in2ebook Chapter 301 Xuannv 166
Chapter 301 Xuannv 166
Let's skip the parts in between; the author has a brainstem deficiency.
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Five thousand years dividing line
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Five thousand years of blue sea and spirit
The wind of the vast blue sea always carries the crisp scent of pine branches and dew.
Since Donghua used half of his immortal essence as a guide, in conjunction with Jiaojiao's merits of the Pure White Lotus, to completely suppress Miaoluo and restore peace to the Three Realms, the two followed their promise from back then, shedding their glory and living in seclusion in this undisturbed pure land.
There were no morning and evening reports from Taichen Palace, no trivial matters of the Three Realms, only spiritual plants covering the mountains and plains, and a sea of clouds that never dispersed.
During the day, they often sat on the edge of the cliff overlooking the abyss, discussing philosophy. Donghua, draped in a plain robe, casually traced the flowing clouds with his fingertips, breaking down the laws of heaven and earth into the simplest principles, explaining them to Jiaojiao beside him. Jiaojiao, with her knees drawn up, leaned on his shoulder, occasionally asking some whimsical questions, which made Donghua chuckle softly and reach out to ruffle the top of her hair. Occasionally, when the mood struck, the two would sit facing each other and play chess. Donghua's style was steady and methodical, while Jiaojiao preferred risky moves, often creating a glimmer of hope in seemingly hopeless situations. A single game of chess often lasted all day long.
As night falls, the sea of clouds transforms into a soft brocade blanket, spreading across the jade platform atop the cliff. Donghua will embrace Jiaojiao, listening to her recount the wondrous birds and flowers she encountered during the day, his fingertips tracing the red string around her wrist, to which hangs a small, delicate design of the Canghe sword he himself carved years ago. All around, only the sound of the wind and their heartbeats remain, silent yet tender. The things they love to do need no words, melting into every inch of gentle moonlight.
Five thousand years of time seem like just a blink of an eye in the vast blue sea and sky.
That day, the two were sitting on the edge of the cliff watching the sea of clouds surge when Jiaojiao suddenly felt a warm sensation coming from her sleeve. She raised her hand in confusion and took out the warmth—it was a pure white egg with a faint golden light flowing across its shell, and the patterns of dragon scales were faintly visible. It was the very object that she and Donghua had nurtured day and night with their own merits over the past five thousand years.
"It seems... he's about to come out," Jiaojiao said softly, her fingertips gently stroking the eggshell, warmth spreading from her fingertips, carrying a vibrant life force.
Donghua reached out and embraced both the egg and Jiaojiao, gazing down at the egg with an unyielding tenderness in his eyes. This egg was not formed from their bloodline, but rather from the immeasurable merit they had accumulated by suppressing Miaoluo and protecting the Three Realms—a gift bestowed by Heaven in gratitude for their kindness. Within the egg lay a golden dragon, born with the destiny of Heaven and Earth, destined to become the next Heavenly Emperor and rule the order of the Three Realms.
“Five thousand years of merit have nourished us; it’s time.” Donghua’s voice was deep and pleasant. He gently touched the eggshell with his fingertips, and golden light suddenly shone, enveloping the two figures.
As if sensing something, the sea of clouds slowly gathered, transforming into streaks of golden light that swirled around the eggshell. The pine breeze abruptly ceased, and even the spiritual plants on the cliff edge stopped swaying. The entire Azure Sea and Spiritual Realm awaited the awakening of new life.
Jiaojiao leaned against Donghua's chest, looked up at him, her eyes full of smiles: "Once he hatches, will we... go back to the Nine Heavens?"
Donghua lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, his voice gentle yet firm: "No rush."
He raised his hand and gently stroked the dragon pattern on the eggshell, gazing at the distant sea of clouds: "Let's stay with him here in this vast and beautiful place for a while. When he's truly grown up and can stand on his own, we'll send him to rule the Three Realms."
Jiaojiao smiled and nodded, burying her face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, her fingertips still gently stroking the egg.
The golden light on the eggshell grew brighter and brighter, and a faint dragon's roar emanated from the egg, clear and melodious, resounding throughout the entire blue sea and sky.
"This little guy is about to come out, and he's not even trying to keep a low profile. By now, everyone in the world probably knows that this commotion is coming from the Azure Sea and the Spirit Realm," Jiao Jiao said with a smile.
"As the future ruler of the Four Seas and Eight Desolations, this little commotion is not significant. Let's go outside so as not to affect his self-refinement." Donghua said, leading Jiaojiao outside.
Beyond the vast blue sea, Mo Yuan and Yao Guang and the others also arrived.