"Mother, bear with the stench. I'm here to fertilise you."
" Watering is not nutritious. Your son will fertilize you every day. "
"Mother, you must grow taller quickly. You don't have to praise your son. This is what a son should do."
"If you insist on praising me, there's no need to go too far. Our son will be proud." The little Emperor's brows curved, already beginning to imagine the beautiful future that his parents praised.
A large ladle of fat was poured into the grass.
Xie Yu saw this from afar and frowned."Your Majesty, pour it from head to toe. It's more nutritious."
"Someone is coming. Hurry up."
The little Emperor paused. He seemed to have heard a roar.
He also seemed to hear retching sounds.
The originally invisible spirit gathering array under his feet suddenly erupted with a dazzling light.
The little Emperor stood in the middle of the array, holding a dung ladle, looking especially innocent.
