The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 182 Mother and Son
Taurus Star Lord spoke slowly, expressionless, his rotting face a grotesque and terrifying sight of flesh peeling away. In this desolate place, he finally revealed some of his true feelings. After speaking, he silently looked at the Cowherd's body for a while, not in a hurry, seemingly indifferent to Ding Lin and his group's departure. His eyes held a deep depth, as if a thousand emotions were surging within them, but not a trace of gratitude.

Just a short while.

Taurus Star Lord raised his hand, and Niu Lang's lifeless body rapidly shrank, flying into his palm like a speck of dust. He clenched his fist and swung it.

A beam of starlight fell upon him.

"The stars have changed!"

The sound echoed across the wilderness, but Taurus Star Lord's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The golden light that enveloped the entire village collapsed in an instant. The night wind blew again, and the sounds of insects chirping, birds singing, teeth grinding, and snoring under the eaves could be heard faintly. Everything returned to its vibrant state...

……

The wind was whistling in my ears.

The boy's eyes widened as the scene shifted, as if he were riding the clouds, and in an instant he was high in the sky. Looking down, he saw large, indistinct patches of darkness, with occasional small, continuous lights—the cities of mortals.

Nearby, a ferocious dragon head is faintly visible, with a small white jade-like horn on its forehead, and delicate dragon scales that are so red they seem to be dripping blood.

The boy was pale; he had never experienced anything like this before, so fear was to be expected.

"Mother..."

A soft, sweet child's voice rang in his ears. The boy turned his head and saw his younger sister clinging tightly to her mother's leg, her face full of fear. He then looked up at the Weaver Girl.

The Weaver Girl's expression was somewhat strange. Her eyes were fixed on one spot, and her lips were tightly pursed, as she forced a show of strength.

“Sister…” The Fifth Fairy reached out her hand, and the clouds parted naturally. She took the Weaver Girl’s hand, and tears welled up in her eyes, rolling down like beads from a broken string. The Weaver Girl was clearly so much younger than her, but now she looked older than their eldest sister. “Sister… I… my poor sister…”

"Fifth sister..."

Weaver Girl couldn't hold back either. When the sisters met, her lips trembled and her eyes reddened. Soon, tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Don't cry, don't cry..." The Fifth Fairy cried incessantly, wiping the Weaver Girl's face with her hands, but she couldn't wipe away the tears. "It's all over now, it's all over now."

The boy was reaching out to the Weaver Girl, wanting to offer his mother some comfort, but upon seeing this, he silently withdrew his hand, his eyes deep and unfocused, lost in thought.

“By the way, this is Brother Jin,” the Fifth Fairy said to Ding Lin. “Brother Jin saved me last time, and this time, it’s all thanks to Brother Jin that you were able to be rescued.”

“Brother Jin, we’ll have to trouble you again to send us back to heaven. My cultivation is not strong enough, and Seventh Sister has lost all her magic power. Just send us to the edge of the Western Heavenly Gate. The guard of the Western Heavenly Gate has a past relationship with my mother. As long as Seventh Sister and I can sneak back,” the Fifth Fairy’s face revealed a deep-seated hatred. “In a few days, when things are calm, it will be our turn to cause trouble for that golden ox.”

"..."

The Seventh Fairy suddenly fell silent, seemingly feeling somewhat guilty, and looked down at her daughter beside her.

"Little Silver, come here!" A cold, deep voice rang out.

The girl looked up and saw the boy's cold face. Instinctively, she hugged the Weaver Girl even tighter.

"Little Silver, have you forgotten what your brother told you?" The boy's eyes were sharp.

“Brother…” The girl looked like she was about to cry. She hesitated, but in the end she pitifully let go of the Weaver Girl. The boy pulled her to his side.

"Like father, like son!" The Fifth Fairy looked at the boy with disgust, then at the Weaver Girl. "Sister, I know what you're thinking, but it's not worth it for these two ungrateful brats. Why don't you come back to Heaven with me now and let's put this matter behind us for now..."

Ding Lin's body swept upwards, flying towards the sky.

"As for the two of them, although I find them disgusting, they should still call me aunt, Sister Magpie," the Fifth Fairy said to the Magpie Fairy. "Please take care of these two children in the mortal realm for the time being. Don't worry, once this matter is settled and everything is calm, I will naturally reward you handsomely."

The Weaver Girl remained silent.

“Sister, I know you’re reluctant to part with them. After all, they are your own flesh and blood. I’m not asking you to abandon them, but to separate for a while. Let’s do this temporarily. Listen to me, let’s protect ourselves first. Once things have calmed down, you can secretly go down to the mortal realm. The children can be temporarily taken care of by Sister Magpie. There won’t be any problems.”

The five fairies said this, but in their hearts they were determined that as soon as the Weaver Girl returned to heaven, they would immediately work with the other sisters to stop her from descending to the mortal world. Of course, she would not kill the two children. With the Magpie Fairy taking care of them, they could live a life of comfort and ease, but that was all. She would make the Magpie Fairy cut off the two children's possibility of cultivation.

A day in heaven is a year on earth, and a mortal's lifetime is but a fleeting moment in the eyes of immortals. At most, a hundred days will pass in heaven before these two children's lifespans are exhausted and they will be reincarnated.

Thus, everything came to a natural end, even if the Weaver Girl later resented or blamed her...

Ultimately, this was done for the sake of the Weaver Girl. Even if they disagreed for a time, they would eventually reconcile over time.

"What, you're already so eager to abandon your children and go to heaven to enjoy bliss? As expected, your father was right, you are selfish at heart. Oh well, it's always been this way, we're used to it. From childhood to adulthood, you've only ever been strict with us. In truth, we've never had a mother, only a father."

The boy spoke cruelly, trying his best to appear hateful, but the muscles in his cheeks still twitched involuntarily.

"See that? This is the son that mortal raised so well. He's been corrupted. No matter how much effort you put in, they won't appreciate it in the slightest."

The five fairies said that the Weaver Girl's face visibly paled.

"Let us down. There's no need for any other arrangements. We were born in the mortal realm, so we don't care about going to some damn heavenly palace."

The boy looked up, trying his best to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes. As Ding Lin flew upwards, the stars that were once insignificant grew larger, each one shining as brightly as the sun. He held the girl's hand in one hand, and at some point, his fingers tightened, gripping her until his knuckles turned white.

The girl was in pain, but she endured it without making a sound. With her other hand, she held onto the boy's clothes.

"Fifth Sister, it's my fault that they didn't grow up properly. In the end... it's because I didn't raise them well. I can't..."

The starlight shone on the Weaver Girl's face. Heartbroken, she did not notice the boy's unusual behavior. She spoke these words, but her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

(End of this chapter)