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The two exchanged a smile, lightly clinking their wine bottles together before downing their drinks in unison.
"How was today's ceremony?" Nezha asked, sitting beside Ao Bing.
Ao Bing sighed softly. "It went smoothly. My father has decided to transfer more power to me, which means I might need to spend more time in the Dragon Palace."
Nezha's smile faltered slightly. "Is that so? Then we..."
Ao Bing immediately took Nezha's hand. "Don't worry, I've already discussed it with my father. I will manage my time to ensure our lives aren't too affected. Besides, with the frequent exchanges between the Dragon Tribe and humans now, traveling between the two worlds is no longer a challenge."
Nezha nodded in reassurance. "You're right. But speaking of which, your father has handed you the position of Crown Prince for over a decade now; why is there still power to be transferred?"
Ao Bing chuckled. "The Dragon Tribe's system is different from that of humans. The transfer of power is a lengthy process that can take decades or even centuries. My father is simply following traditional steps."
Nezha clicked his tongue in amazement. "The lifespan of the Dragon Tribe is truly enviable. Look at me; I'm only in my thirties, and my hair is already starting to turn gray."
Ao Bing gently brushed his fingers against the few silver strands at Nezha's temples. "In my eyes, you will always be that spirited youth. Besides, with your Demon Sphere Power protecting you, your lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary humans."
Nezha smiled and nodded. "I hope so. I don't want you to be a widower for too long."
Ao Bing playfully nudged him. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
They sat quietly by the sea, watching as the sun slowly sank in the west. The distant ocean shimmered with golden waves as seabirds skimmed across the water, leaving graceful arcs in their wake.
"By the way," Ao Bing suddenly recalled something, "I have a surprise for you."
He pulled out a flat box from his backpack and handed it to Nezha. Curiously, Nezha opened the box to find an ancient piece of parchment made from sheepskin, inscribed with Dragon Tribe characters.
"This is..." Nezha looked at the parchment in confusion.
Ao Bing explained, "This is the document for the lifespan-sharing ceremony of the Dragon Tribe. Through this ceremony, I can share part of my lifespan with you, bringing our lifespans closer together."
Nezha's eyes widened in astonishment. "Is... is that possible?"
Ao Bing nodded. "Of course it is. This is one of the oldest traditions of the Dragon Tribe, typically reserved for those within our kind. However, considering our unique situation, my father has specially approved this ceremony."
Nezha was so moved he could hardly speak. He understood what this ceremony meant—Ao Bing was willing to share his most precious gift with him, willing to spend long years together through laughter and tears alike.
"Ao Bing..." Nezha choked up, "I don’t know what to say."
Ao Bing spoke softly, "You don’t need to say anything. Just tell me if you are willing to accept this ceremony."
Without hesitation, Nezha nodded firmly. "Of course I am! Being able to spend more time with you is my greatest wish."
Ao Bing smiled warmly. "The ceremony is simple; we just need to go to the Dragon Palace together on the next full moon night and have my father officiate it."
Nezha carefully tucked the parchment away and pulled a small box from his pocket. "Actually, I have a gift for you too."
Ao Bing took the box and opened it, revealing a ring—not just any ring, but one crafted from a small portion of Hun Tian Ling, embedded with a fragment of Dragon Heart Jade.
"This is..." Ao Bing exclaimed, staring in astonishment at the ring.
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