Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu's body was enveloped in an intense blue light, like a blue sun falling to earth, its brilliance overwhelming her and Xu Jinhuan.

The two streams of Daoist energy intertwined and surged, drawing each other in and calling to each other, making it difficult to distinguish one another.

Xu Jinhuan was completely stunned.

What is this?

Could it be that Yan Ruyu is a lotus incarnate, and my physical body is also a half-plant spirit, thus creating some strange resonance?

[To condense the third Dao Fruit, without needing to reach perfection, one can utilize the physique and bloodline connected to the "Emperor" to descend into that timeline.]

This is the true meaning of the Tree of Heavenly Dao.

[Bloodline resonance has been achieved; the connection is about to be activated]

The strange changes in the Tree of Heavens were completely outside of Xu Jinhuan's plan.

He wanted to say something, but the power surging from the depths of the sea of ​​suffering was too overwhelming, dragging his consciousness into the abyss.

The last thing he saw was Yan Ruyu's beautiful eyes, and the endless blue light emanating from her body that was constantly intertwined with his own.

Then, consciousness sank into darkness.

……

The nauseating sense of imbalance slowly faded away.

Xu Jinhuan looked around and was shocked to find that he was in an unfamiliar world.

All around, the mountains are vast and endless, with ancient trees reaching the sky and old vines like dragons.

"Is this...a new world?"

"Did the Tree of Heavens lead me here?"

Before he could think it through, a commotion ahead caught his attention.

Xu Jinhuan stared intently at the scene.

Not far away, several human children, about seven or eight years old and dressed in simple clothes, were surrounding a figure curled up on the ground, cursing and throwing pebbles and dirt at it.

"Wan Qing, you unwanted monster! Your parents must have seen you covered in blue blood and thrown you into the mountains in fright!"

"My grandfather said that all human blood is crimson, so someone like him with blue blood must be a demon hybrid! Maybe he's a toad spirit, hahahahaha..."

A harsh jeer mingled with the dull thud of stones hitting flesh.

The little boy surrounded in the middle looked to be only four or five years old. His clothes were tattered, and his face was covered with dust and tear stains.

Her large eyes, like pure obsidian, were now brimming with tears.

He covered his head, trembling, not daring to resist or cry out.

Xu Jinhuan frowned.

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

His angry shout immediately rang in the ears of the group of older children.

The children were startled and turned around abruptly.

Upon seeing who had spoken, they were terrified.

"A ghost! A ghost!"

"A monster glowing with golden light! Help!"

They screamed and scattered in all directions, disappearing into the forest in the blink of an eye.

Xu Jinhuan didn't chase after him. He subconsciously looked down at himself and then realized what was happening.

His entire body was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, making his clothes and skin invisible.

"He really does resemble a divine being manifesting himself..." he said with a helpless self-deprecation.

Ahead, the little boy had timidly gotten up from the ground, wiping the tears and dust off his face with his little hands. His big eyes were wary and fearful as he peeked at Xu Jinhuan, the strange man with the golden light. His body was tense, ready to run away at any moment.

Xu Jinhuan, with Microsoft in his heart, attempts to communicate with the sea of ​​suffering.

The treasures within the Purple Palace can actually be accessed here.

After a moment's thought, he took out a thousand-year-old jade marrow fungus from the sea of ​​bitterness.

These kinds of elixirs are the mildest and purest, and have a naturally sweet taste, making them perfect for soothing frightened children.

He tried to keep his voice gentle: "Wan Qing... is that your name?"

The name Wan Qing stirred something within him.

It seems to subtly overlap with the name of a certain great sage.

The little boy shrank back when he heard his name called, and remained silent, but his gaze was drawn to the fragrant chrysanthemum.

Xu Jinhuan did not approach. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a wisp of gentle divine power lifted the Jade Marrow Fungus and presented it to the little boy.

"Eat this, it'll be good for your injury."

The little boy hesitated, looking at the elixir floating in front of him.

Perhaps it was the natural attraction of the medicinal herb to living beings, perhaps it was because he was truly starving, or perhaps it was the warm feeling transmitted by the divine power, but he finally stretched out his dirty little hand, took the Jade Marrow Mushroom, and took a bite.

The sweet juice filled my mouth.

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he forgot all his fear and quickly started eating.

As the elixir entered his body, the abrasions and bruises on his body began to glow with a green aura, and the injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Jinhuan's gaze sharpened.

This is definitely not the effect that a thousand-year-old jade marrow mushroom should have.

The green halo contained a pure and powerful life essence, at an extremely high level.

Could it be that the little boy has some kind of special constitution...?

"Is it good?" he asked softly.

"Mmm, delicious, delicious, thank you big brother." The little boy licked his lips after finishing his meal.

"You're welcome. Tell me, big brother, where is this place? Where are your family members?" Xu Jinhuan asked, seizing the opportunity.

Upon hearing this, the little boy's big eyes instantly welled up with tears again, and he said in a tearful voice.

"Grandpa said this is the Qinling Mountains in Zhongzhou. Grandpa, Grandpa was killed by a group of bad guys riding big birds... Waaah... I don't have a grandpa anymore..." As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks like beads.

Central China, Qinling Mountains?

It turns out that this is still the timeline of the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

Xu Jinhuan remained silent.

In the vast and boundless world of Shrouding the Heavens, the largest number of beings are not cultivators, but trillions of mortals who are born there, grow up there, and eventually silently perish there.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death; love, hate, and separation—these constitute their brief but real entirety.

Cultivators are like stars, brilliant yet distant.

Ordinary people are like soil, plain yet bearing everything.

Those who can open up the sea of ​​suffering and invoke divine power are already extremely rare.

The young child in front of me, who has lost his loved ones, is truly pitiful.

"Big brother..."

The little boy timidly looked up again, pleading, "Do you still have that green vegetable from earlier? Wanqing, Wanqing is so hungry, can you give Wanqing a little more?"

"Yes, there are many more."

Xu Jinhuan's voice became even gentler, and he took out dozens of various thousand-year-old spiritual herbs from the Bitter Sea. The fragrance of the herbs immediately spread, and the rosy light shimmered.

He took a few steps closer, placed the medicinal herbs in Wan Qing's small hands, and couldn't help but rub his head. "Eat slowly, they're all for you."

The little boy's eyes suddenly lit up like stars.

He seemed to have been starving for a long time. He picked up the elixir and began to nibble on it quickly, his cheeks bulging like a greedy little squirrel.

In just a short while, he had devoured more than a dozen spiritual herbs that would make cultivators at the Dao Palace Realm fight tooth and nail for them.

Just as he finished eating the last of the medicinal herbs.

"Buzz!"

A faint Daoist hum resounded.

Behind the little boy, a phantom image of a blue lotus appeared in the void.

The lotus stem takes root in nothingness, and three Daoist leaves unfold, swaying gently and scattering a chaotic blue light.

A phantom image of a blue lotus!

Little Wanqing seemed completely unaware that she had caused the strange phenomenon. She simply patted her little belly contentedly, tilted her dirty little face up, and gave Xu Jinhuan an innocent smile.

"Thank you, big brother. You are a good person. You are the best person to Wan Qing besides Grandpa."

Then, as if remembering something, he carefully groped around in his clothes with his little hands.

Finally, he took out something and solemnly presented it to Xu Jinhuan with both hands.

"Grandpa said that we should give our most precious things to good people. This... is for my older brother."

It was a palm-sized piece of bronze, mottled with rust and irregular edges, like a broken corner of some huge bronze artifact. It was inconspicuous and showed no signs of divine power.

But the moment Xu Jinhuan's gaze fell upon it, his heart skipped a beat.

Green copper block!

Qinling Mountains in Central China, Wanqing, the strange phenomenon of the Azure Lotus, the green copper block...

All the clues now connect.

Wan Qing? The young Qing Emperor!