Changing Clothes

In a dense forest, a handsome young boy was studying a simple map in his hand. The map depicted the final destination as the Star Dou Great Forest.

He looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with a well-proportioned figure. He wore simple, clean gray cloth clothes, and carried a small backpack. His short black hair looked neat and tidy.

Suddenly, the boy clutched his heart, his face contorting in pain.

"Huff... huff... why does it feel like I'm about to lose so much? How ridiculous, that I would even feel this way. I've already lost the most precious thing I had..."

The boy gasped for breath, muttering to himself. Recently, he'd been having this feeling, like he was going to lose a lot of things. But what did he even have left to lose now?

His face was filled with pain, and before he knew it, tears streamed down his cheeks.

The boy raised his tear-filled face, staring at the sun in the sky, completely ignoring the stinging sensation it brought.

If one looked closely, a faint halo flowed within the boy's blue eyes, making his gaze appear exceptionally clear.

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

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes held a firmness and a world-weariness that shouldn't exist at his age.

"Young Emperor, wake up quickly! Today is the clan assembly!"

At this moment, Ye Mo was curled up in his blankets, his bare hands being pulled by the little loli Qing Ling.

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

Ye Mo mumbled groggily, then yanked his exposed fair arm back.

He had been organizing the memories in his mind these past few days, and because his soul had been damaged, even though it had been nourished by the Life Water, he was still very weak, and Ye Mo had become lethargic.

"No way!"

Qing Ling was about to explode with anger. This was the clan assembly! This was the moment for you, Young Emperor, to awaken your Martial Soul! How could you still be sleeping on such an important day?!

Qing Ling puffed out her cheeks, glaring at Ye Mo. She covered her hands with soul power and yanked Ye Mo's blanket off.

"My heavens, Qing Ling, just let me be! I'm really tired!"

Ye Mo hugged his pillow, looking like he would rather die than get out of bed.

Qing Ling looked at Ye Mo's current appearance, feeling both annoyed and amused. The Young Emperor seemed to have changed a lot since waking up.

Thinking of this, Qing Ling shook her head, looking at Ye Mo with some helplessness, and said, "Young Emperor, if you don't get up, the clan leader will be angry."

Hearing the words "clan leader," Ye Mo couldn't help but shudder in his blankets. He had received no small amount of "care" from Hu Zixin these past few days.

"I heard our little Young Emperor is sleeping in?"

Coincidentally, at this moment, a clear but very pleasant voice came from outside the door.

Ye Mo jumped out of bed immediately, quickly putting on his clothes, and said, "Haha, how could I be sleeping in? Sleeping in is impossible, impossible in this lifetime."

Qing Ling: ...

Hu Zixin: ...

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

For Ye Mo, who had cultivated his shamelessness to the point of nonexistence in his previous life, the concept of "face" simply didn't exist.

Heart Tide Lake was located in the hinterlands of the Azure Hill Clan. The clan's Martial Soul awakening ceremony was held here every year, and it was usually quiet and deserted. But this year, it was unusually lively.

Basically, the entire clan had gathered near Heart Tide Lake. Everyone who came here had the same thought: to witness the Young Emperor's Martial Soul awakening.

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

"I said, it's just a Martial Soul awakening, there's no need to make it so solemn, right?"

The little loli Qing Ling rolled her eyes when she heard this and ignored Ye Mo. As the Young Emperor of the Azure Hill Clan, Ye Mo's Martial Soul awakening was something the entire Azure Hill Clan would witness, how could he not dress solemnly?

"Ouch, whose hand is that? Don't touch randomly!"

"Wait, where is this hand touching?"

"Holy crap, random touching is one thing, but don't touch down there!"

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

Ye Mo looked with tearful eyes at the group of maids around him who were choosing clothes for him. His integrity was gone just like that.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qing Ling, as Ye Mo's personal maid, also curiously reached out to touch Ye Mo's certain area. She quickly retracted her little hand, her entire little face flushed red.

"Creak."

The door to the room was pushed open heavily, and a figure rushed in hastily.

The maids who were randomly touching Ye Mo scattered around, choosing clothes. Most of the maids' little faces were flushed red.

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

Immediately after this figure, several guard-like men chased after her.

"I'm already in, and besides, why can't I come in when the Young Emperor is changing clothes?"

Leng Ning's tone was as cold as her name, making people shiver, as if she didn't have any emotions.

Ye Mo didn't notice that someone had barged in. Ye Mo was stunned by his own reflection in the mirror.

Purple, bewitching pupils, hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall. Although his small face carried a hint of childishness, it also possessed a touch of charm and domineering aura.

A pair of snow-white fox ears stood erect, giving him the appearance of a proud and aloof king.

A long, snow-white scarf wrapped around Ye Mo's neck without the slightest sense of incongruity, adding an air of mystery to his presence.

Isn't this just the juvenile version of the Thousand-Year Fox from that game? Ye Mo had been mostly sleeping these past few days due to his weakened soul state and the need to sort through the memories in his mind. He barely had any free time to check his appearance.

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

But Ye Mo never expected his appearance to be so similar to that of the Thousand-Year Fox.

"Young Emperor, Miss Leng Ning has arrived."

Qing Ling reminded the dazed Ye Mo from the side. Ever since their Young Emperor woke up, he had become somewhat vain. But just now... oh my, how embarrassing!

"Miss Leng Ning?"

The moment Ye Mo asked, he searched his mind for relevant memories. Then, Ye Mo's expression froze, as if sensing that something discordant was about to happen.

End of chapter