Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me -
Chapter 476 - 475: The Egg Chamber of the Dragon Clan
Chapter 476: Chapter 475: The Egg Chamber of the Dragon Clan
As the Little White Dragon walked deeper into the sea, a ring of light encircled his body.
Mianmian’s vision blurred, and instead of the deep sea water, she saw an underwater Dragon Palace.
The name "Crystal Palace" was inscribed at the top, though the signboard was already broken.
Knowing that everyone’s view was unclear, Mianmian took out a Night Pearl the size of an adult’s fist from her small bag and asked Xiaohu to swim over, hanging it around Xiaohu’s neck for illumination.
Xiaohu obediently let Mianmian tie the Night Pearl around his neck, then swam to the appropriate place.
The light from the Night Pearl immediately brightened the surroundings, revealing the Dragon Palace’s broken walls and rubble. From the collapsed structures, it was clear how beautiful the Dragon Palace must have once been.
In the Little White Dragon’s memory, it was Dark Qi that had invaded this place, so why did the Crystal Palace now seem as if it had been intentionally destroyed?
Mianmian felt puzzled, and so did the Little White Dragon.
"When I was sent away, it wasn’t like this," he said hoarsely, continuing forward.
When they reached a cluster of coral, the Little White Dragon pulled out all of the coral branches, touching them with his claw.
An entrance to an underground chamber opened up.
"This is the egg-rearing chamber of our Dragon Clan," the Little White Dragon explained. "Inside is an Array left from ancient times, which can only be activated by the claws of the Dragon Clan."
While still in the egg, his parents and sister would come here to see him.
They also died in the egg-rearing chamber.
"So there really is such a place."
Situ Zha thought of the rumors he had heard before and wasn’t too surprised.
Dragon Eggs were the hope of the Dragon Clan, so naturally, they would build the safest place to keep them. And of course, the place should not allow just anyone to enter, or the future of the Dragon Clan would vanish.
The group entered the egg-rearing chamber and, unsurprisingly, saw several racks of Dragon Bones inside.
The Dragon Bones exuded a lustrous, jade-like glow, extraordinarily beautiful.
To outsiders, they might seem incredibly beautiful, but to the Little White Dragon, they were the bones of his kin, and he was already in tears.
He had come here with the hope that the souls of his kin were still around, brought by Mianmian. But now, in the empty egg-rearing chamber, only his mournful sobs could be heard.
There were no souls inside, indicating that his parents and sister had long vanished between Heaven and Earth.
Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall on the previously calm sea surface.
The sorrowful Dragon brought terrifying tides, causing the merchant ships sailing on the sea to be afraid.
The weather forecast hadn’t predicted such large waves at sea today, which distressed the ordinary people on board. If the boat capsized, they would lose their lives.
Mianmian could feel the Little White Dragon’s sadness, and at the same time, she thought about what the sea might be like right now.
Crying previously brought heavy rain, so the Little White Dragon crying over the ocean would certainly make the sea even more fearsome!
Perhaps there were ships on the water right now, their crews enduring the storm.
To calm the Little White Dragon, Mianmian hugged him, pressing her head against his: "I’m here, I’m here."
She didn’t say much else, only used the gentle power of her own soul to communicate with the Little White Dragon. When people are grieving, they often don’t want to hear rationalizations; they just want someone to accompany and support them.
— You’re not alone, you still have me.
Only such warmth can give the grieving person strength to combat their sadness and gradually stabilize their emotions.
The Little White Dragon slowly accepted the fact that his parents and sister were no longer there.
In this familiar place, he remembered some long-lost facts.
His parents had told him that he was a member of the Dragon Clan, and in nowadays when mortals and dragons lived in harmony, dragons were responsible for the weather changes over the sea and must ensure the safety of mortal fishing boats.
Thinking this, the Little White Dragon felt the fishing boats swaying under the harsh weather.
He gently released his power, escorting the fishing boats to safety.
The sea became calm again, and the Little White Dragon spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mianmian, my family is gone."
Before Mianmian could answer, Situ Zha spoke up, "The direct kin is gone, but the Dragon won’t be left with just you."
The Little White Dragon was surprised that Situ Zha would say such things, looking at him with moist eyes: "Really? Is that true?"
Situ Zha scratched his head and recounted the discussions among the fairies before his reincarnation: "Some fairies had already gone to sleep. The lifespan of dragons is so long, they couldn’t possibly all be dead. It’s more likely they collectively found a place to hibernate, and your parents were only chosen to be the Dragon King and Queen. Perhaps among those hibernating dragons, are your grandparents."
The purpose of his words was actually to tell the Little White Dragon that dragons still existed in the world.
But the Little White Dragon fell silent.
What use were those relatives, really? They chose to hibernate and did not take on the responsibility, leaving his parents behind here.
Those dragons were not worth as much as Mianmian.
The Little White Dragon whispered, "Never mind, I don’t want those relatives. I just want to be family with Mianmian. Can I? Mianmian?"
Mianmian had been thinking the same thing and immediately responded, "Of course, you can! Mianmian is already your family, you’ve long had the identity of one of our family members!"
The Little White Dragon smiled through his tears.
"I want to collect my parents and sister’s bones."
The Dragon Bones could not be laid to rest here.
In the Little White Dragon’s memory, dragons should go to a distant place upon death, for that is the dragon’s true resting ground.
Mianmian was happy to help and summoned Green.
Green generously collected all the Dragon Bones into its own space, internally remarking: Such fine bones, whether for crafting weapons or making Elixirs, were exceptional materials.
Anyone else would have been tempted to use them.
As a Divine Artifact, it also wanted to utilize such materials.
But Mianmian would not, never. Because these were the bones of her little friend’s family members, Mianmian would not take action against them.
It felt like a waste of Heaven and Earth’s gifts!
Oh well.
Green decided not to voice its true thoughts.
Curious, it roamed the entire egg-rearing chamber, and suddenly, in a corner, it spotted a strand of black Qi and froze.
Such a familiar Qi!
In the past, it seemed like someone had encountered it... But perhaps at that time, it, just freshly forged into a ding, did not have the ability to remember things, so Green couldn’t recall what this black Qi was.
Yet Green felt the black Qi was not to be underestimated.
"Mianmian, come and take a look at this," Green called out.
Mianmian flew over to Green’s side and also saw the strand of black Qi.
The black Qi was exactly the same as the one that had killed the Little White Dragon’s parents and sister!!!
Mianmian was frightened: "This, this Qi is what killed the Little White Dragon’s parents and sister!"
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