Chapter 11 The Divine Bird Lord gazed at the child, who was gradually relaxing. ...

Hua Xun never imagined that there was another world above the fairyland.

A cloud cliff floated above the immortals, shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see its true form.

As they passed through the invisible barrier with the divine lord, the mist instantly dissipated, revealing two jade-white palaces standing side by side before them.

On the ground, snow-white mist floated slowly and leisurely, and behind the palace, a waterfall of flying clouds cascaded down, a truly magnificent sight.

Occasionally, a pair of cranes fly by, ethereal and otherworldly.

The entire Cloud Cliff seemed to be nothing but white, including the God Lord.

Hua Xun landed on the ground, and the clouds beneath her feet instantly merged with the surrounding celestial mist.

The deity entered a palace, which was also built of jade, exuding an unchanging tranquility.

Hua Xun unconsciously softened her breathing, just as she was about to catch up with the God Lord's steps.

The next instant, the figure of the deity gradually became transparent until it turned into a ray of golden light and flew into the hall.

Hua Xun was startled: "My Lord? My Lord? What's wrong with you?"

“I am unharmed,” a gentle divine voice rang out from above. “Come in.”

Hua Xun glanced into the palace, then cautiously entered. Looking up, she saw that deep within the palace, snow-white fairy curtains hung high, blocking out all prying eyes.

Behind the celestial veil, the hazy figure was indistinct, yet one could sense the divine light emanating from it and the timeless tranquility.

It was as if the moonlight was quietly and gently illuminating the earth.

"God?" Hua Xun called out hesitantly.

"It is I," the figure behind the celestial veil replied slowly, "It is merely a technique for gathering spirits into the body; there is no need to worry."

Hua Xun understood: "Were they all avatars of the Divine Lord before?"

"Exactly."

Hua Xun couldn't help but glance a few more times behind the celestial curtain, feeling that the true form of the Divine Lord seemed even more mysterious than his incarnation.

The deity then said, "You may choose a palace to live in."

Hua Xun snapped out of her daze and quickly bowed in agreement. Only after hearing the deity softly say "Go" did she turn and leave.

It is said that "one palace should be chosen", but in reality, there are only two palaces in the entire Cloud Cliff.

Hua Xun dared not stay in the palace where the God resided, as she always felt that it would be a desecration of the God, so she naturally chose another one.

To Hua Xun's surprise, although the palace was entirely white, it was scattered with fiery red crystals. The jade couch was covered with soft fairy satin, which was covered with many bright red feathers. It looked somewhat familiar.

Hua Xun brushed off the feathers and glanced at the bright, clear sky outside.

In contrast to the demon realm, the days of the immortals are terrifyingly long.

After living in fear for half a month and experiencing this ordeal, Hua Xun was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep on the jade bed.

Whether it was because the sunlight outside was too bright, or because the bed had been changed, Hua Xun tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a strange heat surged behind her. Hua Xun frowned and opened her eyes, only to be met with a pair of round eyes, a majestic pointed beak, and flames shooting up three feet high.

Hua Xun blinked, suddenly becoming clear-headed. She took a step back and realized that it was actually a... Golden Crow!

The long cry that sounded so pleasant in the human world had now turned into a furious screech, pecking straight at him.

Hua Xun hurriedly got up from the couch, dodging the crow's peck.

The golden crow became even angrier, and while yelling at the top of its lungs, it spread its wings and opened its mouth wide as it flew towards her.

Hua Xun had never seen such a "spectacular" scene before. The shock he had felt from the previous sight of the golden crow's cry had vanished. He used all his skills to dart and jump around the palace to avoid it.

In her panic, Hua Xun slipped and fell to the ground.

As the golden crow charged toward her with its long, magnificent tail, Hua Xun rummaged through her purse for anything that could protect her. She grabbed a drab gray garment and quickly held it up in front of her.

The golden crow actually stopped.

Stopping in front of her clothes, his round eyes were fixed on her left hand.

Hua Xun hesitated for a moment, then followed its gaze to her left hand, only to find that when she grabbed her clothes, she had accidentally grabbed a piece of peach blossom cake.

It was only then that she belatedly remembered that there was still a packet of snacks left in the pocket of her old clothes.

Looking at Jinwu's fixed gaze, Hua Xun hesitated and asked, "You want to eat it?"

Jinwu's eyes lit up, then it arrogantly turned its head away and let out a "Cheers".

"You can understand human speech?" Hua Xun asked curiously. After thinking for a moment, she handed over the peach blossom cake: "Shall I treat you to some?"

Jinwu glanced at her, then turned away.

Hua Xun pushed the peach blossom cake forward again.

The golden crow narrowed its eyes, made a "gurgling" sound in its throat, and put the peach blossom cake in its mouth.

Hua Xun looked at its ravenous eating and then glanced around, gradually realizing that it had probably taken over its territory.

I never expected that the majestic Golden Crow at the celebration would be so... irritable in private.

"Is that jade couch yours?" Hua Xun asked softly as the golden crow's erect feathers gradually smoothed out.

"Jie."

"Are you the beast pet raised by the God-King?" Hua Xun asked carefully.

The golden crow glared angrily, about to peck at her again.

"Divine bird, divine bird!" Hua Xun quickly corrected himself.

The Golden Crow was finally satisfied.

"You live here all by yourself... with just a divine bird?"

"Jie."

“I was brought back by the God Lord. He wants me to choose a palace to live in. Can I stay here?” After saying that, Hua Xun bribed him before the Golden Crow could peck at her, “I also have some good food.”

The golden crow, which had already opened its beak to peck at her, froze. After a long while, it silently closed its beak and stared intently at her purse.

"You have to promise me first." Hua Xun wasn't easily fooled.

The golden crow paused reluctantly for a few moments, then swaggered to the center of the palace, conjuring a line with flames still flickering along it.

"You want to divide up the territory with me?" Hua Xun guessed.

Jinwu exhaled a breath, as if acknowledging her presence, and his gaze fell on her purse.

Hua Xun hesitated for a moment, then took out another peach blossom cake.

The golden crow cried out happily, rushed forward, snatched it away, swallowed it whole, and then stared intently at her.

"I can't eat too much," Hua Xun said cautiously, clutching her purse. "Once it's all gone, it'll be gone."

The golden crow, however, ignored her and flapped its wings to pounce forward, about to snatch her purse with its claws outstretched.

"Golden Crow." A tranquil voice rang out from outside the hall.

Jinwu froze on the spot, silently releasing the purse it had been holding in its mouth. It glared at Hua Xun and obediently took a few steps back.

Hua Xun looked out of the palace following the sound.

But then, at the edge of the cliff, a tall figure stood with his back to the palace, his body surrounded by a protective divine light that seemed to be about to ride the wind and return.

That is... the true form of the God-King.

Hua Xun glanced at the golden crow lying quietly on the ground. After a long while, she inexplicably walked out of the palace and went behind that figure.

Before she could even speak, she saw the protective divine light gradually fade away.

"My Lord," Hua Xun called softly.

The deity turned to look at her: "The Golden Crow is restless and greedy, but it has no intention of harming people, so there is no need to fear it."

Hua Xun was stunned when he saw the true appearance of the God.

She didn't know if it was due to the love potion, but she felt that the god's every move seemed to slow down.

His face was like an ancient painting meticulously drawn by the Creator. Even after millions of years, it was still breathtakingly beautiful. His black hair fell to his sides, and his skin was like cold jade covered by the first snow, without any impurities. His eyes seemed to be filled with a dazzling Milky Way.

The robes and black hair floated gently, enveloped by divine power.

Hua Xun still remembers the last time she was so shocked was when she saw Baili Sheng's face on the verge of death.

At that time, Baili Sheng's eyes were filled with arrogance, while the Divine Lord... even when being stared at like that, still had a gentle and tolerant expression, as if he would never get angry.

Hua Xun snapped out of her daze, cleared her throat to cover it up, turned around and glanced at the palace. She saw the golden crow cautiously peeking out of the window and watching her from afar, and she gradually calmed down.

“I never imagined that the golden crow that amazed both realms at the celebration was raised by the God-King,” Hua Xun said. “Can the God-King understand its speech?”

The deity said gently, "Thousands of years ago, I enlightened it, and over time it came to understand."

Thousands of years.

Hua Xun clicked her tongue in surprise. Seeing that the deity had taken the initiative to mention the origin of the divine bird, she couldn't help but muster up some courage and asked boldly, "Does it have a name?"

"Golden Crow".

"Huh?" Hua Xun asked, puzzled.

"Its name."

Hua Xun's expression changed strangely, just like a person being named "Ren" (人, meaning person).

"What if other golden crows fly in?" Hua Xun asked, voicing his confusion.

The Divine Lord said, "The Golden Crow is the last divine crow in the world."

Hua Xun paused for a moment, then glanced at the Divine Lord again, and inexplicably remembered that the Divine Lord was also the last innate god in the world.

She didn't know how the God and the Golden Crow faced the extinction of their race, but she was still deeply saddened.

Hua Xun gazed at the solitary god and bird on the cloud-covered cliff, and quickly perked up: "May I name the Golden Crow?"

The golden crow in the distance immediately pricked up its ears.

"Hmm?" The deity also looked down at her.

Thinking of the feathers that had fallen off while being chased by the golden crow, Hua Xun couldn't help but feel a desire for revenge: "How about we call it Firebird?"

"Hee hee!" A protesting cry rang out from afar, but it gradually weakened as the figure of the Divine Lord appeared.

The goddess gazed at the child who was gradually relaxing before her, a mischievous glint still lingering in her eyes: "It seems displeased."

Hua Xun pursed her lips: "I saw that the Golden Crow was covered in flames just now, and it was very majestic. In addition, the Golden Crow belongs to the divine bird clan, so I named it that."

The deity remained silent, seemingly pondering the feasibility of this name.

The golden crow hiding inside the hall was nearly frantic. It dared not cry out loudly, and could only flap its wings to express its protest.

Seeing this, Hua Xun couldn't help but secretly raise her eyebrows in a defiant manner.

Looking back, he was met with a penetrating glance from the divine lord.

Hua Xun felt a sudden chill and lowered her head.

"Have you calmed down?" the deity asked.

Hua Xun was surprised that the God knew he was "taking revenge" on the Golden Crow, and quickly nodded.

The deity said gently, "Now that you've calmed down, let's change your name."

Hua Xun was stunned for a moment. When she looked up and met the God's gaze, which seemed to know everything, her heart seemed to calm down a lot.

She uttered the name that had just come to mind due to her feelings: "Flowing Fire".

"My Lord, what do you think of 'Blazing Fire'?"

The soaring golden crow, with its trailing, colorful phoenix tail, resembles flowing flames.

This time, the Golden Crow remained silent.

The deity nodded: "Very good."

Hua Xun looked at Liu Huo, who was squinting as if savoring it. When it met her gaze, it stiffened, let out a long "coo," and turned away.

Hua Xun smiled and looked away, gazing out of the cloud-covered cliff.

From the outside, Yunya is shrouded in a misty haze; but from the inside, one can look down upon the distant immortal mountains, as well as the pavilions, palaces, and peach blossom groves where the immortals reside.

"My Lord, does this Cloud Cliff have a name?" Hua Xun asked softly.

The deity's gaze was distant, and his voice was like the gentle tide: "You also want to name it?"

Hua Xun shook his head, thought for a moment, and then asked, "What do you think of White Mist Cliff?"

The deity said, "Very good."

Hua Xun's tension had largely dissipated, and she felt more comfortable than ever before being by the God's side.

His gentleness is not a false pretense, but rather the tolerance and compassion accumulated over millennia, capable of washing away all desolation and unease.

"By the way, Divine Lord, does this place really have no name?" How could such an insurmountable cloud cliff be nameless?

Jiuqing's eyes pierced through the clouds and mist, landing on the distance: "I remember, a long time ago, this place was called the Jade Kun Divine Palace."

Hua Xun was taken aback, then exclaimed in shock, "The Jade Kun Divine Palace really exists?"

She had only heard of the name Yu Kun Divine Palace in the folk tales of the human world, where it was said to be the dwelling place of the ancient gods. However, as the gods perished, Yu Kun Divine Palace gradually became a legend over the years.

The deity smiled and said, "Pear blossoms in the evening rain, swallows in an empty tower, the past is gone, it's good to change to a new name."

Hua Xun's face flushed.

Compared to the Jade Kun Divine Palace, her "White Mist Cliff" is really not impressive.

"Yu Kun Divine Mansion sounds better," Hua Xun whispered.

The deity looked at her and said gently, "It is all in the past now. Since you are staying, from now on this place shall be called White Mist Cliff, as you wish."

Hua Xun stared blankly at the tolerant God, who seemed to have everything under his control, yet also seemed to see nothing at all.

The deity said, “It is already midnight in the human realm. You have been traveling for several days. Go and rest first.”

Looking at the bright sky, Hua Xun, for some reason, replied as if possessed, "I can't sleep, Lord God."

The deity sighed, "It was my oversight that I forgot about the alternation of day and night in the human world, and how people rise in the morning and sleep at night."

Hua Xun looked up, puzzled.

But then the deity raised his hand, and clouds surged, enveloping the White Mist Cliff layer upon layer, as night quietly fell.

Only specks of golden light dotted the mist, like stars.

The deity said, “From now on, White Mist Cliff will be similar to the human world day and night. During the daytime, you will follow me to cultivate the method of purifying the mind.”

As Hua Xun watched the night being born under God's hand, a strange and moving feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

The Lingxi Gu in the sea of ​​consciousness also jumped twice excitedly before settling down comfortably.

She thanked the deity and turned to walk towards the palace.

But as they reached the entrance of the palace, they unconsciously turned around.

In the darkness, the deity stood alone on the edge of the cliff, like an eternal anchor point in the world.

Day after day, year after year.

Hua Xun's consciousness trembled, and he inexplicably raised his voice, "Divine Lord."

The deity turned around and saw a smiling face: "Good night."

The child's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and crisp.

It disturbed the clouds and mist that had been silent for thousands of years.

A note from the author:

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The Divine Lord belongs to the "iron tree that never blooms" type of personality, leaning towards a "saintly father" (not really).

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