117 - A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Returning to Home | Rampaging Dragon Girl Home 》Rampaging Dragon Girl Information Page 》Latest Chapter of Rampaging Dragon Girl 》 Chapter 117 Chapter 117 Previous Chapter Bookmark Bookshelf Management Return to Directory Next Chapter She picked at it a little and found it still hurt. No, she needed to find a way; a pearl growing on her forehead was too unsightly. After reverting to human form, Bai Fan covered her forehead and observed it for a while, then exposed her forehead and took another look. The golden pearl was a smaller version of the little golden ball she had before. However, the little dragon was now nowhere to be seen. She closed her eyes and directed her spiritual consciousness into the pearl, discovering a vast galaxy within. In the center, a nebula appeared to be forming, with flashes of lightning and thunderclouds running amok within it. Currently, Bai Fan's spiritual consciousness resembled a transparent small flood dragon. She slowly waded towards the nebula by swaying her tail, realizing that a new world was being nurtured within. Time moved incredibly quickly here. Fortunately, Bai Fan was just a consciousness. Had it been her physical body, she would have been incinerated in the blink of an eye. Epochs flew by in a flash, and from the chaotic mist, starlight slowly emerged. Once the starlight appeared, chaos began to emerge, with black and white intertwining without distinction, and countless bolts of lightning roared in this space. These were the original sounds of thunder at the world's inception, and upon hearing them, Bai Fan felt something within her opening up. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning from the dreamscape screeched and drilled its way out instantly, rushing into the nascent world within the golden pearl, intertwining indistinguishably with the countless flashes of lightning. “What is going on?” At this moment, Bai Fan was completely bewildered. She looked at the lightning that originally belonged to her and felt a bit puzzled. However, when she saw the new world forming rapidly under the electric flashes, she began to understand. This was the beginning of the universe; irrespective of whether this world truly existed, order was still incomplete, and the path of heaven had yet to appear. Everything could be changed. At this time, the lightning appeared violent, but the world continued to form. It acted like a fermenter, propelling everything forward. Bai Fan hadn't expected her lightning to be conscious. When she subdued it, she had used the simplest method—eating it. Now that they were merged as one, using it posed no problem, nor did she need to worry about it causing any trouble. The world suddenly produced its first heartbeat, which seemed to breathe life into the previously still space. The once-violent lightning also became gentler. Curious, Bai Fan ventured deeper into the nebula. The area was filled with chaos and dark currents, with the potential to engulf you if you were even slightly incautious. But in the center, where a halo of light resided, the atmosphere was incredibly serene. The surrounding chaos and dark currents seemed to serve as its nourishment. Constantly rotating, it devoured everything around it. Just when Bai Fan thought the world would eventually be entirely consumed by it, it restrained itself. Like a well-behaved child, it quietly awaited its moment to break free from its shell. Bai Fan watched for a while and doubted, “Could this be a dragon egg?” With many questions in mind, Bai Fan decided to continue observing; after all, her lightning was still here. As time passed, the glowing orb finally began to crack. The sound of cracking resonated throughout the space, and auspicious omens spread from it. Just when Bai Fan thought that a small dragon might emerge, a small arm punched through the eggshell and jumped out. The child had one black and one white eye, with no pupils. Crawling on the ground, each punch could set the nebula into turmoil. Opening his mouth, he inhaled a multitude of chaotic currents. In his hands, lightning coiled into various shapes as he played, pulling it into intricate patterns, leaving Bai Fan dumbfounded. “Could this be Pangu? But it doesn't seem right.” The child’s growth could be said to be instantaneous. With each step, he changed in appearance. After about a dozen steps, he had become a teenager. Holding a long spear made of golden lightning, his once naive gaze turned profound, seemingly carrying endless solitude. Even his once-straight shoulders slumped slightly. No matter how much the lightning teased him now, he remained indifferent, because he was the only one in the entire world, and he was fed up with it. As Bai Fan was engrossed in her observations, the boy suddenly turned his head to look at her. His black-and-white eyes seemed to pierce through countless ages before finally landing on Bai Fan. Bai Fan felt her entire consciousness freeze as her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this world was real? What on earth was this golden pearl? Just as Bai Fan was about to flee in fear, the boy moved his mouth, uttering a few strange sounds, none of which Bai Fan understood. The strangest part was that he looked at her with a loving smile. Instantaneously, Bai Fan felt a layer of goosebumps rise all over her body. Despite the boy looking younger than Bai Fan, he gazed at her with an affectionate expression. Afterward, the boy’s expression grew serious. He shouted and, with a bend of his waist, split the chaos, revealing the void beyond the world. With a stomp of his foot, the previously chaotic currents began to change, with the clear rising and the murky sinking. Countless stars gradually adorned the upper part of the world, with the two largest starry stones turning into the sun and the moon. In cycles, they formed the alternation of day and night. All those legends of Pangu creating the heavens and the earth and then transforming into mountains and rivers did not happen. Satisfied with the world’s changes, the boy prepared to leave but not before twisting his golden lightning spear into a glittering golden pearl. With a casual toss into the newly formed world, he left without hesitation, disappearing into the void beyond the world. From that moment, the world once again became lifeless. Bai Fan seemed to hear the world’s mournful cry, like a mother who had lovingly raised her most beloved child only to watch him leave without being able to hold him back. Noticing this, Bai Fan focused on a crucial detail: the golden pearl the boy casually created was remarkably similar to the one on her forehead. Tightening her grip with her claws, she suddenly understood. This golden pearl was indeed the same one from back then. She had just witnessed its entire origin. This golden pearl was the primordial lightning of the universe, bearing immense virtue and serving as a divine weapon. When Bai Fan emerged from the golden pearl, she seemed to have gained a new understanding. The primordial scenes she witnessed contained the birth of universal laws, a treasure trove for any cultivator. Thus, Bai Fan, who had stagnated in her path, suddenly attained enlightenment in the Dao of Time. In the outside world, countless auspicious signs appeared in the heavens, painting the sky with this extraordinary sight. Whether it was the Four Continents, the Wilderness, or other unknown lands, cultivators knew something significant had occurred. A new Dao had been discovered in this world. Though a Dao gate had yet to appear, this revelation was an earth-shattering event. Usually, those who touched a new Dao gate could later possess it, akin to He Yiman. No one had originally cultivated through music, but her great enlightenment allowed her to create this unique path. If she desired, she could establish her own sect. Bai Fan, however, was different. Her understanding wasn't as profound as He Yiman’s; her fortune relied on opportunity. Without Liansheng, she wouldn't have achieved anything she had now. This aligned with the words of the black flood dragon back then: her opportunities were gifts from others. Far away, Liansheng, witnessing this marvel, was astonished and uncertain of what had transpired. Yet, he found the aura somewhat familiar. At the teahouse, a cultivator marveled, “Auspicious signs—another master must have discovered a new Dao gate. Heaven celebrates.” In the southern continent, the Xuanming Sect was battling the demons. Sun Xi, with three new disciples, gazed at the distant sky and sighed, “In these chaotic times, another has touched a new Dao gate. Let's hope it’s one of ours; if it’s a demon, we’re in for another devastating leader.” The three disciples behind him, still in the Foundation Establishment stage, looked bewildered. For them, entering the Dao was a stroke of fate. Some might never enter the Dao and remain ordinary cultivators throughout their lives. Without entering the Dao, one could only achieve at most the Grand Completion stage, with no chance of transforming into a deity, too far of a goal to even consider now. Bai Fan, curled up in her cave, was completely oblivious to the external happenings. She neither knew nor saw the heaven-spanning auspicious signs, preoccupied with how to get rid of the pearl on her forehead. "If I can control this golden pearl, I wouldn't need to have it stuck on my forehead." Pondering for a while, she finally decided to use her spiritual consciousness to refine it. After all, being on her forehead, it was closest to her consciousness. However, she never expected that the refining process would be extraordinarily lengthy. The golden pearl was born at the inception of the universe. If it could be easily refined by a small flood dragon, it would have been refined by the ancestor of Qingxu Sect long ago. Back then, the founder of Qingxu only found the golden pearl peculiar but lacked the dragon blood necessary to unlock it. He never saw the records inside, a matter of timing and fate. In the end, Bai Fan still disliked how unsightly the bump on her forehead looked, so she took out a headband to cover it, hiding the unsightly golden pearl. Actually, the golden pearl wasn’t ugly; it even gave Bai Fan an exotic beauty. Perhaps she just couldn't accept it temporarily. While others might have a red spot on their forehead, she had a golden pearl. She looked in the mirror for a bit and found it wasn't too bad. However, the headband made her look like she was in confinement after childbirth. After resolving these issues, Bai Fan attempted to refine it, only to discover the process was excruciatingly slow. It was so slow that even the little tortoise in the Xuanming Sect’s cave moved faster than her refining, slow as a snail. "Forget it, let’s try using elixir fire first." She opened her hand, and five streams of spiritual energy surged from her fingertips. She immediately sensed the location of the new meridian branches within her body. While controlling the five streams to converge, she also made them intertwine and rub against each other. Although she wasn’t very proficient with her newly grown branches, the friction of the five converged streams soon produced a green elixir fire in her palm. Bai Fan was so excited she almost shouted. After many attempts, she finally managed to produce elixir fire, bringing her a step closer to refining pills. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Thank you to the little angels who cast overlord votes or watered with nutrient solution~ Thank you to the little angels who cast [Grenades]: kanbujian, AiIq (1 each); Thank you to the little angels who watered [Nutrient Solution]: NanBei (10 bottles); HuanYu (5 bottles); Friend (1 bottle); Thank you all for your support, I will continue to work hard! Previous Chapter Directory Next Chapter Home | Computer Version | Bookshelf | Novel Directory | Popular Novels