Chapter 1380: Waking Up the Baby
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
Hearing Qingfeng Li’s words, the Fire Dragon Soul nodded. Once again, it used its spirit energy to communicate wit the Black-White Millstone.
The Fire Dragon Soul was once a Dragon God from the Ancient Continents. As one of the First Dragons, he could speak the Ancient Tongue and communicate with Treasures of the Chaos.
In the beginning, the Black-White Millstone was unwilling to accept Qingfeng Li’s request. The Saint’s Soul in the baby’s mind-space was far too powerful.
The Black-White Millstone had just awakened, and its power was limited. Once it makes the move to suppress the Saint’s Soul, it would exhaust a lot of its own spirit energy.
The Fire Dragon Soul told the Black-White Millstone, however, that Qingfeng Li was the Destined Person and could become a Sky Emperor in the future. When that happened, Qingfeng Li would be able to provide the Black-White Millstone with more treasures to help it recover and strengthen its spirit energy. There would even be the possibility that it would be able to evolve into an even higher level.
Finally, the Black-White Millstone nodded its metaphoric head in agreement. After all, it reasoned, its fate was bound to that of Qingfeng Li. If it really angered Qingfeng Li and was cast aside, it would be extremely difficult for it to find another powerful self-cultivator in the future.
“Senior Fire Dragon,” Qingfeng Li asked. His brows were furrowed and there was a hint of distress in his voice as he asked. “Did the Black-White Millstone agree my request?”
The Fire Dragon Soul smiled. “Little brat,” he said. “It just accepted your deal. It will exhaust its own spirit energy in order to help you defeat the Saint’s Soul.”
Relieved elation appeared in Qingfeng Li’s eyes. He was aware of the immense power the Black-White Millstone possessed, as a product of the Chaos. With its help, killing the soul of a Saint would be a cakewalk.
Within the mind-space of the baby, the Saint Nectar of Hell continued to radiate black Heavenly Dao talisman scripts. The black energy wore away the body of the Saint’s Soul. By now, his abdomen had been completely dissolved and vanished into nothingness.
“Human,” the Saint’s Soul clenched his teeth, a vicious light in his eyes. “Since you won’t leave me be, I’ll ignite my Saint Level spirit energy. Your daughter will die with me.”
By now, the Saint’s Soul understood that Qingfeng Li wasn’t going to let him live. He wanted the Saint’s Soul gone for good.
If that’s the case, then they’d die together. He’ll let this Qingfeng Li know that a Saint was not to be trifled with.
Chanting an incantation, the Saint’s Soul prepared to ignite himself. Upon his head, there appeared a pitch black flare of devilish energy. His was about to self-detonate.
Just then, the Black-White Millstone emerged from Qingfeng Li. Entering the baby’s mind-space, it let out its black and white rays of light.
The black ray was an inky black. It was the darkness of the night itself, boundless and unfathomable, drawing in those who saw it and making them forget all else.
The white ray shone like a celestial being. It danced across the skies with like a rising star, encompassing the power of light.
It was as though the two rays, one black and one white, were the force that had cleaved apart heaven and earth from the Chaos, giving light to the world. They shone upon the Saint’s Soul, pinning him in place and preventing him from moving any further.
“The Chaos Millstone!” The Saint’s Soul shrieked. “It can’t be. This is the legendary Great Treasure of Heaven and Earth, the Chaos Millstone.” There was shock and terror on his face, as though he was witnessing the most terrifying thing in the world.
True, Saints were powerful, but even they had things they feared. Take, for example, the Immortals, the Great Higher Heaven Treasures, the Time River, the power of time and space, and various all-powerful Dharma Treasures.
Even in the Ancient Continents, the Chaos Millstone had been among the strongest treasures. It did not belong to Earth but came from the depth of the universe. Where it’s from, there was no light, no darkness, nothing but Chaos. Born within that Chaos, it had swept away all of existence and was well-known all across the Universe.
On the Ancient Earth, the Chaos Millstone had appeared once and slain a Sky Emperor from an extraterrestrial planet. Its power had been clear to see.
But it was also that one time that the Chaos Millstone had been mortally wounded. Having been maimed, it disappeared. After all, Sky Emperors were the most powerful entities in the Universe. The fact that the Chaos Millstone had been able to slay the Sky Emperor was evidence of its vicious power.
The Black-White Millstone having suppressed the Saint’s Soul, the black talisman scripts emerging from the Saint Nectar of Hell continued to devour his body. In the end, the entire soul was consumed, reduced to dust and cast to the winds. Just as Qingfeng Li had said, nothing at all remained of him.
As it had just exhausted more than half of its spirit energy in order to suppress the Saint’s Soul, the Black-White Millstone hovered weakly, its surface dull and lightless.
Morphing into a beam of light, the Black-White Millstone entered the depths of Qingfeng Li’s mind-space. It rested there, recuperating.
Watching the Black-White Millstone enter his mind-space, Qingfeng Li voiced a silent “thank you” and withdrew his own spirit energy from the mind-space of the baby.
At this moment, the black that had clouded the baby’s face and body had all disappeared. The devilish energy had, too, vanished. Her skin returned to its original color, only slightly pale due to overexertion of her vital essence.
Mobilizing his own vital essence, Qingfeng Li transfused his own energy into the baby’s body.
Of course, he couldn’t transfuse too much at first, giving only a little at a time. The energy trickled into the baby’s body drop by drop, slowly rejuvenating her meridians, skin and flesh, tendon and bone, blood and vital organs, and, finally, her soul.
Gradually, the baby’s cheeks became rosy, her skin regained its natural glow. She was such a pretty baby, all soft and peachy, her face looked like an adorable apple.
Despite her color returning, the baby’s eyes remained closed. Her body had yet to fully recover or regain consciousness.
Ruyan Liu’s eyes shone with worry. “Qingfeng,” she said. “Why is the baby not waking up? What’s happening?”
Qingfeng Li furrowed his brow. After studying the baby for another moment, he opened his mouth. “I’ve killed the Saint’s Soul in her mind-space, and her spirit energy has been replenished as well. She should be waking up… Perhaps we need to summon her with something?”
“I know,” Jiaojiao Liu chimed in beside them. “The baby loves hearing nursery rhymes. Sing one for her. She’ll wake up for sure when she hears you.”
Qingfeng Li nodded. “Twinkle, twinkle, little star,” he began singing. “How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky…”
Qingfeng Li had a pleasant singing voice, with a slight raspiness. Hearing his voice, the baby’s finger twitched. Then her lashes quivered, and her nose wiggled.
“Ah, ah, star, star,” the baby opened her eyes. Her little mouth mumbled out unintelligible sounds along with the occasional “star.” She made an absolutely adorable sight.
The baby was indeed pretty, with her slightly extended canines and two little dimples.
Tears spilled from Ruyan Liu’s eyes as she threw herself at the baby and picked her up. “Baby,” she said. “You’re finally awake. Mommy’s been so worried. Let Mommy hug you.”
Reaching out its own delicate little hand, the baby touched a strand of Ruyan Liu’s hair and let out a string of delightful giggles.
