A Beauty Like a Blade

[Read after finishing Jiuhua, or after reading Jiuhua's final chapter]

[You can still enjoy this without reading it~]

As the Four Spirits ascended to the heavens, everyone in the Upper Realm knew that the newly ascended Azure Dragon Lord was a little beauty.

The kind whose very glance could kill.

Though little, the beauty was nothing like a baby.

That was understandable, of course.

After all, she was a little dragon who had ascended from the Lower Realm. By the Lower Realm's reckoning, she was at least a hundred years old, so it was only natural that she acted seriously.

They say that when the serious little dragon landed on the Ascension Terrace, she crawled out from a pile of adults' clothes. Back in the Lower Realm, she had once been a mighty adult herself.

But after ascending, she couldn't even retract her horns at first.

The newly appointed Azure Dragon Lord was the Upper Realm's precious darling: you could look, but you couldn't touch.

Divine Lord Zhiming clenched a fist to his lips. "Ahem. To be honest, Divine Lord Meng Zhang and I were already married in the Lower Realm. She is my wife, whom I married when we were young."

Everyone in the Upper Realm: I won't listen! I won't listen, I won't listen!

One day, the nearly five-thousand-year-old Phoenix held the newly ascended Divine Lord Meng Zhang and called her by the baby name she used in the Lower Realm. "How old are you this year, little Xi'er?"

Zhao "Adorable" Zhang replied with a perfectly straight face and a babyish voice, "Almost a hundred."

The Phoenix Saint, five thousand years old but still a handsome middle-aged man, clicked his tongue and patiently corrected her. "Wrong again. Little Xi'er is one year old this year!"

Zhao "Adorable" Zhang was furious, but she was so short that she tripped over her own tail when walking. All she could do was rage helplessly.

Theme: Cultivation and competition. Being weak is a sin.