In the heaven, Luo Yun'an brought the culprit of this evil, the Nether Flame Feathered Serpent, to the main palace. On the throne of the golden palace sat the highest authority in the heaven.

Luo Yun'an held the ring in his hand and bowed respectfully to the emperor. "Emperor, the disaster has been averted this time, and now the Supreme God Yuan will return soon."

The Emperor glanced lazily at Luo Yun'an and summoned the ring in his hand. The snake was born to cause trouble in the world and was timid and indulgent. It had never seen such a scene. The pressure of the gods subdued the little snake through the ring. The Nether Flame Feathered Serpent felt cold all over and was terrified like a mountain falling. A huge burden was pressing on its head and it could not move.

"Emperor!"

When the Nether Flame Feathered Serpent felt that he was about to be shattered into pieces and his soul was destroyed, Luo Yun'an hurriedly called a halt. The emperor's pressure stagnated and then swung out, pressing Luo Yun'an's raised head back to the ground. Luo Yun'an crawled on the ground, trembling, gritting his teeth and squeezing out words with difficulty.

"God Jin Yuan said he would spare its life. It will be of great use to me."

The Emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and the pressure dissipated like a breeze. Luo Yun'an felt his whole body lighten and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did Jin Yuan go?"

When the Emperor of Heaven asked, Luo Yun'an looked confused, thought for a while and then shook his head.

"I don't know."

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, the Emperor of Heaven waved his hand to give up. He just turned his palm and grabbed the big hand with a magic pen, and wrote the summons. Then he blew a breath from it, and the yellow paper folded into a crane, which flapped its wings and turned into a golden light and flew to the human world.

Luo Yun'an was sent away by the Emperor of Heaven, but he did not forget to reward him by giving him several top-grade elixirs.

Yang Liu and Yu Wan had walked to a deserted place. The closer they got to the north, the colder it got. The sky and the earth were covered in silver, and there was no sign of life anywhere. Liu Jinyuan was born in the winter snow, so Yang Liu had no reaction to this extreme cold, but felt comfortable instead.

Yu Wan's cultivation was low, and the spiritual energy in the mortal world was thin. The oath of heaven and earth had an impact on her, so she felt cold and wrapped herself tightly. Yang Liu led Yu Wan deeper into the ground. The heavy snow made the vision blurry and she couldn't see clearly.

Just as Yang Liu was about to reach his destination, a ray of golden light broke through the boundary and slowly stopped in front of Yang Liu. Yang Liu raised his finger and touched it. The paper cranes burned out, leaving only a line of urgent summons. The cold wind blew away the paper cranes. Yang Liu saw that he could not satisfy his curiosity, so he had to drag Yu Wan back to heaven unwillingly.

After leaving the human world, Yu Wan took off her thick fur coat and changed into her usual dress, then followed Yang Liu to the palace.

Yu Wan has been in the heaven for three years, but has never actually seen this head of the heaven who comes and goes without a trace. Seeing him now is completely overturning my imagination.

The temples built by the Great Emperor on earth are always built by solemn old men with long white beards. Yu Wan thought that this Heavenly Emperor would be a rigid, serious and even somewhat scary old man. Who would have thought that he would be so handsome, with elegant eyes and eyebrows, a long robe that dragged on the ground, a tiger-head iron armor buckled on his shoulders, and a cloak that fell and dragged behind him. He stood in a high position with the corners of his lips slightly raised, seemingly gentle but intimidating without anger. When he saw Yang Liu approaching, he immediately broke the ice, smiled with his lips raised and his eyes and eyebrows curved. He seemed to be an old friend of Yang Liu and spoke in a very familiar tone.

"Jin Yuan, is it fun in the lower world?"

"All life is different, and they remain the same for thousands of years." Yang Liu replied calmly, and together with Yu Wan, they bowed slightly and saluted, "Emperor."

"Is this Xiao Ran's precious little disciple? He actually asked you to kidnap him to the lower realm."

The Emperor walked down the platform, almost as tall as Yang Liu, and looked her up and down. Yu Wan stood behind Yang Liu, looking like a lamb that had not yet been weaned, timid, and also wondering why Yang Liu was willing to bring someone with her, when the two of them had no name or status.

"There is no one in the hall." Yang Liu did not shy away and made way for the Emperor to have a clear look. The two of them had known each other for tens of thousands of years, since the creation of heaven and earth and the emergence of four seasons and all things in the world.

"I'll assign some people to your palace some other day."

After the Emperor finished speaking, he turned around and went back. After he sat down, he released the small snake that was curled up in the ring. The snake was still trembling from the shock of the Emperor's pressure, and its whole body was full of resistance to the outside world. Yang Liu saw that the small snake looked terribly frightened, so she hooked her finger and called the small thing that was rolled away like a puppy.

The Dark Flame Feathered Serpent moved its ear feathers and took a peek at Yang Liu. It saw that it was the god who had caught it. In this heavenly realm full of dangers, he was closer to it than its own mother. It immediately used its hands and feet to roll and crawl towards Yang Liu, and wrapped itself tightly around Yang Liu's waist, sticking to her like a dog-skin plaster. Yang Liu felt that the soft thing wrapped around her waist was a little hot, so she stretched out her hand, pinched its seven inches, and pulled it off her waist with a light pull.

"God..."

The little snake has already acquired human nature and can speak. Now it is in Yang Liu's hand, with its tail wrapped around Yang Liu's wrist and its ear feathers drooping. Its two eyes as big as soybeans look at Yang Liu pitifully, as if it has forgotten that Yang Liu almost sent it to the west.

"Emperor, this thing is destined to be with me, so let it be my mount for ten thousand years, in charge of melting snow and rescuing disasters, to atone for my sins..."

"But this snake has committed many sins. If we save its life, won't those who cause trouble in the world become more unscrupulous in the future?" The Emperor of Heaven said sternly. Yang Liu was not surprised to see that the Emperor of Heaven was unwilling to give in.

"Then let it be tortured on the Demon Slaying Platform for three years to atone for its sins. If it can survive this calamity, it will be cleansed and become an immortal, and will be my disciple. If it fails, it will die. How about this?"

The Emperor of Heaven saw that Yang Liu was willing to protect him, and that the suffering he had endured on the Demon-Slaying Platform for a hundred years was better than death, so he nodded in agreement. The little snake was extremely frightened, but it also had a glimmer of hope. The tip of its tail tightened around Yang Liu's wrist, then drooped down, and let the priest push it away with a sad and resentful look.

Seeing that the matter was concluded, Yang Liu nodded and decided to leave. Although the Emperor of Heaven and Yang Liu were both in heaven, one lived in seclusion while the other traveled around. They were really busy and always passed each other by. It would be better for them to get together.

Before the Emperor of Heaven had finished talking to Yang Liu about all the big and small things that had happened over the years, Yang Liu wanted to leave. How could it be so simple? "Jin Yuan, since you have nothing to do, why don't you go to Qiong Hua's place and have a drink?"

"Later."

Yang Liu did not refuse. She just mentioned a time and left with Yu Wan.

They had been in the lower world for more than two months, and in the heaven for only an hour, before Xiao Ran had almost wiped out the traces of his actions. Yu Wan asked Yang Liu to send him back to the palace. Yu Wan was reluctant to leave, and before she had enough time alone with Yang Liu, she went back to the palace reluctantly. When she saw Xiao Ran, she felt that this master who had always looked awkward had become somewhat human today. The irritation in her heart had dissipated, and she was so calm that she finally saw Xiao Ran's handsomeness.

"What is Wan'er looking at?" Xiao Ran asked.

Yu Wan came back to his senses and hurriedly greeted Xiao Ran. "Master." He was inexplicably shy.

Seeing that the red line seemed to have an effect, Xiao Ran smiled secretly, and then pretended to be gentle and helped Yu Wan up. "You've worked hard, go and rest."

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