I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

By temporarily concealing the matter of the system and attributing all doubts to the ancestors, this is Bai Zhou's method of handling things in a vague way.

Additionally, since it is uncertain whether Kal'tsit also appeared in the deeds of the ancestors, Daylight only stated that it was seen in the notes left by the ancestors.

"The Heavenly Punishment Platform has two functions."

Although Bai Zhou didn't know where Kal'tsit saw him ascend to the Skyfall, the effects of the Skyfall were definitely not something he made up.

The ancestors designed the Heavenly Punishment not only to use the blood of the true dragon to bring peace to the world, but also to have a deeper intention of allowing the true dragon that ascended to the Heavenly Punishment to be reborn through bloodshed.

While a true dragon may be noble and powerful, it is ultimately just a mortal being and can be easily drugged.

Although the Twelve Immortals have become subjects of the Yan Kingdom, a new king brings a new court, and there's no guarantee that some unworthy descendant might suffer a terrible fate and be overthrown by those rebellious fellows. Therefore, in order to enable the True Dragon to have the ability to restrain the Twelve Immortals and even those "gods" who are waiting for the Great Yan Kingdom to make a mistake so they can attack it en masse, the ancestors specially left a secret method for purifying bloodlines in the Heavenly Punishment.

but……

Our ancestors may have forgotten that not everyone is so lucky, not every generation of true dragons has such a strong bloodline that it will not decline even after being struck by heaven, and not every generation of true dragons is so fortunate as to encounter a once-in-a-century natural disaster.

So, after all this time, only this unexpected event of daylight occurred.

Their innate bloodline is so strong that it is frightening.

Their good fortune is so great that they are born with a system for seeking the Dao.

They also unfortunately encountered a once-in-a-century fire disaster.

Through a series of coincidences, he discovered this secret.

However, the ancestors may have thought that as long as one true dragon succeeds, the Great Yan will not be in danger.

I can make countless mistakes, but once I succeed, you have absolutely no chance of turning things around.

Of course, Bai Zhou exaggerated a bit. The ancestral secrets could only make the true dragon stronger, and he told Kal'tsit that after he first came of age, he would have to start from childhood again, and only after coming of age again would he gain great strength and the lifespan of a long-lived species.

"If they are those ancient gods..."

Kal'tsit knows a lot, but there are also some things she's not sure about.

For example, the secret techniques possessed by some truly immortal beings.

"Our ancestors once said that although the oldest and most powerful god was subdued by Yan's prestige, He would sooner or later return to the world in anger and bring another test to the Great Yan."

“I will never let Him crawl out of the void.”

He spoke through gritted teeth, his hands clenched against his chest.

He would never allow that god to reappear, no matter what.

It's not just for the Great Yan Dynasty, but also for the Master.

The necessary factor for that deity to reappear was the defeat and death of the Twelve Immortals.

He would never allow his husband to leave him again.

"I understand, Your Highness."

Kal'tsit controlled the arcane energy that had returned to her hand, straightened her clothes, and gently wiped away the water stains remaining on the boy's chin, which was a way of acknowledging his reasoning.

"So... what were the results of your test?"

"Very effective."

Bai Zhou grasped Kal'tsit's hand, her expression turning cheerful.

"I can grow better when Kal'tsit's emotions undergo drastic changes."

"...I see."

Kal'tsit nodded thoughtfully.

However, although……

You can't do this every day...

"Not every day."

Perhaps sensing her thoughts, Bai Zhou hugged Kal'tsit and pleaded with her using his most skillful smile.

"Once a week is fine, Kal'tsit. ヾ(^▽^*)))"

"...Then our agreement is meaningless."

Kal'tsit ruffled the young dragon's hair helplessly, not wanting to break her promise.

"An agreement is an agreement, and a request is a request."

"Your Highness, you are really... a bit too shameless."

But... as for daytime...

She had no choice but to agree.

Returning to the eleventh bell of the thirty-sixth day

After floating in the river for five or six days, the boulder finally climbed back onto the shore and then, under the control of daylight, slowly moved westward according to the map.

After passing through the last patch of rainforest blocking their path, the two officially entered the western part of Sargon.

They will then see little sign of life and face the endless yellow sands of this land.

As night fell, the two men built a campfire outside, leaning against a giant rock, and enjoyed the desert atmosphere.

"Kal'tsit, how much longer until we reach that mountain?"

During the day, I was eating cold steamed buns, which were dry and not very tasty.

"Your Highness, please have some soup."

Kal'tsit handed over a bowl of meat soup and sat down beside Bai Zhou, sipping her own portion.

"At our current pace, it will take us another two weeks to get there."

"Half a month?"

He swallowed the dry bread, gulped down a mouthful of soup to clear his throat, wiped his mouth, leaned back against the boulder, and gazed at the night sky.

"And one more time..."

"Your Highness?"

What do you mean, "once"?

Kal'tsit felt that what Bai Zhou said was not what she thought.

"It's coming soon."

Bai Zhou raised his hand, and his five fingers gradually closed as he counted down.

"five……"

"Four……"

"three……"

"two……"

"one!"

"Boom--!"

A strange and ethereal bell rang out.

"Your Highness..."

"It's the sound of bells, it's that doctor."

He withdrew his hand during the day and threw a few pieces of wood into the campfire.

As flames ignited on their bodies, Daylight looked at Kal'tsit.

"Kal'tsit, why am I the only one who can hear that bell?"

"Your Highness must have something extraordinary about you."

Kal'tsit had learned about the doctor and the bell from Daylight.

"What makes him different from ordinary people..."

He held his forehead in his hand, utterly perplexed.

"I'm just like Kal'tsit."

"Your Highness is not like me."

Kal'tsit, holding the soup, defended herself against Bai Zhou's words.

"Your Highness is a noble person. You possess the kindness and courage to sacrifice yourself for others, and you have the unwavering will to never back down in the face of natural disasters. This is a golden spirit that would put ordinary people to shame."

"You're exaggerating, Kal'tsit."

He coughed lightly twice during the day.

Golden Spirit and stuff...

Kal'tsit's earnest praise made him a little embarrassed.

“You need not be modest, Your Highness. This is the light you possess; even in the deepest darkness, you can be a beacon for the lost.”

It is also her guiding light.

"Well……"

Bai Zhou rubbed his face and changed the subject.

"Counting, this is the tenth bell I've heard."

Every now and then I would hear this strange bell ringing.

This means that the doctor has now collected ten "Apostles".

What exactly are apostles?

What is the doctor's purpose in collecting the apostles?

How many more apostles does he need to collect before revealing his true nature?

Where is he now...?