Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
As the morning mist had yet to dissipate, the Golden Red Magic Flame illuminated the Twelve Spires of the Magic Castle.
Aelia pinned the last Starlight Stone to Lucius's collar, the unique Milk Fragrance of the infant mingling with Agave and Xunxiang, enveloping the prayer room.
"Xiao Luna, don't grab your brother's Ailya," Qin Si said, reaching out to stop the baby girl who was crawling toward the Crystal Altar. Just then, Luna clutched the blessing bell and suddenly flipped over to sit up.
The sound of jingling rang out as the Bronze Ling She accidentally struck Aelia's Crescent Scar hidden beneath her ceremonial robe.
Aelia's fingertip trembled; the Stardust that had seeped into her palm while Magi knelt last night suddenly felt like Zhuo Tong.
She watched as Lucius's hand, adorned with the Leonard Jade Ring, brushed over the Ancestral Codex and suddenly recalled that in the Original, this Serpent Pattern Ring was supposed to be worn on Illegitimate Daughter's wrist.
"The time has come!" The Twelve Bell Chimes startled Luna awake.
As Lucius stepped onto the third Stone Step of the altar, Luna unexpectedly opened her five fingers toward the Dome.
No one noticed that her chubby palm flashed with a Dark Night Elf totem, nor did they realize that Aelia's Blood Pearl was dripping onto the Codex and seeping into the stone crevices.
The Seven-Layer Barrier suddenly emitted a crisp sound reminiscent of Feng Ling.
The Elder of the Demon Fortress, who had been standing solemnly, were horrified to discover that an ice crystal in the center of the altar was beginning to take shape into the outline of a Great Mage who had fallen three hundred years ago.
Seizing the opportunity, Luna stepped her little feet, stained with Aelia's blood, into the Magic Array Eye, causing the entire Dome to reflect a flowing Star River.
"Phantasm Star as a guide, Ye Lu as a medium." The aging voice startled Leonard, causing him to take half a step back.
The Magic Ancestor's Remnant Soul reached out and snatched away Lucius's Sheen Pattern ring, instantly crushing the emerald into a flurry of Ying Huo. "You dare to taint the Heir with the poison of the Holy Thorn?"
Luna seized the moment to giggle.
She pretended to catch the falling Ying Huo, but in reality, she used Dark Night Elf sorcery to guide the remnants of the poison towards Leonard's sleeve.
When Brother San suddenly pointed at a crack in the East Wall and shouted, everyone's attention was drawn to the suddenly appearing Rainbow Path.
"The Contract Beast will awaken its True Eye if it eats the Dragon Scale Fruit," Luna said, playfully tapping Second Brother's silver cloak.
The Snow Ferret, gnawing on the forbidden fruit, suddenly let out a sharp cry, and within Jin Tong, a small green snake formed from the poison in Leonard's sleeve was reflected.
Aelia's Aelia's Celestial Staff suddenly lit up.
As the Staff Tip Nebula swirled, the ancestor's Remnant Soul abruptly tossed Lucius's wand into it.
Everyone watched as two strands of Xing Mang intertwined and ascended, drawing a Track in the Dome that resembled the High-Level Protective Spell Luna had demonstrated last night.
"Watch closely!" The ancestor's Remnant Soul waved the wand transformed into Xing Wu, and eighteen curses coincidentally matched the rhythm Luna usually played with her crystal ball.
As Lucius's fingertip blossomed with the first Xing Mang, Luna deliberately knocked over the Holy Water Jar, allowing the liquid mixed with Aelia's blood to spill over the Altar Magic Pattern.
With a thunderous roar, the Seven-Layer Barrier completely transformed into a star bridge.
Leonard was about to speak when he suddenly realized that the poison in his sleeve was being burned by the Contract Beast’s Jin Tong.
His sinister gaze swept over Aelia's bloodied Palm, only to find Luna grinning at him, clutching half a Starlight Stone.
"The Illusory Star Spell requires a pure heart as its guide." The ancestral Remnant Soul suddenly turned to Lucius, the Residual Shadow beginning to dissipate. "Remember, the true Magic Castle Heir..."
The lingering words were swallowed by the sudden sound of the Dome Harp.
Luna watched the Xing Mang forming at the tip of Lucius's wand, quietly biting down harder on the Crystal Pacifier that concealed the Dark Elf Spell.
As Aelia bent down to pick up her daughter, the moonlight illuminated her Palm, revealing an increasingly crimson Crescent Mark—one that belonged to a soon-to-awaken illegitimate child.
The echoes of the Dome Harp still wandered among the stone pillars, while the Twelve Spires had lowered seven Rainbow Bridges.
Luna clutched Ailya's Silver Hair and let out a Lactation Burp, her Liuli-colored Pupils reflecting the myriad of Ying Huo—those remnants of venom that should have clung to the Sheen Pattern ring were now transforming into scattered starlight, falling into the Gap of the Rainbow Bridge.
"Welcome, New Castle Lord!" The voice of the Purple Robed Host was drowned out by waves of congratulatory cheers.
Brother San suddenly stumbled and knocked over a crystal fruit platter, three Dragon Scale Fruits rolling to Lucius's feet.
Luna immediately reached out with her tiny hand. As the fruit burst open, the Contract Beast's Jin Tong swept past a Gray Robed Man who was attempting to bend down to pick up a fruit, startling him so much that his Peeping Mirror fell to the ground.
"It seems Father’s Raven needs a new cage." Lucius lightly tapped his wand, and from the shattered Peeping Mirror emerged half a phantom snake.
Aelia's Celestial Staff suddenly lit up; She Shadow transformed into Qing Yan upon touching the Xing Mang, dissipating amidst someone’s startled cry of "Heirloom."
The banquet hall instantly came alive.
Twelve Light Butterflies suddenly flew out from the emerald bracelet of the Red-Haired Witch, only to be sucked into the Crystal Baby Bottle clutched by Luna, turning into sugar dust. The Ice Crystal Crown presented by the Northern Merchant barely touched the Long Table before being doused with the Honeyed Wine accidentally spilled by Brother San, forming a crooked "fool" character. Most absurdly, a certain Viscountess's Flame Parrot had just declared "eternal loyalty" when it was snatched away by Second Brother's Snow Ferret, mistaking its tail feathers for a Teething Stick.
"Xiao Luna, would you like to touch the Crystal Swan?" The girl in the pink dress crouched down, and suddenly, blue roses at her temples burst forth with gold dust.
Luna coughed violently; the Dark Elf Spell hidden in her drool cloth felt slightly warm, and the gold dust coalesced into a Poison Scorpion Pattern on the girl's skirt.
Aelia's cloak fluttered without wind, and as Xing Mang swept by, the girl had already fled down the corridor, sobbing with her singed skirt in hand.
When Leonard crushed his fifth Liuli Cup, a clever person finally discovered the key to the chaos.
The White-Bearded Alchemist presented a moonstone that sang a lullaby, respectfully placing it beside Luna's wicker cradle. "This is made from pure Xing Hui..."
"Gulp—" Luna turned over with a burp, her chubby little hand unintentionally slapping down on the moonstone.
From the sudden burst of Strong Light emanating from the stone, the Curse Scroll hidden in the Alchemist's sleeve became fully visible. Before he could explain, Qin Si had already "accidentally" splashed tea on his goatee.
In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed that Aelia's palm was absorbing the Xing Mang dissipating from the Rainbow Bridge.
When a bold viscount attempted to toast Lucius, Luna suddenly clutched Aelia's necklace and began to wail loudly.
The necklace embedded with Star Tear Gems snapped in response, and as it fell, one of the gems struck the viscount's silver wine cup—residual Violet Potion at the bottom of the cup instantly vaporized upon contact with the Star Tear Stone, releasing a mist with a serpent-like odor.
"It seems tonight's moon particularly favors honest people." Aelia lifted the Star Tear Stone with her bloodied palm as those mists hissed upon touching her Blood Pearl.
Lucius timely waved his wand; the Xing Hui cascading from the Dome enveloped the Throne like a Shimmering Veil, making the magic artifacts displayed by those vying for favor appear as if they were cheap toys.
Luna seized the opportunity to stuff the saliva-soaked Little Feet into the Moonstone Base, while the Dark Elf Spell climbed up the Rainbow Bridge along with Shi Wen.
As the Seventh Star leaped out of the Spire, the venomous residue clinging to the Rainbow Bridge suddenly emitted a screech, transforming into fiery droplets that fell toward the Black Forest outside the Magic Castle—precisely in the direction where the Illegitimate Daughter in the Original awakened her Bloodline.
When the chime signaling the end of the banquet rang out, Aelia's Crescent Scar on her neck had turned to a rose gold hue.
Qin Si, busy cleaning up, suddenly paused. She distinctly saw her lady's silver hair tips stained with Star Blue Blood Pearl—something that should have belonged to the Pure Blood lineage of the Stellar Priestess.
"Sister Qian Si!" Brother San drunkenly stumbled over, holding up a melting Ice Crystal Crown. "You said this should be changed to a bird feeder..." The Maid swiftly dodged, catching a glimpse of Leonard standing in the shadow of the terrace, his fingers tracing the empty spot where a ring once rested, faint green patterns shifting beneath his skin.
As the moonlight shifted over Shan Na, Luna suddenly spat out a Crystal Pacifier toward Qin Si's direction.
The Silicone Pacifier, hiding a charm, rolled to the edge of the Embroidered Golden Carpet, picking up some sort of murky Black Slime with a swampy scent.
When the Maid bent down to pick it up, a sudden sharp pain pricked at her nape, reminiscent of when she had blocked a curse for her lady years ago at the Astrology Tower.
Aelia's Celestial Staff emitted a warning hum, but at that moment, everyone was captivated by Lucius's display of a new barrier.
No one noticed as Qin Si quietly concealed the Crystal Pacifier within a handkerchief embroidered with Wisteria flowers, nor did anyone see the thick mist rising in her eyes as she gazed at her lady's retreating figure—denser than the deepest marshes of the Black Forest.
Comment 0 Comment Count