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...Just as Xuan Ming was about to step one foot into the Void Realm, preparing to head to the Douluo Star, a sudden, rapid, and energetic sound of rushing air broke the silence in the hall.
"Wait! I want to see too!"
Accompanied by a crisp, youthful shout, a figure carrying the aura of youth charged into the solemn God Realm Committee hall like a whirlwind of intertwined purple and green.
It was a young girl who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen years old.
She had long, dark purple hair that fell like a waterfall; the color was deep and mysterious, looking very much like the God of Destruction.
However, she did not carry that suffocating pressure like Destruction did; instead, she overflowed with a vigorous, fresh, and natural aura of Life.
When she lifted her head, the eyes she revealed were actually an emerald green identical to the Goddess of Life's, so pure they seemed to gather all the vitality in the World.
Two diametrically opposed forces that should have repelled each other—the purple of Destruction and the green of Life—had actually achieved a strange and perfect symbiosis in this young girl.
After the girl rushed in, her gaze swept across the hall, finally locking instantly onto the white-robed figure standing beside the main seat.
That was the legend she had seen countless times in portraits and heard stories about from her parents many times over.
The girl's eyes lit up instantly. Without the slightest bit of unfamiliarity or fear, she jumped directly in front of Xuan Ming and called out crisply:
"Uncle Xuan Ming!"
"..."
Xuan Ming's step froze in mid-air.
That address of "Uncle" was like a binding spell, making his entire being stall.
On his face, which would not change expression even when facing a cosmic storm, there now appeared an extremely rare trace of daze and... helplessness.
"Un... Uncle?"
Xuan Ming subconsciously touched his own face.
Although his current divine body was immortal and his appearance was forever frozen at his Peak youth, this title still gave him a sense of temporal dislocation.
"Am I... that old?" Xuan Ming looked at Gu Yuena beside him, somewhat doubting his Life.
Seeing this, the Goddess of Life hurried forward with a smile, taking the girl's hand, her eyes full of doting and pride.
"Xuan Ming, this is the child of Destruction and me."
The Goddess of Life introduced softly, "Her name is Yan Ling'er. The nothingness of Annihilation and the manifestation of Living Beings."
"Originally, Destruction and Life complement and counteract each other; it was impossible for us to conceive offspring. But..."
The Goddess of Life gave Xuan Ming a grateful look, "Thanks to that Godhead Mark containing the power of Negation you gave us back then. It was you who negated the rule that Life and Destruction cannot merge, which allowed us to have this miracle."
"Ling'er, aren't you going to pay your respects?" The Goddess of Life gently patted the back of her daughter's hand.
Yan Ling'er giggled. Although she performed a salute, her large eyes still stared curiously at Xuan Ming without stopping: "Ling'er greets Uncle Xuan Ming! Papa and Mama always say you are the most powerful god in the God Realm, even more powerful than both of them combined!"
Looking at the quirky girl before him, Xuan Ming's deep gaze instantly pierced through her appearance to reach her Origin.
In the next moment, his pupils shrank slightly.
Inside this child's body, that deep purple power of Destruction and the emerald green power of Life were not simply mixed, but had undergone a qualitative change under some higher-level rule.
That was... Creation.
Although it was still very weak, like a newly sprouted seed, it was indeed a true, complete—Creation Godhead!
The extreme of Destruction is New Life.
The extreme of Life is also Creation.
This child, who shouldn't have existed, was actually born with the key to the Realm of the Creation God King.
"Yan Ling'er." Xuan Ming regained his senses and looked at Life and Destruction, "You two have certainly birthed a remarkable little fellow. This child's future will likely not be below yours."
The God of Destruction's originally gloomy face was now smiling like a blooming flower: "Of course! Look whose child she is! Naturally, it's also thanks to you, Xuan Ming... cough, that mark of yours."
Xuan Ming nodded, his gaze falling back on Yan Ling'er.
However, facing the girl's eager eyes and those crisp cries of "Uncle Xuan Ming," this supreme Lord of the God Realm still felt a strange... loss for words.
He didn't know how to respond. Should he pat her head like an elder? Should he give a meeting gift? Or should he put on a stern face and give some instructions?
He had absolutely no experience.
Seeing Xuan Ming's stiff appearance, Gu Yuena on the side finally couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "puchi."
"What? Our God of Absolute Beginning, who can even reconstruct the laws of the Universe, is actually dazed by being called 'Uncle'?"
Gu Yuena took Xuan Ming's arm, her eyes rippling with a bit of teasing, "It seems our Lord of the God Realm, despite his heaven-reaching strength, is still... a big boy who hasn't grown up in terms of mindset."
Xuan Ming glared at her with some embarrassment: "Don't talk nonsense. I'm just... not quite used to it."
Gu Yuena's smile grew even deeper.
She naturally understood Xuan Ming's feelings.
Xuan Ming's growth process had been too fast and too cruel.
Starting from that mutated boy imprisoned in a cage, he had always been struggling on the edge of Life and death. He had no childhood, no teenage years, and hadn't even experienced the warmth of a family or the accumulation of years like a normal person.
He was forced to mature prematurely, forced to become cold, and forced to shoulder the weight of the entire World.
Although his mind was as tough as iron, he was unfamiliar with roles like "elder" or "uncle" that represented peaceful years and generational Legacy.
In his subconscious, he was still that youth holding the Blood Spear, carving out a path of blood on a rainy night.
"Alright, stop dazing."
Gu Yuena gently pushed him and said softly, "Calling you 'Uncle' isn't wrong. After all, by seniority, you are on equal footing with her parents. And... you've been asleep for ten thousand years; in the eyes of a Mortal, never mind an uncle, calling you an ancestor would be enough."
Xuan Ming sighed helplessly and finally accepted this reality.
He reached out and somewhat awkwardly rubbed Yan Ling'er's long dark purple hair.
"Fine, Ling'er, is it?"
Xuan Ming grabbed from the void, and a mass of pure divine force of absolute beginning condensed into a crystal-clear amulet, which he handed to the girl.
"Since you've called me 'Uncle,' I can't let you call me that for nothing. Take this; if anyone dares to bully you in the future, just throw this at them."
Yan Ling'er took the amulet in surprise. Feeling the vast and warm power inside, she jumped with joy: "Thank you, Uncle Xuan Ming!"
Looking at the girl's brilliant smile, the slight awkwardness in Xuan Ming's heart finally dissipated.
This feeling... didn't seem bad.
"Alright."
Xuan Ming turned around, looked at Gu Yuena, and then glanced at the eager Yan Ling'er.
"Since you want to see too, then... let's go together."
"Let's go see just how much capability this 'child of destiny' has, who wants to challenge the rules set by 'Heaven'."