2001 Little Rascal’s Origins (1/2)

After the Qiankun Sect and Nine Heavens Mystical Palace joined, the might of their faction grew increasingly stable. In the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms, no other hegemonic powers existed outside of the three factions.

At this moment in the boundless starry space of the Heaven Vault, a strange scene could be seen. A gigantic golden-furred demon had its pores opened as it frenziedly absorbed the astral light from the constellations. Boundless amounts of astral light flowed into the demon's pores, causing his body to glow as resplendently as the constellations, making it resemble an astral beast god.

Countless people in the Heaven Vault saw this scene. Qin Wentian stood at the boundary of the floating palace and glanced upwards. Beside him, Mo Qingcheng leaned against him, they were like an immortal couple. Right now, Mo Qingcheng's cultivation base had also finally entered the heavenly deity realm. Although her talent was considered among the weakest out of Qin Wentian's loved ones, she still cultivated for tens of thousands of years within the minor realms Qin Wentian created in the Heaven Vault. That, in addition to the innate advantage of cultivating here, finally made her comprehend her heavenly dao, allowing her to make a breakthrough to the heavenly deity realm.

She wasn't the only deity who recently broke through. In truth, the situation here was like what the Qiankun Sect Leader and Nine Heavens Mystical Maiden had imagined. Heavenly deities were everywhere, the Heaven Vault really had an army of deities. If one didn't enter the Heaven Vault to see this personally, they would never dare to imagine such a grand situation.

”Little Rascal is growing stronger and stronger.” Mo Qingcheng softly spoke. Everyone in the Heaven Vault was growing stronger but they were all okay with biding their time. They had time and could afford to wait. In the future, the Heaven Vault would only grow increasingly stronger.

”Mhm. Little Rascal can already absorb the dao from the various constellations. It's rumored that in the legends, ancient heaven devouring beasts could even swallow the sun, moon and stars, it seemed that there's some truth in that.” Qin Wentian nodded his head lightly. But at this moment, that gigantic golden-furred figure suddenly trembled. And it was trembling continuously.

”What's going on?” Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. Such a situation has never appeared before.

Had something happened to Little Rascal?

”Did something happen?” Mo Qingcheng asked.

”I'll go and take a look.” Qin Wentian's figure flashed as he flew through the air, soon arriving at the starry space. His body flew past Little Rascal's gigantic figure and arrived at Little Rascal's head area. Little Rascal had his eyes closed, his gigantic body was trembling as low-sounding roars were emitted from his mouth.

”No, no…” He kept shaking his head, the trembling of his body grew even more intense. Qin Wentian frowned, he placed his palm on Little Rascal's face and infused strands of his energy into Little Rascal.

”NO!” A loud roar shook the space, even the constellations seemed to tremble under the intensity of his roar. When his giant saucer-like eyes opened, he finally saw Qin Wentian.

”Wentian.” Little Rascal called out softly.

”What happened?” Qin Wentian gently asked.

”I think I saw my parents.” Little Rascal spoke, his words causing Qin Wentian's body to tremble. Little Rascal was a royal-blooded Heaven Devouring Beast and he met Mo Qingcheng in a chance encounter back in Azure Mystic. After that, he followed Qin Wentian because he was attracted by his blood but at that time, Little Rascal was already alone, he had no other companions or loved ones. It simply seemed that he was born alone with many unique abilities.

Once, he was also wondering who were Little Rascal's parents were.

Could the parents of a royal-blooded heaven devouring beast be simple?

Demon gods were different from humans. Although bloodlines were important for humans, they could depend on post-natal cultivation to grow in strength. It was different for demonic beasts. Their bloodlines were the extremely important. For example, since Little Rascal was a royal heaven devouring beast, how could his parents be ordinary demonic beasts? They must definitely be immensely powerful demonic beasts as well.

”How did you see them?” Qin Wentian asked. Little Rascal was cultivating in here and didn't leave the Heaven Vault. How did he see his parents?

”Earlier when I was cultivating, I was devouring the daos from the constellations. I seemed to have entered a dreamlike state and I saw my parents. They were the same as me and were devouring the constellations. At that instant, it felt like I traveled through time and saw my parents. They appeared in my memories.” Little Rascal's eyes turned red, it was like he was extremely agitated. The scenes he saw in his mind kept repeating themselves.

”Did they leave anything behind that can allow you to know where they are now?” Qin Wentian asked.

”No but I'm sure something happened to them. When they were devouring the constellations, they suffered a backlash and were heavily injured. After that, a blurry figure appeared and attacked them. I wasn't able to see what happened next.” Little Rascal grit its teeth as it roared. ”Where are my parents? Who was that blurry figure? How could he actually attacked when they were injured? Truly despicable.”

”Devouring the constellations of the starry space...” Qin Wentian's heart trembled. This was just too crazy. Little Rascal origins were actually so terrifying. All of a sudden, he thought of something but this conjecture seemed somewhat incredible. Would that really be real?

”Go and rest for now.” Qin Wentian spoke softly. Little Rascal nodded. His gigantic figure became small and soon turned into his usual puppy form with snow white fur, resembling an adorable pet as he leapt into Qin Wentian's embrace.

Qin Wentian paced about, his eyes gleaming with sharpness. The words spoken by Little Rascal earlier made him feel an impulse to want to help and find out Little Rascal's origins.