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"Replying to the God, that's exactly it. Princess Di told me that you wanted to summon me, and then led me to this dreamlike Peach Forest." Jiaojiao stood dignified and bowed deeply with full courtesy. Her delicate face was calm, as if she was an exquisite puppet with its soul taken away, and every move revealed a dullness.

The Supreme God Zheyan lazily leaned against the peach branch, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and took in Jiaojiao's performance. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: This little fox, seeing this Supreme God, was so dumbfounded, without any cleverness or flattery, it was really boring. Thinking of this, an indescribable feeling of depression surged in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he casually said: "Since you are here, then you should go and plow all the land in my peach forest. This Supreme God wants to plant new trees recently, so the land needs to be turned over."

After hearing this, Jiaojiao slowly raised her head. A trace of surprise and confusion flashed across her clear eyes. She wondered in her heart: What does this mean? If the gods have no intention of driving me away, why did they order me to do such rough work? Her slightly furrowed brows briefly destroyed the usual calmness on her face.

Zheyan saw her expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he deliberately frowned, with a bit of anger in his voice: "Why, you little fox, do you want to disobey the will of this God?" Zheyan himself felt that this behavior was quite abnormal. Normally, when he first met this little fox, he shouldn't be so difficult. But seeing her submissive look, he inexplicably added a bit of irritation in his heart, so he deliberately tormented her in various ways, as if only in this way could he vent the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

When Jiaojiao heard Zheyan's words, her heart was instantly covered by dark clouds, and she was speechless and helpless. She secretly complained that the request of this God was too unreasonable. She was just following the order of the princess, so why did she have to suffer such a torment? But she knew the identity and majesty of the God in front of her. Not to mention openly refutating, even a slight displeasure on her face could bring her disaster. So, she could only suppress her grievances and confusion in her heart, lowered her head respectfully, and replied softly: "I obey your command." After that, she slowly turned around and walked towards the land to be cultivated in the depths of the peach forest. Every step seemed heavy and helpless, and her back showed endless resignation.

Zheyan stared at Jiaojiao's receding figure, but the inexplicable annoyance in his heart did not diminish at all, but became more and more surging like a surging tide. He frowned and wondered what kind of magic this little fox had that could make him so upset? He was a great god who had experienced many changes in the world and had seen all kinds of storms, but why was he upset by this fledgling and seemingly dull little fox? This was really unreasonable, as if there was an invisible force at work. Although Zheyan was full of doubts and reluctance, he was also clearly aware that his emotions were almost out of control at the moment. If he allowed it to develop, it might lead to a disaster. So he gritted his teeth and endured the anxiety and confusion in his heart until Jiaojiao's figure completely disappeared at the end of the winding peach forest path, then he turned around and strode back to his house.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Zhe Yan couldn't wait to look serious, and began to calculate with his hands. His fingers were like those of a nimble dancer, crisscrossing and changing rapidly in the air, and every time he pinched his fingers, it seemed as if he was having a secret conversation with the thread of fate. The air in the room seemed to be infected by his solemn aura, becoming more and more oppressive and dull. Only the curl of incense rising from the incense burner on the table was still lingering slowly, as if in this silence, quietly waiting for the answer to a mystery about fate to be slowly revealed.

The wooden house of Zheyan was so quiet that only the slight fluttering of his sleeves could be heard. He looked solemn, and his ten fingers quickly turned over, and began to calculate the cause and effect between himself and Jiaojiao. His fingertips were like agile stars, drawing mysterious tracks in the void, and a series of spiritual lights flashed, as if communicating with the power of fate in the dark.

His eyes were deep and focused, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, he was muttering something, and the ancient obscure spells echoed in the room. However, as time passed, the originally clear lines of fate gradually became blurred, as if covered by an invisible mist. Zheyan became more and more anxious, and increased the output of spiritual power, trying to break through this obstacle.

But no matter how hard he tried, the fog not only did not dissipate, but became even thicker, hiding all possible causal clues. Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of Zheyan's forehead. He had never encountered such a difficult situation. In the past, he could see through everything, but now he encountered Waterloo in the cause and effect of this little fox.

Zheyan slowly put down his hands, looking at the cigarette that was still lingering without any indication, his heart was filled with shock and confusion. He had been in this world for a long time, relying on his profound spiritual power and exquisite calculation skills, he could easily see through many secret things in the past, but now, facing Jiaojiao, it seemed like he had hit an invisible and indestructible wall.

"How could this be? What is the origin of this little fox?" Zhe Yan muttered to himself, his heart was like a raging sea wave, constantly impacting his long-standing composure. He paced back and forth, and every step seemed to be stepping on his disordered thoughts. He began to doubt whether his ability was not as good as before, but when he tried to explore the fate of other things just now, it was still accurate. Only the cause and effect related to Jiaojiao seemed to be deliberately hidden by a power beyond his cognition.

"Could it be that some ancient power is behind the scenes, deliberately entangled the fate of this little fox with me, but does not want me to know? Or is it that this little fox itself is an existence that breaks the rules of heaven and earth, and is not bound by the calculation of fate?" Zhe Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of panic. He knew that there might be huge variables hidden behind the unknown, but he had no clue, just like a lonely boat lost in the darkness, unable to find the lighthouse to rely on. This feeling of being unable to control the situation made him feel unprecedented uneasiness and anxiety, and even a hint of fear grew in his heart. After all, in this world full of fantasy and mystery, the unknown often means unpredictable dangers.

"No, this matter is very strange and weird. We must not delay and must inform Donghua as soon as possible." Zheyan's face was solemn, and he thought to himself, "My body is no longer as strong as before. I'm afraid I can't withstand even the slightest disturbance. Today's inexplicable emotions are surging like a turbulent undercurrent. If I am not careful, I'm afraid that my old bones that have experienced the vicissitudes of life will be shattered into powder and turned into nothing in this undercurrent." He muttered to himself as he paced back and forth in the room, his footsteps hurried and his clothes fluttering.

Thinking of this, Zheyan did not dare to hesitate any longer. He calmed down, and quickly danced with his hands, forming a complex and mysterious seal. The faint blue light flickered and jumped on his fingertips, like a smart spirit. As the spell changed, he muttered something, and the obscure and ancient spell turned into invisible sound waves, echoing and circling in the house. In an instant, a dazzling light suddenly appeared, like a meteor that streaked across the sky, rushing towards the location of Emperor Donghua.

In this message, he described in detail all his abnormal behaviors today: the unexplained upset, the unreasonable troubles and inexplicable concern for the little fox Jiaojiao, and the strange experience of calculating the cause and effect but getting nothing. Every detail was engraved in it by Zheyan with his immortal magic, hoping that Emperor Donghua could use his extraordinary wisdom and unfathomable insight to unravel this tangled mystery, find the truth hidden behind the fog, and restore peace to the world.

Emperor Donghua, who was far away in Taichen Palace, was resting his mind with his eyes closed in a quiet room, with a fairy light all around him, as if he had merged with the world. Suddenly, a stream of light came rushing over with Zheyan's message, and he gently waved his slender fingers and took the letter into his hands. After reading the content, a trace of subtle solemnity flashed in Emperor Donghua's eyes as deep as the abyss of stars. Without stopping for a moment, his figure flashed, and he broke through the clouds like a purple lightning, rushing towards the direction of the Ten-mile Peach Forest. His speed was so fast that it seemed as if he had crossed the boundaries of time and space. Along the way, he did not even startle the sound of the wind, nor did he disturb the spiritual energy of the world, as if he was originally a shadow in this void.

In a flash, Emperor Donghua had quietly arrived in the depths of the Ten-Li Peach Forest. He walked steadily towards Zheyan's cabin, his noble purple robe fluttering in the wind without raising a single peach petal, as if the peach forest also knew the extraordinary person coming and did not dare to disturb him in the slightest.

"Zheyan, where is the little fox?" Emperor Donghua stepped into the wooden house, his voice as loud as a bell, yet with a hint of unquestionable majesty, his eyes as sharp as torches, taking in everything in the house in an instant.

"Hmm? Donghua, how come you came so quickly?" Zheyan was just pondering, startled by the sudden voice, looking up, his face full of surprise. In his impression, although Donghua was also enthusiastic, he always acted calmly and slowly. It was rare for him to be so resolute today.

"You old phoenix, do you really want to return to the chaos? If I don't come for such a major event, do I have to wait until you are reduced to ashes before I can take your precious tail feathers?" Emperor Donghua looked at Zheyan speechlessly, with both reproach and concern for his old friend's safety in his eyes. He knew very well how great the danger was if he couldn't figure out the cause and effect, but Zheyan was still so careless at this moment, which really made him angry and helpless. Zheyan was completely unaware of the danger that was coming.

"Donghua, why are you always like this? You mentioned in a few words that I want to return to the chaos. Can't you expect anything good from me?" Zheyan frowned, his face full of displeasure. He was extremely dissatisfied with Donghua's words.

"Isn't it the truth? Your brain is often confused and its capacity is pitifully small. Shouldn't you return to chaos early instead of adding unnecessary troubles to this world?" Emperor Donghua opened his thin lips, his words were as sharp as knives, and as venomous as ever.

"You... forget it. I won't argue with you." Zheyan was choked and speechless. He knew that he would never get the upper hand in an argument with Donghua, so he could only flick his sleeves helplessly. The movement was soft and powerless, without any of his former momentum. He just wanted to vent his anger.

"That little fox is plowing the field in the peach forest." Zheyan pretended to be calm and said nonchalantly.

"You have done a smart thing. I'll go and take a look." After saying that, Donghua's figure flashed, and his magic was unleashed. He instantly transformed into the appearance of Zheyan. With his sleeves fluttering, he walked towards the depths of the peach forest, wanting to find out what was going on with the plowed land.

Emperor Donghua, incarnated as Zheyan, looked like a leisurely idler, with each step being in the rhythm of the peach forest, and he walked slowly towards the plowed land. In the peach forest, petals fell in all directions, but his eyes were only fixed on the busy figure.

At this time, Jiaojiao was concentrating on using magic to turn the land. She was light and graceful, her hands dancing elegantly, and the magic formula flowed out from her slender fingertips like a spirit snake, flashing with faint light and sinking into the land accurately. As the magic formula drove, the soil was like an awakened giant beast, slowly turning over, making a low "rustling" sound.

Donghua saw this and raised his lips in a meaningful arc. He said in a leisurely voice, "Little fox, my peach forest is not ordinary. Don't think you can just turn it over casually. The soil needed to plant peach trees must be extremely soft and fertile, just like a carefully cooked delicacy. A slight mistake will lead to a huge mistake. Tell me, can you really do this well?"

Jiaojiao was instantly furious and cursed inwardly, "This damned Zheyan is simply a blind old phoenix. I only came here on the orders of the princess and have no grudges against him, but I was treated so harshly for no reason. Zhenzhen is so delicate, but he was reluctant to let her get stained with dirt, and dragged an innocent person like me to do hard labor. Zhenzhen is really an old fool, and he deserves to be plotted against for doing this."

The resentment in his heart was like a surging river, flowing endlessly: "Humph, just wait and see. When I hatch the little phoenix, I will teach her carefully and let her grow up to be extremely intelligent and graceful. By then, I will make her take the title of the ancestor of the bird tribe from this old phoenix, and see how he can still show off in front of me. I must vent my anger and relieve the hatred in my heart."

Thinking of the hard work at hand, he could not help but complain: "This ground is as hard as iron and stone. It takes so much effort to turn it over, but this old man is still supervising me. It's so annoying. What sin have I committed to deserve this punishment? If I have the chance, I will definitely stay away from this place."

Emperor Donghua quietly started to read her mind. As soon as he approached Jiaojiao, the inner words that surged like a tide poured into his consciousness without any hindrance. His expression did not change, but a hint of interest flashed in his deep eyes. Without making a sound, he looked at Jiaojiao carefully with a sharp gaze. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant black, her eyes were like stars, her skin was whiter than snow, and she was extremely beautiful and elegant. Her face seemed calm and calm, revealing a bit of calmness and grandeur, but she never expected that her inner world was like a noisy stage, with all kinds of thoughts coming one after another, and it was very lively. This unique contrast left Emperor Donghua with a very deep first impression of Jiaojiao, and also made him more curious about the identity and origin of this little fox.