Chapter 41 Gu Yuena Hatches: The Dragon King Instantly Turns into a Timid and Adorable Pet
"Well..."
Dai Mubai grunted and knelt on one knee.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.
The proud White Tiger Martial Soul within him was now curled up and trembling like a frightened cat.
"elder brother!"
Xiao Wu cried out and helped Tang San up.
Tang San's face was deathly pale, and his Purple Demon Eyes had already been extinguished.
He dug his hands into the ground so hard that his fingernails curled up and bled.
The keen senses granted by the Mysterious Heaven Skill have become a burden at this moment.
In that instant, he seemed to see the universe collapse, the galaxy vanish, and boundless darkness engulf him.
"Incredible..."
His lips trembled, and he could only manage to squeeze out these few words.
Ma Hongjun slumped to the ground, his crotch soaked, but he was completely unaware of it.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, and his body convulsed intermittently.
He fainted from fright.
The entire continent was gripped by a deathly silence of panic.
...
The Divine Realm, the Great Hall of the Committee.
"puff--!"
The God of Destruction spat out a mouthful of pale golden divine blood.
He staggered backward, crashing into the throne, his face etched with horror.
"What...what was that just now?!"
The Asura God knelt on one knee, supporting his body with the Asura Sword.
He clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums.
The goddess of life trembled.
Her emerald green eyes lost focus.
"We… don't even deserve to be 'watched'…"
She murmured.
"That was just... the aftershock? A faint sensation transmitted across endless worlds?"
The god of evil and the god of good embraced each other tightly.
They could feel each other's coldness and trembling.
They are the kings of gods.
Holding the reins of power in the divine realm, one can decide the reincarnation of beings in the mortal world with a single thought.
But now, just because of a fleeting thought in the minds of children from another world, a wisp of sensation has caused their souls to become unstable and their divine blood to flow backward.
The difference... is beyond description.
...
I don't know how much time passed.
It may be a moment, or it may be a long time.
Perfect World, above the Great Wilderness.
The shattered sky, the boiling thunder, and the wailing of countless streams slowly receded like a tide.
The sunlight shone down again.
The sounds of wind and insects gradually returned.
It's as if the apocalyptic scene is just an illusion.
But in the open space, everyone remained kneeling and limp.
Heavy breathing filled the air.
Everyone's face bore the bewilderment of someone who had survived a disaster, and a deep-seated fear.
Xia Youyu supported herself on the ground and struggled to her feet.
Her stunningly beautiful face was as pale as paper, her clothes soaked with cold sweat and clinging to her curves, but all her charm was gone, leaving only a disheveled state and lingering fear.
The way she looked at Shi Hao had completely changed.
It's no longer about looking at "potentially gifted children".
His eyes held a mixture of extreme awe, deep apprehension, and an indescribable fear.
He can readily describe the complete system after the divine fire is ignited...
When one can visualize a certain being in their mind, it triggers the taboos of heaven and earth, causing all things to wail in despair...
What is the origin of this dirty little thing?
What kind of being is the "Willow God" he speaks of, the "Fairy Brother" he subconsciously reveres?
Is the "person destined for calamity" that the Heaven-Mending Pavilion is searching for really him?
Zhu Zhuqing slowly straightened up.
His cool face remained expressionless, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed his inner thoughts.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
Hold on tight to this powerful figure.
At all costs.
This thought has never been so clear and firm.
Shi Hao let go of his hand covering his mouth, his face still showing signs of shock.
He patted his chest and whispered:
"That scared me to death... I almost caused a disaster..."
Then he looked at Xia Youyu and Zhu Zhuqing, scratched his head, and gave a smile that was more like a grimace:
"Um... just pretend you didn't hear what I said earlier, and please, please don't tell anyone, and please don't think about it either!"
Xia Youyu and Zhu Zhuqing nodded hurriedly.
Who would dare to imagine that?
Do you want to die?
...
Perfect World, Time-Space City.
At the pond, Su Ling's hand holding the fishing rod paused slightly.
He naturally sensed the slight ripple of law in the lower realm caused by him.
"This kid..."
He chuckled and shook his head.
"You're quite clever; you knew to cut off the idea immediately."
Shi Hao compared him to an "immortal," but Su Ling didn't care.
At his level, he had long since transcended the attachment to fame and status.
However, as a Celestial King of this era, he is deeply entangled with the cause and effect of this world, and his very existence is a manifestation of the Great Dao.
Those with low cultivation levels who rashly attempt to contemplate or speculate are indeed prone to triggering a backlash from the laws of heaven and earth.
"Your temperament is still a bit too impetuous; you need to work on it."
Su Ling stroked her chin, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.
"Having had a smooth journey without experiencing true life-or-death trials and despair... can they truly shoulder the responsibility in the future?"
He had a bit of a headache.
The main issue is that the signs of restlessness from the other side are becoming increasingly obvious.
The last defeat of An Lan was only temporary; those immortal kings will never give up.
If the sky were to collapse, now that the heavens and earth are vast, it would truly be up to him, the "tallest one," to hold it up.
"Never mind."
Su Ling shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.
After all, the sacrificial ceremony is a permanent testament, rewriting the past and the future.
He wouldn't be surprised even if Shi Hao became an Immortal Emperor on the spot.
Just then—
"Click".
A soft yet clear crisp sound came from the large cauldron floating behind them.
Su Ling turned his head.
The dragon egg inside the cauldron, taller than a person and radiating seven-colored light, had a fine crack on its shell.
Immediately afterwards, cracks spread like a spider web.
"Click, click, click..."
The sound of shattering was incessant.
A small piece was pushed open at the top of the eggshell.
A small, wet head covered in fine silver scales peeked out timidly.
It was Gu Yuena.
Her appearance has undergone a subtle change.
The dragon head remains exquisite and majestic, but its lines are now softer and smoother.
The scales covering its head were pure silver-white, like frost and snow condensed from moonlight, each scale shimmering with a crystalline luster.
What's most striking is those eyes—
It was still a deep purple, but deep within its pupils, a faint golden pattern had appeared.
She had just completed her transformation and was still somewhat dazed.
The first thing she saw after hatching was a familiar, bluish figure by the pond that sent shivers down her spine.
Then, she suddenly remembered the indifferent words she had heard before being thrown into the cauldron for her "baptism"—
"...Let's have an extra meal tonight."
Gu Yuena's petite dragon body suddenly stiffened!
"Waaah..."
A low growl escaped her throat, and her purplish-gold eyes instantly filled with panic and fear.
Extra meal...
Is he...is he going to eat me?
A huge panic overwhelmed her.
The dignity of a supreme ruler of soul beasts, the pride of a half-step god-king, vanish in the face of life and death.
Without even thinking, she quickly pulled her head back in!
Not only did she retract, but she also stretched out her two tiny dragon claws and frantically pulled back the broken eggshell fragments, covering the opening tightly, trying to "hide" herself back into the egg.
It's as if this way they can escape the fate of being stewed into "dragon meat soup".
A rustling sound came from inside the cauldron.
There was also a slight clicking sound of the eggshells colliding.
Coupled with his attempt to cover up the truth, it exuded an awkward yet pitifully endearing charm.
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