Warm my heart

Without Li Jing's protection, those who had been bullied by her began to attack her.

They repeated to her everything that Bai Qian had done to them.

Bai Qian's heart was filled with fear and despair. She began to regret her choice and her past actions.

At the last moment of her life, Bai Qian finally realized her mistakes.

She regretted not seeing Li Jing's true face clearly.

I regret treating the weak like that in middle school.

Her heart was filled with regret, but it was too late.

Bai Qian's body began to become transparent, and her power was slowly dissipating.

She looked at her hands, which once held great strength, but now became so fragile.

Her body began to turn into points of light, disappearing into the air bit by bit.

Her life, like those points of light, eventually turned to ashes.

Ye Hua after learning of Bai Qian's death.

The fire of his life seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

His heart darkened.

Not long after, he died of depression, leaving behind endless regrets and unsolved mysteries.

Bai Zhen brought Bai Qian's son and Ye Hua's brothers.

They began to hide from place to place, and their lives were no longer as glorious as before.

Several of his sisters-in-law also returned to their parents' homes.

The family's glory seemed to collapse overnight.

When Emperor Donghua became impatient with handling the affairs of the heavenly realm.

The sky above Beitianmen was suddenly filled with flashes of lightning.

He immediately flew over and saw a man who looked very much like Mo Yuan standing in the middle of the thunder tribulation.

Donghua's heart moved, thinking that he must be Mo Yuan's younger brother Mo Hua.

His arrival may bring new changes to the heaven.

He also has more free time to spend with Zhihe.

Mo Yuan, Shao Wan, Zhi He, Zhe Yan and others also arrived late.

Mo Yuan looked at the person who was undergoing the thunder tribulation in the sky, and felt mixed emotions.

His younger brother Mo Hua is finally about to meet his fate.

Mo Hua successfully survived the thunder tribulation, and the Heavenly Dao immediately issued a decree: "Mo Hua, the second son of the Father God, is blessed by heaven and has a benevolent heart. He is hereby appointed the Heavenly Emperor."

As the decree was read out, Mo Hua transformed into a nine-clawed black dragon and soared into the sky. A loud dragon roar spread throughout the world.

Then, the thunder tribulation that would bring the successor to the Emperor of Heaven arrived as expected.

It was not until after the Heavenly Emperor's thunder tribulation that Mo Hua, dressed in black, turned into the Heavenly Emperor's golden imperial robe, embroidered with nine golden dragons.

He restrained his edge and bowed to Mo Yuan: "Hello, brother. Thank you for your support over the years."

Mo Yuan waved his hand, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "Okay, as long as you can achieve something, and don't let Father God and Mother God down."

He then introduced: "This is your sister-in-law."

Mo Hua bowed to Shao Wan and said, "Mo Hua greets sister-in-law."

Shao Wan looked at the man who looked like Mo Yuan, and a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

Mo Yuan then introduced, "This is my good friend Emperor Donghua, Supreme Goddess Zheyan, and their wife, Supreme Goddess Zhihe."

Yes, Zhihe was promoted to a supreme god a thousand years ago.

Mo Yuan bowed to them one by one.

Then everyone came to the Heavenly Palace, where Mo Hua sat high on the dragon throne.

Donghua and the others stood below and bowed to Mohua: "Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven."

Mo Hua raised his hand: "Stand up."

In the deepest part of the heaven, surrounded by clouds and mist, a magnificent golden palace stands quietly.

Ever since Mo Hua inherited the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, Donghua has been relieved of his heavy burden and has become a leisurely and comfortable emperor.

His life became simple and comfortable.

Normally, he would play with a purple phoenix-shaped stone in his hand.

It was the fruit of his love with Zhihe, and also their child - Zechen.

The sunlight shines through the clouds and falls on Donghua's white hair, reflecting a faint halo.

He sat in the garden pavilion, his eyes softly gazing at the purple stone in his hand.

The stone sparkles with mysterious light in the sunlight, as if breathing with life.

Donghua had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Donghua, look, Huangli has grown taller again."

Zheyan's voice came from a distance. He was holding a phoenix egg in his hand, and a faint golden light was flowing on the eggshell.

Donghua looked up and saw Huangli in Zheyan's arms. She had transformed into a three-headed baby doll with an innocent smile on her pink cheeks.

A trace of envy flashed in Donghua's eyes. He gently stroked the purple stone in his hand, secretly looking forward to Zechen's transformation.

"Zhihe, look, Zechen seems to be eager to transform as well."

Donghua spoke gently to Zhihe beside him.

Zhihe is Donghua's wife. Her beauty is like the bright moon in heaven, cold and noble.

She gently stroked the purple stone in Donghua's hand, her eyes full of maternal love.

"Yes, Zechen will definitely become a powerful god like you."

Zhihe's voice was soft but firm.

Donghua smiled slightly. He knew that Zhihe liked Huangli more than Zechen.

This made him feel a little jealous.

He gently held Zhihe's hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Zhihe, why don't we give Zechen a younger sister?" Donghua said softly.

Zhihe smiled gently. She knew what Donghua was thinking, but she didn't point it out. She just nodded gently.

Just then, Mo Yuan and Shao Wan's child, a pink little dragon, came staggering over.

Her name is Wanwan, and she is the cutest being in heaven.

Her skin is rosy and her eyes are like two bright gems. Whenever she smiles, the whole world seems to be lit up by her smile.

"Uncle Donghua, look, Wanwan can fly!"

Wanwan flapped her little wings excitedly. Although she didn't fly very high, it was enough to make her feel proud.

Donghua and Zhihe smiled at each other. They knew that these children would be the future of heaven.

They will inherit the glory of heaven and continue to protect this sacred land.

"Donghua, look, the children are growing up, and we should prepare some gifts for them." Zheyan suggested.

Donghua nodded, he knew what Zheyan meant.

They need to prepare some magical tools for these children that can help them grow.

So that they can better protect the heaven in the years to come.

"Okay, let's go to the treasury and pick out some artifacts suitable for the children." Donghua stood up, still holding the purple stone tightly in his hand.

Together they journeyed to the treasury of heaven, where countless artifacts were stored, each of which held immense power.

Donghua and Zheyan carefully selected them. They knew that these artifacts would become important partners for the children in their growth.

"Zechen, this is yours, 'Purple Lightning'. It can summon thunder and lightning to help you."

Donghua handed a sword flashing with purple electric light to Zechen.

Ze Chen also transformed into a three-headed body.

The little face is round and very cute.