Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang was extremely furious. He was shocked when he saw the nine-year-old Mo Qing Wu by herself. However, he was neither angry at the young Mo Qing Wu, nor was he intending to be. Consequently, all of his anger was funnelled onto Mo Cheng Yu the moment he saw him. Minister Chu’s eyes widened and he spat angrily.

Similarly, Mo Cheng Yu could barely contain his own anger. The veins in his neck were swelling and his eyes bulging as large as saucers. Never had a King level master been scolded and cursed at by a mere Martial Artist. Mo Cheng Yu had never felt more humiliated and indignant than the current moment.

Moreover, this young ignorant Martial Artist had been reprimanding him relentlessly for the past half an hour without any regards to proper respect and decorum.

Mo Cheng Yu’s face was so red that it seemed ready to explode the very next moment. His eyes were livid and his jaws tightened. But he dared not utter a word. A new thought had appeared on his mind, "Chu Yang worries more about Mo Qing Wu than I do. He is behaving just like someone who has lost his wife to another man."

Finally, Chu Yang seemed to be concluding his censure, "In summary, you have neglected your duties and I am very displeased with your performance. If this repeats, then there is no reason for a King level master like you to be around. Just dig a hole, jump in and never appear again."

Having not eaten anything for a day, Mo Cheng Yu’s stomach was growling. But after taking in all of Chu Yang’s derision, his appetite was completely gone.

"This man is just too rude. It was awful enough to have in pointing and scolding right into my face. To make matters worse, he even went above me and lambasted me like I was a minion. What a trash! As a King level master, how can I be treated with such humiliation and blatant disrespect?"

"Even our clan leader doesn’t treat me in such manner..."

Mo Cheng Yu was seething!

On the other hand, Mo Qing Wu did not sense anything. All she knew was that Brother Chu Yang had been extremely nice to her.

Chu Yang might have cursed and criticized the person but he had consciously added flattery to his words. In between his scathing remarks, he would include statements like, "Little Wu is so cute and innocent. Can you afford to let anything happen to her?", "Little Wu is so intelligent. Won’t you feel guilty if something happens to her?", "Xiao Wu is so adorable, what if..." and so on.

Mo Cheng Yu was scolded so badly that he could hardly lift his head. He looked like he was about to take his own life to atone for his sins. Because of the flattery, the little loli, on the other hand, was rather pleased as she watched from aside. However, she found the scolding somewhat excessive.

As soon as she heard Chu Yang saying, "Let’s eat", the little girl swiftly grabbed a pair of chopsticks and tucked in ferociously. After hearing those encouraging praises, her chopsticks moved like falling rain droplets. It was not until she was almost full that she looked over with adorable eyes and asked, "Brother Chu Yang, is Little Wu really as great as you have described?"

"Of course!" Chu Yang was also hungry and he ate rather quickly as well. Upon hearing these words, he immediately paused and replied sincerely, "Little Wu, you must remember..."

"What?" The little loli was suddenly confused.

"You must remember that in this world, you are the most beautiful, the most intelligent and the most adorable! You are the best of the best!" Chu Yang said earnestly. His tone was firm as if making a vow.

"Wow!" The little loli leapt with joy. Then she became somewhat embarrassed and asked again, "Am I really that great?" Her twinkling eyes yearned for Chu Yang’s affirmation.

Of course, Chu Yang would never let such an adorable little loli be disappointed. He nodded seriously and said with great certainty, "Of course! Compared to what I said, Xiao Wu is even better than that... by a hundred times... by a thousand times, by ten thousand times!"

Mo Qing Wu was so delighted that she was at a loss for words. All of a sudden, she pounced onto Chu Yang and grabbed his neck before kissing Chu Yang’s cheek with a loud "smack". Her greasy lips left a distinct oily mark on Chu Yang’s cheek. Releasing Chu Yang, she exclaimed, "Brother Chu Yang, you are also the best, the best of the very best in my heart!"

Chu Yang touched his cheek as if feeling the lingering sensation of the kiss. He then smiled subconsciously like a fool. "Oh my heaven, I have succeeded in my first step! I have earned a kiss!"

Although Mo Qing Wu was still a little loli with a greasy mouth and she did not know anything, this was a kiss from her lips nevertheless.

After which, the atmosphere became even warmer and intimate. Mo Qing Wu would take a few bites before tilting her head towards Chu Yang to glance and smile at him. Then, she took a few more bites before bursting out into fits of giggles. Chu Yang returned the gestures naturally. Every now and then he would laugh assuringly or smile dotingly. At times, he even giggled like a fool!

"Eat! Eat this piece of rib! And that piece of meat too!"

"Little Wu, here, try this!" Chu Yang attempted to feed Mo Qing Wu the vegetable stir-fry dish.

"This... Uncle Cheng Yu has not eaten yet and there are not many vegetables left." Mo Qing Wu grew concerned when she realized that there was not much food left on the table. She had been so excited earlier on that she ate more than twice she usually ate.

"He’s not hungry, don’t bother about him. Here, try more of this..." Chu Yang said without any concern for Mo Cheng Yu at all.

"Who says I am not hungry?" Mo Cheng Yu barely maintained his composure as he was boiling with anger. He had already lost his appetite because of Chu Yang. Then, he had to watch the two of them flattering and teasing each other, shifting between highly inflated expressions to intimate remarks. It was truly nauseating and unbearable to watch!

Little Miss was still young so it was understandable for her to behave as such. But it was just ridiculous to see Chu Yang acting intimately and childishly. He was a grown-up man! How could he even speak like this? He was worse than Little Miss!

Just as Mo Cheng Yu was gradually regaining his appetite, the sight of Chu Yang making faces with Mo Qing Wu instantly dispelled his appetite again. Even though his stomach was empty, he could still feel something crawling up to his throat.

At this moment, Chu Yang turned undeniably rude. He did not even plan to save any food for Mo Cheng Yu at all. Mo Cheng Yu was livid beyond description.

This was preposterous indeed!

"I barely tried any of the dishes and almost all of the plates are already wiped clean." Mo Cheng Yu lifted his chopsticks and was stunned by the mostly empty plates. A miserable look appeared on his face. Not only did he receive an unnecessarily long scolding, he was also denied his food.

Mo Cheng Yu’s had finally found his appetite after sitting down at the table. Unfortunately, he was greeted by a table of empty plates.

Not far away, Mo Qing Wu held her stomach as she laid on her bed. "Ahhh, I am so full..."

She then pulled up her shirt to reveal her bloated belly and grumbled, "This is bad. This is so bad. My stomach is now swelling like a drum..."

Chu Yang burped loudly and began picking his teeth as a satisfying look hung on his face. He asked Mo Qing Wu, "Was it good? I will prepare more for you tomorrow."

"That’s great!" Mo Qing Wu patted her stomach happily. In fact, it was not the food but Chu Yang’s praises that made the meal so enjoyable.

"But I haven’t eaten anything..." Mo Cheng Yu rebutted with anger and indignation in his voice.

"Little Wu, come on! Let’s take a walk around. Moving around helps with your digestion. Otherwise, you will turn into a fat ugly pig." Chu Yang did not even give Mo Cheng Yu a second of his attention.

Upon hearing the words "very ugly", Mo Qing Wu immediately rolled off the bed and helped Chu Yang clear the dining table.

As they cleaned up, they continued talking relentlessly.

"Brother Chu Yang, will I be beautiful when I grow up?"

"Definitely! You will be the most beautiful in the world!"

"Really?"

"Really! There’s no other girl in the world who is more beautiful than Little Wu!"

"Really? Hehehe... Brother Chu Yang, when you grow up, I am sure you will be most handsome as well!"

"Really? Hahaha..."

"Arrggh... This is..." Mo Cheng Yu lamented. He wanted to cry but there were no tears. Living in the same house with this duo was torturous and unbearable. "I can’t be sure if I can survive in the days to come..."

The next morning, Chu Yang finally returned with a large basket of fruits, vegetables, dried meat and small bites. He tossed it towards Mo Cheng Yu and said condescendingly, "Well, are you hungry yet?"

"Get...!" Mo Cheng Yu stopped in the middle of his words. Tears welled up in his eyes.

At the prime minister’s manor of the Great Zhao Nation the next morning, Diwu Qing Rou frowned as he read a piece of paper lying on his desk.

The paper only contained a few words.

"Many years of painstaking effort... tried my best."

"What are you thinking?" Diwu Qing Rou stood up and pinned the paper to the wall. He took three steps back and continued scrutinizing it.

There were three other people standing beside him. One of them was the thin person from the other day.

"This is definitely written by Number One." The thin person confirmed after analyzing the handwriting of the words closely.

The three men were all Diwu Qing Rou’s most trusted counsellors. All were resourceful and had done excellent jobs at governing their own regions.

The thin person was Han Bu Chu. The middle-aged scholar was Cheng Yun He. And the young master with the righteous look was Gao Sheng!

Han Bu Chu and Cheng Yun He had clear backgrounds. However, Gao Sheng’s origin remained a mystery. Moreover, he had only come to the Great Zhao Nation for a few years. As Diwu Qing Rou had noticed his competency early, he had risen rapidly in rank. Naturally, he grew extremely arrogant and tended to look down on everyone else.

While Gao Sheng appeared righteous, he had numerous schemes hidden under his sleeves. Due to his scheming nature, his opinions and suggestions often aligned with the intents of Diwu Qing Rou. He was Diwu Qing Rou’s personal assistant.

"Something doesn’t sound right in these words." Gao Sheng looked carefully and said, "It’s definitely Number One’s writing, but there is something unusual and disturbing about it."

"Yes, it sounds unusual indeed." Cheng Yun He pulled his hands behind his back and thought.

"What’s so unusual about it?" Diwu Qing Rou asked with a slight smile which carried a trace of anxiety within. This was characteristic of Diwu Qing Rou. Knowing that the towering responsibilities that came with his power would prevent him from achieving everything on his own, he leveraged on these intensive meetings to groom tactful individuals who could work independently one day.

Even if Diwu Qing Rou already had his own conclusions about certain issues, he would not share his opinions until everyone had been through thorough discussions on them. This was how he nurtured and developed his subordinates into capable and resourceful assistants.

"The handwriting definitely belongs to Number One. The tone also matches his normal tone. Furthermore, the words sounded like they were from Number One too." Han Bu Chu explained, "Number One is a proud person. When it comes to planning or analysis, he is nowhere below us. Hence, he definitely wouldn’t accept a loss. I think there is nothing wrong with this note."

"This note also implies that Number One’s authority in Iron Cloud Nation is still as firm as a mountain. Even if the King of Hell Chu Yang suspects something, he probably won’t take action against a person who is considered the living saint of Iron Cloud." Smiling, Han Bu Chu reassured, "Prime minister, you may be at ease!"

"No! There is something amiss in this note! At first glance, the first line of words and the second line of words seem to be spaced normally apart. This space suggests that Number One might have written the first line of words and pondered for a long time before concluding with the second line. However, there is something amiss in this particular spacing." Cheng Yun He said, "This spacing shouldn’t even be there at all. How can Number One not know the amount of danger he is in? What does he need to think about? Does he need to spend an entire night of contemplation before penning down his final conclusion? These were obvious matters. A decisive person like him will never leave a space like this."