Divine Seal: Attribute Cultivation, Starting from Saving Cai'er

Polar snow stars, white streaks in the waves.

Long Fan strolled along the silvery-white coastline, experiencing the beauty of the new world's extreme wilderness.

Then he turned to look at his wife and children, his deep eyes reflecting the golden sunset and the children's excited faces.

For a group of beings who have already transcended the divine realm, the low temperature here has absolutely no effect.

The remaining serene beauty was fully captured in the view.

The whole family walked barefoot on the cool snow, feeling the pulse of the planet in a way that was different from warmth.

"The sunset glows like gold, it's the perfect time to ride the waves."

Let's go see the snow fairies at dusk.

Long Fan's voice was gentle, carrying an undeniable charm.

Gu Yuena nodded slightly, the star-shaped hair accessory that had slipped from her hair sparkling.

She was gently lifted up by an invisible spatial force, hovering a few inches from her ear, reflecting the last golden rays of the setting sun.

Under the moonlight, slender fingers moved rhythmically, and one by one, the peeled, sweet and juicy "Extreme Ice Lychees" automatically sought out their owners.

The plump, sweet flesh flew into the two little ones' slightly parted lips.

The cool, sweet juice immediately filled my mouth, leaving me wanting more.

The family of six, with Mengyao being lifted up by Long Fan and seated in his arms.

Jin'er, holding Gu Yuena's hand, strolled along the coastline of the Arctic Snowfield.

The setting sun cast long shadows of them, which blended into the golden ripples.

The waves gently licked my ankles, not with a chilling cold, but with a salty, damp coolness.

Saint Cher lags behind by a few steps, her bare feet also treading on the soft, damp sand.

The moon-white long dress seemed to absorb the shimmering light of the seawater, swaying gently with each step.

She kept her eyes closed and did not play the zither.

But the invisible strings of fate began to turn naturally again.

As she subtly traced her fingertips through the air, a quiet change was taking place beneath the calm surface of the sea.

Wherever it passed, the coral reefs in the shallow waters shone with colors even more brilliantly than during the day.

The nourishing power of the moonlight, drawn in, penetrates deep into the seabed, silently accelerating the metabolism and purification of marine life.

Several translucent "moonlight jellyfish," which I had never seen during the day and which seemed to be formed from seawater and moonlight, floated lightly out from behind the reef.

Like a graceful snow sprite, its tentacles emit a soft blue-white halo.

They fluttered and danced around the crowd, like dancing sprites manifesting from silent music.

Some starfish that were originally lurking on the sand bottom and had dull colors have now surfaced.

They stretch out their bright and dazzling colors and healthier shape, silently absorbing this blessing that transcends nature.

This is Saint Cher's way of nurturing and giving back to this temporary home. No words are needed; the Arctic Ocean itself is the echo of her symphony.

At this moment, Gu Yuena, who was no longer immersed in books, was like a curious and adventurous child king.

With two children, they explored the icy hills.

Sometimes I pause, sometimes I gaze into the distance.

Soon, the seven-colored dragon eyes noticed a blue-purple hermit crab hurriedly crawling on the snowdrift.

It's just like a traveler rushing home to avoid the cold.

With a slight twitch of her fingertips, Gu Yuena instantly transformed the hermit crab's old, leaky conch shell into a shimmering, iridescent glass shell inlaid with tiny pearls.

The hermit crab, not being very intelligent, suddenly stopped and circled around in a daze.

It seemed not to understand the origin of its new home, but instinctively, it quickly crawled inside to ward off the cold.

After getting used to the weight and size of its new home, it started moving its crab legs sideways again with a crackling sound.

From everyone's perspective, it looked like a shimmering, wondrous trail left on the snow.

"Add a touch of 'dream of a comfortable home'?"

Long Fan teased her, looking at her mischievous smile.

"It's about beautifying its living space."

Gu Yuena appeared serious, but a cunning glint shone in her eyes.

The old snail shells that were replaced on the beach silently decomposed and returned to cosmic dust in the ripples of space.

As the last glimmer of golden-red sinks into the inky blue horizon, night falls.

A deep purple velvet curtain quietly descended.

The sea breeze was crisper, carrying a slightly fishy scent from the deep ocean. The two children, having played all day, began to rub their eyes and snuggled close to their parents.

"It's time to go home."

Long Fan's voice carried a hint of tipsy satisfaction.

As he spoke, a thought subtly stirred within him.

On the sea not far away, space rippled like water.

The colossal ship, whose magnificence defies description, emerged.

It was none other than the Seven-Colored Glass Boat, which silently appeared on the ice ocean from the dimensional gap.

Mengyao cheered and pointed at the giant ship that was shimmering with light.

"Wow! A glass boat! Time to go home!"

Long Jin was instantly energized, his drowsiness dispelled by the dreamlike scene before him.

Even a foot above the water, the soft, iridescent light emanating from the bottom of the boat was reflected on the undulating, dark waves.

A flowing rainbow bridge of light has been laid, connecting this real beach with the dreamlike pavilion.

Once again, they stepped onto the staircase formed naturally by the condensation of seven-colored light and entered the boat.

It remains that warm and welcoming world, with ancient trees of life serving as beams and laurel branches entwined around it.

On the floating display shelf, which bears the brunt of the impact, the stars on the crown still flicker softly.

The red glow of the Heartbeat Stone, like the embers of a lava furnace, remained warm and constant over this icy plain.

The seashells and rocks, in their stillness, shift and change the light and shadow within, as if sealing away a miniature deep-sea secret or a flowing nebula.

Long Fan held Cai'er's hand, carried Meng Yao, and Yue Ye followed closely behind.

Gu Yuena then put her arm around Jin'er and together they slowly climbed to the open-air stargazing platform at the highest point of the ship's side.

The observatory has a transparent energy dome that also blocks out the night wind and dew, allowing the magnificent and boundless aurora to be presented before your eyes without reservation.

"Father, look!"

Mengyao pointed to her seaweed crown that had floated up from the display.

Under the pure night sky, the breath-like, star-blue shimmering light became even clearer and more vibrant.

At first glance, it looks as if the entire starry sky has been gently cut and draped over it.

Long Fan led it there.

Mengyao carefully picked it up, as if she were holding a crown of stars.

"My heart is breathing stars!"

The little guy shook his head proudly.

The seaweed crown, which her father had "added" with stardust, now resembled a galaxy woven together.

Countless starlight twinkled softly in the hair ornament she wore, making her small face look like a moonlit fairy.

Long Jin excitedly raised the "Heartbeat Stone" to show it to everyone.

At this moment, the stone is no longer just a simple orange-red glowing object, but truly contains the heart of a miniature star!

The light spots inside the lava are not static, but rather flowing and flickering.

It exudes a constant, reassuring warmth, illuminating the surrounding area like a lamp in the palm of your hand.

Long Fan smiled and extended his hands.

His left hand gently covered Mengyao's small hand holding the crown, while his right hand pressed on the "heartbeat stone" held by Long Jin.

The warmth in the palm of your hand, along with the core of the Deep Blue Power's will to create and protect, is transmitted to the children without any obstruction.

As for the stones that Cai'er touched, they changed even more under the starlight of the polar night.

The moonlight patterns flowing on the obsidian surface are even deeper, as if liquid stardust is swirling within them.

Mother-of-pearl, on the other hand, radiates a warmer, pearly luster, with what appears to be surging tides and darting fish within.

It is no longer a cold stone, but has been given the breath and soul of stars and ocean.

Long Fan watched all this and murmured softly.

The sound blends into the ancient, flowing galaxy and the eternal moonlight.

At this moment, the universe is contained within, and all worlds are embraced.

My heart is filled with only a boundless and clear sea of ​​stars.

"It's best that we're all here..." (End of Chapter)