Chapter 708 - 211: Hidden Within the Palace, Two Fires Unite

Chapter 708: Chapter 211: Hidden Within the Palace, Two Fires Unite

Li Yuan turned his head to look at the fire reflecting on the thick, pale yellow tent fabric.

The fire’s color was fading, becoming even more intense.

Li Yuan suddenly asked, "What is our grandson’s name?"

Zhenyan Xue, kneeling in front, stifled her sobs and whispered, "Zhenyan Mie."

She quickly added, "I really wonder what those parents were thinking, why they would choose the name ’Mie’ for their son. Even if they hope to conquer the Central Plains, they shouldn’t burden the child with that name, right?"

Suddenly, Li Yuan inexplicably thought of "Ji Hu."

One named "Hu," the other named "Mie"...

It really does carry a hint of destiny...

As the thought passed, Li Yuan said, "Then, I shall bless our grandson Zhenyan Mie, hoping he can grow healthily and become a formidable warrior like his father."

Zhenyan Xue could not help but add, "And just like his grandfather too, he should be remarkable like his grandfather."

Li Yuan smiled, rubbed her head, and stood up, heading out.

He lifted the tent, grabbed the clan’s festival blessing bell, and walked towards the fire.

The fire’s color was fading.

As he approached, the temperature rose.

According to the old customs, he used the White Snake Blade to take "the blood after reaching Fourth Grade," leaving it in Lady Yan’s hands before coming here.

At this moment, the faded fire revealed a pure white radiance.

The light engulfed Li Yuan’s body.

He recalled his first time drawing fire in the Zhenyan Clan, starting to dance wildly and madly while ringing the blessing bell, chanting the words of blessing written in the Ancient Scrolls of the Nine Flames Clan.

His voice was extremely loud, sending these words of blessing far, so far that even the servants at the outskirts could hear them.

With each leap, he drew luminous flames from the faded fire.

He spun alone before the fire, singing loudly and dancing frenziedly.

The meaning of the chant was roughly:

"Oh, eagle, when your wings are fully grown, you must journey afar,

Even if the sky is perilous, you must still soar high;

Oh, gray wolf, when your fangs are sharp, you must journey afar,

Even if the road is arduous, you must forge ahead...

...

..."

"Child, I genuinely bless you, blessing that you encounter storms in the sky but still laugh heartily, blessing that you face obstacles on the road yet remain brave...

...."

This reflects the Nine Flames Clan elders’ expectations and blessings for their descendants,

Each ritual is led by the clan leader, with everyone following the dance.

But ever since the fire of the Nine Flames Clan turned from deep red to faded, the rituals gradually disappeared.

Because... the fire had become too intense.

So intense that even the strong barbarians couldn’t dance around the fire.

The long-awaited sound, accompanied by passionate enthusiasm, resonated in the ears of distant people.

Those servants, even if captives, who were still old barbarians, heard the familiar sound and couldn’t help but weep, and knowing it was the Old Barbarian King singing, they stood in a daze, gazing at the fire, temporarily forgetting what they were doing...

They wished to approach, dance along, sing along, but couldn’t.

Because the fire was too intense.

Anyone who approached was doomed.

Yet although they couldn’t get close, they could see the Old Barbarian King laughing loudly, singing loudly in front of the withered fire.

The sound of blessings echoed through the wind and snow.

...

...

Days later...

Zhenyan Clan.

The Royal Tent was now golden.

Outside the Golden Tent, maids were waiting.

Inside the Golden Tent, a wild-spirited beauty was lifting her garment, feeding a baby boy who was sucking eagerly.

The baby boy was robust, his eyes filled with spirit.

This was Meng Xingxian and Zhenyan Mie.

After feeding, Meng Xingxian finally said, "Come in."

The maid entered, approached the Barbarian Queen’s side, and whispered softly.

Meng Xingxian’s beautiful eyes widened, asking, "Is what you said true?"

The maid replied, "Absolutely true, it has attracted many people to watch, yet no one can get close to the fire..."

The maid was referring to the Old Barbarian King’s blessings for Zhenyan Mie.

She was Meng Xingxian’s confidante, naturally aware that her master deliberately didn’t invite the Old Barbarian King, nor the former Queen Mother, yet now... the Old Barbarian King not only held no resentment but was making blessings for Zhenyan Mie before the withered fire.

Such magnanimity was truly moving.

And now, with the fire being extremely intense, would one still survive while praying beside it?

Meng Xingxian turned her head to look at the scorching withered fire, then withdrew her gaze.

Her eyes flickered uncertainly for a moment, then closed, softly saying, "I understand."

The maid asked, "Should... should we tell the Barbarian King?"

Meng Xingxian replied, "The Barbarian King is training the Two-headed Wolf Riders; no one is allowed to disturb him at this time."

The maid respectfully responded and slowly left.

Meng Xingxian lowered her head, playing with the baby boy in her arms, and slowly said, "Your grandfather is blessing you, so you must grow quickly, become an eagle, become a gray wolf, devour the four wilds, shatter all Ghost Realms, let yin and yang scatter, let the world return to normal..."

The baby babbled, waving his tiny pink hands along with his mother’s gentle touch.

In a distant place, at the White Deer Clan, before the withered fire.

Li Yuan’s entire body had ignited.

Pure flames were piercing through his pores, gathering into rivers, forming seas around him!