It flew away.
Its tail feathers trailing long starlight.
With a flap of its wings, it vanished into the murky chaos.
Li Ye was initially caught off guard.
By the ti he snapped back to reality, the bird was nothing but a faint and near-imperceptible line of Divine Soul, which allowed him to glimpse traces of the Star Bird, though it was barely discernible.
"My bird!"
He felt quite heartbroken.
A bird that could inspire Spiritual Insight in a Nascent Soul!
The higher the tier of a cultivator, the rarer it is to achieve a sudden flash of inspiration.
If it were put up for sale—no, even if it were just to please soone or create so hype—it would likely lead to a fierce scramble among Nascent Souls in the Tao Furnace Realm.
"Father."
The Golden Crow noticed Li Ye’s disappointnt.
He gently said, "Its true ho is to build its nest among the constellations. You shouldn’t mind, Father. Aunt Lang Yue and I will have ti to co back to visit you."
Huh?
Aunt Lang Yue?
Suddenly, Li Ye didn’t feel so bad.
There’s even an Aunt Lang Yue...
As for Aunt Lang Yue, she didn’t care at all.
For ordinary people, status might be a shackle, but for sacred beings like them, it’s just a title. Status is given by position; aunt turning into a wife is not impossible.
She rely smiled.
Alright.
I really can’t do anything about you two.
Li Ye sighed slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Anyway, I’ll leave you a ho. Why not decorate it now so that no matter when you want to co back, you can."
He was a bit reluctant to see the two mischief-makers again.
"Great!" Lang Yue was genuinely pleased. Her tiline may have been leading to destruction, but she was still a cultivator of the Four Seasons Sect.
A ho belonging to her and the one she loves holds extrely special aning.
Moreover, because of the destruction of the world.
She felt even more how wonderful it is to have a peaceful ho.
Just the thought of it now made her tremble with excitent.
Impatiently waiting for Li Ye to summon the Xiang River Manor, she dragged Little Golden Crow and dived into one of them directly.
Li Ye leaned closer for a look.
And then...
The black moonlight draped over the small courtyard like a veil, and Lang Yue discontentedly said:
"Don’t look, don’t look!"
"I’m not your Spirit Beast."
"Go away!"
Li Ye "..."
Tsk, so petty.
I was thinking of providing you with so furniture.
He withdrew his gaze.
Glanced at the remaining seeds buried in the celestial ground that seed yet to sprout, then focused on crafting the spiritual objects needed by the Candle Dragon.
Just now, in a flash of Spiritual Insight, he had decided on the materials for creation—sun and moon shining together would naturally require ready-to-use Fusang and Ruo Wood, and he still had the laurel branches obtained from Wangshu.
Using these as the basis, aided by the omnipresent chaos here, along with the diation creation thod, and so carefully carved spirit patterns.
Those spirit patterns had to be based on each branch, able to operate Spiritual Power and function, and yet able to connect as a whole anyti, anywhere...
With all these elents aligned.
They would surely form an unprecedentedly miraculous Spirit Plant.
Ti indeed seed to pass slowly now.
Staying in the chaos, there was no telling how ti flowed.
For so long that a figure erged from the unknown void, standing quietly within folded space beyond Li Ye’s perception.
He stood there.
With an expression of calm tinged with a smile.
Supporting his chin, lost in thought.
anwhile, Spiritual Power beside him seed to recognize its master, frantically trying to surge into his body, streams of starlight flowing upwards, transforming into mysterious, majestic star rivers surrounding him.
Within them, one could see countless spirit pattern characters revolving, shaped like Divine Beasts and Immortals, or to say in the cosmic rivers, they thrived, creating nations.
"How dare you incarnate into the mortal realm?"
An aged voice sounded beside him.
"Hmm? Why not." He replied casually, "I haven’t done anything, besides, the foundation of this chaos was laid by , they should welco .
Don’t you welco ?"
The Candle Dragon’s Divine Thought paused slightly.
Then remarked with feeling, "Su Xing, you are truly thick-skinned, how can I ever be as shaless as you?"
"Haha." Su Xing laughed joyfully, maintaining a brightness as if still a young man, even patting... the round ball-like Divine Thought of the Candle Dragon.
Then replied, "Of course, by being a human, I still maintain the human routine of three als a day, spring plowing and autumn harvesting, working from sunrise to sunset.
Except occasionally when the sun and moon get unruly, they need a beating.
Sigh.
Hence why I prefer Wangshu. Xi He and Chang Xi frequently trouble , rely because I sent so things to Emperor Jun.
Truly petty!"
The Candle Dragon’s Divine Thought vibrated.
Then helplessly said, "But I am not of the Human Race."
"Then why not reincarnate as human, should you stay here any longer in this barren state, sooner or later the lamp oil will run dry.
At that point, even I won’t be able to help you.
Why persist?"
Su Xing seed to enjoy the feel of the spherical Divine Thought, patted it, and patted it again, finally even held it firmly, kneading it.
Like kneading a glutinous rice dumpling.
The Candle Dragon remained calm amidst Su Xing’s playfulness, saying steadily, "Then will you help ?"
"I won’t." Su Xing shook his head, "I’m just here to attend my disciple-grandson’s Nascent Soul ceremony, and simultaneously discuss so matters with fellow friends Yang Ke Dao You and Miye Dao You.
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