The Drill Begins, the Yellow Robe Draped Upon Him!

At the same time, in the Hall of Myriad Spirits where Great Yu's Empress Chu Ge resided.

The palace walls of the Hall of Myriad Spirits were engraved with countless lifelike living creatures. At night, no lamps were needed; they drew in the spiritual radiance from the Map of Mountains and Rivers and illuminated the imperial quarters.

Led by the empress's personal maid, a young man entered through the palace walls.

The young man's body was stiff. As he walked, he resembled a lifeless wooden puppet, with a small red mole between his brows.

"Old friends meeting need not stand on ceremony. Bring him a seat."

Empress Chu Ge looked casual as she dismissed the maid.

"Your Majesty still remembers our old friendship. I am deeply honored and terrified."

The young man was at a loss, kneeling rigidly on the ground and not daring to rise.

Empress Chu Ge looked at him and said faintly, "Now that you have put on human skin, are you so reluctant to tear it off?"

The young man stiffened at those words, and his expression gradually turned cold. He smiled.

"Have you not also been acting before others for all these years, Your Majesty? You even seem to enjoy it. I was merely curious at first, but now I find it somewhat interesting."

"I did not summon you here to discuss this."

The lifeless beauty of Empress Chu Ge's face turned cold.

It was not the coldness of cruelty, but like a stone statue standing in an abyss.

"Then was it to reminisce?"

The young man could not hide a trace of mockery. "To recall how we returned from the upper realm, reshaped the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, slew those gods, each took our respective duties, and established the first dynasty? I taught