Dream Demon was utterly speechless at the reward Gungun had promised him. As far as he was concerned, the best reward right now would be letting him leave safely!
Gods and devils cannot coexist. I am a devil, and you are a god. I never feel safe around you. Even before I fell into devilhood, when I was a demon, we were enemies, so... sigh, why am I so unlucky? Why did you have to set your sights on me?
He looked to the heavens!
Unlike Dream Demon, whose heart was filled with worry and melancholy, Gungun was in a splendid mood after acquiring his own personal dream weaver. From now on, this Heavenly Emperor's happiness will shoot up, up, up! Hahaha!
"Hum!" Gungun waved his great paw, showering Dream Demon in divine light. With a mighty divine ability, he sealed the devilish aura surrounding Dream Demon and gave him a new appearance, ensuring that his future appearances in the Heavenly Court would not provoke criticism.
After all, while people said all living beings were equal, those were merely empty words. Anyone who believed them was a fool. Under the current circumstances, having someone from the devil race work in the Heavenly Court really was inappropriate, so concealing his identity was very necessary.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, inside the bedchamber of the Human Race's princess of the Youqiong Kingdom.
With Princess Xiang Yao awake, although the pack of fawning admirers around her each had their own motives, the king, as her father, was delighted all the same. Sitting beside the bed, he comforted his daughter for a while before turning toward Golden Roc and Ran Deng, who were wrestling on the floor. He said to Nine Li, "Great Immortal, this demon is terribly fierce. Could you lend Immortal Ran Deng a