After Ao Qing logged off, Xuan Mo logged off as well. Well, as the dignified Heavenly Emperor, he still had to make arrangements when an expert wanted to join the Heavenly Court. That was more important than playing games, and Xuan Mo knew how to distinguish priorities.
Before long, a flash of azure light passed by, and the spirit official guarding the hall shouted from outside, "Ao Qing, son of the Azure Dragon Saint Venerable, requests an audience outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall."
Xuan Mo laughed heartily and said, "Let him in." Then he turned to the Great White Star and said, "I haven't been a Heavenly Emperor for nothing, have I? Playing games every day doesn't mean I'm neglecting my duties. See? I even got an expert to pledge allegiance to the Heavenly Court while playing."
The Great White Star stroked his beard and said, "Indeed, Your Majesty is just like the Mystic Emperor back then—a Bear Child. But when it comes to serious matters, you never muddle them."
Far away, Xuanxiao, who was cultivating on the Nine Profound Continent, sneezed and thought, Who the hell is missing me? Whatever. I'd better cultivate properly first.
Back in the Heavenly Court, after Ao Qing entered the hall, he said, "Your Majesty, you probably have a clear idea of my cultivation and abilities by now, right? I want to join the Combat Department. What are the rules?"
Xuan Mo coughed and said, "The Combat Department? Well, you'll have to ask Doumu Yuanjun about that. She's my Old Father's junior sister, so I can't manage it."
When Saint Mother Jin Ling heard this, she said, "If you want to join the Combat Department, being the son of the Azure Dragon Saint Venerable isn't enough. We'll have to see how you fight. Why