Pangu created the heaven and earth, the clear and turbid air separated, the stars condensed, and the fragments of the jade certificate of creation were scattered throughout the world. No one noticed that a ray of light was quietly born in the purest air.
The halo flows and condenses, turning into a baby girl carved from pink and jade. She giggled and rolled around. Wherever she passed, spiritual springs gushed out from the desolate Gobi Desert, and withered vines sprouted new buds, blooming with colorful fairy flowers.
Sanqing, who was in seclusion, opened his eyes at the same time and marveled that this auspicious aura far exceeded the innate treasure. After calculation, he believed that this anomaly, which was neither a god nor a demon, was a gift from heaven.
In Luzhou, Beiju, an ancient beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years was awakened. It should have been violent, but when it saw that auspicious sign, it froze, its eyes filled with confusion, but it meekly leaned down, letting the baby hold its horns and cry.
On this day, all living beings in the ancient world heard the soft sound, which was a sign that the gears of fate were turning and blessings were coming. This little lucky star with mysterious origin will quietly rewrite the prehistoric future in his own unique way.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
