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Moonlight filtered through the diamond-shaped colored glazed window, casting frost-colored fragments onto the wool blanket in the nursery.
Luna clutched the swaddling cloth embroidered with dark gold runes, her grape-like black eyes reflecting the surging zi wu outside the window lattice.
As the eighth call of the night owl pierced through the magic fortress barrier, she suddenly waved her arms in the air like an oujie.
"@￥%&!" The indistinct broken syllables unique to infants transformed into a visible pale golden curse upon contact with the crystal pendant's shan na.
The wedding canopy adorned with guardian spirits swayed without wind, while the astrolabe hanging above the spruce cradle began its reverse rotation.
Qin Si paused at the bronze door handle.
Through the door gap, she saw her daughter, who should have been sound asleep, with a puffy face, drawing a track of bloodline in the air with her milk-stained fingertip.
Those crooked lines ignited into ashes as soon as they formed, piecing together the outline of an ancient forbidden spell in the moonlight.
"Are you quarreling with dark magic again?" Aelia appeared like a ghost in the shadow of a pillar, ice crystals forming at her fingertips refracting the blue halo of the magic crystal lamp.
Her neck was wrapped in herbal bandages for healing backlash, but upon catching sight of her daughter's faint hexagram on her forehead, she hid her blood-stained palm within her fox fur coat.
Luna in the cradle suddenly let out a sound like a startled kitten.
The silver bell hanging by the four-poster bed chimed in unison, shattering the shadow tentacles that had quietly climbed onto the windowsill.
As the last trace of dark purple mist evaporated in holy light, the infant burped with a hint of milk fragrance and grabbed her mithril-embellished crystal baby bottle to drink eagerly.
When the first rays of morning light kissed the spire of the magic castle, Shou Ye's Qin Si discovered that ashes had settled in the spruce cradle.
Luna, deep in slumber, curled up like a fluffy ball, her chubby cheeks still smeared with remnants of Evening Primrose Juice from the Defensive Formation. The protective talisman that should have hung above her crib was now reduced to charred fragments in the embers of the fireplace.
"Madam! Third Young Master Lucius... he..."
As the panicked servant burst through the Carved Wooden Door, Luna jolted awake in her dream.
Her Little Feet kicked violently, shattering the Crystal Baby Bottle, and the Light Purple milk spilled across the carpet adorned with the Defensive Magic Pattern, forming a bizarre totem.
When Aelia rushed in, she caught sight of her daughter Mei Xin's Contract Mark emerging, glowing like a branding iron.
At that moment, a deafening Roar echoed from the Underground Library as a Grimoire collapsed.
Leonard shook off the servant trying to drape a cloak over him, his Leonard's Boots crunching over scattered pages of the Soul Forbidden Technique Examination. He rummaged through the pile of Parchment and pulled out a Contract Scroll glowing with Blood Light.
When he saw the Thorn-Shaped Ice Cracks emerging at his Signature, the black Obsidian belt buckle suddenly shattered into powder.
"The backlash has begun." Luna grinned in her chaotic dream, as the Mage's Staff sealed deep within her soul pierced through the Mind Sea barrier.
She saw the blood moon reflected in the Prophecy Mirror and heard Lucius's Dragon Bone Necklace wailing from some humid cave. In reality, she could only kick and squirm within her silk swaddling, stifling her warning cries in Qin Si's warm embrace.
As the Midnight Bell Tolls rang for the seventh time, Luna suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a gaze filled with an otherworldly Halo not belonging to an infant.
She stared at the slowly rotating Astrolabe on the ceiling and saw Sirius, heralding Disaster, devouring the light of its guardian star.
The urge to Qian Jiao was bound by her delicate infant vocal cords into mere Sobbing, ultimately manifesting as an ear-piercing sound as she scratched at the Cradle's golden bars.
"Has the young lady had a nightmare?" Qin Si's hand trembled as she lit the Anshen Incense.
She clearly saw those curling Qing Yan twisting into struggling human forms as they approached Luna, while the calming Curse that should have worked shattered around the baby like waves crashing against a reef, breaking into Light Spot.
When Aelia burst through the door, her cloak was still swirling with Frost Breath.
As she touched her daughter's burning forehead, the healing crystal wrapped around her Wrist suddenly exploded.
The flying shards cast eerie shadows on the wall—there stood a Mage wearing a Silver Mask in a pool of blood, with the Scepter in hand pointing towards the mountains rolling with Thunderstorm to the south.
"Madam!"
The drenched Chief Guard fell to his knees at the door, and what seeped from the gaps in his armor was not rainwater but sweet-smelling Black Slime.
In his hands, the Soul Lantern that should have burned brightly with Golden Flame now curled into a ghostly blue flicker, and the small likeness of Lucius floating on the oil's surface was slowly melting away.
Luna suddenly let out a heart-wrenching Loud Cry.
The entire Magic Castle's Defensive Formation activated in response, and the ancient symbols carved deep into the stone walls faded away like breath.
In a dimension unseen by others, she was tearing at the curse of Black Silk that entangled her family's Fate Line with her Soul Power, as blood from her bitten Tongue seeped into the swaddling cloth embroidered with the Guardian Spell, spreading ripples of Divine Revelation across the Ground.
As the first rays of dawn stained the East Tower Castle Spire red, the sleepless Aelia stood before Luna's Cradle, her fingertips gently brushing against her daughter's still-furrowed brow in sleep.
She did not notice the dark Shadow Demon curled up in the corner's shadow dissolving away, nor did she know that deep within the swamps of the Southern Region, a boy wearing a Family Crest was picking up fragments of swaddling cloth tainted with Luna's essence from a pool of blood.
The Crystal Chandelier suddenly dimmed for a moment.
Leonard's voice carrying Ailya's Roar pierced through three layers of stone walls: "Bring all physicians to the Astrology Platform!
Now!
Immediately! As the morning mist had yet to dissipate, the Magic Castle and Twelve Spires simultaneously lit up with the warning of Xing Mang.
On the black Obsidian-paved Spiral Staircase, the Magic Physicians, carrying their medicine boxes, shattered the floating frost. The hem of their Silver Thread-embroidered Magic Robes was stained with the Evening Primrose Juice left from Luna's spellcasting the night before.
"The Spirit of Third Young Master Lucius is disintegrating!" Qin Si exclaimed as he burst through the Carved Door of the chamber, where Aelia was grinding healing crystals into Chen Lu.
At the moment the ice crystals exploded on the Cashmere Carpet, they reflected the lady's face, pale as paper. She stepped barefoot across the ground littered with Shattered Crystal, her robe's hem tainted with Herbal Juice sweeping past a Bronze Candlestick, scorching a charred starry Track.
The footsteps of the three brothers wove a dense web in the Emerald Corridor.
Whenever the eldest brother's Black Vine Staff struck the Ground, the Dark Pattern swirling on his Magic Robe would emit an ominous Purple Light—this was a curse left by the Magic Backlash seven years ago, now crystallizing into Web-like Blood Veins with his urgent breaths at his Right Eye.
The Second Brother, supported by his close friend, felt the Dark Magic Array sealed just yesterday begin to seep Indigo Black Slime from his arm, leaving corrosive marks on every Stone Step he took.
Meanwhile, Brother San wore mismatched Secret Silver Bracers that concealed scales grown from a miscast Transfiguration Spell. The bitter scent of herbs mingled with the still-damp Astrological Potion from his sleeves, swirling into a distorted Star Map in the morning mist.
As Leonard kicked open the Astrology Platform's Liujin Gate, sparks suddenly erupted from the Contract Scroll at his Waist.
He furiously tore away the burning Parchment but failed to notice a handwritten letter from one of Leonard's Concubines materializing within a Hidden Layer amidst Ashes.
When his Leonard's Boots crushed scattered Healing Scrolls on the floor, the crystal chandelier reflected a fleeting crimson deep within this Lord Pupil—an echo of Dark Magic transactions peeling away as Residual Shadow under soul backlash.
"Ling Huo is reversing!" The oldest Magic Physician trembled as he raised the Observation Mirror.
In its reflection, Lucius lay at the center of the Starry Array, his neck adorned with what should have been a brilliant Dragon Bone Necklace now shrouded in haze, while a Contract Star Map swirling around his Heart was being devoured by some eerie blue substance.
The simultaneous chanting of the Healing Spell collided with the Protective Barrier, igniting an eerie Azure Purple flame around the young man.
As Luna's Loud Cry pierced through three layers of stone walls, Aelia pressed her palm against the ice coffin-like Protective Shield.
The ice crystals formed by Healing Magic spread along her trembling fingertip but exploded into bloodied Bing Ling the moment they touched Lucius's hair tips.
The lady staggered back a step, her lower back colliding with the edge of the Astrology Platform, where the Star Chart Device floated. The Moonstone-encrusted belt buckle shattered—this was the protective charm gifted to her by her husband during their wedding twenty years ago.
"Get out of the way!" Leonard's magic erupted around him, shattering three crystal lamps.
He bit into his fingertip and drew the Family Totem in mid-air, but it twisted abruptly when it touched Eldest Son's hidden Jie Yin gesture.
Suddenly, a black mist surged from the Starry Array, enveloping Lord's right hand and turning his just-conjured healing Magic Backlash into Thorned Chains—this was the same curse that had crippled Eldest Son seven years ago.
"Father, be careful!" Brother San's Protective Shield was corroded by the black mist, forming a Black Hole.
Second Brother staggered as he threw a Purification Potion Bottle into the air; it exploded mid-flight, and the splattered liquid coalesced under the pull of the Star Trail into an arrow pointing south.
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, the arrow suddenly changed direction, piercing through the Astrology Platform's Stained Glass and transforming into a Burning Phoenix Totem on the southern horizon.
"Life is in the Southern Region." The Mage, wrapped in silver mist, appeared on the shattered Window Lattice without anyone noticing.
The Blood Pearl dripping from the edge of his mask briefly solidified Lucius's melting Ling Huo upon touching the Starry Array.
When everyone saw the Dark Gold Rune embedded at the top of his Scepter, identical to Luna's Swaddling band, a heart-wrenching cry from the infant suddenly pierced through the stone walls.
As Aelia turned around, she saw Qin Si holding Luna as she reached out with her tiny hand.
The residual Evening Primrose Juice on the infant's fingertip shimmered in the morning light, resonating with the bloodstains on the Mage's mask.
Suddenly, the Astrology Platform emerged, revealing a fragmented magic circle drawn by Ye Lu. The ashes, trampled by many, reassembled into the shape of a map of the Southern Region.
"Miss...!" Qin Si's exclamation caught in her throat.
The pupil of the infant in her arms reflected scenes invisible to everyone in the Starry Array—deep within the Southern Region marshes, blood-stained fragments of swaddling floated amidst a thunderstorm, while Lucius's shattered Soul Fragment gathered like Ying Huo towards a humid cave.
Leonard suddenly let out a muffled groan.
His waist, where the Contract Scroll had not burned away, sparked and ignited the silver mist of the Mage, creating a gaping hole.
In that moment when everyone's attention was diverted, Luna suddenly grasped Aelia's drooping sleeve. The warm tears of the infant dripped onto Mother’s bloodied palm, miraculously healing the wounds inflicted by last night's backlash.
As twilight approached, Aelia stood before the broken Colored Window of the Astrology Platform.
She gazed at the Blood Starshine gradually brightening in the south, her fingertip absentmindedly tracing the wrinkled swaddling that Luna had clutched last night.
Behind her, the voices of the Mage and her husband quarreled, fading in and out. Meanwhile, the sleeping infant in her arms suddenly grasped a strand of her silver hair in a dream—its grip felt less like that of a newborn and more like that of a sword about to be drawn.
In the shadows cast by the crystal chandelier, Luna's tiny feet kicked off the silk swaddling.
When her pink soles touched the Sheepskin Scroll left on the ground by the Mage, mysterious runes suddenly crawled up the infant's skin like living creatures, transforming into a Lustrous Gold Guardian Totem amidst gasps from those present.
Twilight flowed into a violet river between the Magic Castle Tower as Aelia wrapped Luna in a Magic Cloak embroidered with Frost Spell.
The infant curled tightly against her throbbing pulse, the remnants of Evening Primrose Juice seeping out in glowing green stains on the inside of her cloak.
Along the Obsidian Corridor, the eyes of the ancestral Lords' Images lit up one by one with each hurried step of the crowd, their amber magical gazes weaving a suffocating net.
"Clear the way!" Leonard's roar shattered the long-accumulated ice crystals in the wall crevices.
His waist, still healing from the Contract Scar, oozed Indigo Light Mist, dragging a distorted track across the Gilded Floor Tiles.
Suddenly, his Black Vine Staff erupted with a Dark Purple Arc, shattering the Cursed Tentacles that had silently gathered behind Father into Stardust—this was the only Top-Level Protective Magic he could cast after the backlash incident seven years ago.
As they turned the last bend of the Spiral Staircase, Luna suddenly writhed violently in her swaddling.
Her small hand, stained with Milk Stain, struck against Mother's Collarbone, and the sharp Loud Cry unique to infants shattered an Ice Spike hanging from the eaves.
Aelia stumbled back a step, her lower back colliding with a Bronze Candlestick. The Whale Fat Candle, burning for a century, suddenly dripped Dark Red wax tears that congealed on the ground into a Blood Arrow pointing towards Lucius's door.
"Madam, watch out!" Qin Si reached out barehanded to catch the falling candlestick, and blisters instantly formed on his palm, floating with Curse Runes.
She didn't notice that Luna took advantage of the moment to poke her Fingertip out from under the cloak. The infant's pink Ailya's White Nails glinted with metallic Leng Guang under the candlelight, quietly wiping away some kind of crimson Spore that had stained Leonard's Boots.
In front of Lucius's door, more than twenty Magic Castle Servants had gathered.
The Copper Cauldron boiling herbs in the corridor bubbled with Emerald Color bubbles. In the Observation Mirror held by an astrology apprentice, the stars representing Third Young Master Lucius's fate were entangled by black fibrous matter.
As Aelia's Silver White Skirt swept over the Stone Steps, all whispered conversations froze into ice crystals that fell to the ground.
"Let the physician come out and speak!" Leonard kicked open the Carved Oak Door, causing his waist's Contract injury to flare up. The splintering wood ignited Azure Blue Flames in midair.
Suddenly, Second Brother clutched his twitching right arm—the Dark Magic Array sealed yesterday was now bulging beneath his skin in a spider web-like pattern of blood vessels. Indigo-black slime seeped through the bandages, corroding the door frame and creating hissing indentations.
The coldness swirling in the room made Aelia stagger.
Seven Soul Lanterns floated around the Four-Poster Bed, their once brilliant golden flames now shrunk to the size of broad beans, flickering weakly.
Lucius's pale face was sunk into the down pillow, and the Dragon Bone Necklace that belonged to Leonard lay quietly at the bedside, its chain pendant obscured by a layer of haze.
The Chief Mage Healer's Observation Mirror clicked ominously, and the nebula within its lens suddenly shattered into black dust. "The magic vein within Third Young Master Lucius..." The old man's trembling beard was coated with frost. "It's like an emptied Moonlight Shell; even the basic Elemental Resonance has vanished."
Aelia's Ailya's White Nails dug into the swaddling cloth, swallowing Luna's pained whimper along with the blood stench rising in her throat.
The healing crystal shattered into powder in her palm, but as it touched her son Mei Xin, it solidified into thorn-like Demon Binding Shackles—this was a Counter-Curse Spell she had developed for Leonard ten years ago, now turned into a blade piercing flesh and bone.
"Impossible!" Leonard tore open the canopy embroidered with a High-Level Protective Spell, causing Liujin Liu Su to cut his hand on the jagged edge.
Blood dripped onto Lucius's pillow from the Magic Vein Atlas, and the yellowed pages suddenly revealed an Ancient Totem neither father nor son had ever seen—a chain entwined with Xing Mang tightened around the light spot symbolizing Third Young Master Lucius.
Luna's sudden loud cry drowned out all other noise.
The infant kicked his little legs, pushing away the Magic Cloak. When the dark gold rune at the end of the swaddling cloth touched the bedpost, the entire Four-Poster Bed suddenly emerged with the incomplete magic array she had drawn last night.
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, a bluish liquid seeped from beneath Lucius's pillow, winding across the ground to outline the contours of the Southern Mountains.
"It’s Soul Contract Backlash." Brother San suddenly tore off his Secret Silver Bracers, revealing a thorn pattern that faintly appeared beneath his scales—this was of the same origin as the mark emerging on Lucius's neck.
The Astrological Potion he had failed to concoct yesterday boiled violently in the Liuli Bottle, indigo steam coalescing on the ceiling into a burning Phoenix Totem.
Leonard suddenly pressed his hands against his aching temples.
The still-burning Contract Scroll at his waist sparked, creating a neatly edged circular hole in the canopy above.
Through this hole, emitting Qing Yan, the Abyssal Serpent Parasite Holes revealed a sight outside Nan Chuang: Twilight was being consumed by some indescribable entity, and the rolling Thunderstorm deep within the clouds flickered in sync with the Liujin Halo deep within Luna's pupil.
"Lord!" As the Chief Guard burst through the door, the sweet-smelling Black Slime seeping from his armor suddenly vaporized into Blood Mist.
It was only then that everyone noticed the Observation Mirror he held, which should have reflected Lucius's vital signs, was now emerging with a Misty Figure Wearing A Silver Mask.
The figure in the mirror gently tapped its Scepter against the surface, causing the entire room's Defensive Formation to emit a dying hum reminiscent of Leonard's sword.
Aelia shoved Luna into Qin Si's arms and stumbled to the bed, knocking over a Liuli Lantern filled with Agave Potion.
The Lavender Potion spread across the Cashmere Carpet like Shan Na, while Lucius's copy of the Magic Vein Atlas suddenly flipped open on its own, its yellowed pages wildly turning until they settled on a chapter depicting the Divine Descent Forbidden Rune.
"Madam, be careful!" The Black Vine Staff held by her elder brother suddenly blocked the space between Mother and the bed.
The Curse Thorn entwined around the staff inexplicably bloomed into Blood Roses, each petal reflecting Lucius's disintegrating Soul Fragment—those Light Spots were gathering toward some southern point as if drawn by a magnet.
Luna's cries suddenly rose in pitch.
The infant's flailing arms knocked Qin Si's hairpin loose, and as the falling pearls touched the Blood Mist on the ground, they unexpectedly floated, aligning themselves into an outline of the southern region map identical to that of the Astrology Platform.
In Leonard's Fury amidst the Frost Wolf's Roar, no one noticed that the baby's Tears were seeping into the cracks of the bedpost, quietly mending an ancient seal's fissure.
As the last ray of twilight was swallowed by night, a mournful wail echoed from the entire Magic Castle’s Defensive Formation.
The sound of synchronized clashing armor suddenly echoed through the corridor, as if an invisible army was assembling.
The Dragon Bone Necklace at Lucius's bedside stood upright, and the Family Crest at the Chain Pendant emitted a blinding Strong Light, casting the silhouette of a hooded figure resembling Lucius on the wall—atop that person's Scepter was embedded a Dark Gold Rune identical to that of Luna's Swaddling.
Aelia's hands trembled as she held the swaddled infant; the Crystal Chandelier swayed in the night breeze, casting mottled Light and Shadow upon Luna's face, which bore a Light Gold Curse Mark.
Three inches tall, the Dark Magic Xu Ying twisted before the Cradle, its claws formed from black mist mere inches away from Luna Mei Xin.
"Foolish creature!" A Baby Voice scolded, enveloping the soul in Zhen Chan. Suddenly, a Hexagram Formation erupted from Luna's forehead.
The Dark Magic let out a piercing Screech, and a Roar from the collapsing chains in the Secret Prison beneath the Magic Castle filled the air, causing the entire castle's Magic Defense Array to shine as bright as Daylight.
At dawn, Luna was startled awake by the sound of Qian Jiao.
Qin Si sat slumped beside the Gilded Relief Door, morning light filtering through the Stained Glass and enveloping Lucius's bed in a Blood Red Halo.
The Thirteen-Year-Old Boy floated three feet above the ground, strange black Purple Crystal Clusters growing amidst his silver hair.
"Soul Separation Technique." Luna scanned the boy with her Divine Sense; the Dark Magic Brand on Lucius's nape caused her Pupil to constrict sharply.
This was clearly a plot point that would occur six months later in the Original. Had her counterattack last night accelerated Dark Magic's actions?
The Medical Room was crowded with people.
Aelia's Emerald Earrings clinked against Lucius's Pale face, mingling with the sighs of the Magic Physician: "Third Young Master Lucius's soul... is dissipating."
"Step aside!" Leonard shoved past the obstructing old physician, his wand topped with a blinding Sapphire.
As the Life Detection Spell made contact with the black Purple Crystal Cluster, the entire Cedar Wand suddenly shattered into fragments.
The Lord stumbled back, dark purple blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Luna stared at the Blood Pearls, suddenly reminded of the Blood Curse Butterfly raised by Leonard's Concubine in the Original.
It turned out that the seeds of betrayal had long taken root—those late-night affairs of state, those documents tainted with Yixiang, those Magic Letters...
"Life is in the Southern Region." The Black Robed Sorcerer coalesced like mist by the window, his Silver Mask reflecting the cold moonlight.
His gaze pierced through the swaddling cloth, colliding violently with Luna's spirit. "Before Ming Ri Yue Shi, cross the Black Mist Canyon with the Oracle Infant."
Aelia's Ailya's White Nails dug into her palm, crimson Blood Pearls dripping onto the swaddling cloth embroidered with Guardian Runes.
As the Lady of the Fortress turned, her Pearl Necklace left red marks on her neck. "Prepare the carriage!
Bring me the positioning compass from the Stargazing Observatory!"
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