I'm Feng Aotian—And I’m Running Away from My Wedding - Chapter 30

Li Baiying saw a blood-red eye suddenly open on the forehead of the Li Family Patriarch.

The pale eyeball stared fixedly at her, its gaze sharp as if trying to pierce through her soul.

“Well?” Long Jinglan asked impatiently.

“Strange…” Li Xiyue furrowed her brows, murmuring to herself, “Her soul seems to have been shattered and then fused back together. In other words, she is destined to face this calamity.”

“What kind of calamity?”

“A tribulation of the Dao, a tribulation of love, and…” Li Xiyue paused for a moment, a trace of bloodlust flashing in the eye on her forehead before it weakly closed. In an instant, her face was tinged with exhaustion. “I cannot deduce the method to resolve it.”

“But what I do know is that she absolutely must not be brought before the rest of the Li Family. Or rather, not now.”

Seeing that her partner seemed about to say something, Li Xiyue quickly soothed her in a gentle tone, “Although I am the sole authority in the Li Family now, the Qin and Wu families on Taichu Mountain are watching us like tigers eyeing their prey. Now that the supreme treasure of Taichu Mountain has been discovered, amidst such a storm of bloodshed, I cannot even guarantee my own survival. If our daughter were to appear outside, her identity as a dragon would likely make her a target.”

“Moreover, I have just glimpsed the workings of fate. The era of demonic cultivators rising to power hundreds of years from now is when she will truly shine.”

“You don’t mean?”

Long Jinglan’s expression stiffened, as if she had thought of something. She quickly hugged the little red dragon tightly, her voice trembling, “The only way to travel to another time and space is through the Reversal Art, but the cost is a thousand years of lifespan. Even if we combine our current lifespans, I’m afraid we still wouldn’t meet such a harsh condition.”

“I think we can separate a strand of her divine consciousness and send it to a time hundreds of years in the future.”

Li Xiyue calmly proposed a solution. “Her true body can remain here in slumber. The lifespan of a dragon is long enough to last a thousand years. By the time she fully regains her memories, it will still be timely to break the seal.”

“This is the optimal solution for now, Lanlan.”

After she finished speaking, the two of them fell into silence simultaneously.

“Xiyue, she’s our only daughter. Is the situation outside truly so dire, with no room for negotiation at all?” Long Jinglan lovingly stroked the little red dragon’s horn, her tone filled with reluctance. “What if I take her back to the dragon clan to cultivate?”

“Her tribulation lies within this mountain. It cannot be avoided simply by changing locations. If we force her to evade it, it will only bring about an even more severe heavenly punishment.”

Li Xiyue shook her head, a struggle also visible in her eyes.

“Our daughter’s fate is different from ours. With my Heavenly Eye, I have seen that hundreds of years from now, a baby girl with the talent of Crimson Flame will be born. She carries the bloodline of our Li Family and is the only one in centuries to inherit the true dragon bloodline. Only she can create a breach in the predetermined calamity.”

“Are you thinking of possession?” Long Jinglan frowned slightly, a look of disapproval appearing on her gentle face. “If that’s the case, I would rather expend my lifespan to open a portal through time and space and send our daughter there.”

“No, not possession. Not at all.”

Li Xiyue patiently explained, “The Heavenly Dao places great importance on cause and effect. How could I let our daughter become entangled in karmic retribution? What I saw is this: if we recklessly take our daughter away or let her grow up on Taichu Mountain, then hundreds of years from now, the baby girl possessing immense power will no longer be born.”

“On the contrary, she can confront the true threat that the Li family and even the dragon clan will face centuries later, and even break through the calamity of death decreed by the Heavenly Dao.”

“They are the same person, aren’t they?” Long Jinglan quickly grasped her meaning, his furrowed brow relaxing. “But is such a coincidence possible? How could the same destiny appear both now and centuries later?”

“It’s hard to comprehend logically, but the cycles of the Heavenly Dao have their own reasoning. Some things haven’t happened yet simply because the time hasn’t come.”

Li Xiyue spat out a rose-red pearl and placed it atop the little red dragon’s head. Instantly, a flash of white light appeared, and ethereal mist gradually filled the pearl’s surface.

“As long as the infant girl’s true dragon bloodline awakens, she will remember these memories. Once she finds her original dragon body, all seals will be broken.”

She paused, gently stroking the little red dragon’s head. “To be safe, the inherited memories of the demon clan will only be unlocked after she finds her true body, to prevent them from being exploited by those with ill intentions.”

“Very well, leave this matter to me.”

…

Consciousness gradually faded into nothingness.

Li Baiying felt her body continuously rising. Like a drowning person, she followed her survival instinct upward until she broke through the water’s surface.

Her eyes snapped open. Before her, the pale green mist remained, but now a little girl’s figure stood within it.

“Hehe, you’re awake? Let me introduce myself, I’m Huan Liu, the flower you see before you.”

She swiftly circled around Li Baiying, her laughter ringing like silver bells. “How does it feel to have your dream come true? Check your body, do you notice any changes?”

Hearing this, Li Baiying set aside her many questions and immediately focused inward, examining her dantian.

A fiery red pearl slowly rotated there, its surface shimmering with iridescent light, identical to the one she had seen in Li Xiyue’s hand.

“You are the prophesied one foreseen by the Li family’s ancestor. Now, I have returned what she left for you. What happens from here on is no longer my concern.”

“Wait, why are you helping me?”

Li Baiying repeatedly probed the pearl with her spiritual sense, only relaxing slightly after confirming it held no traps. She looked up at the girl’s indistinct face and voiced her doubt. “Such a treasure, you could have kept it for yourself. Why return it to its rightful owner?”

“Hmph, I wish I could! Do you think I didn’t want to?”

The girl rushed toward her, but just before making contact, she dissolved into a wisp of smoke, drifting away lightly. “You still don’t fully understand that old woman Li Xiyue’s methods. If anyone other than the prophesied one touches this pearl, their body will explode on the spot. I haven’t lived long enough yet, no need to sacrifice my life for some so-called dragon inheritance.”

Just then, Li Baiying heard a mocking laugh echo in her mind.

Crimson mist swiftly coalesced into a human form before her. A bewitchingly beautiful woman, manipulating aquatic plants, impatiently dispersed the green mist. “Huan Liu, you’re being unusually talkative today.”

“It’s not that I want to talk so much, it’s your disciple who asks too many questions. Is it wrong to answer every one?”

Huan Liu pouted, nimbly evading the woman’s attack, and darted back into the budding flower. “Ancestor Hong Wang, since you despise me so much, you can deal with the pursuers outside on your own!”

After leaving this resentful remark, she shook her petals angrily, and the hazy mist began to show signs of dissipating in an instant.

“This child really can’t take a joke.”

The woman shook her head, casting a glance at Li Baiying who was still standing there dazed. “Young one, what are you spacing out for? Hurry and take your little Dao companion to flee for your lives!”