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The crack grew wider and more intense, and finally, a figure leaped out from within, making a dazzling entrance like a shooting star.
The newcomer wore an outfit strikingly similar to that of Xiao Meng's childhood friend Qingmei, but with a touch of mature elegance; it was the adult version of Qingmei!
With a playful smile, she spoke in a relaxed tone as if she had just returned from a neighbor's visit, "Oh, Mom, I'm back!"
This sudden appearance left everyone present in shock.
Shadow Envoy was particularly baffled, his mind filled with questions. What was going on? This wasn’t in the script!
He instinctively took a step back, an ominous feeling rising within him. This woman had something special about her!
"Three hundred Clones are not meant to be your toys," Qingmei Adult Form chuckled lightly, her gaze sharp as a blade. "Those are backups of Witch Clan's Xing Wen. Understand?" As she spoke, she extended her right hand, and her originally fair palm rippled like water, transforming into a swirling Xing Wen vortex.
The vortex emitted an eerie blue glow, as if it contained the mysteries of the universe.
The scissors in Xing Tong's hand, which had been gleaming dangerously, suddenly seemed to be drawn uncontrollably toward the Xing Wen vortex.
They struggled and buzzed but could not escape the powerful pull.
In the end, the scissors were swallowed by the vortex, disappearing without a trace.
"What?!" Shadow Envoy exclaimed in shock; that was his trump card!
Just like that, it was gone?
He felt as though his worldview was collapsing. What kind of magic was this? It was far more advanced than any of the flashy tricks he knew!
Just then, an unexpected change occurred.
The sand particles enveloping Shadow Envoy began to churn violently, like boiling magma.
A phantom figure emerged from the sand particles—it was none other than Xiao Meng's Black-hearted Grandpa!
He grinned ominously, his voice like whispers from hell: “True Priestess is giving birth; it requires Sacrifice Starry Marriage Contract's Covenant Maker…”
What?!
Sacrifice?
Covenant Maker?
The information overload made Xiao Meng feel as if her CPU was about to overheat.
Before she could process it all, she saw Sunshine's body beginning to change.
His originally weak body began to reassemble, ultimately transforming into... the form of a baby?!
What kind of absurd plot is this?
Xiao Meng was completely bewildered.
How did a perfectly fine prince suddenly turn into a little baby?
The odds of this happening must be lower than winning five million in the lottery!
“Wait, something’s not right!” Xiao Meng felt that the situation was becoming increasingly bizarre; she had to do something.
She grabbed the Time Sandglass and forcefully turned it three times.
Golden grains of sand swirled within the hourglass, eventually coalescing in the air into a familiar figure—Old Grandpa Plugin!
“Oh my goodness, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, girl?” Old Grandpa Plugin looked exasperated, yet his tone carried a hint of affection. “The true sacrifice for Miko Star Pattern isn’t the Marriage Contract Creator, but rather Caster’s Three Lifetimes of Memories!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the green plum's Clone suddenly split apart, transforming into countless specks of light that arranged themselves in the air, ultimately forming an ancient Star Map.
The Star Map radiated a mysterious glow, as if it concealed the ultimate secrets of the universe.
Xiao Meng gazed at the miniature version of Sunshine before her, her mind flooded with a series of “confused black man” expressions.
This plot twist was more thrilling than riding a rocket!
She cautiously extended her hand, her fingertips trembling as if she were about to touch a priceless fragile item.
As her fingertip brushed against that soft little face, which felt as fluffy as cotton candy, Xiao Meng's heart nearly melted.
Just then, another change occurred!
The Azure Blue grains of sand that enveloped Sunshine Baby suddenly began to shake violently, as if infused with a soul.
Soon after, all the grains converged together, forming a hazy human shape.
That figure gradually solidified and ultimately transformed into a woman dressed in an ancient Long Robe.
“I... I am the last guardian of the Witch Clan.” Her voice was ethereal, as if it came from a distant starry sky.
Her appearance brought with it background music, instantly making the atmosphere solemn and reverent.
Xiao Meng felt like she was about to crash.
What on earth is happening?
A guardian?
Witch Clan?
She felt as if she were watching a grand fantasy series, one where the plot twists at any moment and the writer's imagination knows no bounds.
Just as Xiao Meng was trying to digest this explosive information, the Starry Robe Fragment of the Stellar High Priestess on the ground began to float slowly, as if responding to some unseen force. It spun and danced in the air, ultimately converging into a... Cradle?!
Yes, it was a delicate and magnificent Baby Cradle! The Cradle glowed with a soft blue hue, adorned with twinkling starlight, as if the entire universe had been condensed within it. The timing of this Cradle's appearance was incredibly subtle.
Xiao Meng glanced at the Cradle and then at the infant form of Sunshine, feeling as if she had uncovered a monumental secret. "Is this... am I supposed to take care of a baby now?" she couldn't help but complain, sensing that her life had completely derailed from its normal path and was hurtling toward an unknown direction.
However, before Xiao Meng could recover from her shock, Xing Tong suddenly sprang into action. Her previously vacant gaze turned wild and resolute. She raised the Starlight Scissors in her hand and without hesitation plunged them into her own heart!
With a sickening squelch, blood splattered everywhere. Xing Tong's body trembled a few times before slowly collapsing to the ground. At the same time, the Azure Blue sand that enveloped the Shadow Envoy seemed to lose control, beginning to ravenously consume his body.
The Shadow Envoy let out a chilling scream, his voice akin to that of an injured beast, sending shivers down one's spine. "No! Don’t! Let me go! I... I don’t want to die!" His voice grew weaker until it completely vanished within the Azure Blue sand.
Xiao Meng stared in disbelief at everything unfolding before her, feeling as though she were trapped in a nightmare. Death, betrayal, conspiracy—various dark elements intertwined, causing her heart to race with dread.
At that moment, the Time Sandglass suddenly began to shake violently. Golden grains of sand surged wildly as if trying to break free from their confines. Then, with a sudden jolt, the hourglass flipped over; time seemed to reverse itself as the surrounding scenery began to rapidly retreat.
Xiao Meng felt a blur before her eyes; when she opened them again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. The space was small and simply furnished, containing only a bed, a desk, and a bookshelf.
On the desk lay a chaotic pile of various books and blueprints. At that desk sat a young boy who was deeply engrossed in his studies.
The boy appeared to be only seven or eight years old, dressed in simple clothes, with slightly messy hair.
Xiao Meng focused her gaze and immediately gasped.
The boy was none other than Black-hearted Grandpa!
"This... is this Black-hearted Grandpa's childhood?" Xiao Meng was so shocked that she couldn't find her voice.
She never expected that the Time Sandglass would bring her here.
Just as Xiao Meng wanted to observe further, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.
A middle-aged woman walked in, her face showing signs of fatigue, but her eyes were filled with love.
"Child, don't overexert yourself; take care of your health," the middle-aged woman said gently as she approached Black-hearted Grandpa, lightly stroking his hair.
Black-hearted Grandpa looked up at the woman and broke into a radiant smile.
"Mom, I understand."
Watching this warm scene unfold before her, Xiao Meng felt a mix of emotions swirling within her.
She never imagined that Black-hearted Grandpa had once experienced such beautiful moments in his childhood.
Perhaps all the tragedies stemmed from what he faced later on.
While Xiao Meng was lost in thought, the middle-aged woman suddenly turned her head and looked in Xiao Meng's direction.
Her gaze was sharp as a knife, as if it could pierce through all illusions.
"Who are you?" The woman's voice was cold and piercing, like a chilling wind from hell.
Xiao Meng's heart jolted; she felt as if an invisible hand had grasped her throat, making it hard to breathe.
The woman's gaze grew increasingly fierce, as if she intended to tear Xiao Meng apart completely.
"Speak! Who exactly are you?!" The woman's voice rose louder, filled with an oppressive force.
Xiao Meng opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself unable to produce any sound at all.
Just then, the middle-aged woman suddenly reached out her hand toward Xiao Meng.
"Wait!"
Xiao Meng's heart raced to her throat; she had no idea what would happen next.
However, before she could react in any way, the woman's hand was already reaching out right in front of her...
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