Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Kunlun is where the dragon energy of heaven and earth gathers, and the dragon energy nourishes the endless Kunlun Mountains.

The temple of Mo Yuan, the son of the Father God, was located above Kunlun Xu.

Lord Mo Yuan is the god of war of the Celestial Clan. He is in charge of music and war. Holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, he shakes the four seas and the eight wildernesses, and no one dares to offend him. He has seventeen disciples, all of whom are the best of their time.

At the Kunlunxu Dojo, seventeen disciples dressed in white and holding long swords are conducting their daily morning lessons.

Suddenly, a white light passed through the sky.

Everyone stopped what they were doing out of curiosity and looked towards the direction where the white light was.

"It's the main hall!" The second disciple in a long gown exclaimed, "That person's destination is the Kunlun Xu main hall."

Who could possibly enter Kunlunxu Palace without reporting in and not entering through the main gate?!

The man named Diefeng, who was also the eldest brother of the disciples, sheathed his sword and formed a seal with his fingers to restrain the aura of his martial arts. His deep and righteous eyes looked at the disappearing white light and ordered, "Changshan, we have a distinguished guest today. I will go prepare tea. You lead the disciples to continue the morning class."

"Yes." The man in the long gown saluted with his sword in both hands.

The youngest disciple, the seventeenth disciple Si Yin, asked curiously, "Big Brother, do you know who is coming?"

"Tell us a little, Big Brother." Sixteenth disciple Zi Lan also came up and asked, "You're a distinguished guest, how distinguished is he?"

Seeing the other disciples looking at him curiously, Diefeng smiled and said, "How valuable do you think the former ruler of heaven and earth, Emperor Donghua, is?"

"Wow!" The man in the long gown exclaimed again, "That's an ancient god of the same generation as our master!"

In the past, Emperor Donghua, who was the ruler of heaven and earth, conquered the world with killing to stop killing, and the God of War Mo Yuan, with his Xuanyuan Sword, intimidated all races to abide by their duties. These young people grew up listening to these stories!

One can imagine the admiration.

"Emperor Donghua has come in person. Could something big have happened?" Ninth disciple Ling Yu frowned. When his fellow disciples looked over, he said, "I've heard that there's been constant friction between the Wing Clan and the Celestial Clan recently. I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

They also knew about the restlessness of the Winged Clan.

In times of crisis, although everyone wants to make a name for themselves and establish their power, they cannot bear to see lives destroyed.

Everyone fell silent. Seeing this, the man in the long gown said, "If the Winged Tribe attacks, they will be defeated!"

"Second Brother is right!" Zi Lan's blood boiled when he heard it.

Si Yin looked towards the main hall of Kunlunxu: "Master is the God of War. With Master here with us, there is no need to panic."

Kunlunxu Hall.

A man with his hair tied up in a crown and wearing a dark long gown, despite having a short beard, still looks handsome and scholarly. He sits upright at the top. Below him is Donghua, with white hair cascading down, sitting lazily on a cushion in a purple robe.

When Emperor Donghua comes to visit, the person who serves tea naturally cannot be the boy who is responsible for sweeping and cleaning Kunlun Xu.

Diefeng first served a cup of tea to his master Mo Yuan, and then served one to Donghua. He then took the tray in both hands and retreated politely to stand outside the door to serve.

Donghua picked up the teacup on the table, brought it to his lips, and sniffed it gently. "It tastes bitter yet refreshing, like snow on a mountaintop, soothing my heart and spleen. It's been ages since I've had Kunlunxu tea."

Seeing Donghua drink it, Mo Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. "If you like, I'll have my disciples pack some and send it to your Taichen Palace."

Donghua smiled without saying anything, and with a slight movement of his fingers, an object appeared on Mo Yuan's desk.

Looking at the invitation card that appeared on the table, Mo Yuan was puzzled: "This is..."

"I'm going to be engaged soon." Donghua's lips curled slightly. "There are only a few old gods left in our generation, so naturally I have to come and inform you personally."

He picked up the invitation and opened it, seeing Donghua's vigorous and powerful handwriting. As for the rumor that Emperor Donghua was infatuated with a mortal woman that had been circulating wildly in recent days, Mo Yuan finally believed the truth of the rumor when he saw Donghua handing it to him today.

Mo Yuan was a man of open-minded character, stern and reserved. He was always kind unless his bottom line was crossed. He simply said in a gentle voice, "I will go and congratulate you on such a happy occasion as your engagement."

"That's good." Donghua stood up and said, "Let's go."

Mo Yuan also stood up: "I'll take you there."

The two men walked out of the Kunlunxu Hall side by side. Diefeng, who was standing outside the hall serving, almost didn't react.

He did not eavesdrop on the conversation between his master and Emperor Donghua, but the two gods were talking without being on guard against anyone, and he could hear it clearly from a short distance away.

Emperor Donghua is getting engaged.

The rumors that reached Kunlun Xu before, that Emperor Donghua was so infatuated with a mortal girl that he was willing to take her to the Heavenly Palace, were actually true?

There are even more outrageous rumors, saying that the mortal woman did not volunteer...

"Folding wind."

Mo Yuan's gentle and deep voice came, and Diefeng's mind was startled. He quickly came back to his senses and saluted: "Master."

He was just distracted for a moment, and there was only his master in front of him, and Emperor Donghua had disappeared.

The ancient gods who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years are indeed powerful enough to destroy the world.

Mo Yuan looked at his eldest disciple and said, "Please personally pack some Cloud Mist Tea and send it to the Taichen Palace in the Thirteenth Heaven."

"Yes." Diefeng accepted the order.

"Engagement?" In Kunlun Mountain's Yaoguang Immortal Residence, the embodiment of the first ray of light between heaven and earth, the Supreme God Yaoguang looked at the former Lord of Heaven and Earth in surprise: "Are those rumors true?"

Donghua's expression remained unchanged: "Of course it's true."

"Here is the invitation. I hope you can come to the ceremony."

Yaoguang picked up the invitation on the table: "Of course."

Then she sighed again: "I thought you were the coldest and most heartless god among us, but I didn't expect that you could also be so infatuated with someone."

Yaoguang is infatuated with Mo Yuan but cannot get him, and this is something known throughout the world.

Donghua didn't want to get involved in their relationship, so he stood up and said, "I have to go to Zheyan. Goodbye."

The color of the Ten-Mile Peach Forest is unique in the entire world.

Sitting beneath the swirling peach blossoms, Zheyan dug out a jar of Peach Blossom Wine and said, "Thirty thousand years of fine wine. If it weren't for this great occasion, I wouldn't have given it to you."

The fragrant wine from the jade pot was poured into the white jade wine cup. Zhe Yan said with a teasing look, "I thought you couldn't wait to get married."

After drinking the Peach Blossom Wine, Donghua said, "It's not that I don't want to, but I have to be considerate of her."

Holding the wine glass, Zheyan paused and couldn't help but persuade him again: "If someone really doesn't want to, what's the point of forcing them?"

Donghua looked at him and asked, "Just like when you pursued the Fox Queen?"

He had good intentions, but he didn't expect to be hurt. Zhe Yan put down his wine glass and said, "That's not right. The Fox Queen and I were just playing a game to test the feelings of Fox Emperor Bai Zhi. I've never experienced love, so how can I compare to your situation?"

Donghua: "So you can't understand my state of mind."

Are you so persistent?

Zheyan was indeed puzzled.

"Forget it." Zhe Yan brushed off his sleeves and said a few more words: "I know you want to help that mortal woman ascend to immortality and re-carve your name next to hers on the Three Lives Stone, but this is ultimately difficult."

"You just spent half of your cultivation to create the Miaoyi Abyss and seal Miaoluo. If you were to endure the thunder of the Three Lives Stone's karma, I'm afraid..."

"I've figured it out. I can handle it." Donghua said it calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter like drinking a cup of tea.

What's more, he figured out something else.

He shouldn't have met Jiang Ruan, but by chance he met her and fell in love with her. After enduring the thunder tribulation of cause and effect from the Three Lives Stone this time, he will avoid another great disaster in the future.

"Besides sending you invitations, I want to ask you for something else."

Donghua, who rarely spoke such words, actually said this. Zheyan became interested: "Oh? I wonder what it is?"

Donghua reached out and caught a pink peach blossom: "Half of the peach blossoms in your Ten-Mile Peach Forest."