Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Ye Qingzhou tried to look away, but found her body had already frozen.

The mermaid's red lips parted slightly, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth, spreading across the water. Her song entered her mind directly, not through her ears, but through the most vulnerable part of her memory…

An illusion descends.

Six-year-old Ye Qingzhou hid in the wardrobe, watching the fighting outside through the crack.

The mother, whose original form was covered in blood, stood in front of the bedroom door, her white clothes stained with blood and her long sword broken.

The men in black rushed forward one after another, leaving seven or eight corpses on the ground.

"Princess, why resist?"

The leader of the men in black sneered, "Hand over the child, and the sect leader will spare your life."

"Don't even think about it!"

The mother wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. "You'll never get Zhou'er!"

Suddenly, the man in black threw out a blood-red jade bottle. The bottle shattered, and countless blood threads wrapped around the mother as if they were alive.

She swung her sword, but a few streaks of blood still clung to her arm, and her skin immediately began to fester.

"How does the Bloodthirsty Bone-Corroding Powder taste?"

The man in black approached, "One last question, where is the child?"

The mother suddenly smiled. She released the broken sword, formed a complex hand seal, and seven-colored light burst forth from her body, weaving into a star map in the air.

"The seven emotions draw forth, the dragon vein opens!"

She shouted sharply, and the star map suddenly shrank, transforming into a stream of light that flew towards the wardrobe!
Before the original body could react, it was struck on the forehead by the stream of light and immediately lost consciousness.

The final scene shows the mother turning and rushing towards the man in black, accompanied by her heart-wrenching screams:
"Remember, Zhou'er! On the day the seven emotions converge, the dragon's blood..."

The illusion suddenly distorted and switched to another scene.

The mother stood on an unfamiliar altar, surrounded by seven beast-shaped cauldrons.

She was covered in blood, but she firmly pressed a dragon-shaped jade pendant onto the central stone tablet.

"I use my seven emotions as a guide, and my dragon vein as a lock."

Her voice trembled, "Seal this place, and do not open it for a hundred years!"

Below the altar, countless dark figures roared and struggled, among which one was particularly clear—it was Mo Qianzhu in his youth!
Bound by chains, he cursed madly, "Mirror! You think this can hold me captive? A hundred years from now, my successor will come to break the seal."

The seal was complete, and the image shattered.

Ye Qingzhou was suddenly brought back to reality, finding himself half-submerged in water, being pulled towards the bottom of the lake by the weeping mermaid.

Lan Yue clung tightly to his arm, while the two Golden Feather Guards rowed desperately, but they couldn't stop the boat from sinking.

"Owner!"

Bai You's scream came from the airship.

Ye Qingzhou tried to struggle, but the mermaid's song rang out again, even more sorrowful than before.

This time, he witnessed the last moments of his predecessor's mother before she disappeared.

That day, she dragged her injured body to the back mountain of the Ye family and handed the baby to a blurry figure.

"Take him away... don't let the Blood Fiend Sect find him..."

She coughed up blood. "I planted the seeds of the seven emotions within him... When the time is right... he'll know what to do..."

The man took the baby: "Princess, and what about you?"

"I have to go back..."

She gazed into the distance, "The seal isn't strong enough... If 'that thing' escapes..."

The screen ends here.

Ye Qingzhou found himself sinking several feet into the lake, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

The face of the weeping mermaid was inches away, and blood tears streamed from its dark eyes. Those blood tears turned into fine threads in the water and wrapped around its limbs.

The Seven Emotions Armor suddenly activated on its own, its silver-white armor radiating blue light in the deep water.

The dragon patterns on the breastplate began to move, as if they were alive. Even more astonishingly, of the seven gems on the belt, the cyan gem representing "sorrow" detached from the belt and floated in front of Ye Qingzhou, projecting a blurry image:
A woman in white was trapped inside a crystal. Her face was exactly the same as her mother's, but her demeanor was more mature and noble.

Her eyes were closed, her hands were folded in front of her chest, and she held a dragon-shaped jade pendant between her fingers—exactly the same one that Ye Qingzhou wore around his neck!
"This is...the Eldest Princess?"

Ye Qingzhou was slightly startled.

The woman in the video suddenly opened her eyes and stared directly at Ye Qingzhou.

Her lips moved slightly, conveying a silent message: "The day when the seven emotions...gather...until...the day when the dragon's blood...boils..."

Every word struck Ye Qingzhou's heart like a heavy hammer. He suddenly realized that the woman in the Ice Heart Mirror, the mother of his predecessor in the armor's memories, and the person he was seeing now... were all the same person!

Princess Mingjing, the eldest princess of the current dynasty, is the birth mother of the body he inhabits, and has been trapped somewhere in the secret realm!

The weeping blood mermaid seemed enraged by this turn of events, and the blood threads wrapped around it even tighter.

Ye Qingzhou struggled to breathe, his consciousness beginning to fade. Just then, a silver light pierced the water—it was Bai You!
The little fox, enveloped in azure energy, charged directly at the mermaid.

The moment the two made contact, the mermaid let out a piercing scream, and her blood vessels snapped.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Qingzhou activated the "Seven Emotions Beast Taming Technique," channeling all the "sorrow" energy within his body into the mermaid's forehead.

"Your sadness... shouldn't be used to hurt others."

He struggled to convey his message, "Let me... help you... control the energy of your sorrow."

The mermaid froze, and her blood and tears gradually faded, eventually turning into clear water droplets.

The bloodshot color faded from her dark eyes, revealing crystalline blue pupils. Even more astonishingly, her fishtail began to disintegrate, transforming into countless glowing tentacles—she was actually a corrupted, mutated, luminous jellyfish!
"I see……"

Ye Qingzhou suddenly realized, "The Blood Fiend Sect distorted your form using mutated Yuan Qi."

The purified jellyfish is only the size of a palm, completely transparent, and shimmers with blue light inside.

It gently touched Ye Qingzhou's forehead, conveying gratitude. Ye Qingzhou then infused it with the Qi of "Sorrow," causing the jellyfish to shrink slightly, but its blue light became purer, and the ancient character "Sorrow" appeared on its forehead.

"The 'sorrow' of the seven emotions..."

Ye Qingzhou smiled, "I'll call you 'Blue Tears'."

Blue Tears swam around him happily, then released a gentle energy.

Ye Qingzhou immediately felt refreshed, and Bai You and Lan Yue also felt invigorated. Even more miraculously, the Ice Heart Mirror in his arms suddenly vibrated, projecting a beam of blue light that pointed directly to a certain spot at the bottom of the lake.

What's there?

Lan Lei led the way, and Ye Qingzhou followed.

In the deepest part of the lake, he found a stone tablet half-buried in the silt. The tablet was engraved with seven kinds of monster patterns, five of which had already lit up faintly—corresponding exactly to the Fury Flame, White Sorrow, Xuanjia Turtle, Blue Joy, and Blue Tear that he had subdued.

"A milestone in the Trial of the Seven Emotions?"

Ye Qingzhou reached out and touched the stone tablet.

In an instant, the entire Aurora Lake came alive.

The aurora borealis swirled wildly across the lake, eventually converging into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky. The imperial advisor on the flying boat suddenly knelt, clutching his head, while the Xuan Tian Crane let out a long, painful cry.

"impossible……"

The Imperial Preceptor's voice became distorted, sometimes aged, sometimes shrill, a jumble of conflicting sounds: "The Seven Emotions...the Inheritance...should not...awaken now!"

When Ye Qingzhou surfaced, this was the bizarre scene he witnessed.

The Imperial Advisor's body trembled violently, his left eye flashing with a blue light, while his right eye glowed with a blood-red light, as if two souls were vying for control.

“Ye…Qing…Zhou…” The Imperial Advisor’s voice suddenly became unfamiliar and ancient, “Quick…Go…He…is…about…to…wake…”

"Who are you?"

Ye Qingzhou asked warily.

"The First... Generation..."

The Imperial Advisor's left eye blazed with a bright blue light. "The Seven Emotions...Secret Realm...is not...a treasure...it's...a prison! Don't let...he...gather...all...the...seven...emotions..."

Before he finished speaking, the blood-red light in the Grand Preceptor's right eye suddenly surged, instantly suppressing the blue light.

He straightened up abruptly, his face regaining its composure, but his eyes had completely changed—cold and greedy.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

The Imperial Advisor looked at Ye Qingzhou, his voice as gentle as ever, as if the strange change had never happened.

Ye Qingzhou suppressed her shock and pretended to be nonchalant: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Back on the airship, he checked the status of the raging flames.

The little firebird was still unconscious, but the gold and blue patterns on its feathers had formed a perfect yin-yang symbol, indicating that the two energies of ice and fire coexisted harmoniously within its body.

Even more surprisingly, under the nourishment of the Aurora Lake's energy, Bai You and Lan Yue both grew larger and their strength improved significantly.

In the dead of night, Ye Qingzhou was alone in the cabin organizing the clues.

The Ice Heart Mirror, the memories of the battle armor, the stone tablet, and the two consciousnesses within the Imperial Preceptor…

Everything points to a startling truth.

"The Seven Emotions Secret Realm is a prison..."

Ye Qingzhou muttered to himself, lost in thought: "It's imprisoning some terrifying being. Mother sacrificed herself to reinforce the seal, and Mo Qianzhu wants to release it..."

Blue tears floated in front of him, and blue light within his body flickered rhythmically.

Suddenly, it released a gentle energy that formed a miniature star map in the air, which was the hand seal that its former mother had formed back then.

"This is... the Seven Emotions Guidance?"

Ye Qingzhou carefully memorized the pattern.

Just then, the airship tilted suddenly, and the exclamations of the Golden Feather Guards and the long cry of the Xuan Tian Crane came from outside.

Ye Qingzhou rushed out of the cabin and saw a blood-red waterspout rising from the lake in the distance, approaching the airship at an alarming speed.

At the top of the waterspout stood a familiar figure—Mo Qianzhu!

"Found you, you little bastard!"

The Blood Fiend Sect Master's sinister laughter could be heard from a great distance, "Hand over the Ice Heart Mirror and the Seven Emotions Key!"

Ye Qingzhou immediately summoned all the demonic beasts. Silver Blade flapped its wings and soared into the sky, Bai You and Lan Yue guarded its sides, Xuanjia Turtle transformed into a shield in front of it, and Lan Lei floated on its shoulder. Only Fury Flame remained dormant inside the cabin.

"The Imperial Advisor!"

He turned around and shouted, only to see a horrifying scene.

The Imperial Advisor stood at the stern, his right eye completely blood red, a sinister smile playing on his lips. The Xuan Tianhe's feathers were turning from white to black, and its eyes were blazing with blood-red light!
"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

The Imperial Advisor's voice was chilling and piercing, "The rules of the game... have changed."

"The Imperial Advisor..."

Ye Qingzhou stared at the figure at the stern of the ship. At this moment, the Grand Preceptor's right eye had turned completely blood red, gleaming with an eerie light under the moonlight.

The feathers of the Xuan Tian Crane were turning from white to black at a visible speed, and ferocious blood-red patterns appeared on its long neck.

"Your Highness, hand over the Ice Heart Mirror."

The Imperial Advisor's voice sounded like two people speaking simultaneously: one gentle and respectful, the other chilling and sinister, "I can give you a quick death."

Ye Qingzhou quickly scanned his surroundings.

Mo Qianzhu's blood-red water tornado was still approaching, and it was less than a hundred feet away.

The airship is tilting out of control, and two Golden Feather Guards have fallen into the lake.

Lan Yue and Bai You stood guard by his side, the silver blade hovering in the air, and the shield formed by the Xuanjia Turtle was slightly warm in his hands.

"Master, be careful!"

Bai You suddenly screamed.

The blackened Xuan Tian Crane let out a piercing shriek, its wingspan reaching three zhang (approximately 10 meters), with black liquid dripping from the tip of each feather.

It suddenly swooped down, its sharp claws aimed straight for Ye Qingzhou's face!

"Mysterious Armor!"

Ye Qingzhou shouted, and the tortoise shield in his hand instantly expanded, forcefully blocking the attack.

The deafening clang of metal striking metal shook the airship violently, leaving three deep scratch marks on the shield.

Ye Qingzhou was pushed back several steps by the impact, a metallic taste rising in his throat. He was surprised to find that the Xuanjia Turtle's defense had been breached. Its defense, strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a fourth-tier demon beast, was so fragile in front of the Xuantian Crane.

"Hahaha!"

The Imperial Advisor, controlled by evil thoughts, let out a twisted laugh, "A mere juvenile Xuanjia Turtle dares to block my Xuantian Demon Crane?"

Before the words were even finished, the Xuan Tian Crane flapped its wings and soared into the sky once more, its black feathers raining down. Each feather that touched the deck corroded a large hole, and the entire airship began to disintegrate.

"Blue Tears!"

Ye Qingzhou called out in his mind.

The fluorescent jellyfish immediately released a blue halo, keeping the falling black feathers out.

But the halo was fading at a visible rate—the power of the blue tears was insufficient to withstand this level of attack for long.

In the distance, the crimson waterspout had already closed to within fifty feet.

Mo Qianzhu's figure was clearly visible, and the blood beneath his feet condensed into countless ferocious faces, emitting silent howls.

With wolves in front and tigers behind, Ye Qingzhou's heart sank to the bottom.

He subconsciously touched the dragon-shaped jade pendant on his chest—the only keepsake his mother had left him. The pendant was slightly warm, as if responding to his touch.

Just then, the Imperial Advisor's body suddenly began to convulse violently.

He gripped his own neck tightly with his left hand, while desperately trying to pry it open with his right, his whole body twisting and turning strangely. Even more astonishingly, a bluish light surged from his left eye, fiercely clashing with the bloodshot light in his right eye.

"Quick...go..."

The Imperial Advisor's voice suddenly became old and weak: "He...is...about...to...wake up..."

Ye Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was the remnant soul of the first generation Seven Emotions Beast Tamer fighting with the Blood Fiend Sect Master for control of the body.

Opportunities are fleeting!
Ye Qingzhou grabbed Lan Yue and Bai You and leaped toward the edge of the flying boat.

"Silver Blade!"

He summoned the silver wolf dragon in the sky, which rode the wind and thunder to arrive, swooping down to catch the three falling people.

A loud bang came from behind. Ye Qingzhou turned around and saw that the out-of-control Xuan Tianhe had spewed out a black flame that struck the flying boat's power core.

The violent explosion tore the entire ship to pieces, and the shockwave even pushed the approaching Mo Qianzhu back several feet.

"Master, be careful!"

Lan Yue suddenly screamed.

A piece of burning ship debris hurtled towards him. Silver Blade barely managed to dodge it, but was still grazed by the metal, letting out a cry of pain as his flight path veered off course. (End of Chapter)