Chapter 114 The sunset today is a bit too intense.

Longyuan Hall in the Small World, by the edge of a low peak cliff.

There were no clouds in the sky, and the blue was very clean. There was no wind either; the needles of the old pine by the cliff remained still and very quiet.

Gu Heng held a cup of cold tea, staring at the distant horizon for a while, before suddenly looking up and saying, "The wind is so strong today."

Lin Qingyue was about to bring a pastry made from top-grade Immortal Plant to her lips, but when she heard this, her hand stopped.

She turned her head, looked at the old tree whose pine needles hadn't moved, and then at Gu Heng's profile.

"Are you drunk from the tea?"

Lin Qingyue's eyes were filled with doubt, seemingly a bit helpless.

No sooner had she spoken.

Whoosh—

A gentle breeze blew past.

The wind swept over the cliff's edge, brushing up Lin Qingyue's hair, a few strands sweeping across the tip of her nose.

Gu Heng slowly turned his head, looking at Lin Qingyue, who squinted in the wind, his lips curling up slightly.

"See, I didn't lie to you."

Lin Qingyue tucked her wind-disheveled hair behind her ear, momentarily speechless.

This wind came too coincidentally.

Gu Heng looked toward the horizon again.

Before long, the wind carried a hint of dusk yellow, spreading outward from the horizon. The blue sky was like a canvas splashed with paint, as the twilight hues blurred and rippled out.

Gu Heng put down his teacup and raised his right index finger toward that patch of dusk yellow, casually swiping twice as if fiddling with a palette.

"Yesterday's sunset glow was too piercing, red as a wildfire."

"I'll adjust it to be a bit lighter today, so it won't be so dazzling," Gu Heng said while swiping.

Lin Qingyue sat on a bluestone, watching as the horizon slowly took on a warm orange hue following the movement of Gu Heng's finger.

That color was very soft.

A thought popped into her mind: This man really knows how to enjoy life.

Even in this Dragon Clan territory, he could live his days as if he were admiring flowers and walking birds in his own backyard.

"What do you think of this tone?"

Gu Heng withdrew his hand and turned to ask Lin Qingyue.

Before the words could leave his mouth, he first saw her profile.

The sunset light slid down her brow bone, outlining a pale gold edge along her nose bridge and jawline.

Her eyelids were lowered, and her eyelashes trembled slightly in the orange light. Her usually cold features seemed to melt within this layer of warm light.

The words at the tip of Gu Heng's tongue were forgotten.

Two breaths later,

He turned his head back.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and swiped twice more at the sunset glow on the horizon.

The sunset light on the horizon thickened by another layer, the warm orange turning into a deep orange.

The light changed so quickly that the surrounding temperature even rose by a few degrees.

Lin Qingyue noticed the difference in light and tilted her head to look at him.

"Adjusting it again?"

Gu Heng remained unfazed, his eyes fixed on the horizon, his tone very calm. "It was too light just now; it's not good for your eyes."

Lin Qingyue's brows arched slightly.

What does a light sunset have to do with my eyes?

This excuse was too perfunctory. But seeing Gu Heng's deadpan expression, she didn't ask further.

After a while, the sunset glow sank below the ridge line.

Only a final smear of deep orange, so rich it was almost black, remained on the horizon.

Gu Heng looked at that excessively thick afterglow, then peeked at the side from the corner of his eye.

Lin Qingyue's cheeks were reflected with a layer of blush in this intense sunset light.

"Today's sunset seems a bit too rich," Gu Heng whispered.

Lin Qingyue was looking at the sea of clouds below the mountain and didn't hear clearly, so she asked casually,

"What?"

"Nothing." Gu Heng withdrew his gaze. "I'll adjust it to be lighter tomorrow."

Lin Qingyue stood up and smoothed her skirt.

"Do you come here every day to adjust the sunset?"

Gu Heng also stood up; with a slight thought, the tea set disappeared.

"Depends."

He brushed his sleeves. "If it looks good, I'll adjust it more; if not, I'll adjust it less. I can't let the weather of this lousy place affect my mood for drinking tea."

Meanwhile.

Below the low peak,

Deep within the plaza, by the Dragon Clan altar.

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor was hunched over, hiding behind a large stone pillar, half his body leaning out, looking toward the low peak.

Beside him,

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor and the Golden Dragon Immortal Emperor maintained the same posture, their dragon eyes wide and round.

"Did you see clearly?"

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor lowered his voice. "Senior was swiping at the horizon for a long time just now, his fingers even fiddling up and down. Just what Law is he adjusting?"

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor squinted, his face full of confusion.

"Senior seems... to be adjusting the sunset glow."

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor rubbed his chin. "Look, yesterday's sunset glow was red as blood. Just now it was warm orange, but then Senior swiped, and it turned deep orange. This is definitely Senior's handiwork."

"Adjusting the sunset glow?"

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor was stunned, his dragon whiskers curling up. "An existence like Senior, why would he adjust the sunset glow for no reason?"

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor didn't answer immediately.

He stared at that deep orange afterglow on the horizon, then turned to look at the straight and upright "Lietian Grass" in the center of the altar.

After thinking for a while.

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor's eyes gradually became clear.

"Wait—"

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor slapped his thigh. "Sunset glow, twilight, the end of a day. Could Senior be..."

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor was startled by the slap and followed his gaze to the altar, his mind as if struck by lightning.

"That's it!"

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor took a sharp breath. "Lietian Grass!"

"Exactly!"

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor rubbed his hands excitedly. "Lord God-Venerable Lietian has just undergone Rebirth and is currently only a blade of grass. For vegetation, what is most important? Absorbing solar essence by day and taking in Twilight Essence at dusk. This is the Origin of the Laws of Heaven and Earth!"

"Senior isn't adjusting the sunset glow at all. He is using a great Divine Ability to forcibly alter the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao's operation, refining the purest Twilight Essence nutrients for Lord God-Venerable Lietian."

After hearing this, the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor's eyes turned red.

"The setting sun is infinitely good, but it is near dusk..."

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor sniffed, tears welling in his eyes. "Senior is extracting all the final Law foundations of the day and giving them to Lord God-Venerable Lietian. Such care, such benevolence... after basking for a hundred and eighty days, Lord God-Venerable Lietian might just be able to regain his sapience under the nourishment of this Twilight Essence."

"Senior is truly noble!"

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor also couldn't hold it back. He took out a jade flask from his storage space and bowed deeply toward the Lietian Grass on the altar.

"Lord God-Venerable Lietian! You must live up to this!" the Green Dragon Immortal Emperor shouted with a choked voice. "For your sake, Senior even changes the color of the sky every day. This grace of protection is as heavy as Mount Tai!"

In the center of the altar.

The dark green Lietian Grass remained still in the twilight. No matter how the mountain wind blew, it stood straight and upright.

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor wiped his tears and pointed at the grass blade.

"It seems Lord God-Venerable Lietian is also responding to Senior's painstaking efforts with his silence and upright body..."

The commotion of these Immortal Emperors crying by the altar soon spread throughout the entire Longyuan Hall.

Before long,

More and more people gathered by the sacred altar.

The partners of several Immortal Emperors also arrived. The Elders brought their families, and tens of thousands of Dragon Clan elites shed their heavy armor, standing in a vast, dark mass around the altar.

There were too many people,

and the scene became somewhat out of control.

A few little dragon cubs, only the size of small dogs and not yet transformed, were playing tag by the grass altar, nearly sweeping the Lietian Grass with a tail.

"You little brat! Do you want to die?"

A female dragon rushed in, grabbed her little dragon by the scruff of its neck, pulled it back, and pressed its head down to kowtow three times on the ground.

"Kowtow to the Old Ancestor! If you dare to be naughty again, I'll skin you alive!"

At this moment,

The Dragon Clan Domain Lord stood at the very front of the crowd.

There was no one around him.

The Domain Lord expressionlessly turned his head and looked to the left.

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor's partner was a hot-tempered Red-scaled female dragon.

She held her naughty little black dragon cub in one hand and twisted the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor's ear with the other, lecturing him in public.

"You run to this lousy sacred altar every day! Your son almost doesn't recognize you anymore! Do you want to move here and live with this blade of grass?"

The Black Dragon Immortal Emperor tilted his head, grimacing, yet still explained with an innocent face, "Madam, gently, gently! I'm here to protect the grass! This is the Reincarnation sacred object bestowed by Senior; I have to guard it every day..."

"Guarding grass? I think grass is growing in your brain!" The Red-scaled female dragon was relentless, increasing her strength and twisting the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor's ear half a turn.

The Domain Lord silently withdrew his gaze and looked to the right.

The Green Dragon Immortal Emperor's partner was a gentle Azure Dragon. She was holding a little green dragon that had just hatched not long ago and still had bits of eggshell on it, squatting by the altar and teaching it in a soft voice while pointing at the straight blade of grass.

"Sweetie, look here. This is our Dragon Clan's great hero. Call him Grandpa God-Venerable Lietian."

"Eeya?" The little green dragon blew bubbles and reached out a chubby claw to grab the grass blade.

The Domain Lord took a deep breath.

He expressionlessly turned his head back and continued to stare at the Lietian Grass in the center of the altar.

The surroundings were noisy, with the screams of twisted ears, the playfulness of dragon cubs, and the sighs of Elders all mixed together.

The sunset stretched the Domain Lord's lonely silhouette straight.

Near the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor, a few little female dragon cubs were more well-behaved than the male ones.

They mimicked the adults, folding their wings and bowing to the Lietian Grass.

A Little white dragon with a pink bow blinked her large eyes and asked her mother beside her in a milky voice, "Mother, since Grandpa God-Venerable Lietian is a God of War, when will he turn back into a dragon?"

Her mother knelt down, stroked the Little white dragon's head, her eyes full of piety and longing.

"When Senior has let it bask in the sunset enough and melted all the Twilight Essence of heaven and earth into the grass, Grandpa God-Venerable Lietian will return on golden clouds."

The Little white dragon nodded, seemingly understanding.

She lowered her head, fumbled in her front pocket for a while, and pulled out a transparent fruit candy.

She walked to the edge of the grass altar with her short legs and carefully placed the candy at the base of the Lietian Grass.

"Then I'll give Grandpa God-Venerable Lietian candy to eat." The Little white dragon clapped her hands, showing a sweet smile. "After eating candy, he'll grow fast. Grandpa, hurry up and turn into a big dragon."

...

In the distance,

on the low peak.

Lin Qingyue was just about to walk down the mountain path when she suddenly heard a commotion below.

She stopped and looked back down the mountain.

From this position, she could see the full view of the plaza.

A vast, dark crowd of dragons was squeezed around that earthen altar.

Dragon cubs being forced to kowtow, Immortal Emperors screaming as their ears were pulled, partners holding eggshells and teaching their young, and "Twilight" Elders talking incessantly.

And the Domain Lord, standing at the very front like a javelin, all alone.

Lin Qingyue watched this scene, her brows gradually furrowing.

She felt something wasn't right.

This was the Dragon Clan, the top clan that once dominated the Star Domain.

These Immortal Emperors who could normally make stars collapse with a single stomp in the realms were now gathered with their whole families around a blade of grass, kowtowing and leaving candy?

This style was quite absurd.

But she turned her head and looked at Gu Heng, who was looking down and seriously pondering his fingertips, seemingly considering what technique to use for tomorrow's color adjustment.

Lin Qingyue sighed.

Forget it.

Ever since Gu Heng appeared here, this Dragon Domain hadn't been normal to begin with. If even a Divine Venerable could be swatted to death like a mosquito, then a blade of grass being worshipped as an ancestor didn't seem all that unacceptable.

Gu Heng noticed her gaze linger on him for a moment and tilted his head to ask, "What is it?"

"Nothing."

Lin Qingyue shook her head and swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue.

Gu Heng stretched and casually hummed an unknown little tune.

"Let's go."

"After drinking tea all afternoon, let's go down for a walk."