Heavenly Song: Bonus Stories

The Heavenly Song Series, Book Four: The Phoenixes of Baili in Bloom

A bewitching and imperious Lord against a sentimental Sea-Heaven Saintess who weeps pearls

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The Golden Abyssal Sacred Pearl, lost to the world for countless millennia, has appeared. The waters of Sea-Heaven are about to welcome their most exalted and powerful Sacred Lord.

When? Where? How will they appear?

No one knows.

The most beautiful man in Northern Ancient Heaven, Lord He Gu, wouldn’t even bother lifting an eyelid for Cang Huang, the Divine Steward standing beside him. “What was that about a lord? Better-looking than me? More powerful? More impressive?”

“Impossible!”

Divine Steward Cang Huang: “Lord He Gu, I think you should keep a lower profile in the waters of Sea-Heaven from now on.”

He Gu raised an eyelid slightly and replied lazily, “Whatever makes you happy.”

Divine Steward Cang Huang: “Y-you! I’m talking about you, not me! I’ve always kept a low profile and done my work diligently. I’ve never done anything outrageous!”

One: Though a thousand miles apart, kindred spirits will meet:

He Gu: “What ignorant fool said I was merely passable-looking? Go back where you came from and get your eyes checked.”

He flicked his embroidered sleeve. A flash of golden light, and the world around him fell silent.

Afterward, Cang Huang learned the truth and was horrified. “Great Lord! The person you just wiped out was the newly descended Sacred Lord of the Sea-Heaven waters! You’ve made a feud with all the waters of the world, and what a spectacular one it is!”

Three: Without fate, even face to face, hands cannot meet:

“Lord He Gu, how much can you drink?”

He Gu: “A hundred jars of Yao Guang’s Drunkenness, or a thousand cups of Glazed Dream, or perhaps...”

“Or perhaps what?”

“One smile from a certain someone.”

Four: Could you give me one more chance?

Across the Four Seas, Six Paths, and Eight Wildernesses, even beyond the heavens, no one who has seen his true form has ever survived.

“When the Buddha of Northern Antiquity reveals his form, the spirit of the world falls silent.”

One day, an exception occurred.