Changing Clothes

In a dense forest, a handsome boy studied a simple map in his hands. The destination marked on it was the Star Dou Great Forest.

He looked eleven or twelve years old. His build was well-proportioned, and his plain gray clothes were spotless. A small bundle was slung across his back, while his short black hair made him look neat and capable.

Suddenly, the boy clutched his chest, pain appearing on his face.

"Why does it feel like I'm about to lose so many things? How ridiculous... I can still have this feeling, even though I've already lost the most precious thing I had."

The boy panted heavily and muttered to himself. This feeling had been appearing often lately, as though he was about to lose many things. But what did he still have left to lose?

Pain filled his face, and before he realized it, tears had already streamed down his cheeks.

The boy raised his tear-streaked face and stared at the sun in the sky, completely ignoring the stinging pain it brought.

If one looked closely, a faint glow flowed through his blue eyes, making his gaze seem exceptionally clear.

"Mother, don't worry. I, Huo Yuhao, will definitely become a powerful Soul Master."

Huo Yuhao's eyes held determination and a weatheredness that should not have existed at his age.

"Young Emperor, get up already! Today is the clan assembly!"

At that moment, Ye Mo was curled up beneath the blankets. His hands, exposed outside the covers, were being tugged by the little girl Qing Ling.

"What's the rush? It's not like I'm not going. Let me sleep for another half hour."

Ye Mo spoke groggily, then pulled his fair arm back beneath the covers.

Over the past few days, he had been sorting through the memories in his mind. Furthermore, his soul had been damaged. Though Life Water had nourished him, he was still weak, and Ye Mo had become increasingly sleepy.

"No!"

Qing Ling was practically about to explode with anger. This was the clan assembly! It was the moment for the Young Emperor to awaken his martial soul! On such an important day, he still wanted to sleep?

Qing Ling puffed out her cheeks and glared at Ye Mo. Soul Power covered her hands as she yanked away his blanket.

"Oh, come on, Qing Ling, just let me go. I'm really tired."

Ye Mo hugged his pillow again, looking utterly determined not to get out of bed.

Qing Ling looked at Ye Mo and found him both irritating and amusing. Ever since the Young Emperor had awakened, his personality seemed to have changed quite a bit.

Thinking this, Qing Ling shook her head and said helplessly, "Young Emperor, if you don't get up now, the Clan Chief will get angry."

The moment he heard the words "Clan Chief," Ye Mo shuddered beneath the blanket. Over the past few days, he had received no small amount of Hu Zixin's "care."

"I heard our little Young Emperor likes to sleep in?"

By coincidence, a cold yet pleasant voice came from outside the door at that moment.

Ye Mo leaped out of bed and hurriedly began dressing. "Haha, how could I possibly sleep in? Sleeping in is impossible. I could never sleep in for the rest of my life."

Qing Ling:

Hu Zixin:

Qing Ling and Hu Zixin: As the Young Emperor of the Azure Hill Clan, where is your dignity?

For Ye Mo, who had cultivated his shamelessness to the point where his face barely mattered in his previous life, dignity simply did not exist.

Heart Tide Lake was located deep within the Azure Hill Clan's territory. The clan's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony was held there every year. It had always been quiet in previous years, but this year was exceptionally lively.

Practically the entire clan had gathered around Heart Tide Lake. Everyone had come for the same reason: to witness the Young Emperor awaken his martial soul.

And now, their protagonist was surrounded by a group of beautiful young maidens in a luxurious room.

"I'm just awakening my martial soul. Is there really any need to make such a big deal out of it?"

The little girl Qing Ling rolled her eyes at his words and ignored him. As the Young Emperor of the Azure Hill Clan, Ye Mo's martial soul awakening would be witnessed by all of Azure Hill. How could he possibly dress casually?

"Ow, whose hand is that? Stop touching me!"

"Wait, where is that hand going?"

"Damn it, touching me everywhere is bad enough. Don't touch down there too!"

"Wuwuwu, I don't want to live anymore."

Ye Mo looked tearfully at the maids around him, who were choosing clothes for him. Had his integrity really been lost just like that?

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qing Ling, Ye Mo's personal maid, curiously reached toward a certain part of him as well. She quickly pulled her little hand back, her entire face turning bright red.

Creak.

The door was shoved open, and a figure hurried inside.

The maids who had been groping Ye Mo scattered around the room to select clothes. Most of their little faces were flushed red.

"Miss Leng Ning, the Young Emperor is changing clothes. You can't go in."

Several guards rushed after her.

"I'm already inside. Besides, why can't I enter just because the Young Emperor is changing clothes?"

Leng Ning's tone was as cold as her name, making people shiver as though she possessed no emotion at all.

Ye Mo did not notice that someone had barged in. At that moment, he was utterly stunned by his reflection in the mirror.

His bewitching purple eyes, hair cascading down his back like a waterfall, and face that still carried childish immaturity all combined with an air of wicked charm and dominance.

A pair of snow-white fox ears stood straight up, making him resemble a proud and solitary king.

A long snow-white scarf wrapped around Ye Mo's neck without the slightest incongruity, adding a mysterious aura to him.

Wasn't this the child version of the Millennial Fox from Honor of Kings? Ye Mo had spent the past few days either sleeping because his soul was weak or sorting through the memories in his mind. He had not had the time to look at his own appearance.

Before this, Ye Mo knew that he had a pair of fox ears. After all, as the Young Emperor of the Azure Hill Clan, how could he possibly not have fox ears?

But Ye Mo had never expected his appearance to be so similar to the Millennial Fox's.

"Young Emperor, Miss Leng Ning has arrived."

Qing Ling reminded the absentminded Ye Mo from the side. Since awakening, her Young Emperor had become somewhat vain as well. But what happened just now... how embarrassing.

"Miss Leng Ning?"

As Ye Mo asked, he searched through the relevant memories in his mind. Then his expression froze, as though he sensed that something discordant was about to happen.