir could not be refined by the Race of Humans or the Race of Monsters.

The Race of Monsters couldn't do such complicated things. Even if they refined elixirs, they wouldn't give them to the Race of Humans. Moreover, it was much easier for them to cultivate than other races, and the Race of Humans couldn't get elixirs from them. It's even more impossible for the Race of Humans to refine such delicate elixirs. If the Race of Humans could refine those elixirs, how could no one know? I'm afraid it's made by someone of the Race of G.o.ds. At the very least, even if someone of the Race of Humans cultivated to be a G.o.d, he couldn't refine them.

“Ronghua, if you are not a G.o.d, what is your relations.h.i.+p with the Race of G.o.ds?” he thought.

“Even this kind of low-level power-restoring pill has been refined by you like this, if it is known by people, it will cause a big stir,” he reckoned.

It was not easy for Ronghua to cultivate. After so long, the spiritual power absorbed into the body was too little. Not to mention her sister or Baize, they couldn't even open a portal.

Ronghua stood up. When the night came, it's useless to cultivate. There was a big tree nearby, which could give her a rest. She flew, fell steadily on the tree. There were many views from the top of the tree, such as the starry sky tonight. The stars flashed one by one, and they are lovely. How long hadn't she seen this beautiful starry sky!

She remembered when she first arrived at the Realm of Demons, she was severely injured and couldn't use spiritual power. She was trampled under demons' feet and could not move. Her body was covered with blood, and luckily, they didn't know what her blood was for. Otherwise, they would have sucked up all of her blood.

They said, “We just want to step your proud head under our feet and let you witness the fall of the Race of G.o.ds, and it falls because of your incompetence.”

“Was she incompetent? Was it really because of her incompetence? Wasn't it because of their invasion?”

The Race of G.o.ds who had not seen the war for a long time had panicked and placed all their hopes on the G.o.d Empress, but she died at last. Princess Qingyi had been no longer there. Princess Ronghua had not inherited the throne of the emperor so she couldn't use the power of the G.o.d Empress, and what she could do was only to send away the newly born princess Xuanyu. Then she sealed the Realm of G.o.ds.

They said, “Although the people of the Race of G.o.ds are superior to us, they have been ruined by us.”

Yes, they butchered our people and forced us to seal our realm so that people inside couldn't get out, and people outside couldn't get in.

He said, “Do you think you are real G.o.ds since you change our destiny at will relied on your advantages? Do you think you are real G.o.ds because you say you are people of the Race of G.o.ds?”

Ronghua smiled wryly and thought, “When did we say that we are real G.o.ds. The real G.o.ds don't care about these things at all. There is no real G.o.d in this world; otherwise, how could the G.o.d Empress fall.”

The people of the Race of G.o.d were not ranked as real G.o.ds, so they were at most inferior G.o.ds, but a little more potent than the other three races, who could live a little longer and would be a bit better than them, that's all. What else could they do?

Did she have happy days? She seemed to have no happy days during such a long time.

Since she was born, her mother told her that the cultivation was the only thing she could do for the Race of G.o.ds. For the sake of the Race of G.o.ds, she began a long journey of cultivation. Because her cultivation talent was so amazing that it did not take long for her to surpa.s.s others, and she obtained the name of the cultivation of genius at the youngest age. Still, her mother was not satisfied with her.

Later, she tamed the four great mythical monsters, Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque, and Xuanwu. She finally had friends to talk to and play. However, her mother said that her sister likes them. Then she took them away. Her mother never asked if she agreed, and she lost her first friends.

When her younger sister grew up, they are destined to help the Race of Monsters and the Race of Demons. Her mother directly let her sister to the Realm of Monsters, but she went to the Realm of Demons. She didn't know whether she went or not, because she couldn't remember anything about that memory. She only knew that she came back from the world-changing platform.

Looking at the direction of Xia Pumo's small courtyard, Ronghua thought they were really happy and could do what they like every day, so they had far fewer worries than her.

There was not much time which exchanged by trade, and Weilian, the King of Death, had already noticed it and began to wonder if she was helping him open the door. She was really trying to open it, but no one knew the purpose of opening?

Murong Zhe held Xia Pumo's naked body in his arms and was very satisfied with it. Xia Pumo turned his face to look at the moonlight coming in from the window. “Zhe, who do you think Ronghua is?” he asked.

With his sweetheart in arms, Murong Zhe had no spare time to think about it. He answered, “I don't know. Although she was powerful, she would not hurt us. That's enough.”

Xia Pumo recognized Murong Zhe's perfunctory att.i.tude, and also stopped his hand from stroking him.

“Zhe!”

“All right!” Murong Zhe continued to act coquettish and said, “Don't think about it. In a word, she won't harm you. Don't forget that I am her contractual monster.”

Xia Pumo suddenly thought of something. “When will she give you a body?” He asked.

Murong Zhe came to his ear and said, “It's better to have my own body.”

After finis.h.i.+ng the words, Murong Zhe got on him and proceeded to do the wild thing.