427: Chapter 427: Newcomer's Return

Xuetong's lips curled up: "If you don't believe me, ask Ling Xi. Ling Xi says children have a natural affinity for their father's Qi."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Ling Xi said that?"

Xuetong nodded: "Ling Xi knows everything."

Qin Lin sighed: "Alright, then I'll come see you tonight."

Xuetong nodded with satisfaction: "Good."

After becoming pregnant, Youyue's long purple hair became even richer, like purple grapes soaked in moonlight.

She still didn't talk much, but when she sat beside Qin Lin, she would gently lean on his shoulder.

The pregnancies of the Demon Race women made the atmosphere on The Ark even livelier.

There were more and more pregnant women in the living room; Yeying, Hanshuang, Xuetong, Youyue, Anling, Yingge, Meiluo... Over a dozen Demon Race pregnant women sat together, a scene even more "spectacular" than any time before.

Sometimes when Qin Lin walked into the living room, he could see them sitting in a circle, each touching her belly, chatting about topics related to their children; the fervent atmosphere seemed as if the whole room was burning.

One night, Qin Lin was looking at the star map on the Bridge, and Ling Xi walked in: "Qin Lin, The Ark is about to leave the Demon Race galaxy."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Where is the next stop?"

Ling Xi walked to his side and pointed in a direction on the star map: "There, a world full of light. The habitat of the Light Race."

Qin Lin looked in that direction: "The Light Race... what are they like?"

Ling Xi thought for a moment: "They are the exact opposite of the Demon Race. The Demon Race's energy attribute leans towards darkness, while the Light Race's energy attribute leans towards light. Their bodies glow, their skin is as white as pearls, and their eyes are as bright as gems. Their civilization is older and more elegant."

"The energy attribute of this race makes them more easily eroded by rift energy. If the rifts spread to their world, they will be more fragile than the Demon Race."

Qin Lin nodded: "Then we should set off as soon as possible."

The next morning, Qin Lin announced the news of leaving the Demon Race galaxy in the living room.

Yeying sat on the sofa, her hand touching her belly: "Then when we arrive at the Light Race's world, are you going to pick up new people again?"

Qin Lin looked at her: "Yes."

Yeying was silent for a moment: "Then will you still come to see us?"

Qin Lin walked over and sat down beside her: "Of course I will. You are people of The Ark; I will not forget you."

Yeying's lips curled up slightly: "That's good."

Hanshuang sat by the window, her ice-blue long hair shimmering in the sunlight: "The Light Race... I've heard of them."

Qin Lin looked at her: "You've heard of them?"

Hanshuang nodded: "It was mentioned in the ancient texts of the Demon Race. The Light Race lives in a place very far from the Demon Realm, and their energy attributes are the complete opposite of ours. The ancient texts say that the Light Race is one of the oldest races in the Universe."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Then do you think they would be willing to board The Ark?"

Hanshuang thought for a moment: "If their world is also collapsing, they will."

Xuetong stood up from the sofa and walked in front of Qin Lin: "Qin Lin, when we arrive at the Light Race's world, will you like them more?"

Qin Lin looked at her: "No. You are you, and they are they. I will not forget old people just because I met new ones."

Xuetong looked at him: "Do you promise?"

Qin Lin nodded: "I promise."

Xuetong's lips curled up slightly, and she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek: "That's good."

After The Ark sailed through the starry sky for a few weeks, it arrived at the edge of the Light Race galaxy.

The scenery outside the window changed from dark red to pale gold, like the sky before dawn.

The center of the distant galaxy emitted a soft light, like a pearl wrapped in golden gauze.

Qin Lin stood by the window, looking at the golden halo: "This place is completely different from the Demon Race galaxy."

Ling Xi stood beside him: "The Light Race's energy attribute leans towards light. Their world is full of light and Warmth, exactly the opposite of the Demon Race's dark attribute."

The Ark passed through the golden halo and entered the interior of the galaxy.

The Light Race planet drew closer and closer.

It was a planet that emitted a soft golden light all over. There were no cracks on the surface, no dark red light, only a layer of warm halo wrapping the entire planet, like a giant lamp.

There were traces of breakage at the edge of the planet's atmosphere, and some black rifts appeared in the golden halo like tiny wounds, slowly expanding.

Those black rifts were like wounds on the world of light, exceptionally jarring in the golden light.

The Ark passed through the atmosphere and landed on a golden meadow.

The grass was golden, as if it had been dyed by sunlight.

In the distance, there were some buildings constructed with white and gold, with elegant and smooth lines, completely different from the rough architectural style of the Demon Race.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance, like the scent of flowers, or perhaps the smell of sunlight.

Qin Lin walked down the gangway and stepped onto the golden grass. The grass was soft and warm, as if it had been basking in the sun for a long time.

A group of the Light Race walked out from those white buildings.

They wore white robes, with golden patterns on the edges of the robes, like flowing sunlight.

Their figures were slender, and their skin was almost transparent, emitting a soft luster.

Their hair was pale gold, as if dyed by the sun, gently fluttering in the breeze.

Their eyes were pale gold, clear and bright, like two pieces of amber illuminated by the sun.

Their ears were pointed, but not the kind of pointed ears of the Yao Race; they were longer and thinner, like the ears of elves.

Their whole being exuded a kind of warm aura, like walking sunshine.

The leader was the tallest woman. Her long hair was pure gold, as if woven from sunlight, and her eyes were deep gold, like two gems wrapped in flames.

Her expression was calm, but when her gaze fell on Qin Lin, it carried a kind of serious scrutiny.

Qin Lin walked up to them: "I am Qin Lin, the master of The Ark."

The golden-haired woman looked at him and bowed slightly: "My name is Guangyao, and I am the Clan Chief here. We sensed your arrival."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Do you need help?"

Guangyao was silent for a moment: "Our world is being swallowed by rifts. Although it is not as violent as the worlds of other races, the rifts are slowly expanding. If we do not leave, we will eventually face destruction."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Are you willing to board The Ark?"

Guangyao turned her head to communicate with the clanspeople behind her, then turned back to look at him: "We are willing. We have been waiting for someone who can take us away from this world. The Ark is The Ark we have been waiting for."

The Ark began to take in the women of the Light Race.