The gilded cocoon shuddered without cease, fine cracks spreading across it like a spiderweb.
Huo Yuhao and Gu Yue stood side by side, their gazes fixed on the small, fair-skinned arm poking through a gap. Both froze, at a loss for what to do.
Thoughts churned through Huo Yuhao's mind as his memories of the Dragon Transformation Art surfaced with startling clarity.
He knew the risks of this secret art. In the game, Dan Feng and Yingxing had tried to transform an old friend into a dragon. What emerged first was the vicious, uncontrollable Evil Dragon. Only after many twists and turns had Bailu been born.
There had been only one success, while the cost of failure could overturn an entire world!
Huo Yuhao remained on guard, afraid a monster beyond their control would emerge from the cocoon. If it did, he would snuff out the threat even if he had to draw on the power of The Hunt.
As his thoughts surged, another tiny hand reached out. The two little hands scratched wildly and tugged hard at the gilded walls around them, tearing a larger hole in the shell with a crash.
A pair of mismatched blue and violet eyes slowly opened, clear and innocent, brimming with the curiosity of a newborn.
Her gaze passed through the shattered golden glow and met Huo Yuhao's dark eyes.
As though she had caught the scent of shared blood, the little one's eyes lit up. She waved her chubby hands and babbled indistinctly.
The next instant, a soft, milky voice rang out clearly. "Da—da—"
Huo Yuhao went rigid. His mind went briefly blank.
It had come far too suddenly. He had not been prepared at all.
He studied the newborn in the cocoon. Silvery-white hair spilled around her, smooth and soft, with