98: Zi Ling returns to the Great Zhou Royal City

“I want to bring my mother back.”

Li Daoxuan was stunned; wasn't Ji Ziling's mother long deceased?

“Zi Ling, isn’t your mother already…” Li Daoxuan felt a bit guilty. It seemed he hadn't cared enough for Zi Ling.

“Husband, I want to move my mother’s memorial tablet and tomb here.”

“That way, I’ll feel like my mother is still accompanying me.”

Ji Ziling told Li Daoxuan a lot more. She hadn't dared to bring her mother’s memorial tablet on her wedding day, as it would have been somewhat inauspicious on such a joyous occasion.

In fact, Ji Ziling had considered this for a long time.

Now, with her own strength alone, she could bring her mother back.

However, she still respected Li Daoxuan’s opinion and wanted to discuss it with him.

“Alright! We’ll depart immediately.” Li Daoxuan didn’t hesitate at all. The Great Zhou Dynasty was nothing in his eyes.

“Husband, you’re coming with me?” Ji Ziling hadn’t expected her busy husband to personally accompany her for her own affairs.

“Yes! This time, you’re essentially returning to your maiden home, so of course, I must accompany you.”

Ever since Ji Ziling married, she had never returned.

It wasn’t that she was unfilial, but that place had broken her heart, and there were few people there she missed.

Li Daoxuan informed his wives about this matter, and they all supported it.

“Let’s go!”

With a wave of Li Daoxuan’s hand, a majestic and imposing Flying Ship Warship appeared out of thin air, dozens of zhang long and several zhang wide. This was a Flying Ship Warship refined by Li Daoxuan, very suitable for long-distance travel.

While flying with a sword was flashy, handsome, and fast, it wasn't comfortable.

Riding a Flying Ship was truly comfortable, and the Flying Ship Warship was also a masterpiece of Artifact Refining.

The Flying Ship Warship's primary function was for travel, but it was also a true war machine, highly suitable for large-scale battles.

This single Flying Ship Warship alone contained thousands of Formations, integrating offense and defense, capable of long-range attacks and close combat, and effective in aerial, naval, and land battles.

Li Daoxuan took Ji Ziling's hand and leaped aboard.

Whoosh! The sound of breaking air rang out, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone, the Flying Ship already a hundred li away.

“Zi Ling, come, let’s drink tea and chat. We’ll be at Da Zhou Imperial City soon.”

“Okay! I’ll listen to my husband.”

Zi Ling personally poured tea for Li Daoxuan, and the two of them enjoyed a relaxed journey, chatting and laughing.

“Zi Ling, can you tell me about your childhood?”

Li Daoxuan had never asked before, fearing he might bring up her sad memories, but now it was different. Zi Ling was already a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, and past events could no longer affect her state of mind.

“If my husband wishes to hear, I will tell.”

“Actually, my childhood was quite miserable. My mother passed away when I was very young.”

“As for my father, it was as if I didn't have one.”

“The most detestable was my nominal second sister; she always snatched things from me since childhood, everything.”

“After my mother passed away, my life became even more tragic, and I often went hungry.”

“However, there was an old nanny who was very kind to me.” As she said this, a hint of remembrance and tenderness appeared in Zi Ling's eyes.

Zi Ling's tone was calm, without hatred, anger, or complaint.

Li Daoxuan frowned as he listened. He could imagine how miserable a little girl, unloved and uncared for, lived in the cold imperial palace.

“Husband, don’t be angry. It’s all in the past.”

“I am very happy and content now. Thank you, husband.”

Li Daoxuan hugged Zi Ling tightly, his eyes filled with undisguised pity and tenderness.

“Oh! We’ve arrived.”

“Husband, look, someone’s here.”

Zi Ling’s pretty face flushed, and she gently broke free from Li Daoxuan’s embrace.

“It should be a Royal Family Enshrinement, but why do they look a bit familiar? It’s like I’ve seen them somewhere before.” Li Daoxuan was a little uncertain.

In fact, such a large warship had long attracted the attention of the Royal Family.

If it weren't for the fact that this warship was heading straight for the Imperial City, no one would have dared to stop it.

“Which Senior is on board? May I ask why Senior has come to my Great Zhou Royal City?” The person’s voice trembled slightly.

He was merely steeling himself to ask, fearing that the warship might attack him, reducing him to ashes.

As the warship hovered in the air, Li Daoxuan stood up and said, “I am the Ninth Princess’s son-in-law.”

“Ninth Princess? You are Li… Li Dao… Senior Li!”

“You know me?”

“Has Senior forgotten? I was the one who arranged your marriage with the Ninth Princess. My name is Huang Yi.”

Huang Yi felt very bitter. Back then, he and Li Daoxuan were Cultivators of the same Realm. Now, upon meeting again, Li Daoxuan’s demeanor was as splendid as ever, while he himself was an old man with a white beard.

The most tragic thing was that he was still stuck at Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection, while Li Daoxuan was already an existence he looked up to.

“You are the Royal Family Enshrinement, Huang Yi, the one who delivered the imperial decree back then.”

“That would be me!”

Li Daoxuan looked at Huang Yi, then directly threw him a small bottle.

“You might need this.”

Huang Yi was startled, but he opened the bottle anyway. Then, the old man's face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but want to kowtow to Li Daoxuan.

“Barrier Breaking Pill! High Grade Barrier Breaking Pill!”

Huang Yi’s hands trembled, his eyes were red-rimmed, and his voice choked.

How many years had it been? Why did he join the Great Zhou Dynasty? Why did he work tirelessly?

For Breakthrough! For Cultivation resources!

But after so many years in the Royal Family, he hadn't obtained a single Breakthrough Pill, and today, he actually…

Li Daoxuan wasn't having a sudden fit of kindness. In fact, it was just a Medicinal Pill he had failed to refine, and it would have been a waste to throw it away.

Also, Huang Yi, this old man, had left a good impression on him.

He still remembered the wedding procession back then; everyone was perfunctory, but only Huang Yi was very respectful and polite to Zi Ling, fulfilling all the proper courtesies.

Just for that, he was worth this Medicinal Pill.

“Senior’s great kindness, I have no way to repay it. How about I kowtow to you a few times?”

“Go, go, go. Your Majesty wouldn’t want me to just stand here, would he?” Li Daoxuan found this old man quite interesting.

“Oh dear! My mind! I was just too excited. Senior and Ninth Princess, please come in.”

Zi Ling and Li Daoxuan disembarked together.

Upon seeing Zi Ling, Huang Yi was even more shocked, and his attitude became even more respectful.

“Husband, you go with Enshrinement Huang. I’ll go see the place where I used to live.”

“Okay.”

At the entrance of the Purple Extreme Hall in the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a Dragon robe stood there.

Evidently, the Great Zhou Emperor, Ji Mingkong, was already aware of Li Daoxuan’s arrival.

“Li…”

The Great Zhou Emperor, Ji Mingkong, looked embarrassed, his face flushed, unsure how to address Li Daoxuan.

He dared not call him son-in-law.

Calling him Senior felt strange, and he simply couldn't bring himself to say it.

Li Daoxuan stared at Ji Mingkong for a few moments, thinking to himself, this old emperor hides his strength well! He was actually a Golden Core Stage Cultivator.

No wonder he could remain firmly on the throne; he was also a cunning old fox.

The outside world rumored that the Emperor was busy with state affairs and neglected Cultivation, being at most a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. This was quite interesting.