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As the morning mist lingered, the Ice Crystal Armor emitted a delicate chime from Aelia's hair.
She tucked the last roll of Parchment into the Star Pattern Secret Compartment, her Fingertip brushing over the newly drawn Guardian Array on the Stargazing Platform. The Judgment Arrays, corrected by Luna, shimmered gently with the dawn light.
Downstairs, the crisp sound of crystal tableware clinking announced that the New Year banquet at the Magic Castle was about to begin.
Luna lay sprawled on the fluffy back of Magi, her round fingers clutching half a Moon Biscuit.
As her elder brother's Wheelchair rolled through the East Wing Corridor, she suddenly tossed the biscuit into the air.
The biscuit crumbled into silver Stardust, landing precisely in the Morning Dew Jar buried in the Earth Rift yesterday. The jar immediately floated up, adorned with Ice Cracks resembling a Spell Totem.
"Father, watch this!" Her elder brother suddenly stood up from his Wheelchair in the center of the Competition arena, his Astrology Staff, embedded with moon gems, piercing through the morning mist.
On the Viewing Platform, Leonard's glass of red wine swayed, spilling Scarlet Liquid onto his pristine Neck Scarf—what should have been a broken Star Staff was now exuding a complete Xing Hui.
Amidst the cheers, Luna bit down on her Swaddling Ribbon, feeling the Reverse Spell that had seeped into Chen Lu coursing through her elder brother's Bloodline.
When the third Champion Badge was embedded into the Family Honor Wall, she caught sight of Second Brother quietly retreating, his figure elongated and distorted by the Crystal Chandelier.
Suddenly, Aelia's Pearl Earrings exploded, and rolling pearls spelled out the Coordinates of the Outer Chamber on the Crimson Carpet.
Her motion to bend down and pick them up froze in mid-air as Luna recalled yesterday’s deliberate spill of the Divination Crystal revealing Leonard's Last Night—Leonard's hand caressing the Gold-Haired Woman's Pregnant Belly overlapped with the Wedding Ring worn by her bedside companion, forming sharp ice spikes.
"Mother, it hurts." Luna timely tugged at Aelia's Peacock Blue Hem, her small hand smeared with Honey leaving a glowing imprint on the silk.
The Stardust scattered by last night's Prophecy Bird suddenly rose from her skirt folds, coalescing between them into a holographic image of Leonard meeting with Leonard's Concubine.
The crystal railing of the West Wing Terrace reflected Second Brother's pale face.
In his clenched fist, the Dragon Scale Amulet gifted by his dear friend was seeping blood—three years ago, that adventure which had caused his magical powers to dissipate now unfolded in his memory with an entirely different context.
The Cold Wind carried the laughter from the banquet, entwining it with the eerie pause when "the dear friend" had said, "You go first," back in the cave.
The sudden eruption of cheers in the banquet hall startled the Prophecy Bird.
Luna watched as her elder brother was tossed into the air by the crowd, while Pink Tongue licked away the Honey at the corner of her lips.
As Leonard forced a smile and embraced Eldest Son, the Blood Wine she had deliberately spilled quietly flowed towards Brother San's pile of Magic Tomes—those parchments recording the theory of "Talent Above All" began to emerge with the original runes before they were altered.
Aelia's Ice Crystal Armor crystallized into frost at midnight. She stood within the Star Map projected by the Astrolabe, watching as Luna clutched her Moon Biscuit before sleep, revealing a Magic Contract in the moonlight.
When Leonard's Snoring echoed, a fragment of a broken Lullaby suddenly drifted from the Cradle—it was the very song he had sung for himself on their wedding night.
Second Brother shattered the Seventh Training Sword in the Armory. Jian Feng sliced through the Armor gifted by "the dear friend," and suddenly black mist seeped from the cracks.
His bloodied Fingertip touched Luna's Morning Dew Bottle, which she had secretly tied to the hilt of his sword during the day. The liquid inside reflected not his grotesque face, but rather the silhouette of that figure who had quietly activated the Curse Array three years ago in the cave.
The warmth of the celebration transformed into Ice Spikes hanging from the eaves on Third Day.
As Luna was carried away by Brother San to the Library of Hidden Books, she intentionally dampened his copy of "Theory of Talent" with saliva.
Beneath the faded ink on the Parchment, words gradually emerged—annotations from the First Generation Fortress Master stating "Nature of Heart as Bone." Meanwhile, a Meteor Shower streaked across outside, distorting Brother San's proud Fire Spell into a bizarre totem.
As the Family Mage began preparing the ceremony for his elder brother, Luna kicked Brother San's crystal ball into the fireplace with her little legs.
Amidst the gasps of the crowd, the crystal ball of Burning reflected a segment of the scorched Ancient Prophecy—about a descendant obsessed with the Theory of Talent who would see Truth's Reflection on the night of the Meteor Shower.
Han Ye's fireplace belched forth Fire Tongue, while Brother San and Xiriel knelt on the Lapis Lazuli Tiles. Fragments of Burning's crystal ball refracted strange Liuguang in Pupil.
His trembling fingertip brushed over the sheepskin scroll dampened by Luna, and beneath the faded "Talent Above All" and Tiny Inscriptions, the First Generation Fortress Master’s writing of "Nature of Heart as Bone" seeped with a Dark Golden Glimmer.
"So it turns out all these years..." He suddenly clenched the scroll tightly, his knuckles appearing like molten lava Ice Cracks in the glow of the fireplace.
Outside, a Meteor Shower streaked across the sky, and suddenly, the Celestial Chart of the Library of Hidden Books' Dome flipped upside down. Those Fire Spells he took pride in twisted into the shape of a Thorned Prison in midair.
Luna Yi Ya grabbed his cascading silver hair, her little hand smeared with Honey leaving Jing Liang marks on his Hair Tips.
Xiriel suddenly caught a whiff of char mingled with Chen Lu's sweetness—it was indeed the Dawn Flower Dew that Luna had secretly buried beneath the Window Lattice yesterday.
As the seventh meteor fell toward Magic Castle East Tower, he felt Dark Golden Patterns emerging on his Hand Back, identical to those on the sheepskin scroll, like shattered marks of Demon Binding Shackles.
"Third Young Master?" A servant holding ancient texts pushed open the door and found the usually dignified Third Young Master Lucius barefoot in Ashes, with remnants of Parchment swept up by Fire Tongue landing on his shoulder, transforming into a Golden Butterfly ready to take flight.
In the East Wing Master Bedroom, Enamel Colored Windows were frosted with Bing Hua. Aelia sat deep within Peacock Blue Drapery, her Palm resting on broken Pearl Earrings that had shattered into seven petals.
Qin Si knelt on the Sable Carpet, Ice Crystal Armor weaving through Pearl Fragments like fine needles. With each pass, scenes of Leonard and Leonard's Concubine meeting emerged on the surface of the pearls.
"Madam, look," a Maid suddenly crushed the central pearl. Ice crystals wrapped in black mist surged in her Palm. "This is tainted with Shadow Marsh's corruption; that woman must have done it..." Before she could finish her sentence, an eerie overlap of Night Owl hoots and Luna's lullaby hummed during her afternoon nap echoed from outside.
Aelia's Ice Crystal Armor suddenly surged, freezing the entire Grooming table into an Ice Sculpture.
A mirror emerged, revealing the Moon Biscuit that Luna had clutched last night—now radiating waves of Contract Magic in the nursery. "Go fetch Chen Lu from the Stargazing Platform," she said, crushing the last pearl. The Ice Crystal Armor in her hair made a sound like Dragon Scales rubbing together. "It needs to be mixed with Meteor Ash."
As Qin Si bowed and exited, an ice Jing Zhu slipped from his sleeve and rolled across the carpet, forming the shape of the Beidou Seven Stars.
Passing by Luna's Cradle, he took the opportunity to wipe Pearl Powder, tainted with toxic mist, onto the baby's palm—but at the moment of contact, he was struck by Ailina's Burn at his fingertip.
The Ice Lanterns in the North Corridor flickered ominously as Lucius Glory stood before the image of the First Generation Fortress Master, frost flowers crystallizing on his Dark Cloak from the chill at the corridor's end.
He stroked the damaged Family Crest on the hilt of his sword when suddenly he heard a faint cracking sound from the Crystal Chandelier—the Seventh Training Sword that Second Brother had shattered during the day was now forming a rough outline of a Curse Array with its cracks.
"Third Young Master Lucius, would you like some Fire Wine?" a passing servant asked, holding up a Gilded Candelabra, but the light revealed a distorted shadow behind him.
At that moment Lucius waved his hand, and Zhu Lei abruptly solidified into Blood Crystal, mapping out the coordinates of the Outer Chamber on the ground.
As he turned around the Spiral Staircase, moonlight streamed through the Ice Crystal Window, casting an eerie projection on the wall.
The Luna's Wine Stain left by Luna during the day now wound through a Brick Gap, outlining the Emblem on his elder brother's award ceremony invitation—it should have depicted a full moon but bore a crescent-shaped crack.
"Even a baby..." He suddenly stopped, recalling how Luna had spilled Silver Wine Pot at the banquet, splattering liquid that had soaked Leonard's Wedding Ring.
At this moment, that ring was circulating between Father’s fingers under Youguang, echoing with the night sky towards the Outer Chamber at the end of the Emerald Corridor.
The midnight bell startled a Night Owl into flight; Luna opened her eyes in her Cradle as moonlight flowed through her pupil, forming patterns of Star Trails.
She clutched the Poison Pearl left by Qin Si, her fingertip wrapped in Honey gently gliding along the Cradle's railing, the wood grain immediately revealing the Ice Cracks Spell from the Morning Dew Jar.
As the footsteps of the patrolling Mage faded around the corner of the stairs, she suddenly exhaled a transparent bubble.
The bubble, enveloped in Pearl Powder, floated toward the window and transformed into the shape of Leonard's Wedding Ring upon touching the Defensive Barrier.
The barrier rippled instantly, reflecting Brother San's Golden Flame cultivation, the black mist seeping from Second Brother's Armory, and the ice crystals forming on Aelia's Grooming table, all mirrored on the surface of the bubble.
As the moonlight shifted over Shan Na, a sharp glint flashed in Luna's eyes, one that did not belong to an infant.
She popped her Honey-coated Thumb into her mouth; a seemingly careless action that caused the Ice Spike hanging from the eaves to suddenly change direction, pointing sharply toward a hidden room in the East Wing—where the rustling sound of Yellowed Pages mixed with a faint Loud Cry from a Newborn could be heard.
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, as sunlight pierced through the Ice Spike, Luna was crouched beside the magical heater, gnawing on a crystal Rattle.
Her saliva spread strange patterns across the Crystal surface, while the ashes of The Theory of Talent burned by Brother San last night suddenly floated in the Warm Current, piecing together a Residual Shadow of the First Generation Fortress Master performing a Forbidden Technique.
"Yi Ya!" Luna suddenly knocked over her Crystal Baby Bottle, spilling Milky White Liquid onto Qin Si's freshly laid Crimson Carpet.
Aelia, who was sorting through Poison Pearl Fragments, abruptly looked up and saw Milk Stain seeping along the Magic Pattern veins into Peacock Stone Tiles, washing yesterday’s Curse Array discovered by Lucius into a Star Map shape.
Brother San burst through the door, bringing with him a flurry of Frost Snow; his Hair Tips adorned with Golden Butterfly patterns resonated with the morning light.
He stared blankly at the Star Map drawn by Milk Stain on the floor and suddenly tore open his collar—last night’s Dark Golden Patterns emerging from the Library of Hidden Books now echoed somewhere within the Star Map. "Sister..." As he lifted Luna into his arms, her Honey-coated fingers pressed against a totem on his Collarbone, causing the entire Magic Castle's Defensive Barrier to emit a Longyin-like Zhen Chan.
In the Noon banquet hall wafted Cedarwood Incense, and Leonard's Cloak still bore traces of Moss from Shadow Marsh.
As he stepped through the door, he saw Eldest Son leaning on the Star Staff in front of the Honor Wall—what should have been a fragmented family achievement wall was now reflecting an eerie glow from the Blood Wine spilled by Luna.
“Father, please look,” his brother turned the Wheelchair, and the tip of the Star Staff pointed at the third badge on the wall.
Leonard's pupils constricted; the badge that should have recorded his pacification of the Northern Territory's turmoil now projected an illusion of a Blonde Woman holding a baby.
Suddenly, the Crystal Chandelier in the banquet hall exploded simultaneously, and Aelia's Ice Crystal Armor refracted countless scenes of betrayal amidst the flying shards.
Luna, nestled in Qin Si's arms, blew out a Honey bubble that wrapped around the Ice Cracks Spell from the Morning Dew Jar, silently sticking to Leonard's Boot Heel.
As he attempted to take a step back, Peacock Stone Tiles suddenly sprouted Star Pattern Vines, projecting his Memory Frame of a clandestine meeting with Leonard's Concubine onto the entire Colored Glazed Window.
“Does my Lord need an explanation?” Aelia's voice was colder than Extreme Northern Ice, as her Ice Crystal Armor reformed fragments of Pearl Earrings into a Contract Rune.
A Poison Pearl scattered at her feet suddenly floated between them, spelling out the Family Crest and Embroidered Shoes on the swaddling of a Newborn—those that should belong solely to the Glorious Family with their Golden Moon Lily Pattern.
The Black Magic coalescing at Leonard's Fingertip had yet to take shape when Luna suddenly burst into tears.
Her small hands, sticky with Honey, flailed wildly as she scattered fragments of the Golden Butterfly that Brother San had hidden in his sleeve last night into the air.
When those shards touched the black Magical Fluctuation, they suddenly transformed into the First Generation Lord's Phantom, shattering half of Leonard's freshly drawn Curse Mark with a Scepter.
“When Father taught me Star Chart Mapping,” his brother suddenly maneuvered the Wheelchair over a ground strewn with Crystal Fragments, “he said that a Mage’s glory lies in protection rather than deception.” His incomplete Twin Legs cast a complete shadow in the brilliance of the Star Staff, perfectly overlapping with Xu Ying, the First Generation Fortress Master depicted on the Colored Glazed Window.
As Twilight stained the West Wing Terrace red, Luna was carried by Second Brother to the door of the Armory.
Blood seeped through the bandage on his arm, mingling with the black mist spilling from the Door Gap. Suddenly, the Morning Dew Jar hidden within Luna's Swaddling rolled away, its surface cracking like ice, casting a three-dimensional projection of a cave from three years ago in the twilight.
"So it was you..." Second Brother stared at his friend activating the Curse Array, abruptly tearing off the Dragon Scale Amulet from around his neck.
As the Amulet was about to hit the ground, a bubble of Honey expelled by Luna enveloped it just in time—within the bubble, the struggling black mist began to take shape, originating from the Black Magic cast by Leonard that morning.
The last rays of twilight before nightfall pierced through the bubble, corroding the surface of the Amulet to reveal coordinates of the Outer Chamber.
Second Brother's blood-stained fingertip brushed against Luna's golden hair, leaving a glowing blood mark on her forehead. The mark vanished in an instant but coalesced on the ground into a Blade Totem that shattered the curse.
When the Midnight Bell Tolls rang out, Aelia stood alone on the Stargazing Platform.
She raised her repaired Pearl Earrings to the moonlight, only to find that the central pearl always bore a crack like ice.
As Luna's Lullaby floated along the Star Trail, she suddenly crushed her Ice Crystal Armor and sliced her fingertip with sharp Ice Spikes—at that moment, as Blood Pearl fell into the Astrolabe, it reflected a baby in a secret room of the East Wing sucking on a Silver Spoon embedded with a Family Crest.
The Cold Wind scattered the ice crystals in her hair; a snowflake landed in the crack of the pearl, solidifying into an everlasting Frost Flower.
When the first ray of dawn pierced through the night, a mournful wail erupted from the Defensive Barrier of the Glorious Demon Fortress. All Ice Spikes pointed simultaneously toward the Master's Study—there, a burnt smell of parchment mixed with the Blood Stench of Contract Magic wafted through.
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