522: Chapter 522 The Sun of the Giants

In a pavilion, Ling Hao, Yue Xinlan, Yu Lingshuang, Yu Zhaohua, and others were resting.

Outside the window, one could see the Giant Clan busy laying out long tables and hanging spirit lamps in the altar square; as twilight deepened, preparations for the evening banquet were nearing completion.

Yu Linglong leaned against the window frame, her gaze falling on Yu Lingshuang, and teased: "Junior Sister, how do you have the free time to come along? Don't you have a mountain of Sect affairs to manage?"

She knew her Junior Sister's sense of responsibility well; back in the Linglong Blessed Land, Yu Lingshuang had always been the type to do everything herself. Now that she had become the Deputy Sect Master of the Moonshadow Sect, she had even more to do and was even busier.

Yu Lingshuang picked up her teacup and took a sip, her expression calm: "The Sect Master set up the Moonshadow Pavilion in the Sect and selected several Elders to enter the cabinet to manage affairs. Matters, big or small, are first discussed and drafted into proposals by the Moonshadow Pavilion, then submitted to Huang Yutong and Youyou for decision. Only matters they cannot decide are left to me. In this way, I can free myself from those tedious and trivial tasks."

Yu Linglong raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Ling Hao, and a meaningful arc curled at the corner of her lips: "How nice—to let you come out with him, the Sect Master even specially set up an institution for you. From now on, you can also be free from affairs and follow him with peace of mind."

She deliberately dragged out the end of her sentence: "His love for you is even deeper now."

The corner of Yu Lingshuang's mouth twitched involuntarily, but she quickly flattened it and lowered her head to drink tea: "As the Deputy Sect Master, aren't you also a beneficiary, Senior Sister? In the future, you will also be less entangled by those miscellaneous tasks."

Beside them, Nangong Mei ignored the banter between the two sisters; her gaze fell on Yue Xinlan.

The little girl was petite, about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a layered dark brown dress with a crescent silver crown. Her chest was flat, and her face was young and cute, looking at most twelve or thirteen years old.

Nangong Mei looked her up and down, then smiled and said: "Sect Master, did you… adopt a goddaughter from the outside? She is so cute. What is the little sister's name? Come, call me Auntie Mei?"

Yue Xinlan's face went black instantly.

The good news was that this time she wasn't mistaken for a biological daughter. The bad news was that she was mistaken for a goddaughter.

In the end, it was still a daughter.

She calculated quickly in her heart whether she should hang a sign around her neck that read, "I am not this stinky man's daughter."

But if she hung it up, Ling Hao, that scoundrel, would probably laugh himself to death!

Yue Xinlan's aura suddenly sank. Although she restrained it within a very small range, the pressure that escaped in that instant made Nangong Mei's expression change slightly—Tribulation Transcendence Stage?

No, this aura was even deeper than the Tribulation Transcendence Stage; the pressure emanating from the little girl was at least at the Late Stage of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage or higher.

Yu Lingshuang spoke up in time to explain: "This is the Ancestral Master of the White Rock Holy Land, Yue Xinlan, the Reincarnation of the ancient Supreme Baiyan. Her actual age is much older than all of us."

The whole room was silent for a full three breaths. Even the noise from the square outside the window seemed to drift a bit further away.

Except for Yu Linglong and Yu Zhaohua. Yu Linglong had asked Yu Lingshuang about it long ago outside the Meigu Valley.

As for Yu Zhaohua… she had no expression to begin with, and her hand was quietly held by Ling Hao's.

Well, Yu Zhaohua took the initiative, just like their daily routine of fostering their relationship.

The smile on Nangong Mei's face froze.

She slowly turned her head to look at Yu Linglong, only to find Yu Linglong holding her teacup, her expression as usual.

Nangong Mei took a deep breath and transmitted her voice through gritted teeth: "My good Linglong, you knew about this long ago, why didn't you warn me just now? You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Yu Linglong replied via voice transmission, looking innocent: "I only just found out, too. Elder Nangong didn't ask before."

Nangong Mei rolled her eyes and replied via voice transmission: "Believe that! You little enchantress, you're so bad. Is this revenge for me saying I'd let you go last time?"

Nangong Mei looked at Ling Hao again and sent a voice transmission: "Sect Master, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ling Hao shrugged: "You didn't ask."

Nangong Mei gritted her teeth and transmitted: "No more touching the Big White Rabbit later!"

Ling Hao thought to himself: If I can't touch it, can't I just eat it directly?

Yue Xinlan swept a cold glance at Nangong Mei. Nangong Mei involuntarily took half a step back, hid behind Yu Linglong, and muttered in a low voice: "The Sect Master's taste range is too wide—from a Supreme of ten thousand years ago to now…"

She spoke halfway, felt Yue Xinlan's gaze turn cold by another degree, and immediately closed her mouth sensibly.

Baili Qiao stood to the side and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but curl her lips. You like to tease, now you've kicked an iron plate.

Baili Rou, Zhu Jin, Bai Zhi, Shu Lan, and other Core Disciples stood far away in the corridor, exchanging shocked glances.

Shu Lan whispered: "That little sister… is a Supreme Reincarnation?"

Zhu Jin replied to her: "Don't call her little sister, call her Senior."

Bai Zhi added: "Calling her Senior might not be enough."

Baili Rou thought for a moment: "Senior is an ancient Supreme from ten thousand years before our Ancestral Master, and being with the Sect Master, she is not an outsider… We should call her something more intimate."

Shu Lan's expression went completely blank: "Then what should we call her…"

Baili Rou said seriously: "Call her Senior Grandma."

Yue Xinlan's face turned black. She really wanted to take action, but she felt that as a dignified ancient Supreme, haggling with these young girls at the Body Integration Stage was beneath her status.

Moreover, these girls didn't seem to have an ordinary relationship with Ling Hao. If she really made a move, that scoundrel might be unhappy… maybe.

Compared to being called Senior Grandma, she suddenly felt that being called a daughter wasn't entirely unacceptable…

No. Neither is acceptable!

In the evening, the sacrificial hall was brightly lit. The night-luminescent pearls on the dome illuminated the entire hall like daylight, and the tall pillars cast long shadows in the light and shadow.

Matriarch Ju Yingluo stood before the steps of the main seat, her dark robes glowing with a gentle luster in the firelight. She looked at the three figures below the steps and frowned.

Ju Tianli stood at the very front, her dark ocher cross-collared robe impeccable.

Her eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and she said slowly: "Great Clan Chief, I need the Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring and the Moon Essence. Our mother in the Abyss needs this. You cannot swallow it all yourself just because you obtained it."

Matriarch Ju Yingluo glanced at her: "Don't you still have the Scarlet Blood Essence in your hands?"

Ju Tianli narrowed her eyes slightly: "The Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring and the Moon Essence—you are using the resources of the clan to trade for them…"

Matriarch Ju Yingluo was silent for a moment: "I can give them to you. But I have one condition. You must swear to the fusang wood that you will not leak the news of the Moon Shadow Holy Land being in the Giant Clan. Let the Moon Shadow Holy Land and the Golden Crow Holy Land fight it out themselves; our Giant Clan will not interfere."

Ju Tianli's gaze flickered slightly. After a moment, she nodded slowly: "Fine. I agree."

"However, Great Clan Chief, I must advise you. The Golden Crow Holy Land is the direction the Giant Clan should align with. Over the past three years, the ominous signs of the fusang wood suppressing demons have appeared frequently; that is a sign of impending death. The Golden Crow Saint is about to hold the Dingding Ceremony. When the time comes, with the blessing of Luck, he will surely completely destroy the ancient demons and liberate the Giant Clan from the ten-thousand-year oath. Isn't the sun in our Giant Clan's prophecy right before our eyes?"

Matriarch Ju Yingluo did not refute, but looked at her calmly: "The character and actions of the Golden Crow Saint are far from the sun in the prophecy. The true sun has not yet arrived."

Ju Tianli stared at her for a long time, the corners of her mouth moving slightly as if she wanted to say something but swallowed it back. Finally, she just nodded and said coldly: "Stubborn and senseless. Then let's wait and see."

She turned and walked toward the hall door. When she reached the door, she paused, tilted her head, and said: "We will not attend tonight's banquet. You all enjoy the feast—I hope your sun will not keep you waiting too long."

She disappeared into the twilight outside the hall with Ju Yinghong and Ju Yinghua.

The hall was silent for a moment. Ju Yunlan walked in from the side door and bowed slightly to Matriarch Ju Yingluo: "Clan Chief, the banquet is ready."

Matriarch Ju Yingluo did not turn around immediately, but looked in the direction where Ju Tianli had left. After a while, she spoke: "Grand Elder, do you think—the Golden Crow Saint will be the sun in the prophecy?"

Ju Yunlan stood by her side, her dark amber eyes calm. She shook her head slowly.

Matriarch Ju Yingluo asked again: "Then when do you think the sun will come?"

Ju Yunlan looked at the last trace of light on the horizon and shook her head again.