The God Realm's morning was blown awake by an earth-shaking wail.
"Waaah—!"
The cry was incredibly piercing, sending flocks of immortal cranes fluttering wildly into the distance and scattering several clouds along the horizon.
The Goddess of Life had been watering flowers in the garden. Her hand trembled, spilling a few drops of Immortal Spirit Dew onto the peony petals. She smiled helplessly. "There she goes again, causing trouble."
The God of Destruction sat in the distance with his eyes closed in meditation, not even lifting his eyelids. "Three cries a day. More punctual than the skies of the God Realm."
As soon as he spoke, a silver-white streak of light shot over, landing before the Goddess of Life in the blink of an eye.
Yun Mu stood there holding a little girl, his hair a mess, collar crooked to one side, and three scratch marks still on his face. He looked completely dead inside.
The little one in his arms was barely two or three years old. Her soft silver-white hair clung to her forehead, tears hung in her large purple eyes, and her little mouth was puckered in grievance. But on closer inspection, there were only two tears. Her dry wailing was loud enough to shake heaven and earth.
"Mom," Yun Mu said, shooting her a pleading look. "Your granddaughter is acting up again."
Gu Yuena had named the girl Zi Yuexi.
Yue was her moon, while Xi was morning light, perfectly opposing his Mu, dusk.
Yun Mu had muttered at the time that the name was too refined and couldn't possibly hold down the girl's temperament.
Gu Yuena had glared at him, and he had immediately shut up.
The facts proved that he had been right.
The Goddess of Life set down her watering can and took