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Chapter 1217: Joy Becomes Sadness

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A Will Eternal – Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217: Joy Becomes Sadness

That's a really surprising development. There were tens of thousands of people on all those warships.

Before Saint-Emperor could react, Bai Xiaochun exclaimed, “Are you addicted to having children, Mr Snortsnort? You are like this in the Wildlands, and now here in the Eternal Immortal Domains, you, you .. You are still doing the same thing! You became the father of the entire sect! ”

Bai Xiaochun was simply blown away. He had once thought Bruiser was impressive, but could see now that Bruiser was only qualified to prostrate to Lord God-Diviner. The sudden revelation was like a bolt of lightning striking from the blue sky.

Then Bai Xiaochun thought about just how many problems were faced with just a few women, whereas Lord God-Diviner had tens of thousands to deal with …. It seemed that they were all in harmony, which filled Bai Xiaochun with mixed emotions, especially envy.

The God-Diviner Master seemed somewhat embarrassed, and was trying to think of what to say when the Grand Heavenmaster arrived with the other powerful experts from the city. When they saw Saint Emperor, they were shocked, and although they were not sure why he had come, they quickly offered an official greeting. Then they brought the Diviner-God Master and Lu Yuntao, as well as the tens of thousands of people they brought together, to the Arch-Emperor City.

Bai Xiaochun looked, his head spinning. Suddenly, he thought back to how the Diviner-God Master seemed to want to say something when he left, and the pieces clicked. Clearly, bringing a family of tens of thousands on such a grand journey was no easy task.

On the plus side, the shocking arrival of the God-Diviner God had eased some of the tension between Bai Xiaochun and Saint-Emperor. Considering that Master God-Diviner and other important officials had seen that Saint-Emperor had come to visit, Bai Xiaochun decided that he might as well invite him to the imperial palace.

However, Saint-Emperor still felt shaken by the incident with Lord God-Diviner. After confirming that the little turtle did not exist, he sat down at the imperial palace in Arch-Emperor City to chat further with Bai Xiaochun.

"Second Bro, what do you call that guy? Snortsnort Master? That's what I call talent! He alone became the father of the entire sect! Do you mind letting me bring this Master Snortsnort back with me, Second Bro? Such a talent was unfortunately lost in the Saint-Emperor Dynasty! ” Saint-Emperor is really touched to see how Mr. Snortsnort seems to have managed to keep such a large family happy and harmonious.

Bai Xiaochun was not too pleased with Saint-Emperor's reaction. And he also felt a little envious of the Diviner-God Master and his abilities. It was all exacerbated by the bitterness he had experienced due to his own Daoist comrades.

If Saint-Emperor had not asked to take on Lord God-Diviner, he might have been able to keep his feelings in check. But now he felt very irritated.

“You think that's impressive? Well, that's not enough for me. ” With that, he slapped his bag to hold, causing a pile of love letters to come out, forming a small mountain in front of Saint-Emperor.

Feeling much better, Bai Xiaochun proudly said, "See these love letters? Each one is directed at me! Returning to the Heavenspan Realm, all I have to do is nod, and I will have exponentially more wives and concubines than Lord God-Diviner! ”

Seeing Bai Xiaochun casually throw away so many love letters caused Saint-Emperor to be completely amazed again. Some of the letters in the stack were completely yellow due to age ….

"You ... you really keep everything …? They even survived the destruction of your entire world …? ” Saint-Emperor suddenly felt his understanding of life had reached a new level. First was Lord God-Diviner with his family numbering in the tens of thousands, and then Bai Xiaochun with a mountain of love letters.

Bai Xiaochun felt much more confident now that Saint-Emperor was so flabbergasted by his love letters. But then, just as he was about to go to brag again, he felt three streams of divine senses sweep into the hall ….

They did not belong to Song Junwan, Zhou Zimo and Hou Xiaomei. After hearing that Saint-Emperor had come, they were nervous, and also worried for Bai Xiaochun, but knew that it was inappropriate to come alone. And thus, they sent divine sense to examine what was happening.

If they were in the imperial palace of Saint-Emperor City, they would not be able to use divine sense to search in an arcane. But this was the imperial palace of Arch-Emperor City, and the spell formation created allowed them to do so.

The first thing they see .. is a mountain of love letters.

Bai Xiaochun's face fell, and Saint-Emperor's expression flickered.

Clearing his throat, Saint-Emperor said, "What are you going to say, Second Bro?"

However, it was impossible for Bai Xiaochun to be in the mood to continue the conversation. Laughing wryly, he picked up the love letters and then tried to look calm as he changed the subject and continued chatting.

As for Saint-Emperor, now that he believed the little turtle was nowhere near him, he decided that, given the sensitive situation in the city, it was not good for him to extend his welcome. Therefore, he left.

Bai Xiaochun involuntarily ushered Saint-Emperor out, his eyes occasionally drifting back to the palace feeling guilty.

"What's the problem? It was just a few love letters. It's not me asking them! ” Trying to gather courage, he returns to his private room, where he plans to spend a few days in secluded meditation.

However, the plan did not work …. That very night, Song Junwan, Zhou Zimo and Hou Xiaomei put aside their differences and joined to perform in his private room.

Bai Xiaochun began to feel even more guilty, especially considering how Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo looked pregnant. Even though the two of them were smiling widely, the bad intentions in their eyes made him cry in his heart.

As for Hou Xiaomei, she did not know whether she was pregnant or not, but for some reason she let her hands rest on her stomach as she looked at him.

Song Junwan was the first to speak. "Xiaochun, why did Saint-Emperor come to visit?"

He spoke in a warm tone, and sounded very mature. If not for the daggers she starred in, she would have looked like an image of female virtue.

"Um .. well, that's that damn little turtle! He's escaped! You know the little turtle, don't you? You didn't! All right, let me tell you how I met him. You're actually part of the story, Junwan! ” Flashing, Bai Xiaochun prepared to go into detail, but before he could, Zhou Zimo snorted coldly and cut in.

“Do not try to avoid the elephant in the room, Bai Xiaochun. Come on, tell me the truth. Are you jealous of Master God-Diviner? "

"Jealous?!" Bai Xiaochun said loudly. "Are you kidding me?!" Although he was almost trembling with anxiety, he looked angry, and even a little confused.

“I'll never be jealous of him! Actually, he's the one who envies me! Although, now that you have mentioned Lord God-Diviner, you must admit that the poor boy is really rude. Zimo, do you remember the tribes of the Wildlands? Back when I was heading back to Heavenspan territory, you accompanied me some way, remember? I'M-"

As he prepared to continue his story, Hou Xiaomei planted his fist into his hip. Frowning like a chilli, he said, “Sister Xiaochun, you are the Supreme Emperor now! Although it is currently peaceful now, you cannot slack off. You must work hard on your cultivation. You have to focus! "

"I–" Bai Xiaochun started, but Song Junwan cut him off.

“Xiaomei is absolutely right. Xiaochun, you have many important responsibilities! Although the three of us could not do much in that regard, at least we can help you with some of your menial tasks. Come onl. Give me your love letter. We'll take care of them from now on. "

"I…." Before he could give any further explanation, Zhou Zimo, who of course had the worst nature of them all, staked out, keeping one hand under his stomach as he grabbed his bag. And of course, he did not dare to interfere because he …

His heart was dripping with blood as he looked, feeling like it was being strangled. It was as if Zhou Zimo had not taken his love letters, but rather, all the romance that was in his heart ….

Seeming very pleased with themselves, the three women left with her love letters, leaving her standing there alone in her private room, pouting on the verge of tears. When they left, he reached out grimly to grab something, except, nothing could be put in his hand.

"My love letter!"