At this moment, in the Phoenix Clan.
After sending the letter to the White Crow Clan, the Dragon King was about to take his leave.
Although Qingcang intended to keep him, since he was so insistent, he had no choice but to let him go.
The success of the immortal peach trees in the Phoenix Clan was largely due to the help of the Dragon King and his son.
The seeds were discovered by Yaohua. With her permission, half of the immortal peaches were to be given to the Dragon Clan in the end. The Dragon King declined repeatedly but just wouldn't accept them.
"Uncle Dragon King, these immortal peaches are what you deserve. Please accept them!"
Today Yaohua was dressed in a little yellow dress. There were two buns on her head, each tied with a green ribbon with bells that tinkled cutely and nimbly as they hung down.
The Dragon King had long been fond of the little phoenix. He only regretted that there was no such smart and cute little girl in his clan. As soon as she spoke, his resolve wavered a bit.
"It's all Yaoyao's good intention. As her uncle, are you going to make Yaoyao sad?" Qingcang chimed in on the side. Father and daughter sang in harmony, and finally the Dragon King agreed.
"Alright then. Uncle will accept them. Yaoyao must come and play in the Dragon Clan often." Even when the Dragon King had transformed and soared into the clouds, he couldn't help but look back.
After seeing off the Dragon King, Yaohua couldn't stay by her father's side any longer. "Father, I'm going to find Godfather! If you're not busy, go back quickly!"
Qingcang felt a twinge of jealousy. Yaohua was so attached to Chongming. He had to pretend to be magnanimous. "Okay, go ahead."
On the top of Mount Danxue, Chongming stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance with a calm expression.
Mount Danxue stretched for miles, and all that met the eye was desolation.
During this great calamity, all living beings in the Three Realms suffered. The Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, once the most powerful among the seventy - two remaining clans, had ended up in this state. How much worse off were the most vulnerable human race.
As an ancient god, there were still things he was powerless to do.
"Godfather!"
In the Three Realms, only the little phoenix dared to call him like this.
Thinking like this, a hint of a smile appeared in his cold eyes.
The little phoenix came running and threw herself into his arms. She looked around following his previous line of sight. "Godfather, what are you looking at?"
He didn't look at her with such concentration.
"I'm looking at fate."
The innocent little phoenix, still naive and ignorant, asked, "What is fate?"
"It's something that's hard to explain, impossible to see through, and ever - changing." Chongming looked into the distance. "All things in the world, including you and me, are bound by fate."
The little phoenix stretched out her hands and looked at them up and down, full of confusion. "Godfather, where is fate? I can't see it."
"Fate is something you can't see." Chongming sighed with a smile. "You can't see it like this."
Yaohua seemed to understand but not really. "Can you see it, Godfather?"
Chongming shook his head. Fate was hard to predict. Even as a god, one couldn't accurately determine a person's fate.
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Yaohua looked at Chongming and noticed that the smile in his eyes faded and his lips tightened slightly. She felt a bit sad for no reason.
"Godfather~" She stretched out her arms and hugged Chongming's leg. "Father, it's going to rain. Let's go back."
Previously, the Dragon King had made it rain, and the ground was still wet. It was a clear day, but suddenly it started to rain.
Yaohua had a feeling that something was wrong. As soon as she got back, she went to find Qingcang.
Qingcang was holding a peach and boasting to others about his intelligent daughter. Suddenly he saw Yaohua and was a bit stunned. But then he thought that his daughter had left God Chongming to come to him, and he immediately beamed with joy.
"Why aren't you staying with God Chongming?"
"Godfather is in the immortal peach orchard." Yaohua reached out to grab his sleeve. "Father, what are you still sitting here for? Something big has happened!"
Hearing this, Qingcang didn't take it seriously and said cheerfully, "What big thing? Now that the immortal peaches have been grown, the Phoenix Clan won't starve..."
Yaohua sighed. "Father, it's raining heavily outside. Don't you come and take a look with me?"
"What's so serious about rain?" Qingcang still had a smiling face. The immortal peach trees had already blossomed and borne fruit. The amount of rain didn't really matter. As long as the trees weren't drowned, it wasn't a big deal.
Yaohua stopped talking. She grabbed Qingcang and walked off silently.
Qingcang felt sorry for her walking in the rain and wanted to carry her, but she refused. Helplessly, he waved a spiritual force to shield Yaohua from the rain.
"Strange. Why is the rain getting heavier and heavier?" The closer they got to the immortal peach orchard, the stranger Qingcang felt. When he saw that the rainwater near the orchard was almost forming a river, his expression changed.
When they saw Chongming standing beside the orchard, all the rainwater above the orchard had been diverted to the side, which was why a small river had formed on the ground.
Surprised, Qingcang quickly stepped forward to thank him. "Thank you, God Chongming, for your help!"
Yaohua let go of his sleeve and snorted loudly.
If it weren't for Godfather's help, the orchard would have been drowned!
Father was so unreliable!
"Now the immortal peach orchard is an important resource for the Phoenix Clan to maintain its vitality. The clan leader of the Phoenix Clan should pay more attention to it."
Originally, Chongming didn't want to go out of his way, but when he saw Yaohua, he somehow used his magic. He sighed silently. After this was over, it was time for him to leave.
Qingcang was extremely scared and nodded repeatedly. "The god is right."
Yaohua sighed slightly. She lowered her head and kicked the ground with her toe.
Suddenly, a wisp of black air floated up from the ground.
Yaohua let out a cry and quickly took a step back.
Every time she encountered this black air, she would faint. She didn't want to touch it again!
She patted her chest with lingering fear. She had almost touched it!
"What's the matter?" Chongming wanted to reach out to support her, but seeing that she had steadied herself, he retracted his slightly outstretched hand.
Yaohua bit her lower lip. "I saw that black air again!"
Chongming's expression changed slightly. "Where did you see it?"
They had almost always been together, but the little phoenix had still discovered the black air without his notice. Could it be that only she could see this black air?
Chongming looked at Qingcang thoughtfully.
Qingcang was also very confused. "I didn't see any black air just now. Yaoyao, tell father where you saw it."
Qingcang also didn't see it. Chongming's expression became even more solemn.
"Here." Yaohua stretched out her little chubby hand and pointed to a small pit on the ground, saying in a milky voice, "I just kicked the ground, and then I saw a wisp of black air come out."
"Could it be floating up from the ground?" Chongming pondered. He stretched out his finger and calculated. His expression became more and more confused. He couldn't figure out what changes might happen to the Phoenix Clan in the future, not even the most basic signs of good or bad luck.
"God Chongming, have you figured anything out?"
Chongming had an unfathomable expression. He looked at Qingcang and slowly said, "You calculate it."