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Chapter 5031: 5.0783 Coveted

Qiao Mu slightly raised her hand and swept it, and a swirling halo of demon pupils appeared before her eyes, revealing the outside scene.

The corner of the imperial garden, which had been perfectly fine, was now obscured by an overwhelming abundance of lush vegetation.

Many small animals were desperately scurrying through the vines and trees, seemingly searching for something.

In the sky, numerous eagles and birds from all directions circled, one after another, shrieking above the imperial garden.

Imperial guards, drawn by the sound, were busy clearing the increasingly rampant vegetation and killing the circling eagles.

Duan Yue: ...

Feng Chen chuckled, turning to look at Mo Lian, who was holding the Soul Pearl. "Tsk tsk, the moment the Ancient Mo Lian appears, everything grows, surging wildly. It's truly super attractive."

Qiao Mu let out a breath. A small treeman with waving branches ran over, wobbling and circling in front of them.

"Master, master!" shouted the little treeman, Qiuchu. "I wanted to tell you earlier. That Soul Pearl of the Ancient Mo Lian can't be taken out so casually. Look, look, haha, all the surrounding plants have gone mad. These low-level animals and plants have little to no intelligence, they're like... 'newborn calves not afraid of tigers.'

"As for the profound beasts and spirit beasts that have gained intelligence, they don't dare approach you casually after smelling your aura."

Qiao Mu expressionlessly glanced at Qiuchu. "Why are you always so hindsight?"

A hint of confusion hung on Qiuchu's wooden face as he looked at his little master, complaining, "I, I... I, my memory isn't that good. I, I... I only remember things after they, they happen."

Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to say more to this guy.

This guy's memory wasn't just "not that good," it was exceptionally bad!

Qiao Mu turned her head to look at the scene within the demon pupil vortex again. The Sacred Beast Human-Serpent was looking around, left and right, as if searching for where they had gone.

Ji Si, Old Zhou, and Shen Wu's group were also helping the imperial guards chop down the chaotic vegetation that had sprung up everywhere.

Qiao Mu turned her head and glared at her husband.

At that moment, Crown Prince Mo was lowering his head, gazing at the Soul Pearl in his hand, secretly wondering if he should find a secluded place to absorb the Ancient Mo Lian Soul Pearl first.

Suddenly feeling his wife glaring at him, Crown Prince Mo quickly looked up and returned a warm, spring-like smile to his wife. "Qiao Qiao, why are you glaring at your husband? Your husband has already copied the 'Little Emperor Sutra' a hundred times and has deeply realized his past mistakes. I promise not to make them again in the future, so you can't glare at me anymore."

"I've copied it, and I've been punished, we should reconcile!"

Duan Yue and Feng Chen thought simultaneously: "This Mo Lian fellow, he usually appears cold, noble, and extremely serious in front of outsiders, but when he's with Qiao Qiao, he's like a completely different person, speaking and acting shamelessly!"

Then they thought again: "Qiao Qiao, with her expressionless, wooden demeanor, used to be too lazy to say more than a couple of words to you in earlier years. If Mo Lian hadn't been like a cockroach, unyielding, seizing every opportunity, shamelessly pestering her... he might truly not have been able to get close to her so quickly."

Mo Lian smiled and approached his wife. Feeling gazes from both sides, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to glance at them.

This fellow glared back at Duan Yue and Feng Chen respectively, then reached out and held his wife's hand, saying with a smile, "Qiao Qiao, your husband copied the 'Little Emperor Sutra' all morning, and I still haven't had a hot bowl of porridge."

Qiao Mu grabbed him back.