Extra 3: A, B, C

The years along the shores of Starlight Sea were long enough for many things to quietly grow. That small courtyard, after countless blooms of stardust magnolias, had gradually begun to seem a bit crowded.

It’s not that there’s a lack of space, but rather that there’s a bit more… bustling life.

The first one to be born is the eldest son.

That day, Guixu was combing through a newly formed chaotic spiritual vein deep within the starry sea, while Yinglong played the qin in the courtyard. The sound of the qin stirred the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which merged with the original force of the heavenly way emanating from Guixu above the courtyard, spontaneously condensing and taking shape.

There was no earth-shattering vision, only a gentle, auspicious flash of golden light. When the light faded, a delicate, jade-like baby boy lay on a soft blanket of clouds. A pair of tiny, shimmering jade horns graced his forehead, and his whole being exuded a benevolent aura that brought peace to all things.

He opened his big black eyes, neither crying nor making a fuss, but just waved his little hands curiously, catching the piano music and spiritual light flowing in the air.

Yinglong lifted him up, feeling the life force that shared her own origins, yet was purer and gentler, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart. Guixu's figure silently appeared beside her, looking at the baby. A faint scrutiny flashed in his ethereal eyes, then faded into a tacit calm.

"This child was born with the peaceful energy of heaven and earth and the origin of my order. He is the eldest." He stretched out his finger and gently touched the small corner on the baby's forehead. "Let's call him 'Ao Jia'."

Ao Jia, Jia is the first of the heavenly stems, which means beginning and first, which is consistent with his status as the eldest son and his kind and steady temperament.

Ao Jia grew up quietly and steadily. He possessed a natural affinity for nature, often playing in the courtyard with the flower spirits and wood spirits nurtured by spiritual energy. The power flowing from his fingertips possessed healing and soothing properties, capable of bringing spring to withered trees and calming turbulent spiritual currents. He possessed a gentle disposition and a dislike for combat, embodying much of the calm demeanor of his mother after shedding her duties as the God of War.

The birth of the second son was much more "lively".

That was when Guixu was at the edge of the new world, experimenting with a new law that combined the power of annihilation and creation. The aftermath of that power shook the void, and a sharp silver-white light, like a blade that split the chaos, shot out from the void and fell straight into the sea of ​​stars!

The sea water boils and the spirit soars to the sky!

The light faded, and a slender boy with eyes as sharp as an eagle stood on the crest of the wave. His hair was silver, and between his brows there was a rebellious aura. The faint sound of weapons echoed around him, as if he was born to fight and protect.

He looked in the direction of Guixu and Yinglong. He did not have the gentleness of Aojia, but only a wildness that was like scrutiny and challenge.

Guixu looked at him, with a look of almost satisfaction in his eyes.

"Your murderous aura is sharp, your fighting spirit is innate, and you have the style of your mother. So," he said calmly, "you will be named 'Ao Yi'."

Ao Yi, Yi is the second of the Heavenly Stems, which represents flexion and extension, growth, and also contains the meaning of fortitude, which is in line with his bravery, good fighting skills and enterprising spirit.

Ao Yi's growth was filled with vigor and destructive power. He was not one to sit still, spending his days sprinting through the mountains, rivers, and marshes of the new world, hunting (these spirits naturally generated by evil thoughts or chaotic spiritual energy), and sharpening his claws. He inherited some of Guixu's mastery of the Law of Nirvana, able to concentrate his strength into an indestructible blade, as well as Yinglong's instinct for dominating the battlefield. He was a natural warrior. He often returned covered in dust or a faint smell of blood, but his eyes were startlingly bright.

The birth of the youngest son was the most extraordinary.

He wasn't formed directly from spiritual energy or power, but rather conceived within a chaotic water sphere deep within the Starlight Sea. The water sphere absorbed the starlight and chaotic energy for a long time before quietly rupturing.

A small, hornless dragon, covered in dark blue, almost black scales, emerged from the water, nimble and cunning. Rather than transforming directly into human form, it preferred to maintain its dragon form, frolicking in the sea of ​​starlight, appearing and disappearing, blending into the currents and controlling the clouds and mists. It possessed a natural mastery of transformation and evasion.

He swam to the shore and looked at his parents and two brothers curiously, with an alert and elusive light flashing in his eyes.

Yinglong looked at him, feeling the water nature that originated from her, as well as the unpredictable nature that came from the chaotic origin of Guixu.

Guixu looked at his youngest son, his gaze lingering for a moment on his smooth dragon body and dark scales.

"Diving into the chaos, transforming into formless forms, the order is three," he said, "This is 'Ao Bing'."

Ao Bing, Bing is the third of the heavenly stems, which means brightness and fire. However, fire also contains the nature of restlessness and changeability, which is vaguely consistent with the child's changeable and agile state, and is also a kind of expectation and balance for his future.

Ao Bing wasn't as kindhearted as his elder brother, nor as brave as his younger brother, but he was the most agile and intelligent. He would sometimes stir up small whirlpools in the sea of ​​starlight, sometimes hide himself in the clouds, and sometimes transform into a gentle breeze across the courtyard. He inherited the "transformation" of the Chaos Law of Guixu and Yinglong's control over "water." His power wasn't overwhelming, but he was extremely unpredictable, often making it difficult for his brothers to find him.

The three sons have very different personalities and sources of power, but they all carry the bloodline and characteristics of Guixu and Yinglong.

Ao Jia is kind and benevolent, in charge of childbirth and auspiciousness.

Ao Yi was brave and fierce, in charge of conquest and killing.

Ao Bing is agile, good at hiding, and has the ability to change his palms.

They grow up in this new world, like three seeds, quietly painting their own future full of infinite possibilities on this eternal painting created by their parents.

The courtyard remains the same, and the sea of ​​stars remains the same.

But gradually, the tinkling sound of the wind chimes was mixed with the gentle humming of Ao Jia as he caressed the flowers and plants, the sound of Ao Yi breaking through the air as he practiced martial arts, and the faint, clear laughter with moisture from Ao Bing after his prank succeeded.

Guixu and Yinglong stood side by side under the eaves, looking at the three figures in the courtyard, some still and some moving.

Eternity becomes richer and filled with the warmth of human life because of the continuation and bustle of life.