The Dragon Bears Eight Sons!

In his daze, Bixi, the Golden Crow Crown Prince, felt a gentle warmth enveloping his soul and body. It was as though he lay within a woman's womb, his mind relaxed, his spirit blending with heaven and earth!

He did not know how long had passed—perhaps an instant, perhaps hundreds of millions of years. Bixi suddenly jolted awake, abruptly recalling where he was! With a thought, he sprang to his feet, immediately opened his eyes, and raised a hand to act!

But in the next instant, his lifted hand froze in midair, and traces of confusion surfaced in his eyes.

He was inside a bamboo hut. Beyond the door lay a sparse bamboo grove, where the breeze stirred ripples through the stalks!

"Where is this?" A heaven-shaking doubt rose within Bixi's heart! At this moment, his consciousness was clear, and the terrifying scene before he had fainted naturally surfaced in his mind!

That icy arrow had pierced his chest. Even recalling it now, he could not suppress the lingering fear in his heart!

He lightly touched his chest, only to discover there was not the slightest mark, as if that scene had never happened. But if it had not happened, then where exactly was he now? Bixi sank into thought once more!

"You're awake!" At that moment, a gentle voice, like a winding stream of water, suddenly sounded from behind Bixi!

Bixi's heart jolted. There had been someone behind him all along, yet from the moment he woke up until now, he had not sensed a thing!

With that thought, Bixi did not dare be careless. He suddenly leaped up and swiftly spun around, only then clearly seeing the person behind him!

A young man sat cross-legged atop an auspicious cloud, dressed in a cyan Daoist robe. His expression was