Ling Xiaoqing?
Meng Qingyu, the Grand Palace Master of Xuannü Palace, stared quizzically at the handsome, purple-robed youth. He had rosy lips, pearly teeth, and clear, spirited eyes. After studying him for a moment, she asked in a low voice:
"You're the legendary Child of Destiny? Aren't you called Ling Changqing?"
The Luck and Fortune emanating from the purple-robed youth before her was so immense and vast it was hard to fathom. Brilliant golden light and purple qi blazed magnificently, coalescing above his head into a jeweled canopy about an acre in size.
Above this canopy of destiny, all sorts of phenomena appeared: golden lamps and purple lotuses, the sun, moon, and stars, magnificent vistas of Celestial Palaces, and the cycle of reincarnation.
