I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

After obtaining the Hunyuan Heavenly Disc, the group of six did not linger in the same spot.

Xu Yuan and Shen Jiuyuan discussed it all night and set their next goal—the Dreamlike Water Realm.

The Dream Sea is where the Sea Emperor clan has resided for generations, and it is said that His Majesty the Sea Emperor has already reached the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Forcing your way into a place like this isn't impossible, but it would cause too much of a commotion.

So they settled directly in the largest city on the outskirts of the Dream Sea – Fantasy Sea City.

The same procedure was followed: buy a secluded little courtyard.

Xu Nanyi was already very familiar with this, and even took the initiative to help choose a spot. It was close to the sea, and you could smell the salty, humid air. You could hear the sound of the waves when you slept at night.

Little Stone felt bored, so he squatted on the courtyard wall and counted seagulls.

Shen Xizhou curled up into a dragon shape and lay on the eaves basking in the sun, his tail swishing back and forth.

Wu Qiyue strolled around the courtyard, munching on a spirit fruit.

The days were unusually quiet.

By the evening of the following day, news arrived that the Sea Emperor Clan had issued a notice, which was posted all over the streets and alleys of Illusion Sea City.

[Dreamland Battle Tournament. First Place Reward: Dreamlike Water Mirror]

[Maximum cultivation level for participants: Nascent Soul stage]

Xu Yuan sat in the courtyard and looked at the rubbing of the notice with a strange expression.

Shen Jiuyuan, standing behind her, had also finished reading.

The two exchanged a glance.

"Why does it feel like this was prepared for us?" Shen Jiuyuan muttered.

Xu Yuan didn't speak, but glanced at Xu Nanyi, who was chasing seagulls in the yard.

The little phoenix is ​​currently in the early stages of the Nascent Soul transformation.

What a coincidence!

But looking at it from another angle—

"Not going to rob us anymore?" Shen Jiuyuan asked.

Xu Yuan pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Of course, they can steal it, but the memory of stealing the Hunyuan Heavenly Disc hasn't even died down yet, and now they're openly taking their treasure from the Sea Emperor Clan...

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xu Nanyi looking up at her, her eyes sparkling.

Well, I'm a mother now, I should be more mindful of my image.

"Let the kids do it." Xu Yuan casually folded up the rubbing of the notice. "Anyway, we're just killing time."

Shen Jiuyuan said "Oh," and then he said, "Okay, then we'll be spectators for a few days."

That's settled.

Over the next few days, Xu Nanyi and the other younger members of the family began preparing for the competition, practicing until dark every day. The courtyard was filled with the constant clanging and banging of metal.

But Xu Yuan only did one thing every day: sit on the bamboo recliner in the courtyard, holding the half-withered phoenix tail orchid in his hand, looking at it over and over.

On the first day, Shen Jiuyuan even came over and asked a couple of questions. Xu Yuan ignored him.

The next day, he wisely refrained from asking.

The third day...the fourth day.

For four whole days, Xu Yuan hardly moved. There was a soft cushion on the recliner, and she leaned against it, her fingers holding the flower stem, her gaze fixed on the few withered red petals.

No eating, no practicing, no speaking.

Occasionally, his brow would furrow slightly, as if he had remembered something. But he would quickly relax, and his expression would become blank again.

Xu Nanyi saw it all and was conflicted.

She knew who had sent the flower.

But her mother clearly didn't remember her. She couldn't even recall her name.

Xu Nanyi originally didn't intend to say it.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Lin Qingyue; after all, they had already formed a Heavenly Dao Master-Disciple Contract, so even if someone wanted to trick her, they couldn't. It was just that she instinctively felt that this matter wasn't that simple.

My mother's memories have been tampered with.

She hadn't figured out who this "person" was or what their purpose was. If she rashly released the information, what if it triggered some kind of contingency plan...?

But it's been four days.

Xu Yuan's state was clearly not right. In that obsessive gaze, there was a kind of confusion that Xu Nanyi had never seen in her before.

He stared blankly at a withered flower, as if he had lost his soul.

On the morning of the fifth day, Xu Nanyi made a decision.

She came out of the room, walked barefoot across the stone slabs in the courtyard, and climbed onto the deck chair.

Xu Yuan's arms opened naturally, letting her snuggle into his embrace, while the flower quilt was temporarily set aside.

"Mother." Xu Nanyi's face was pressed against Xu Yuan's collarbone, her voice muffled.

"Um?"

"Why do you keep looking at that flower? Why don't you look at Yiyi?"

The action of making a wish paused for a moment.

She looked down at the little dumpling in her arms, reached out and pinched her cheek. Her fingertips lingered for a moment, but her gaze unconsciously drifted to the phoenix tail orchid beside her.

"Because..." Xu Yuan's voice was low, as if she were saying to herself, "This must have been sent by someone very important."

How important is it?

Xu Yuan was silent for a few seconds, then ran her fingers through Xu Nanyi's hair and slowly tightened her grip.

"Probably... just as important as you, Xiaoyi."

Xu Nanyi's heart skipped a beat.

She buried her face in her mother's arms, nuzzled against her, hesitated for a moment, and then finally broke down by the words "equally important."

"Yiyi knows who sent this flower."

The hand that was making a wish stopped.

Xu Nanyi could feel that body tense up in an instant, all the softness and relaxation disappearing.

"The person who sent the flowers was named Lin Qingyue. She insisted that I call her godmother, but I didn't. But later—"

She paused for a moment, then her voice became aggrieved.

"Later, she and I formed a Heavenly Dao Master-Disciple Pact! I simply couldn't refuse!"

Xu Nanyi nervously raised her face and met Xu Yuan's eyes.

His eyes were churning with extremely complex emotions.

Lin Qingyue.

The moment that name entered my mind, an overwhelming sense of rejection surged up.

I hate it, I absolutely hate it.

But Xu Yuan was not blinded by that emotion.

She was a demigod, her perception of herself was so precise that it was accurate down to every fluctuation of her divine thoughts.

That "disgust" is wrong! It's too deliberate, like a bucket of ice water poured over the top of your head, making you feel utterly resistant.

Xu Yuan closed his eyes briefly and voluntarily sank into the depths of his consciousness.

Peeling back that layer of violent rejection, reaching deeper into the ground revealed nothing but a desolate, white expanse deliberately cleared out.

It's like a flower field that was originally full of plants was uprooted and then poisoned to ensure that not a single blade of grass would grow.

That "disgust" is nothing more than a facade covering the poison.

Someone altered her memory.

Not only was Lin Qingyue erased, but a false hatred was also planted in her place, ensuring that even if she heard that name, her first reaction would be to stay away.

Xu Yuan opened his eyes, his face so somber it could drip water.

She didn't press Xu Nanyi for more information. Instead, she gently placed her daughter from her arms onto the recliner, extended two fingers, and touched her forehead.

A golden rune emerged from deep within Xu Nanyi's brow.

The light is soft, the patterns are intricate, and it carries an extremely ancient charm—a mark of the lineage of the heavens.

The Blessing of Heaven is a lineage passed down through a single master; the last holder of this blessing was Lin Qingyue.

The person who possesses this mark is the only one with great fortune in this world.

Even if someone is just a mortal, Heaven will spare no resources to elevate them to the status of a true immortal; in short, it's difficult for them to die.

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