Recap
The female demon couldn’t help but ask, “What is that? I saw the same light before.”
“I don’t know,” the male demon shook his head slightly. “But it seems… it was this golden light that saved me.”
Such a radiant light, so dazzling.
He captured the attention of all, yet none dared to look directly at the scorching sun.
All beings were oblivious to the fact that on the Red Gold Sun, there was a beautiful man in red, with black hair and a fiery body, captivating all who beheld him.
The sun is revered by all, and he rests upon its scorching surface.
Gods and demons are timeless, and Rong Yu slept for a hundred years in this sleep.
A hundred years later, the Demon King finally opened his eyes, sat up slowly, his ink-like black hair pouring down. His slightly drooping peach blossom eyes still revealed the laziness of just waking up. He bathed in the light, his glamorous color unabated.
The Red Gold Sun is the couch, and the endless streamers are woven into the quilt. This is the most peaceful and comfortable sleep Rong Yu has ever had in his life.
He didn’t restrain his flames at all, and the Red Gold Sun also gently accepted the Red Lotus Karmic Fire. The crimson and the red gold intertwined, so that when the creatures in the world looked up, they could always see a red sun glowing with golden light.
“You’re awake.” Seeing Rong Yu waking up, Yan Zhao’s main body still maintained the form of the Red Gold Sun. His soul transformed into a human form, appearing beside Rong Yu.
Blond hair and golden eyes, handsome appearance, just like back then.
A hundred years is just a snap of the fingers for the Demon King, and he just had an ordinary sleep. Rong Yu raised his head and responded lazily: “Yeah.”
For the past hundred years, Rong Yu has been sleeping in Yan Zhao’s arms, which made Yan Zhao feel attached and tormented. He and Rong Yu have been lovers for several lifetimes, married and worshiped, and have already loved each other deeply. His lover slept on him for so long without any precautions; he was almost always restraining himself, restraining himself from doing anything out of line to Rong Yu.
All the messy things in his mind have been thought of, but in action, he just behaved as a sun, silently watching Rong Yu’s beautiful sleeping face.
Yan Zhao’s love for Rong Yu has exploded, but Rong Yu’s favorability for Yan Zhao is still zero.
In terms of liking for items, Rong Yu’s favorability for Yan Zhao is almost full, but it’s useless.
That is the love for a comfortable bed. No matter how long you sleep—even for a thousand years—you will not feel intimate. Who would really love a bed like a person?
To gain Rong Yu’s love, he must first change his position in Rong Yu’s heart.
He can be his bed, but he cannot be just a bed.
“This sleep is really comfortable.” Rong Yu stretched. “I really want to stay on you and never get off.”
Even though he knew that Rong Yu’s words were very simple, Yan Zhao’s mind instantly drove several cars: “…cough, that’s fine.”
“What’s so good? There’s nothing on your sun, except for sleeping, there’s nothing else to do. How can it be as colorful as my Demon King’s Palace?” Rong Yu had enough sleep, and began to dislike it again. “I want to go back to the palace.”
“Don’t you want to stay and have a look?”
“Look at what?”
Yan Zhao said: “All beings.”
“All beings? Aren’t you and me here?” Rong Yu didn’t understand what he meant.
Yan Zhao motioned him to look down.
Rong Yu lowered his eyes, passed through the golden light and clouds, and caught a glimpse of the prosperous scene of the world.
In the past hundred years when the light has shone, the world is no longer afraid of the invasion of the devil, and it is thriving and endless.
Under the towering mountains, the water flows gurglingly, and birds sing in the lush forests and bamboos. The fish swim in the pool, transform into fairies with human bodies and fish tails, lie on the bank and laugh with the bird demon with wings sitting on the tree. Ten miles of peach blossoms bloom in the east, blooming beautifully, which is even more beautiful than the artificially planted peach forest in the Demon King’s Palace. The flower demon turned into a beautiful man, chasing the flying butterflies, but saw the butterfly hiding among the flowers, showing a beautiful human form.
The tide of the sea ebbs and flows, two dragons are playing with pearls in the surging waves, and a phoenix suddenly flies across the sky, grabs the pearls and flies across the sea, landing on the phoenix tree to inhabit.
The scenery is picturesque, and everything has a spirit.
The smoke rises from the villages where mortals live, and children run around flying kites.
A peddler selling sweets walked through the alley filled with the aroma of wine, and a hunchbacked old man sat at the door basking in the sun and embroidering.
A young man in fresh clothes and an angry horse passed by on a long street on horseback, and the handkerchief of the girl by the window would inadvertently fall into his arms…
All kinds of life in the world are all in sight.
All things look up to the sun, and the sun also looks down on all beings.
He has seen all the good things in the world, so he wants to protect them.
He has seen many ugly things, so he wants to judge them.
This is the responsibility of the Lord of All Gods.
What is reflected in Rong Yu’s red eyes is the grand occasion here.
“Is it beautiful?”
Seeing that he had been staring for a long time, Yan Zhao asked aloud.
Rong Yu didn’t take his eyes back, but just whispered: “What’s so interesting? Isn’t it just some—”
“Some ants, right?” Yan Zhao finished his sentence for him, and said with a light smile, “I can’t get into the eyes of His Majesty the Demon King.”
Rong Yu looked at him expressionlessly: “You just need to know.”
He had indeed never seen such a sight.
Wherever the Red Lotus Karmic Fire went, everything scattered and fled. Prosperity instantly turned into desolation, and the flames burned wantonly. What he brought was always destruction and death, and the eyes of all beings looking at him were always filled with fear and hatred.
Rong Yu never cared; those ants were never taken seriously by him. How could he care?
He was born to be a flame, and his instinct is to burn, as long as he is happy.
It’s just that after such a long time, he also feels very bored. Nothing can escape the burning of his flames, and the place where he is will always be desolate. The devil wants to find something interesting, so he invents various ways of enjoyment.
But it’s still boring.
He has no love in his heart; he doesn’t bother to look directly at everything in the world, and he can’t arouse real interest. He lives every day just to get by. But the Red Lotus Karmic Fire will never burn out. Possessing powerful destructive power, but without any concern that can make him nostalgic for the world, eternal life is a long and lingering punishment. Sooner or later, the devil will get tired of living, and his desire for destruction will arise, destroying the world and himself together.
This is the BE ending that the 6666th world would have had. If the law does not write fate, this will be Rong Yu’s final direction.
Therefore, the criterion for the Heavenly Principles to judge the HE of the 6666th world is to let the devil have a true love.
To have a belief that keeps him alive.
Rong Yu doesn’t love everything in the world, not even himself. He couldn’t find the meaning of his existence, so he finally chose to die in the sea of fire.
Yan Zhao thought that to make Rong Yu fall in love with him, he must first teach Rong Yu to love the world.
The world is beautiful and meaningful, so living in the world is also beautiful and meaningful.
He loves Rong Yu, and he wants Rong Yu to love him.
He wanted Rong Yu to learn to love himself even more.
Live for yourself, not for others. Rong Yu should be like this.
Everyone should be like this.
“Want to go down and have a look?” Yan Zhao asked with a smile.
Rong Yu’s eyes showed his heart, and his face was awkward: “I don’t want to.”
Yan Zhao: “Remember to put away the flames, otherwise you won’t be able to see these beautiful scenery.”
Rong Yu’s eyes were filled with anger, and his whole body immediately burst into flames: “…I said I don’t want to!”
Yan Zhao was not afraid of his flames, and calmed down the flames with a gentle golden light: “Be obedient.”
This is the first god who touched Rong Yu’s flames without being burned, and was able to suppress him.
At this stage, Yan Zhao is naturally far stronger than Rong Yu. He is already a mature Lord God, but Rong Yu is not yet the Great Demon King who will be powerful enough to break the barriers of the world countless years later.
Seeing this, Rong Yu was actually appeased.
Probably… it’s rare to have someone who can communicate with him normally for the first time.
Only such a strong person can catch the eyes of the devil.
Rong Yu reluctantly said: “Let’s go.”
He emphasized: “This king is not going to see it because I listened to you, but because this king wants to see it himself. You are just a bed, recognize your identity.”
Yan Zhao chuckled: “Yes.”
No matter what, it is great progress to be able to make Rongrong have the desire to actively explore the world.
I don’t ask you to love all beings, but I hope you love yourself.
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Yan Zhao and Rong Yu went to the mortal world.
They concealed their unusual hair and eye color, transformed into mortals, and blended in with the crowd.
To maintain a low profile, Yan Zhao cast a spell to make his face appear ordinary to mortal eyes, thus avoiding unwanted attention and preserving their enjoyment.
He was considerate, but unfortunately, Rong Yu didn’t cooperate.
“This king was born beautiful and meant to be admired. Why should I hide it?” Rong Yu declared.
Indeed, Rong Yu’s striking beauty caused a sensation wherever he went. As he passed through an alley, the entire street erupted in chaos, people jostling to catch a glimpse of the handsome man, their eyes filled with admiration and fascination.
Rong Yu was pleased. “This is how people should react when they see this king. Mortals have good eyesight, after all.” Unlike the birds and beasts that scattered in fear, these mortals were drawn to him.
He had never harmed mortals; they possessed nothing of value to him. However, gods and monsters were deeply affected. When they saw the Demon King approaching, they fled in terror, never daring to look at his face. Even if they did, they were already facing death, their eyes filled with resentment and hatred.
In the past, Rong Yu hadn’t noticed anything amiss with those hateful gazes. Now, with his flames subdued and surrounded by mortals, he found himself enjoying their admiring eyes.
Compared to being hated, everyone prefers to be loved, and the Demon King was no exception.
Yan Zhao simply responded with a noncommittal hum.
Truthfully, as long as Rong Yu didn’t cause trouble, he could win anyone’s favor with his looks alone. It was a pity that the Demon King was notorious, not famous.
They journeyed through spring, autumn, winter, and summer, taking in countless sights. Though they could easily teleport, Yan Zhao insisted on traveling through mountains and rivers, claiming it allowed them to appreciate the world’s beauty from a different perspective.
Rong Yu thought this god must be crazy, but he inexplicably went along with it.
When the mountain flowers bloomed, Yan Zhao took Rong Yu to climb the mountain and enjoy the scenery. Rong Yu, too lazy to walk, wanted to fly directly to the summit. Yan Zhao said, “But then you’ll miss the scenery along the way.”
Rong Yu raised his chin. “Then carry this king on your back.”
Yan Zhao readily agreed, carrying Rong Yu on his back as he climbed the mountain step by step. He even picked a bouquet of wildflowers for him.
“Smell the fragrance of the flowers?” Yan Zhao held the bouquet to Rong Yu’s nose.
Rong Yu lowered his head and sniffed lightly. “Other gods offer me rare treasures, but you, the sun, give me a bouquet of wildflowers. How generous of you. I’ll just throw them away later.”
Yan Zhao was not annoyed, but simply looked at him with a slight smile: “I gave it to you; you can do whatever you want with it. Little Lotus, you are more beautiful than all the flowers in the mountains.”
“Of course, I’m the most beautiful…” Rong Yu suddenly raised his head, “Who are you calling Little Lotus?”
“You.”
Rong Yu frowned: “What kind of ugly name is that? Call me Your Majesty the Demon King; you have no manners.”
“There are many people in this world who call you Your Majesty the Demon King, but only I call you Little Lotus. Isn’t that special?”
“No. Who do you think you are, just a bed…”
“If I insist on calling you that, will I still lose my qualification to be a bed?”
“…No.”
What kind of weird name is Little Lotus? No one has ever dared to call him that.
For the sake of the truly fragrant flowers, Rong Yu reluctantly decided not to make a fuss about it.
Rare treasures were all offered to him by others under duress, but this bouquet of flowers was given to him by the sun on his own initiative.
The bouquet of flowers was ultimately frozen in eternity by Rong Yu with magic and secretly sent back, with orders to his servants to put it in the first position of Treasury No. 1.
It was cheap and readily available, yet also precious and unique.
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When the misty rain fell, a small boat floated on the river. Yan Zhao steered the boat while Rong Yu stirred the river water with his fingers, sprinkling it on Yan Zhao’s face, then laughing heartily.
Yan Zhao wiped his face with his sleeve and shook his head helplessly: “Sit still, be careful not to fall.”
“If I fall, I will definitely drag your sun into the water.” Rong Yu laughed uncontrollably.
The next moment, retribution came, and with a plop, he fell into the water.
“…Sun!” Rong Yu could swim, but he was too lazy to struggle, waiting for Yan Zhao to help him.
“…Why bother.” Yan Zhao laughed, bent down, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull him up.
Rong Yu looked at him with his long hair wet and his eyebrows stained with dewdrops. Without saying a word, he pulled Yan Zhao into the water too.
Yan Zhao was caught off guard: “Ahem, Little Lotus—”
Rong Yu climbed back onto the boat, looked at him in the water, and curled his lips: “Sun, I find that teasing you is more interesting than anything else.”
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When spring passed and autumn came, they arrived at a mountain. The mountain was full of apple trees, and red apples hung on the branches, big and round.
Rong Yu picked one casually and was about to bite into it directly when Yan Zhao took the apple from his hand.
Rong Yu said dissatisfiedly: “There are so many apples on this mountain, do you have to grab the one in my hand?”
Yan Zhao conjured a fruit knife, peeled the smooth skin, and said casually: “Don’t you eat apples with the skin on?”
He remembered that in the previous world, Rongrong was very delicate; he never ate apples with the skin on and insisted on peeling them himself.
After several worlds, seeing apples and peeling them for Rong Yu had become his habit.
Rong Yu stared at him suspiciously: “When did I say I don’t eat the skin? An apple has to be so particular.”
The knife in Yan Zhao’s hand for peeling apples paused, and the veins on the back of his clenched hand were slightly visible.
He lowered his eyes and said softly, “Maybe I remembered it wrong.”
It turns out that Rongrong’s habit of not eating fruit peels is because he always peels Rongrong’s apples for him.
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