Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

"My Lord Beast, what different feelings did you have after you survived the 100,000-year Heavenly Tribulation? After a 100,000-year-old soul beast successfully survives the tribulation, its talent will evolve. What is your talent?"

The nine-colored deer tilted its head slightly, as if considering how to answer.

A moment later, its voice echoed in Xiao Wu's mind: "Life."

"Life?" Xiao Wu blinked.

"All things have a spirit." The nine-colored deer lowered its head, its warm nose gently touching a tender green blade of grass that had just sprouted from a crack at its feet.

After the blade of grass was touched by its nose, the dew on its leaves suddenly trembled and tilted slightly toward the Nine-Colored Deer, as if it were bowing.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened even more as she watched this scene.

Although she couldn't understand these profound laws of life, she could feel that the aura emanating from the auspicious beast, which brought her peace from the bottom of her heart, was even purer than before.

It used to just make people feel comfortable, but now it's like...like the first rain of spring, wherever it falls, new life can grow.

She recalled how, when the pale green light swept across the lakeside, the ancient trees that had been struck down by lightning straightened up again, the shattered stones that had been blown away rolled back to their original positions, and even the small fish floating on the lake surface turned over and came back to life.

So that was the auspicious beast's talent.

"So amazing..." Xiao Wu murmured, her face full of pride and joy. "I knew Lord Ruishou was the most powerful!"

Seeing that she was even happier than he was after breaking through, the Nine-Colored Deer's eyes curved slightly, as if it were smiling.

It raised one of its front hooves and gently tapped Xiaowu's shoulder.

A more condensed nine-colored radiance flowed from the tip of her hoof into Xiao Wu's body, slowly gathering on her shoulder and finally transforming into a small nine-colored deer pattern.

The pattern is very small, only about the size of a thumbnail, but each stroke is filled with a faint nine-colored halo, as if it were drawn with extremely fine brushstrokes.

"This is a blessing." The Nine-Colored Deer's voice echoed in Xiao Wu's mind.

Xiao Wu looked down at the small nine-colored deer mark on her shoulder and gently touched it.

The moment her fingertips touched her, a warm, almost tear-inducing sensation coursed through her entire body. She looked up, her eyes slightly red, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

"Thank you, Lord Auspicious Beast!"

The nine-colored deer gently nuzzled her forehead and said nothing more.

Xiao Wu chuckled twice, then rubbed against the Nine-Colored Deer's slender neck several times before reluctantly letting go.

She walked to Erming's side, flipped over and leaped onto its broad shoulders, the movement flowing smoothly, as if she had done it countless times.

After settling in, she glanced down at the nine-colored deer mark on her shoulder, then looked up and waved vigorously at the nine-colored deer: "My lord, I'll bring you some delicious food tomorrow!"

The nine-colored deer nodded slightly, watching Erming carry Xiaowu away, swaying and staggering.

The Titan Ape's footsteps shook the ground slightly, and Xiao Wu's pink scorpion braid swayed on its shoulder. Only when the two figures completely disappeared into the ancient bushes did the Nine-Colored Deer withdraw its gaze.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm floated behind Xiao Wu, its small eyes constantly turning back.

A golden light flashed, and its phantom image of spiritual energy disappeared from its original spot.

Chapter 499 The Chance of Healing

A golden light flashed, and the illusory image of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's spiritual power disappeared from its original spot.

It dares not stay here alone.

Although it constantly complains about "that old black mudfish Di Tian," it's still terrified when it's actually faced with the Crimson King's three heads alone.

After all, it's currently a soul ring that's dependent on others; if a fight breaks out, it won't even have anywhere to run.

slip away.

The shores of the Lake of Life have regained their tranquility.

The Red King stayed by the Nine-Colored Deer's side for a while longer, making sure it was alright, before slowly walking away, shaking its three heads.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "If Lord Di Tian returns and finds out that the auspicious beast has successfully transcended its tribulation, he'll definitely be happy..."

The nine-colored deer stood alone by the lake, looking down at its reflection on the water.

Its cultivation, having just surpassed 100,000 years, was still slowly circulating within its body, and the newly generated power made it somewhat unaccustomed to it. It was like wearing a new garment; although it looked good, it always felt a little tight somewhere.

It gently shook its head, and a few specks of starlight from its antlers fell onto the lake, creating delicate ripples.

Just as the ripples spread to the center of the lake, something moved beneath the surface.

It was neither a fish, nor aquatic plants, nor any kind of low-level soul beast active at the bottom of the lake.

It was a very, very faint energy fluctuation, as faint as a sleeping person turning over in their dream.

But its turning over made the entire Lake of Life freeze for a moment.

The nine-colored deer keenly sensed this change. It tilted its head slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in its clear eyes.

It knew who lived beneath the Lake of Life: Di Tian, ​​Bi Ji, Zi Ji, and a host of other soul beasts.

But this aura... doesn't belong to any of them.

It is more like the Soul Beast Lord whom the Nine-Colored Deer has never seen before.

It is older. It is deeper.

It carries a tranquility that has been refined by the passage of time, and beneath that tranquility lies a wound that has not yet healed.

Just then, the owner of that aura awoke.

……

Bottom of the Lake of Life.

The dim light shimmered through the ripples and fell onto the fine sand at the bottom of the lake, the swaying light and shadow like a silent dance.

A silver figure floated silently in the water.

Her long, silvery-white hair seemed to come alive as it gently floated in the water, each strand shimmering with a faint silver light.

Her skin was so pale it was almost transparent, and her features were so exquisite they seemed to be works of art formed from the essence of heaven and earth, but her tightly closed eyes made one feel that something was missing.

She wore a plain white dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the water, making her look like a sleeping beauty who had been asleep for a thousand years, peaceful and serene.

Gu Yuena.

The Silver Dragon King, the benevolent embodiment of the Dragon God after his split, is now the true master of the Star Dou Great Forest. He is the sovereign of Emperor Tian and the ruler of all soul beasts.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then, those eyes that had been closed for so long slowly opened.

Purple pupils shone in the dim light of the water, like two purple stars just dredged from the deep sea, shimmering with a deadly and captivating light.

Gu Yuena frowned slightly.

She sensed an extremely rich life force continuously seeping down from the surface of the lake. The power was incredibly pure, carrying an aura of renewal and vitality, passing through layers of water, brushing against her hair, and gently touching her skin.

It was warm and cozy, like the spring sunshine shining on the frozen earth.

She hadn't felt this temperature in a long time.

Since returning from the realm of gods, she has once again entered the bottom of the Lake of Life, using slumber to slowly repair her battered body.

Where does this life force on the lake come from?

Gu Yuena's brows furrowed even deeper.

In her memory, the Star Dou Great Forest didn't have anything with such abundant life force.

Emerald Swan Brigitte?

No, she had experienced Brigitte's healing soul skill before; it was gentle and soothing, but it didn't reach the level of "reviving all things."

This is no longer treatment; it is a life-giving infusion at the primordial level.

She raised her eyes, her gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of lake water, and saw an elegant figure looking down at her reflection on the surface of the lake.

Gu Yuena was silent for a moment, then she raised her hand, and an invisible spiritual force spread out from the bottom of the lake like ripples, accurately locking onto the Crimson King who was patrolling the lakeside.

"Red King, come and see me."

The three heads of the Crimson King, who were wandering by the lake, froze at the same time.

The Lord has awakened!

It rushed to the lakeside, its massive body plunging into the water with a splash, its three heads almost buried in the mane on its chest, and sank all the way to the bottom of the lake.

He knelt on one knee before Gu Yuena, his posture extremely respectful, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"My Lord...My Lord! You're awake!"

Gu Yuena floated in the lake, her long, silvery-white hair gently swaying behind her.

She looked at the Crimson King, her voice so calm it betrayed no emotion: "What happened on the lake?"

"Reporting to my lord!" The Crimson King's middle head spoke first, his tone still carrying a hint of lingering excitement, "It's an auspicious beast! It just underwent its tribulation, the ten-thousand-year heavenly tribulation! You didn't see it, no, I forgot you didn't see it, anyway, it easily passed the ten-thousand-year lightning tribulation..."

The Crimson King spoke faster and faster, his three heads taking turns to recount the entire process of the Nine-Colored Deer's tribulation, from beginning to end, like spilling beans.

It said that the Nine-Colored Deer withstood nine bolts of tribulation lightning without changing its expression, and that after the tribulation clouds dissipated, it activated its life force to awaken all the vegetation in the entire Lake of Life.

Gu Yuena listened quietly, her face expressionless.

But when the Crimson King mentioned the revival of those few spiritual herbs, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Okay."

The Red King immediately shut his three mouths and lowered his head even further.

Gu Yuena didn't ask anything more. She gently waved her hand, signaling the Crimson King to step back, and then slowly rose towards the surface of the lake.

On the lake, the nine-colored deer is looking down at its reflection in the water.

It saw the figure slowly rising from the depths of the lake, saw the silver hair flowing like moonlight, and saw the purple eyes like two stars retrieved from the deep sea.

Gu Yuena emerged from the lake.

Water droplets slid down her hair, refracting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight. Without using any soul power, she simply walked barefoot on the lake, step by step, to the Nine-Colored Deer.

The nine-colored deer tilted its head slightly, its clear eyes reflecting the silver-haired woman who had emerged from the bottom of the lake.

Gu Yuena looked down at it. There was no condescending scrutiny in those purple eyes, only an extremely calm gaze, as deep as an ancient well.

“That power from just now,” Gu Yuena said, her voice soft but each word clear, “use it on me again.”