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"You—" Yao Guang was rendered speechless by Dong Hua's words. Her red lips moved for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a rebuttal.

"I'm telling you two, why do you always seem like natural enemies, always arguing the moment you meet? Would it hurt to have a nice conversation?" Jiaojiao tilted her head, looking at the sulking Yaoguang, then at the nonchalant Donghua, her face full of confusion.

"What else could it be? It's just that some old immortals have lived too long and are bored, so they have to find someone to bicker with to relieve their boredom." Yao Guang snorted coldly, slandering without any politeness. "Besides, Donghua has never been merciful with his mouth since he was born. He's very venomous."

"Alright." Mo Yuan raised his hand and cast a cleansing spell on himself. A flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and all the dust around him disappeared. He spoke in a deep voice, interrupting the tense atmosphere in time, "Weren't we supposed to be discussing serious matters? How did we end up going off-topic?"

Yao Guang composed herself, pondered for a moment, and then her expression turned serious: "In my opinion, the only option right now is to strike first. Zi Tong is still trapped there, and we can't let him guard that dangerous place forever. Besides, we also need to take back what rightfully belongs to us."

She paused, then added, "Especially that blood pool; as long as it remains, it will be a major threat."

“The current situation has long since deviated from its original course.” Jiaojiao nestled in Donghua’s arms, her voice soft, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible gravity. “It seems that this battle can only be won quickly.”

Donghua lowered his eyes, his fingertips casually stroking the jade buckle on his wrist. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said, "Strike first? Yaoguang, are you sure your skills are enough to break through the Blood Pool's formation?"

Yao Guang nearly choked, glaring at him angrily: "Donghua! Don't look down on me! If you hadn't interfered back then, I wouldn't be in this situation..."

"Settling scores from back then now?" Donghua raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as frost. "Or do you want to experience the backlash from the formation again?"

Mo Yuan frowned at the opportune moment: "Enough. Now is not the time to bicker. The Blood Pool's formation originates from ancient times and is guarded by layers of demonic guards. Forcing our way in is definitely not the best strategy."

Jiaojiao lifted her head from Donghua's embrace, lightly tapping her chin with her fingertips, her eyes clear and bright: "I have an idea. Although the Blood Pool's formation is strong, it has a life-giving gate, a flaw left by the Creator God. However, that life-giving gate is hidden..."

Before she could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, accompanied by the sound of clothes rustling through the air. A disciple stumbled in, his face ashen, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened!"

He staggered and fell to his knees, his breath ragged and disordered: "The three poisons of the world have actually coalesced into a form and cultivated into the body of a supreme god! Now he is gathering a demon army, claiming that he will attack the Nine Heavens, and he also said... he also said..."

The disciple stammered, the rest of his words stuck in his throat, and he dared not utter them.

Yao Guang's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition instantly spread through her. She demanded sharply, "What else did you say?!"

The disciple trembled at her shout, finally managing to utter the second half of his sentence, his voice barely audible yet carrying like thunder throughout the hall: "She also said she wanted the Emperor... to be her husband!"

"Wow—a bandit chief?" Jiaojiao was taken aback at first, then her eyebrows curved into a smile as she turned to look at Donghua, her eyes full of teasing.

Donghua remained unfazed, merely glancing indifferently at Mo Yuan and Yao Guang, who were trying to suppress their laughter. He then reached out and ruffled Jiao Jiao's hair, his tone calm and even: "Laugh if you want, I'm not stopping you." With that, his smile faded, his gaze darkening. "Issue my order: command the Winged Clan, the Celestial Clan, and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan to immediately prepare for battle and defend all the passes of the Nine Heavens. I want to see just how capable these gods, cultivated from the three poisonous turbid energies, really are, to be able to conquer the Nine Heavens."

"Hahaha! Husband who will become a bandit chief..." Yao Guang couldn't help but laugh out loud, rubbing her forehead. "It's been so many years since I've heard such a fresh term. This devil has quite the nerve!"

Mo Yuan also curled his lips slightly, a faint smile playing in his eyes, clearly finding the argument absurd and funny.