"My lord, the war against the heavens has resulted in a total of 36,000 casualties, with 50,000 seriously injured. The light injuries have not been counted. Among them, Grand Master Geng and the other elders have fallen..."
The first protector, Youming, stepped forward respectfully.
The demon lord Feng Tian sat on his throne, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and spoke coldly: "Follow the rules."
The number of casualties was not great, but there were always casualties, and he wasn't in a good mood.
"Yes."
Youming responded respectfully.
Then, facing the palace gate, he raised his hand and made a gesture.
A moment later.
Soon, demons brought in two or three dozen chests.
As the boxes were opened, instantly, the hall was filled with brilliance, a spectrum of colors shimmering and swirling, dazzling and brilliant.
The rich and powerful divine energy and medicinal fragrance filled the air, which was at odds with the strong magical aura flowing in the air.
All kinds of magical weapons, divine artifacts, divines, divines jade, divines pills and herbs...
Of course, there are also other items.
But they are basically divine resources and divine objects.
The demons in the hall, upon seeing this, all wore smiles on their faces and were emotionally excited.
It is clear that these are war trophies obtained from the battlefield.
These resources of the heavens, though the demons can't use them, are not entirely useless.
They can be used for gifts, to curry favor with immortals, gods, and demons; they can also serve as currency for trade within the three realms, serving a multitude of purposes...
"My lord, these are all looted war trophies from the battlefield."
Youming glanced briefly at these open items and respectfully said.
The Demon Emperor slightly curled his lip, "You all have worked hard in the attack against the heavens. Youming, distribute the spoils among them."
Youming had not yet said anything.
The demons in the hall began to cheer, excitedly exclaiming in unison, "Our lord is wise, our lord is wise..."
"You all may also pick out any items you like."
The Demon Emperor, with an extremely good mood, said once more.
"Of course, no one can take advantage of it. The conference hall where I make decisions is not a place for physical altercations."
Rising from his throne, he walked down the jade steps, looking at the crowd of demon ministers, and playfully said something.
Laughing loudly, Youming said, "Our lord joked. We, the servants, dare not."
...
The atmosphere in the hall heated up, and before Youming could distribute the spoils, everyone went forward to pick out their favorite items.
"Master, you should also go. The fetus in your belly is a divine one, and it needs divine objects to nurture and grow."
The system saw Yu Yao standing still, hurriedly reminding her in her mind.
Yu Yao reacted instantly and hurriedly went up to select some items.
She automatically ignored magical weapons and divine artifacts, focusing on selecting divine fruits, divine pills, and herbs.
Because she thought that the two children in her belly might not be nurtured for a long time, and she might need a lot of divine objects.
As she missed this opportunity and would have to search for it herself in the future, she chose a little more.
This caused the demons in the hall to look at her curiously.
The lord said everyone could pick whatever they liked, and the maiden was quite ungraceful, picking so much. Wasn't she afraid of displeasing the lord?
The demon lord looked at her several times. Usually, when distributing spoils of war, she would not actively go forward to pick items, but today was different.
However, he didn't seem to mind either. When it came to such things, he had always been very generous.
As long as the servants were loyal.
Seeing that everyone looked at her strangely, Yu Yao also realized that her actions were inappropriate.
Yu Yao awkwardly smiled, pulled her hand back, and stopped picking any more.
It's so embarrassing! Will the Demon Lord secretly laugh at herself for being petty?
She glanced stealthily at the demon lord Feng Tian, and saw that he was looking at her with a smirk.
Yu Yao blushed instantly, feeling so ashamed she wished to disappear right away.
The demon lord saw the embarrassed and embarrassing face of Yu Yao, and slightly curved his lip, feeling a lot more cheerful suddenly.
"You may pick as you like, without any concerns."
The voice was soothing, deep, and had an enigmatic allure.
He faintly left a sentence, then disappeared into the political hall.
Although the demon lord left, Yu Yao was too embarrassed to continue picking.
The court meeting soon came to an end.
...
In the mortal realm, a vast and uninhabited valley.
Suddenly, a pair of red-golden eyes opened, and a man with a bloodstained face sat up, lowering his head to glance at it and furrowing his brow slightly.
White mist enveloped his entire body, and in an instant, the bloodstained flesh on his body disappeared, revealing a handsome face that made the women of all six realms swoon.
His sharp eyes, thin, slightly pursed lips, cold, proud, and aloof yet imposing, exuded a formidable strength as he stood alone, looking down upon the heavens.
A purple crowned star robe, black hair standing up high.
A black lotus mark on the forehead, and the aura around him was also faintly fragrant.
Dispassionate, aloof, cold, exalted, yet also unapproachable.
Mo Jin God had just woken up and found that his essence of tens of thousands of years had been stolen. His always unchanged exquisite face showed rare anger.
"I shall see who dares to be so bold as to steal my essence while I am injured."
His delicate, slender hand, as beautiful as bamboo, reached forward in a sweeping motion, and a time river appeared before him.
The time river was shrouded in mist, but the scenes within were crystal clear, flashing past rapidly in a series of images that depicted his past experiences.
When he saw a particular scene, a faint, mocking smile curved his lips, "So it was you."
The time river depicted the scene of someone putting drugs in his tea before the war between immortals and demons.
He originally thought it was a demon from the underworld who had done it, but it turned out to be Yongye Xian Jun.
The reason for the other party's actions was merely jealousy, wanting to see him fall from his pedestal, and it was truly laughable.
Mo Jin God's eyes flickered with a cold glint.
He did not let it bother him. With a light tap of his finger on the time river before him, the originally stationary scene quickly flowed.
"The demoness saint? How could it be her?"
He furrowed his brows deeply. If it were any other female immortals, spirit beings, demons, or ghosts, he wouldn't have been surprised.
The demoness saint holds a very high position in the demon realm, only under the Demon Lord, but there are several extremely strict rules.
She cannot marry, have children, lose her chastity, or lose her purity for life.
The other party took his essence, but in return, he lost his virginity.
If the demoness saint loses her chastity, once discovered, she would not only lose her position as the Saint but also be subjected to the most severe punishment: her demon body would be drawn out, her demon bones removed, and her flesh eaten by tens of thousands of demons.
Mo Jin God furrowed his brows in confusion. He didn't understand why the other party would do such a thing.
Risking their lives, they wanted to steal his essence…
Could it be just because of admiration, of liking…
On Mo Jin God's beautiful, terrifyingly handsome face, a rare look of doubt appeared.
No wonder he thinks so.
There are so many women in the six realms who admire him that they can't even be counted, and there are also endless methods of seduction.
Some even willing to give birth for him, or even die for him. Their love and devotion knows no bounds, and they will always do something to show their affection.
Even if he hasn't done anything, they are still this way.
The constant troubles and frustrations have led him to an extreme aversion to women.
It would be best not to have women appear in front of him. In his eyes, women are a symbol of trouble.
His body swayed slightly, and he appeared in the ninth heaven.
A myriad of golden rays rolled like rainbow splendor.
A thousand auspicious energies spraying purple mist.
There are many islands of immortals here.
There are thirty-six celestial palaces and seventy-two treasure halls.
Everywhere is delicate and transparent, with dragons and phoenixes flying across the layers.
Gold nails clustered with jade doors, colorful phoenixes dancing at the red gates.
Suddenly.
A brilliant golden light flew in from the chaotic outside.
Like a meteor falling.
It pierced through the thirty-three heavens and directly landed in the Purple Rainbow Palace.
The light pierced through the clouds and spread to every corner of the heavenly palace. In this radiant light, the palace appeared even more solemn and solemn.
Outside the Purple Rainbow Palace, the wooden pillars and outer walls were painted snow-white. It was unknown whose handiwork it was, but someone had used the wall as paper, capturing the distant mountains and plum blossoms within.
The person holding the brush had exquisite painting skills, making it extremely lifelike.
Especially that detached plum blossoms, as if they grew out of the wall, vivid and lifelike.
A group of extraordinary-looking immortals standing on either side, the little celestial being with a fan raised her face and looked coldly, like a statue standing in the crowd.
Catching a glimpse out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly felt spiritually invigorated. His fan was flicked lightly, and he bowed respectfully to the person who had appeared:
"Met the great god, Master."
The male immortals outside the other palaces heard the sound and looked at this side, changing their expressions and bowing respectfully:"Greetings, Your Divine Lord."
Mo Jin God made a soft "hum" sound, his expression indifferent and his face devoid of emotion. He didn't look aside and entered the Purple Rainbow Palace with a step.
The leading celestial officer was slightly taken aback and then quickly followed inside.
"Master, where are you going? The Emperor heard that you were missing and became very angry in the Heavenly Palace. He ordered all of the heavenly soldiers and generals to search for you…"
