The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor

In the Fantasy Divine Hall, a huge bronze mirror slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone present saw the scene clearly.

In the dark and cramped cage, a figure sat alone.

The surroundings were dim. Even if one only looked at it like this, it wasn't difficult to imagine how gloomy and cold that place was.

However, Chu Liuyue couldn't care less. She opened her eyes and stared at the figure in the mirror without blinking.

That person was wearing a dark-purple brocade and sat quietly. Even such an inhuman environment didn't hide the noble and disdainful aura on his body.

He lowered his head slightly, his entire body emitting coldness.

But the moment she saw him, Chu Liuyue's eyes instantly heated up. Something seemed to surge into her heart at this moment and hit her heart ruthlessly.

She bit her lip tightly, her knuckles turning green and white. It took her a lot of effort to restrain the sound that was about to rush out.

It had been… too long.

Chu Liuyue dug her nails into her palm, and she used the sharp pain to maintain her last bit of clarity and rationality.

Ever since they parted ways in the Red Moon Desert, many years had passed. Meanwhile, she kept searching for their whereabouts, but she couldn't find anything.

Even after guessing that they were already trapped in the Fantasy Divine Hall, she could only bide her time and wait day and night.

She had imagined countless scenes of them meeting, but she had never thought that it would be like this!

She didn't dare to blink as she scanned him carefully. Is he hurt? Has he suffered a lot while he was trapped? What about Lan Xiao? Is he not locked up with him? Does he… blame me for coming too late?

Countless thoughts surfaced in her mind, making Chu Liuyue hold her breath.

As if sensing her gaze, Dugu Mobao finally moved. He slowly raised his head and looked over.

It was a pair of clear and unfathomable purple eyes. In the dark space, they were like the only light gathered.

His eyes were calm, as if nothing would affect him. But when his gaze landed on her, some of the ice melted, and a very faint warm color appeared.

However, such an expression was fleeting. Then, his gaze turned cold as he said, "Divine Master, are you planning to return the Purple Gold Divine Armor to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire main hall of the Fantasy Divine Hall fell into complete silence!

…

High Priest! This is actually the High Priest?!

He was once a top expert of the Fantasy Divine Hall who looked down on the world and was peerless! Now, how did he… become like a child?

Not only were the cultivators who were trying to reach the heavens deeply shocked by this scene, but even the deities here revealed looks of disbelief.

Fan Yunxiao and the others gasped and subconsciously looked at each other. Then, they saw the same shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.

Before this, the High Priest had never appeared in front of everyone. Everything about him had been personally dealt with by the Divine Master. Therefore, this was the first time they had seen the former High Priest.

This was clearly… very different from the rumors!

Xiao Ran also stopped what he was doing, his eyes widening in shock. "…High Priest?"

His impression of this person was still from 10,000 years ago, when he was still young. At that time, he only remembered that the High Priest was wearing the Purple Gold Divine Armor and had an impressive aura.

Although he had only seen the High Priest from afar, and his memories were already vague after such a long time, there was one thing he could confirm: The former High Priest definitely didn't have his current child-like appearance back then!

In fact, many people had seen the High Priest back then.

Unlike the high and mighty Emperor, the High Priest belonged to the Fantasy Divine Hall and had great power. He took charge of many matters for the Divine Master. To the Divine Master, he was both a teacher and a friend.

It was the same for the Second Priest.

The 13 deities under the Divine Master had always obeyed the orders of the Divine Master. Only the High Priest and the Second Priest could compete with the Divine Master.

The Divine Master had always respected these two.

But back then, when the Fantasy Divine Palace was in chaos, countless cultivators died, leaving only a small number of young people. Therefore, most people had no impression of the High Priest—even the deities were the same.

However, how could this be?

"I do have that intention," said the Divine Master. "However, what happened back then is still vivid in my mind. The High Priest betrayed the Fantasy Divine Hall, causing countless cultivators to die in that chaos. Moreover, you violated the contract and privately tempered your Holy Body again… You committed many crimes. If I return the Purple Gold Divine Armor to you easily, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to convince the public."

Dugu Mobao's lips curled into an extremely cold smile. "If you don't want to return it, just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush."

"High Priest, you're wrong. Ten thousand years have passed. Everything in the past will pass in the end. On account of our past relationship, I'm willing to take a step back. As long as you destroy your Holy Body, I'll return this Purple Gold Divine Armor to you. From then on, we're even. How about that?"

Chu Liuyue suddenly looked at that figure! They want Dugu Mobao to destroy his Holy Body?! What's the difference between this and taking his life?

He, Lan Xiao, and Diwu Zhangze had been trapped in the Red Moon Desert for 10,000 years, and they finally reconstructed their Holy Bodies. If their Holy Bodies are destroyed again… There is definitely no hope of doing it again. At that time, what's the difference between them and a lonely soul?

There is no point in asking for this Purple Gold Divine Armor. This isn't a negotiation at all… but humiliation!

Indeed, when Dugu Mobao heard this, he seemed to have heard a joke and revealed a mocking smile.

Then, without giving any answer, he gently closed his eyes. It was obvious that he didn't even want to say a word to the Divine Master.

The atmosphere in the hall became cold and stagnant.

The Divine Master was silent for a moment. When they spoke again, their voice was still emotionless as if they had already guessed his choice. "The High Priest is still as stubborn as ever. In that case, High Priest, don't blame me for not considering our past relationship."

Upon hearing this, Chu Liuyue's heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling.

The next moment, the voice continued, "Jun Jiuqing."

With this shout, everyone's attention instantly focused on Jun Jiuqing!

Jun Jiuqing bowed. "I'm here."

"The Fantasy Divine Hall doesn't need disloyal people. If you can ascend to the heavens and become a deity, the position of High Priest will be yours!"

This sentence was earth-shattering and shocked everyone present!

They had long known that Jun Jiuqing's identity was different, but they didn't expect him to be the High Priest successor that the Divine Master had chosen long ago!

Chu Liuyue frowned, and she also looked at Jun Jiuqing.

Jun Jiuqing lowered his eyes slightly and replied respectfully, "Yes. Jiuqing will definitely not let the Divine Master down."