Daily Life of a Foolish Ruler

This Thousand-Armed Ling Ji was remarkably good with words. Everything he said suited Su Yun's tastes, and within a few sentences, he had Su Yun floating on air.

Su Yun became somewhat wary as well. "Ling Ji, don't keep flattering me."

Ling Ji sighed with feeling. "When I followed the Evil Emperor and Di Feng, I had no choice but to flatter them to protect myself. In truth, I never wished to do so. If life had not driven me to it, who would not want to be an upright deity? I simply had not encountered a wise lord. Only upon meeting Your Majesty today did I learn what a wise lord truly looked like. From now on, I will no longer flatter Your Majesty."

Su Yun's Spiritual Nature and physical body both felt wonderfully at ease. He smiled. "Fellow Daoist, there is no need for this before me. Don't mention 'Your Majesty' again. I... I will not proclaim myself emperor!"

Yingying clutched her head in frustration. "Scholar, can't you tell he was flattering you just now?"

Su Yun said carelessly, "Yingying, don't slander a good person."

Smoke practically poured from Yingying's seven orifices. "Su Daqiang, you're already showing signs of becoming a foolish ruler!"

Ling Ji said, "Miss Yingying's caution is not without reason. Your Majesty... Holy Emperor Su may be the leader of the Seventh Immortal Realm, but the beginning of any great undertaking is fraught with hardship. He needs someone like Miss Yingying—upright and incorruptible, bold yet meticulous—to assist him before he can achieve a great cause."

Yingying immediately felt much more comfortable and smiled. "I didn't expect you to have some discernment after all."

Thus, the two of them both fell completely.

Su Yun brought the twelve Old Gods back to Ganquan Garden. As he enjoyed