A god's child was naturally different in many ways. Xiao Shiyi had already transcended the mortal realm at birth; with every breath, she could command the Law Energy nearby. Once she grew a little older, she would be equivalent to a solitary star, and by adulthood, her combat power would be utterly terrifying.
Such a child could not understand the hardships of mortals, nor could she live an ordinary life. She was destined to stand at the very pinnacle of the universe's power.
Yet too lofty a birth was not entirely a good thing. Throughout this universe's history, most children of the divine race had possessed flaws in their character and were prone to stirring up trouble.
Of course, such matters were beyond Dong Huaiyue's consideration.
Right now, she only cared about two things: when the outer gods would come to their deaths, and how she should raise her daughter.
Qin Heng had fathered two children and had a whole line of blood descendants, so she sought his advice on raising children.
The two gods discussed childcare as though they were ordinary young people from some mundane village.
Whenever they got onto a particularly lengthy topic, Dong Huaiyue, terrified that something might go wrong during Xiao Shiyi's upbringing, would even pause the flow of time. Only after listening to Qin Heng would she let time begin flowing again.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed. Qin Heng looked at Xiao Shiyi, who still resembled an infant beast, and fell into deep thought.
The Space-Time God Nation's calendar followed Earth time: a day had twenty-four hours, a year had 365 days, and an epoch lasted 1,284,170 years.
A year was very short, but a whole year had passed, and the baby had not grown at all. She still looked