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Since Emperor Donghua ascended the throne, he has been handling government affairs in Jiuxiao Palace and rewarding the heroes in the war between gods and demons. On this day, he once again summoned many immortals, demons and gods in Jiuxiao Palace.

The hall was solemn and dignified, with a heavy atmosphere. Emperor Donghua sat on a high throne, looking at the immortals below. His eyes were deep and majestic, making people dare not look directly at him.

The first to come forward was the leader of the demon tribe. He saluted respectfully to the emperor, and then presented a memorial, asking the emperor to grant them more territory and resources. After pondering for a moment, the emperor said that he would consider their request, but at the same time reminded them to abide by the rules of heaven and not to provoke war again.

Next came the generals of the gods, who reported their achievements in the war between gods and demons and asked the emperor for rewards. The emperor praised their bravery and loyalty and bestowed on them rich treasures and honorary titles.

Finally, it was the turn of the demon tribe representatives. They presented precious jewels and exotic spiritual objects to express their respect to the emperor. The emperor accepted their gifts with a smile and said that he would protect the safety and prosperity of the demon tribe.

After summoning everyone, Emperor Donghua announced that he would hold a grand banquet and invite all the heroes to celebrate the victory together. Everyone cheered and expressed their gratitude.

Following the emperor's order, the servants began to get busy, preparing food and drinks for the banquet. The music sounded, the dancers danced gracefully, and the entire Jiuxiao Palace was filled with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.

During this feast, the immortals enjoyed the food, exchanged their thoughts and shared their joy. They deeply admired the Emperor's benevolence and wisdom and believed that under his leadership, the world would usher in a better future.

After the banquet, Donghua returned to the bedroom with a heavy heart and sat on a chair tiredly. He had been thinking about how to reward the emperor in the past two days, which gave him a headache. Just as he was lost in thought, Jiaojiao walked out of the bedroom lightly. She gently stretched out her hand, gently placed it on Donghua's forehead, and gently massaged his temples, trying to relieve his headache.

Donghua closed his eyes, feeling Jiaojiao's warm palm and gentle massage, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed. Jiaojiao's movements were gentle and delicate, as if they could be transmitted through his skin to the depths of his heart, making him feel endless care and love.

As Jiaojiao massaged him, Donghua's thoughts gradually calmed down. He looked at the woman in front of him with gratitude, and a warm current surged in his heart. In this complicated world, only she could bring him a moment of peace and comfort.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao." Donghua said softly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

Jiaojiao smiled slightly, with deep affection in her eyes: "You're welcome, Xiao Shitou. I know you've been very busy recently, and I hope this can help you relax."

Donghua gently held Jiaojiao's hand, pulled her closer, and asked her to sit next to him. The two smiled at each other, and the feelings between them did not need to be expressed in words, everything was self-evident.

At this moment, Donghua felt that all his troubles had left him, leaving only the warmth and tranquility between him and Jiaojiao. The time they spent together, whether it was laughter or tears, was so precious.

"It's great to have you, Jiaojiao." Donghua said with emotion.

Jiaojiao leaned on Donghua's shoulder and smiled and said, "Me too, Little Stone. We will always be together and face all the challenges in life together."

In this quiet moment, Donghua and Jiaojiao's hearts are closely connected. They know that no matter what difficulties they will encounter in the future, as long as they support each other, they will be able to overcome everything.

“But Jiaojiao, can you please stop calling me Little Stone? It’s really not respectful.” Donghua said a little aggrievedly, his handsome eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his voice carried a hint of coquettishness and helplessness.

He looked at the woman in front of him with eyes full of affection and doting, but he couldn't help but express a little dissatisfaction with this title. Although he didn't mind being called affectionately by her, every time he heard this title, he always felt that he was not mature enough in front of her.

He gently held her hand and caressed it tenderly, trying to convey his inner feelings in this way. He hoped that she could understand his feelings and stop calling him by the name that made him feel a little embarrassed. However, he also knew that this was just a small request and would not have much impact on the deep feelings between them.

"Isn't it more intimate if I call you Little Stone? Should I call you Donghua?" Jiaojiao asked. She blinked and a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if challenging Donghua's bottom line.

Donghua frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his emotions and responded coldly: "Call me whatever you want." He secretly muttered to himself that this woman was getting more and more presumptuous, daring to call him by his name like this. However, he could do nothing about it, after all, the person in front of him was the woman he loved deeply.

Seeing this, Jiaojiao smiled triumphantly, with a bright light in her eyes. She approached Donghua and said mischievously, "Okay, little stone~"

Donghua sighed helplessly, feeling helpless and amused by her actions. He knew that no one could stop Jiaojiao from doing what she wanted to do. He could only accept it silently.

"What do you think I should reward them with?" Donghua asked while hugging Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao looked at him puzzledly: "What's the matter? Why are you asking this suddenly? But did anyone tell you something?" She couldn't help but become curious. Could it be that the old guy Bai Zhi was doing something behind her back again?

Donghua looked at Jiaojiao, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "I was just asking casually." He gently stroked Jiaojiao's hair, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that Donghua refused to speak, Jiaojiao stopped asking. She knew that Donghua always had his own sense of propriety. Since he didn't want to talk, there must be a reason. So she changed the subject and said, "Little Stone, why don't we go to Bihai Cangling together?"

"Are you bored lately?" Donghua looked at Jiaojiao and said, "Wait for the reward before we go back to Bi Hai Cang Ling, shall we? I have scheduled a grand court meeting the day after tomorrow, and I have to reward them, otherwise we really won't be able to rest."

"Well, you've been busy since you became the Emperor." Jiaojiao sighed helplessly. She knew that the Emperor was shouldering the responsibility and mission of the entire Four Seas and Eight Wastelands, but sometimes she also hoped that he could spend more time with her. Although she also understood the Emperor's busyness, she still couldn't help complaining: "You weren't so busy before! Now you don't even have time to accompany me."

Donghua smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Jiaojiao in his arms, and said softly: "When I'm done with this busy period, I will definitely accompany you. This time when we go back, we will stay in Bihai Cangling for a while. There will be only the two of us there, and we can enjoy our world together."

After hearing this, Jiaojiao felt much better. She leaned into Donghua's arms and said coquettishly, "Then you must keep your word!"

Donghua nodded, pinched Jiaojiao's nose lovingly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, when have I ever lied to you?" After that, he lowered his head and gently kissed Jiaojiao's forehead, his eyes full of love.

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In the splendid and solemn Heavenly Palace above the nine heavens, clouds and mists lingered, and auspicious auras were everywhere. Emperor Donghua sat at the first seat, with a majestic figure and a stern face, but with supreme majesty. The gods below stood respectfully, full of expectation and awe. The entire Heavenly Palace was filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere, waiting for the Emperor's reward.

"Mo Yuan, you have made great military achievements and are extremely wise. You have made great contributions to the Celestial Clan many times. Today, I appoint you as the Celestial Clan's God of War, guarding Kunlun Ruins and Yingzhou Island, which is where the spiritual energy between heaven and earth converges, and is also a key strategic location. You shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the peace of the Celestial Clan, and at the same time, you are the monarch of the Western Wilderness. I hope that you can use your wisdom, courage, and benevolence to ensure the peace of the Western Wilderness, so that the people can live and work in peace, without suffering from war or being disturbed by evil spirits." Mo Yuan, dressed in white armor, took a steady step forward and bowed his hands to express his gratitude. "Mo Yuan will live up to the emperor's trust and work hard until his death." His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were as firm as torches, and his resolute eyes were full of determination to protect the world.

"Yaoguang, your bravery and your good fighting skills have long been known throughout the world. Now you command thirty-six war departments and are the monarch of the Northern Wilderness. The Northern Wilderness is vast and the situation is complicated. You need to use your courage and strategy to rectify military discipline, resist foreign enemies, and ensure peace and stability in the Northern Wilderness. Don't let this emperor down!" Yaoguang was dressed in golden armor, shining in the light. He saluted with his fists clasped, his voice as loud as a bell, "Yaoguang thanks the emperor for his trust. I will do my best and live up to my mission!" The heroic oath echoed in the Heavenly Palace, making people's hearts surge.

"Zheyan, you are an ancient god, highly respected, skilled in medicine, and compassionate. You are now the ancestor of the bird tribe and the monarch of the Eastern Wasteland. The Eastern Wasteland is a rich land with many bird tribes. You should use your wisdom and kindness to guide the bird tribe to coexist harmoniously, make the Eastern Wasteland prosperous, and become a model for the four seas and eight wastelands." Zheyan smiled slightly, with a bit of ease and calmness in his smile. He bowed his hands, his tone calm but firm, "Zheyan thanks the emperor, and will do his best to live up to your expectations."

“Shao Wan, the demons have always been brave and warlike, and you are brave, fearless, and wise. Today, I appoint you as the Demon Lord of the Demon Tribe, and you will command the Southern Wilderness. The Southern Wilderness is vast and rich in resources, but it is also full of challenges. You need to use your strength and leadership to govern the demon territory, so that the demon people can live and work in peace and coexist peacefully with other races.” Shao Wan, dressed in red, looked heroic. She bowed her hands to accept the order, “Shao Wan will live up to the emperor’s high hopes and make the Southern Wilderness a glorious place for the demons!” Her eyes burned with passion and determination.

"Qingcang of the Wing Clan, your strength should not be underestimated. I will now appoint you as the Wing Lord and command the Northeastern Wasteland. The Northeastern Wasteland is in a dangerous terrain and has a heavy responsibility. You should abide by your duties and must not have any delusions and provoke war. If you can abide by the law and keep the area safe, the emperor will reward you according to your merits." Qingcang knelt down to thank him, and his words were respectful. "Qingcang thanks the emperor for his grace. I will follow the emperor's teachings and protect the Northeastern Wasteland."

"Bai Zhi, you are the leader of the fox tribe, and you are both kind and virtuous. You are named the Fox Lord and command the Northwest Wasteland. Although the Northwest Wasteland is vast and sparsely populated, it also has its own unique features. You need to lead the people of the fox tribe to expand the territory and develop prosperity. Protect the heritage and peace of the fox tribe." Bai Zhi bowed and saluted, thanking the emperor for his kindness. "Bai Zhi will do his best to seek the welfare of the Northwest Wasteland and the future of the fox tribe."

"The Southeastern Wasteland of the Demon Clan will be temporarily taken over by Zhonglin. Zhonglin, you must fulfill your duties and wait for Bai Ze to come, and then Bai Ze will take charge. During this period, you must maintain stability and order in the Southeastern Wasteland." Zhonglin stepped out to receive the order, his expression solemn, "Zhonglin will live up to his mission, wait for Bai Ze to come, and smoothly hand over."

"The underworld is located in the southwest wilderness. This emperor will decide for the time being. It will be handed over to Hades after he comes to the world. There are many complicated matters here. We need to handle them with caution and not be negligent in the slightest." The gods responded in unison, indicating that they would follow the emperor's orders.

"As for Jiaojiao, you are kindhearted and love flowers. Become the flower god and make the world full of flowers. Add gorgeous colors to the world and bring vitality and beauty." Jiaojiao was wearing a pink dress and looked beautiful. She bowed and her voice was as clear as a nightingale. "Jiaojiao thanks the emperor. I am willing to protect the flowers in the world with my whole life."

Emperor Donghua nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the gods below, "Today's reward is for the stability and prosperity of the four seas and eight wildernesses. I hope that everyone will perform their duties and jointly protect the peace and order of this world. Anyone who is negligent or derelict in his duty will be severely punished!"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. We will live up to your expectations!" The sound resounded through the sky, as if the oath had turned into eternal power, guarding the peace and prosperity of the world.

After the reward ceremony, the gods each received orders and left, ready to go to their own territories to start a new mission.

Mo Yuan returned to Kunlun Ruins and immediately summoned all his disciples to deploy defenses. He knew that he had a heavy responsibility, not only to protect this fairyland, but also to ensure that the people of the Western Wasteland were free from the suffering of war. He personally inspected the border, strengthened fortifications, and trained the heavenly soldiers, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Yaoguang quickly reorganized the thirty-six war departments and formulated strict military discipline and training plans. He went deep into various parts of the Northern Wilderness to understand the people's sentiments, discussed development strategies with local tribal leaders, and was committed to making the Northern Wilderness a prosperous and strong land.

When Zheyan returned to the East Desert, he first met with the elders of the bird tribe to discuss how to promote the reproduction and development of the bird tribe. He used his medical skills to treat illnesses and injuries for the people, winning their love and respect.

Shao Wan returned to the Southern Wilderness. Faced with the complex situation within the demon clan, she suppressed the rebellion with tough measures. At the same time, she implemented a series of reform measures to encourage production, promote trade, and gradually improve the lives of the demon clan.

In the Northeastern Wilderness, Qingcang carefully handled relations with the surrounding tribes, strengthened the Wing Tribe's own construction, and worked hard to enhance the Wing Tribe's strength and status.

In the northwest wilderness, Bai Zhi led the fox tribe to reclaim wasteland, develop agriculture and commerce, and establish friendly relations with other tribes.

He returned to the Southeast Desert and managed affairs diligently, waiting for the day when Bai Ze would be born.

Emperor Donghua, on the other hand, always pays attention to the developments of all parties, coordinates the overall situation, and ensures the stability and development of the entire world.

Under this new pattern, the world gradually became prosperous. People lived and worked in peace and contentment, and exchanges and cooperation between different ethnic groups became increasingly frequent. However, behind the peace, there were still various challenges and crises.

During a border conflict, a tribe in the Northern Wasteland had a fierce fight with foreign tribes. Yaoguang quickly led his troops to the scene and calmed the conflict with his wisdom, courage and decisiveness. He knew that peace was hard-won and must be maintained with strong strength and a fair attitude.

There were some voices in the demon tribe of the Southern Wasteland who opposed Shao Wan's reforms. Shao Wan did not back down. She suppressed the opposition with iron-blooded means and patiently explained the benefits of reform to everyone. After some efforts, the demon tribe finally reached a consensus and continued to develop in the direction of prosperity.

During the development of the bird tribe in the East Wasteland, they encountered natural disasters. Zheyan personally cast a spell to call the wind and rain to alleviate the disaster. At the same time, he organized the bird tribe members to help each other and overcome the difficulties together.

During these long years, the gods worked hard in their respective positions and devoted countless efforts and sweat for the peace and prosperity of the four seas and eight wildernesses. Their stories have become legends that have been passed down through the ages, inspiring generations of creatures.

However, the wheel of fate never stops turning. As time goes by, new crises quietly come.