The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

"Master, what happened?" Wuxin waited until Emperor Donghua withdrew his spiritual consciousness before asking.

"It's a piece of black iron that's been stained with demonic energy. We can't touch it for the time being." Emperor Donghua said.

"Why?" Wu Xin asked in confusion. Isn't it just a piece of black iron with demonic energy? He can solve it without the help of Emperor Donghua.

“These mutants are controlled by that piece of black iron. If we deal with it now, it will cause the mutants to riot.” Emperor Donghua explained to Wuxin patiently.

"So that's how it is!" Wuxin obviously understood what he meant. Emperor Donghua didn't want to get involved in things other than the mission.

Otherwise, with his strength, he could easily get rid of this group of mutants, and there would be no need to wait until the mountain guardian’s skills were perfected. Alas, the way of heaven in this world is simply a waste of talent!

Since the matter had been investigated clearly, the two did not stay for long and went directly in the direction of the mountain guard.

I saw a boy about eleven or twelve years old practicing swordplay on the snow.

"Is he the mountain guardian who regains his youth every four years as mentioned by Heaven?" Wuxin asked with interest as he looked at the young man dancing with the sword skillfully.

"Yes." Emperor Donghua responded.

"Who is it?!" Xue Chongzi was keenly aware of the gazes being cast upon him. He looked around warily but found nothing unusual. Just as he was frowning in suspicion, a voice came from above his head.

"Kid, look up." Wuxin said with interest.

Xue Chongzi was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound. He saw a man in purple clothes and white hair and a very handsome... monk floating in the air.

"Who are you?" Xue Chongzi held the knife in his hand across his chest and looked at the two men with great vigilance.

"Kid, we mean no harm. You don't need to be so alert." Wuxin slowly floated down and stood steadily in front of Xue Chongzi.

Xue Chongzi didn't say anything, but stared at him with inquiring eyes, as if he wanted to see clearly how he could float in the air for so long.

"Are you curious about how I float in the air?" Wuxin asked with a smile. Xue Chongzi has been staying in the Snow Palace all year round and has never left the back mountain. He has a simple mind and all his emotions are shown on his face, which makes it clear at a glance.

Although Xue Zhongzi was a little hesitant, she still nodded honestly.

"Because we are gods." Wuxin said seriously.

"God?" Xue Chongzi looked Wuxin up and down, somewhat unconvinced. He turned his gaze to the sky, only to find that the man in purple clothes and white hair who was originally floating in the air was gone. He was shocked.

"Looking for my master?"

Wuxin's leisurely voice sounded in his ears, startling Xue Chongzi. Only then did he realize that Wuxin had been leaning over and looking at him at some point.

"Hahahaha~~, kid, you're so funny!" Wuxin couldn't help laughing when he saw Xue Chongzi who was frightened by him.

Although she was ridiculed, Xue Chongzi did not react much. She just looked at him with clear eyes.

"Ahem~" Being looked at by such a pair of pure eyes, Wu Xin almost thought that he had done something unforgivable. He could only stop laughing and quickly change the subject, "My master is sitting behind you."

Xue Chongzi turned around hesitantly, and sure enough, he saw the man in purple clothes and white hair sitting in a pavilion not far away, making tea.

Making tea? Xue Chongzi's eyes widened. Where did he get the tea set?

"Come here." Emperor Donghua poured the tea and then called the two over.

"Let's go, kid." Seeing Xue Chongzi still standing there in a daze, Wu Xin could only push him gently.

After Xue Chongzi came to his senses, he hesitated for a while before slowly following Wuxin.