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Emperor Donghua stood straight with a stern look, but a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead. He waved his hands rapidly, and the complex spells were continuously injected into the Sansheng Stone like a spirit snake. The dark blue light flickered and wandered on the stone surface, as if exploring some world-class secret. At this moment, his heart was full of anxiety and doubts: "Why is the name of Jiaojiao nowhere to be found? Since my name has appeared, she must be someone who is destined to be with me. How can I search for her in vain?"

His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry, staring at every inch of the Sansheng Stone, not missing any possible place, just to find out Jiaojiao's name. The Sansheng Stone was the witness of the fate of marriage between heaven and earth. Now his name was clearly engraved on it, which meant that his destined other half must exist in a corner of this world.

Thinking of this, Donghua's mind seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and the figure of the clever and cunning little fox emerged in an instant. Her laughter, her anger, and everything about her, all surged into his mind like a tide. Emperor Donghua thought to himself: "When did this little fox occupy such a position in my heart? In the past, I thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't expect it to become an attachment that I can't let go of." His mind also suddenly became clear: the rest of his life is long, and what he wants, thinks, and hopes for in his heart is only bright.

Until this moment, he was willing to face the depths of his heart. The little fox, who had no idea when and how, had quietly entered his world, and played wantonly in the softest part of his heart, like a burning flame, disturbing his loneliness and tranquility for a thousand years. He, Emperor Donghua, had always been cold and indifferent, but he had never expected that he would really fall in love with the little fox. This love was ardent and resolute, like a raging fire, which was difficult to extinguish once it was ignited, and there was no room for anyone else in this world except her.

Beside the Three Lives Stone, hostility was rampant, and all the immortals gathered here, but they were all attracted by the actions of Emperor Donghua. Emperor Donghua was majestic, with immortal light lingering around him. The dark blue magic light was continuously injected into the mysterious Three Lives Stone. His face was as cold as frost, and there was only concentration and eagerness in his deep eyes, as if there were only him and the Three Lives Stone in front of him in this world.

The immortals looked at each other in bewilderment, exchanging puzzled glances, all confused by the Emperor Donghua's move. They could only stand there blankly, watching the Emperor constantly searching in front of the Three Lives Stone, secretly speculating in their hearts, but they could never guess what the Emperor was looking for. There seemed to be a faint glow on the Three Lives Stone, but it seemed to hide endless secrets that were hard to fathom.

Seeing this, the doubts in the heart of the Heavenly Monarch grew wildly like weeds. After much hesitation, he could no longer suppress his curiosity. He slightly adjusted his clothes, looked solemn, took a step forward, and respectfully saluted the Emperor Donghua. After the ceremony, he asked softly, "Emperor, what are you looking for?" There was a hint of caution in his voice, for fear of angering the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

Emperor Donghua seemed to have not heard it, and did not even raise his eyes to look at it. His noble figure was like a towering fairy mountain, and he did not move at all. He just waved his sleeves lightly, and the seemingly careless action instantly triggered a powerful force. The force was like a surging wave, carrying the fierce fairy magic, like an angry beast, and suddenly threw the emperor aside. "Go away. Don't disturb me." The emperor's voice was as cold as ice, without any warmth, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, making all the immortals present shudder.

The Emperor is the master of heaven and earth, with an extremely respected status. He has dominated the order of the world since the beginning of chaos. He has always been self-sufficient and has a fairy-like temperament. He never easily uses his fairy power. This is because all the affairs in the world are like passing clouds and smoke to him. Nothing has ever stirred up the slightest ripple in his heart and moved him. He just looks down at the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of all things in the world from a high place, as if he is detached from everything. But now, the persistent exploration in front of the Three Lives Stone makes the immortals feel that the Emperor must have something very important in his heart, which can make him lose his composure like this. The secret hidden in the heart of the Emperor is like a huge mystery, lingering in the hearts of the immortals, and arousing their curiosity.