"Your Majesty~"

Daji saw that Di Xin had finally calmed his anger, a trace of triumph flashed in her eyes. She gently took Di Xin's arm, cooing, "Your Majesty is wise. Such a decision will surely stabilize the military's heart and reverse the fortunes."

Di Xin felt touched by her gentleness, and the anger and anxiety in his heart gradually eased. He looked down at Daji, seeing her captivating eyes and peach blossom-like face, radiating an incomparable beauty.

In this tense atmosphere, Daji's beauty was undoubtedly the best antidote.

"With you by my side, Daji, my mood is always much calmer," Di Xin's voice softened a lot as he gently stroked Daji's hair.

Daji nestled into Di Xin's arms, softly saying, "Your Majesty has worked hard. It is my duty to share your worries and solve your troubles."

Her fingers gently drew circles on Di Xin's chest, each movement filled with seduction. Di Xin's breathing grew more rapid, his rationality slowly blurring under Daji's tender assault.

The atmosphere in the palace suddenly became ambiguous, the civil and military officials all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at this scene. They all knew that once Di Xin indulged in Daji's beauty, he would neglect state affairs, which was not good for the Great Shang Dynasty, yet few dared to openly advise against it.

Those who dared to do so had already been burned alive by the punishment of roasting.

Seeing the time was right, Daji softly suggested, "Your Majesty, I heard that some exotic spices have been introduced into the harem, said to soothe the mind. Perhaps Your Majesty would like to rest in the harem for a while?"

Di Xin's curiosity was piqued by her words, and feeling truly tired, he nodded in agreement. He stood up, supporting Daji, and slowly walked towards the direction of the harem.

Seeing this, the civil and military officials had their thoughts but dared not say more. They knew that at this moment Di Xin was completely immersed in Daji's beauty, and any advice would be futile.

Yu Yuan sat cross-legged on a perilous peak in Penglai Holy Realm, facing the rising sun, holding an ancient bronze treasure mirror in his hands. The mirror's brilliance flowed, reflecting scenes from faraway Chaoge. Bai Ling's voice came from the mirror, cold and distant, yet as if whispering in his ear.

"It's truly great that you are unharmed, young master!"

"How is the current situation in Chaoge?" Yu Yuan asked calmly.

"Everything is as usual, Di Xin is still enamored by Daji's beauty, neglecting state affairs. However, some loyal and good officials are still trying in secret to salvage the situation," Bai Ling spoke with a hint of helplessness.

Yu Yuan nodded, about to continue the inquiry, when suddenly a flash of fire swept across the valley, the figure of the Water Fire Child appeared in front of him. The child wore red garments, his youthful face wearing an unrestrained joy.

Ever since the Hierarch Tongtian returned from the Netherworld, this servant child of Biyou Palace noticed a difference—the return wasn't the irritable and angry master, but the once free and bold master!

"Vice Hierarch, the master requests your presence," the Water Fire Child's voice was crisp, his face wearing a delighted smile.

Yu Yuan looked at the bronze treasure mirror, telling Bai Ling, "I have important matters to attend to. Stay safe in Chaoge, and don't get too close to Su Daji. Just have your subordinates collect intelligence from her."

"Thank you for your concern, young master. I'll keep myself safe," Bai Ling smiled.

Yu Yuan nodded, then put away the bronze treasure mirror and followed the Water Fire Child through the clouds of Penglai, arriving at Purple Ganoderma Cliff's Biyou Palace. This was Hierarch Tongtian's cultivation place, where clouds twirled and Immortal Cranes danced, truly a scene of an Immortal abode.

Yu Yuan ascended the palace steps and entered the palace, seeing Hierarch Tongtian seated on the jade throne, his posture imposing and extraordinary. Behind him, the Nine-Colored Auspicious Cloud surrounded him, the treasures' brilliance dazzling to behold.

Yu Yuan stepped forward and bowed, "Disciple Yu Yuan, greets the Grandmaster."

Hierarch Tongtian's gaze landed on Yu Yuan, a flicker of approval in his eyes. He slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hard-to-detect gratitude, "Yu Yuan, I really owe you this time. Without you, I might not have been able to return to my original state."

Hearing Hierarch Tongtian's thanks, Yu Yuan raised his head, his gaze resolute, "Grandmaster, the disciple has gone through numerous perils, working day and night to find the means to help you return to your original state. I encountered countless difficulties along the way, and several times nearly lost my life..."

As he spoke, a barely noticeable fatigue appeared in Yu Yuan's eyes, then he turned the conversation, looking expectantly at Hierarch Tongtian, "Seeing how hard I've worked, Grandmaster, don't you think you should show some token of appreciation?"

Listening to Yu Yuan's account, Hierarch Tongtian's smile grew richer.

Although his disciple exaggerated, the journey had indeed been extremely dangerous, and if not for his exceptional cunning, he might have been lost forever.

He chuckled softly, his smile tinged with teasing, "Very well, what do you desire? Speak freely today, any treasure I have, I'll grant it to you."

Yu Yuan's eyes gleamed at the words. Knowing the honor of Tongtian as a Saint, the treasures he possessed were among the best, especially the Four Swords of Slaying Immortal, which were incredibly powerful.

Obtaining his reward would undoubtedly benefit his own cultivation immensely. However, he did not rush to speak, but pondered for a moment, as if weighing his options.