6. **Recurring Hell:** Whenever His Highness Zero's soul projection completes a "growth milestone" (e.g., learning to walk), the clock inside the Time Bird immediately resets to the initial moment ("Midnight! Everything freezes!"), beginning a new cycle.**
7. **Title Binding:** Obtain the title of "Eternal Repeater Bird" (Soul Binding, visible in reincarnation, comes with virtual clockwork and monotonous sound effects).**
**[Effective immediately! Covering all heavens! Tracing cause and effect! Enforced!]**
**[Attachment: The first batch of 'Eternal Time Bird' exclusive edition: Four national time series chief designers (including the Amber High Priest). 】**
Eternal time bird!
Eternal mechanical timekeeping!
Eternity without feeling time?
Watching others grow freely forever?
Reset after the time is finished?
Eternal repeating bird?
Clockwork sound effects?!
Imagine the despair of watching a baby grow instantly during the utterly tedious timekeeping while you yourself remain forever stuck in the hour of midnight... The remnants of the four nations were instantly petrified! The survivors screamed "Time!" at the sight of a clock, trembled at the word "growth," and twitched at the touch of a spring.
In the courtyard of the General's Mansion, Lingbao squatted before the pot of reborn emerald lily of the valley. Her small hand no longer curiously poked at it. With extremely gentle hands, she carefully touched a newly unfurled, dew-covered leaf with one tiny finger. The moment her fingertip touched the leaf, it seemed to be infused with extra vitality, expanding a bit further at a visible speed, its veins radiating a faint emerald-gold halo.
"Growing! Green! Great!" Lingbao clapped her hands happily, cheering for her "birthing" success. She turned her gaze to the pebble in the corner of the courtyard where she had discovered the "growth rings." This time, she didn't poke it. Instead, she stretched out her small hand and gently, as if covering a treasure, pressed it against the cool surface of the stone.
Xiao Juejing stood in the corridor, holding a small piece of dark gold fragment brought back from the core of the time amber. It originally exuded a stagnant and dead silence, but now, in the warmth of Lingbao's palm touching the stone, it showed a flowing texture like molten gold, emitting a faint but real warmth of time.
He held the warm fragment between his fingers, his gaze lingering on his daughter's small, stone-covered palm. That delicate palm seemed to hold a life-defining command that spanned the ages. The cold sheath of the Guihong Ruler reflected the faint golden ripples of time that quietly emerged from the stone's surface, becoming even clearer.
A deep voice, carrying a sense of vastness that pierced eternity and a touch of awe, echoed amidst Lingbao's blessing to the stone: "Grow long! Green!"
"Casting chains to imprison light, falsely treating the moment as eternity."
"The sand stagnates the river, and the river is stagnant, in an attempt to replace the rushing flow with dead
"This eternal glacier..."
He loosened his fingers, and the dark gold fragments fell into the soil of the courtyard. They were gently wrapped, entangled, and decomposed by several tender green sprouts breaking through the soil, turning into a glimmer of light that nourishes life.
"...the so-called 'authority of time' that claims to control the rise and fall of things,"
He walked to his daughter, squatted on one knee, and gently placed his broad palm on the back of Lingbao's small hand that was pressing on the stone.
Lingbao felt the warmth of her father's palm, raised her little face, and revealed a pure smile. Her hand moved beneath his, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she pressed harder against the stone, as if sharing her "secret to growth." In the gap between her hand and his, on the surface of the pebble, dormant for millennia, a tiny yet incredibly stubborn emerald green moss spore sprouted and expanded at an incredible speed, blossoming into a pinpoint-sized burst of new life.
Xiao Jue's deep gaze fell on the tiny bit of green that stubbornly sprouted between his fingers. That tiny spark of life, resonating with time in his daughter's palm, actually penetrated the eternal silence of the stone.
"I can't resist it,"
He raised his eyes, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the solidified past. He saw the mechanical hissing of the "repeater birds" in the eternal time-telling hell, and also saw the streets of the royal capital, where the solidified children finally took a step forward, the hovering fallen leaves finally kissed the earth, and the whole world was accelerating with vitality in the golden rain of light.
"My son's palm..."
Lingbao seemed to feel that the life beneath the stone needed more encouragement. His little hands diligently drew circles under his father's palm, his mouth mumbling a discordant "Long, long!" The emerald green moss, as if responding to the queen's command, quickly spread out into a small, moist, vibrant green carpet.
“…this ignorant yet majestic warmth.”
That tiny hand, draped over the stone, conveying the rhythm of life, was like the gentlest key, unlocking the cage of time that had frozen all things. Under the decree of the childlike sequence of time, the icy authority known as "Eternal Amber" began to crack, and the relentless pulse of life, flowing through the chaotic, budding palm, resounded throughout the universe once again.
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