Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 698 - 686 Baby Girl

Chapter 698: Chapter 686 Baby Girl

Shi Feng’s figure moved, and he rushed to the front of the Source of All Things, which had turned into a gray light orb. He slowly reached out his hand. This time, the Source of All Things neither dodged nor avoided him, remaining still, and Shi Feng finally captured it in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, the Source of All Things was just like a lifeless object, a ball of gray light that felt ice-cold to Shi Feng’s touch!

"But who would have thought," he muttered to himself, "that after all this time, the thing which had always eluded me is finally in my grasp, although... "

Now, Shi Feng could not sense anything from the Source of All Things. Even when he poured Soul Power into it, it remained just a gray light orb.

A simple, non-dissipating orb of gray light, that’s all!

"Has the Artifact Spirit of the Source of All Things been destroyed by the Blood Egg?" Shi Feng mumbled softly. Then, he added, "I’ve never been able to touch it before, but now that it has come to this, I will try to refine it and maybe uncover the secrets of the Source of All Things!"

The Source of All Things had long been rumored to hold the Secret of Becoming a God!

With the thoughts of the Secret of Becoming a God, a fiery passion rose in Shi Feng’s heart! Even Emperor Nine Nether, the once strongest being, had lingered at the Peak of Nine-star Martial Emperor for years without being able to break through its shackles!

Instantly, with a single thought, the Silver Sickle in Shi Feng’s left hand flashed silver, transforming into a silver sickle pattern on the back of his hand, and then, Shi Feng’s left hand began to form a handprint!

"Ha!" Shi Feng suddenly let out a low shout, and with that, his left hand which had been forming a handprint smacked towards the gray light orb, the Source of All Things, in his hand!

However, right after Shi Feng’s handprint left the gray light orb, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.

Just now, when he had imprinted it into the Source of All Things, the mark had vanished into the gray light orb without a trace!

Then, Shi Feng quickly realized, looking at the gray light orb in his hand and saying, "This damned thing, it’s still resisting me even after turning into this state, not wanting to be refined by me!"

"It seems that the Artifact Spirit still exists; it’s just that the Source of All Things is so Xuan Miao that I can’t sense it."

"Let’s try again!" Shi Feng uttered another low shout, and then, he struck the Source of All Things in his right hand with his handprint once more!

But just like before, the moment the handprint entered the Source of All Things, it again disappeared into nothingness.

After repeated attempts, Shi Feng still failed! Afterwards, he even lit a raging Blood-colored Blaze in the palm of his right hand, trying to burn the gray light orb. But suddenly, the orb trembled violently, producing a Formless Power that prevented the Blood-colored Blaze from penetrating the orb.

"The Source of All Things! The Source of All Things! It seems that even in this state, it is still the Source of All Things!" His right hand clenched fiercely, but the gray light orb was extremely hard, his fingers unable to make any indentation.

In the end, with no other way to deal with the gray light orb, Shi Feng, with a thought, caused a flash of blood-colored light to appear on the orb, and he absorbed it into the Space World of the Blood-colored Stone Stele.

If he couldn’t do anything about it now, he might as well let it stay temporarily in the Space World of the Blood-colored Stone Stele!

Shi Feng put the Source of All Things in that vast area rich with Heavenly Earth Yuan Qi, to see if the Source of All Things could absorb it and recover!

If it recovered, then even if the Blood Pattern Tribe came looking for him in the future, he would have it to contend with.

Shi Feng thought to himself in silence!

...

In the clear sky, amidst the blue and white clouds, a blood-colored meteor seemed to suddenly fall, a streak of blood-colored light flying rapidly from afar. Then, it moved onward towards the distant horizon, swiftly weaving through the large clumps of white clouds.

The blood-colored light rapidly traversed the air, shedding flak after flak of crimson fragments until, with a sudden "crack" sound akin to an egg shattering, a crisp echo arose from the blood-colored stream.

The blood-colored stream, which had been sliding forward, suddenly plummeted downwards, rushing toward the mountains and earth below, and finally fell into a small forest!

...

His name was Qin San, and his family had lived in this small forest for generations, relying on hunting for their livelihood.

Now, Qin San had passed the age of fifty, with an old wife not much younger than himself at home, but they had neither son nor daughter.

Today, just like any other day, Qin San carried a large bow on his back and went hunting in the mountains. However, today Qin San was especially lucky; he hadn’t been searching for game long when he spotted a moose grazing on green leaves.

Qin San quickly readied his bow and released an arrow with a "whoosh". The sound of the bowstring vibrated as the arrow soared toward the moose.

But just at that moment, Qin San’s rheumatism struck, his hand shook, and the arrow missed its mark, hitting with a "thud" against a large tree beside the moose.

Startled, the moose galloped away in a rush of hooves and panic!

Qin San cursed under his breath, but how could he let his prey escape so easily? He moved quickly on his legs, weaving through the thicket, chasing after the moose.

Not long after Qin San had chased the moose, he saw it inexplicably turn back, looking greatly frightened, and running towards him.

Qin San was overjoyed. Without a second thought, he nocked another arrow and with a "whoosh", this shot was accurate, piercing the moose’s neck, and the animal immediately collapsed to the ground!

"Hahaha!" With his prey hit, Qin San laughed loudly three times, but he was also very curious. What could have made the moose turn back—was there a fierce beast ahead?

With his curiosity piqued, Qin San picked up the moose with care and slung it over his shoulder, proceeding cautiously towards the area ahead. Before he had gone far, Qin San saw something astonishing amidst a clump of weeds—there lay a naked infant.

"What kind of parents could be so heartless to abandon such a tiny child like this!" Qin San said indignantly upon seeing the infant.

However, he soon thought again and joyfully exclaimed, "Could it be that heaven has taken pity on my childless state and bestowed this child upon me? And this child, they truly are my lucky star. With them, I was able to successfully hunt this great prize today!"

Qin San weighed the moose on his shoulder and then, smiling, walked towards the pile of grass and the infant. When he reached the weeds, he murmured, "It’s a girl!"

Then, Qin San’s brow furrowed; he saw that the infant girl’s body was covered with strange, twisted patterns like runes, all in blood red.

"The marks on this child! It must be because of these odd patterns that her parents had the heart to abandon her here. Ah, poor thing! Truly pitiable! Since her parents don’t want you, how about you become Old Qin’s daughter? From now on, you’ll be Old Qin’s girl."

While sighing, Qin San’s face again broke into a smile, and then he squatted down, extended his right hand, and tenderly picked up the infant girl, holding her in his arms.

"Let’s go, my darling daughter, time to go home!" Qin San walked and chuckled along the way.

Today was indeed a fortunate day, not only did he hunt a moose, but heaven also granted him a daughter. Thinking of his wife at home, if she saw this little girl, she would surely be overjoyed as well.

Qin San was filled with joy as he thought to himself.

But at this moment, while Qin San looked ahead to the path home, he failed to notice that the infant girl in his arms suddenly revealed a sinister smile utterly unbefitting of a baby. She extended her tiny hand, also covered in blood red patterns, shaped like claws, and reached for Qin San’s heart!

"Aaah!" A piercing, agonized scream suddenly rang out across the small forest, reverberating!

The shrill cries alarmed over a dozen birds feeding in the trees, who began to squawk loudly and beat their wings frantically, scattering in all directions!

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