Splash—
A clear sound of water echoed.
The Seven-Colored Egg suddenly sat up in the pool, looking around in surprise.
A magnificent palace radiating glazed colors, a huge pool…
It lowered its head to look at itself, small claws, a skeletal body just over a foot long.
Was this the previous… baptismal ritual?
It felt the power within its body, and faint green lights immediately appeared all over it.
Undoubtedly, it had become stronger.
However, it was still far, far from the self it would be in a hundred years.
What exactly was going on?
Wait, if everything before was just a dream…
Did that mean its master was still alive?!
The light clusters in the Seven-Colored Egg’s eyes suddenly brightened, and it flew out of the palace.
Creak—
The palace doors opened.
To protect the safety of the young dragon treasures and ensure the smooth progress of the baptismal ritual.
The palace was equipped with a formation.
Once activated, no one could open it from the outside except the Dragon King.
Unless, the young dragon treasure inside finished the baptism and emerged from within.
“Your Highness…”
Hearing the sound, the two guards in scale armor were about to greet it.
Before the words could leave their mouths, a small white figure shot out.
In the blink of an eye, it was gone.
…
“Master!”
After leaving the palace, the Seven-Colored Egg flew directly to the golden cabin arranged by the Dragon Palace.
It pushed the door open.
Filled with anticipation, it expected to see that familiar figure—sitting at the table, holding documents and reading them intently.
Perhaps, upon noticing its return, he would raise his head and glance at it.
Then ask, “You’re back?”
And it would reply, “Master, I’m back!”
“Master, I’m back!”
The voice fell into the empty room, met with no response.
The Seven-Colored Egg entered the living room and opened the doors to all the rooms.
None, none…
The person’s figure was nowhere to be found.
In an instant, the memories of the past hundred years surfaced in its mind.
The Seven-Colored Egg’s eyes stung, and it felt its entire body grow heavy, constantly sinking.
Sinking into a bottomless abyss.
Pitch black, its head felt hollow.
“Seven-Colored Egg!”
Outside the golden cabin, a clear voice suddenly called out.
A white, lightning-fast figure rushed over, “I heard your baptism is finished!”
“Ao Bai!?”
The Seven-Colored Egg turned around, as if grasping at the last straw of hope.
It asked anxiously, “Where is my master? Where is he?”
“Where did he go? Is he alright?”
“Don’t shake me, don’t shake!”
Ao Bai shook off the Seven-Colored Egg’s claws and shook its head, puzzled.
“Don’t you already know?”
The Seven-Colored Egg froze, almost losing its voice, “What, what do I know?”
“Your baptism took nearly a year, of course Jiang Lin had to return to the Underworld!”
Ao Bai looked at it and said,
“Jiang Lin said he’d told you to study hard on your own after you came out, and not to always think about returning to the Underworld.”
“A year, so only a year has passed…”
The Seven-Colored Egg murmured, “Right, when Master left, did he leave on his own, or did someone call him?”
Ao Bai thought for a moment, “I think he said it was an urgent summons from the Underworld.”
An urgent summons from the Underworld?!
The Seven-Colored Egg’s heart trembled. Wouldn’t that be the same as the scenes it had seen before?!
No,
It couldn’t be! It absolutely couldn’t let those things happen again!
“I want to go back!”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Ao Bai quickly grabbed it, “Where are you going back to? Have you forgotten your master’s words?”
“Master needs me!”
The Seven-Colored Egg couldn’t help but raise its voice, shouting, “I want to go back and help him! I want him to live!”
“I just want him to live!”
It wanted to go back to confirm his safety, and then ask the Old Dragon King for help.
As long as this matter was resolved, Master would live.
Yes, that was it.
If all else failed, it would stay by Master’s side, and when the time came, it would drag him away!
At that time, it would be all its fault, and it would bear the consequences!
“You…”
Ao Bai looked at the Seven-Colored Egg, which seemed on the verge of tears, and was momentarily speechless.
Although it was just a pile of bones, she could feel it.
That profound sadness, a feeling of despair was just a step away.
Strange…
She and the Seven-Colored Egg weren’t that close, and even after returning to the Dragon Palace, they only spoke casually.
Yet, the emotions the Seven-Colored Egg was showing her now,
Felt as if they had known each other for at least a hundred years, like trusted good friends.
“Calm down first, what’s going on?”
After a pause, she added,
“Did you see something during the ‘baptism’ ritual?”
Seeing the Seven-Colored Egg remain silent, Ao Bai grabbed it and flew out, “It’s okay if you don’t want to say, I’ll first…”
Take you to meet my former teacher, he might be able to help you.
Before Ao Bai could finish speaking, the Seven-Colored Egg pulled her back.
The Seven-Colored Egg looked at her and said earnestly,
“I’ll tell you.”
Ao Bai blinked, not yet comprehending, and in the next second, a large number of images appeared in her mind.
The scenes were like a movie, with the camera pulling back very quickly.
Some were hasty, but everything seemed logical and reasonable.
Stream of consciousness was a skill the Seven-Colored Egg was quite adept at.
It had already mastered it when it was still an egg.
A hundred years of memories sounded long.
But those memories had appeared in the form of dreams, and using stream of consciousness, it actually took only a moment.
Earlier, when it was in the ‘dream,’ although the Seven-Colored Egg felt a sense of unreality,
In its heart and mind, it instinctively believed that all of it had actually happened.
Its anger, its sorrow, were also real.
But now,
Looking back, it could find many strange points.
For example, its master’s live stream.
The viewers in it, many of whom were loyal fans, how could they have completely forgotten him in just a few years?
For example, why did it subconsciously avoid the ‘small world’ in the dream?
That place, with Lou Yangzi and many other spirits, was also considered a fallback by its master.
In the dream, it hadn’t even considered going in to take a look.
Another example…
The paper effigy technique that Master learned from the North Palace, even if Master died, as long as the instructions within his body could still operate, they wouldn’t stop.
But when it searched various places, it never found any paper effigies left by its master?
You must know that ever since it learned the convenience of the paper effigy technique, Master would always deploy several paper effigies whenever he did anything.
Whether it was for patrolling, searching, or gathering information…
They were even more useful than hellhounds.
But in the dream, it had never noticed these points.
…
“This is normal.”
Ao Bai, having finished receiving the memory images, helped analyze,
“After all, it was just a ‘dream.’ In dreams, we often don’t realize it’s a dream. We might even forget who we are.”
At this moment, Ao Bai’s gaze towards the Seven-Colored Egg changed slightly.
She finally understood why the Seven-Colored Egg’s attitude towards her had changed so drastically.
So, in the dream, they had known each other for over a hundred years…
“However…”
Ao Bai’s tone shifted, “Dragons rarely dream. Moreover, you were dreaming during the baptismal ritual.”
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