Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 477 - 476: A Can of Cement

Chapter 477: Chapter 476: A Can of Cement

With one sentence, the Little White Dragon also flew up to take a look.

It wasn’t until he saw the Dark Qi that the Little White Dragon recalled the memories of his own death.

Because it had contaminated the inside of the egg, it only began to erode his flesh and blood after he was born—such a terrifying thing!

Yet, in the joy of seeing his kin, he forgot how dangerous this thing was, even bringing Mianmian here.

"Run, let’s run quickly..." The Little White Dragon urged Mianmian to retreat with him, fearing that the Dark Qi would entangle them again.

After they had retreated to a safe distance, Mianmian whispered, "Sh... Should be okay, right? If it were the same as before, it should have wrapped around us by now."

Yang Xian and Situ Zha weren’t able to get up, calling from below to ask what exactly was going on.

Mianmian then flew down to bring the two near the Dark Qi, explaining what it was while keeping them at a considerable distance for observation.

Yang Xian looked through his Heavenly Eye but couldn’t make out anything; after pondering for a moment, he released the golden light contained within the Heavenly Eye. This intrinsic ability of his could quell all evil.

The golden light was very effective; the Dark Qi dissipated in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Since it was effective, they needed to search further to see if there was anything else in the vicinity that could harm them.

Mianmian led everyone around the entire dragon egg nursery, thoroughly purging the Dark Qi that lingered in the corners, finally putting her mind at ease.

Everyone gathered to discuss what the Dark Qi could be.

"I once heard my master talk about it." Situ Zha suddenly spoke and, seeing Mianmian looking at him, hurriedly clarified, "I’m not talking about Fen Tian; I mean my master back when I was Nezha."

"Oh!! Taiyi Zhenren!!" Mianmian clapped her small hands.

Situ Zha nodded: "Yes, him. He once said that in the ancient times of Heaven and Earth, Yin Qi and Yang Qi weren’t like what the sects describe, but were much purer entities. Especially Yin Qi, which represents destruction, obliteration and such concepts, capable of stripping flesh from bone in an instant, returning beings to nothingness."

"Pangu did indeed separate Heaven from Earth, but what were Heaven and Earth like before Pangu’s separation?"

"Perhaps they were filled with the Yin Qi and Yang Qi from that era, making it impossible for gods, demons, or mortals to survive."

While speaking these words, Situ Zha was no longer just Situ Zha; he truly resembled Nezha who had once listened to Taiyi Zhenren’s teachings.

But this explanation was only that—an explanation. Whether such a dreadful form of "Yin Qi" really existed was still a question mark. Perhaps what Yang Xian had just eradicated with the golden light from his Heavenly Eye was that kind of Yin Qi—or perhaps not.

"If that’s so, then they must originate from somewhere, right?"

Mianmian suddenly interrupted Situ Zha’s mini lecture.

Yang Xian nodded slightly: "That’s right."

If so, then their appearance here was not without reason.

"Let’s continue to search around; perhaps we can find the answer to this problem," Yang Xian suggested, "But remember to stay safe if something isn’t right."

"Safety first, Mianmian is best at that!" Little Bun declared loudly with a playful tone, pulling out Vajra Talismans for all her little friends from the small bag.

The Talisman Papers were encased in plastic bags—waterproof and safe!

This was Mianmian’s foresight, anticipating that Talisman Papers might get wet by the seaside and pre-sealing them in plastic bags. There were many in the small bag, ready for use as needed.

Feeling more assured with the Talisman Papers, the group proceeded with their search in the dragon egg nursery. In the end, it was the Little White Dragon who found something out of the ordinary. That place didn’t have any Dark Qi, but a crack had formed.

"Here, under this..." the Little White Dragon lowered his eyes, "this is the spot where I was while still in the egg."

His parents and sister had stood in that place and spoken to him.

The area used by the Dragon Clan to nurture eggs should have been quite warm. However, at that moment, the entire dragon egg nursery was cold, and the platform holding the Dragon Egg had indeed cracked.

The crack couldn’t be made larger, nor could anyone enter; no one knew what lay beneath.

Leaving it unaddressed was unquestionably unsafe.

Mianmian decided to use a seal magic to close off this area.

Upon hearing that Mianmian would be using a sealing spell, those present expected it to be a dazzling display of magic.

However, when they saw Mianmian pull out a canister of cement from her small bag, they all fell silent.

Was this so-called sealing spell just about smearing cement over the cracked area? That approach wasn’t necessarily bad—just uniquely inventive. It abruptly brought those immersed in ancient tales into the realization that they were now in modern society, facing a reality where all magic had faded.

"This cement is pretty awesome," Mianmian declared. "Mom mixed it just right, ensuring that such cracks can be restored to their original state. As long as it’s sealed properly, no more Dark Qi will escape from here—see?"

With that, Mianmian smoothed the cement into place.

After ensuring the entire crack was sealed, she pulled out a flat tool from her small bag to confirm that the cement filled the space underneath and wouldn’t slide down.

Her entire movement and actions were very smooth, as if the tender Little Bun had done this countless times before.

"All sealed up!" Mianmian announced, stretching out her little hand, "Next, we need a bit of fire to harden it!"

She drew a Fire Talisman and began to continuously roast the cement.

In a short while, the cement solidified.

"All done, all done, it’s very sturdy," Mianmian chuckled, "Now for another Talisman! Yang Xian, come here and shine your golden light onto Mianmian’s Talisman!"

Yang Xian, seeing Mianmian’s confidence, followed her instructions without question.

The golden light aimed at the Talisman Paper in Mianmian’s hand was relentless.

Yang Xian himself had also studied the golden light of his Heavenly Eye, verified it against ancient texts, and even incorporated Daoist Master Qing Xu’s interpretations. In modern terms, this golden light was akin to a magic attack with potent energy capable of annihilating evil.

But now, this energy was completely absorbed by the small Talisman.

"That’s enough now, the Talisman can’t consume any more," Mianmian instructed Yang Xian to stop, then took out a small brush from the small bag.

Dipping the brush in red ink, she drew lines over the patched cemented area.

Finally, the Talisman, now saturated with golden light, was affixed with a slap!

"Beneath this is the channel that conducts the golden light; the energy stored in this Talisman will flow through the conduit. If nothing arises below, the energy will keep circulating but if something emerges, it will eradicate it—" Mianmian explained her method to those around her.

After the explanation, she pulled out some stones from the bag and placed them around, continuing to draw lines on the ground.

"These lines connect with this side; if there’s any activity here, the Heavenly Thunder Array will activate, hitting the incoming baddie with the highest level of Heavenly Thunder available—" Little Bun said, bending down to write and draw on the ground.

The final array was completed too! That should do it!

She clapped her hands, nodding in satisfaction.

Now that all the foreseeable dangers were addressed, it was time to go up.

However, the Fire Spirit that Du Ting spoke about—Mianmian had hoped it would manifest itself here, but it had not happened yet.