2001 Little Rascal’s Origins
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.
After returning to the floating palace, Qin Wentian told Little Rascal to rest first. He then headed to look for his father Qin Yuanfeng and his maternal grandfather Luoshen Chuan.
"Wentian, do you have some questions you want to ask?" Luoshen Chuan spoke.
"Grandfather, I once heard you telling me about some stories regarding the ancient godkings of the eight great regions. Ancient records have it that the godking of the Desolate Region had the title of 'Huang' (Desolate). He has no other names. Grandfather, you once told me that it's possible Godking Desolate isn't a human but a demonic beast, right?" Qin Wentian asked.
"The era of the eight godkings is simply too long ago. Many ancient records about them aren't whole, there is too much information missing and no one can verify what was recorded. Everyone in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms only knows about the exact information which was passed down in ancient records. I once made a deep study about the Desolate Region's history. From my conjecture, I feel it's very likely that Godking Desolate is a demonic beast. I remember that I once flipped through a tattered-looking record that has information about some of the deeds of Godking Desolate. He could devour the sun and moon, pluck down the constellations and according to some clues, the original form of Godking Desolate might very well be the same as your demonic beast companion. Godking Desolate was also a heaven devouring beast."
Luoshen Chuan spoke, "Naturally, these clues are what I've inferred. You won't find them specifically stated in ancient records."
"Wentian, did you discover something? Why are you asking these?" Luoshen Chuan was curious.
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head. "Not long ago, Little Rascal was cultivating in the starry space of the Heaven Vault. From what he said, he seemed to have entered a dream-like state while he was cultivating and saw some memories regarding his parents. They were devouring the constellations and had suffered a backlash. After that, a mysterious person sneaked attack them and he couldn't see anything more after that. Hence, I have some conjectures of my own. However, the timeline in reality doesn't seem to match. Hence, I wanted to consult grandfather and father."
"There's no problems with the timeline." Qin Yuanfeng spoke. "At the godking level, there are many methods available to them which are unfathomable to us. The Moon God created the Divine Mausoleum to plan for a return countless years later. If Godking Desolate really had descendants, it's possible for them to be born countless years in the future as well, he must have used his dao to nurture the fetus."
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. If this is the case, this might truly be possible.
"Who was the one who sneaked attack Little Rascal's parents?" Qin Wentian softly spoke. If they could find the identity of the attacker, only then would it be possible for them to get their answer.
"If your guess is true and Little Rascal is the descendant of Godking Desolate, in that case, for the attacker who dared to do a sneak attack, his power level wouldn't differ too much. It's very possible that he is a godking as well." Qin Yuanfeng replied. Luoshen Chuan nodded in agreement. Even for godkings who are injured, they weren't characters heavenly deities could deal with.
"In that case, it's very possible for the attacker to be one of the other known godkings. Yue Changkong might know some things." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. Was his guess really accurate?
Right now, Little Rascal's performance was more and more heaven-defying. If not, he wouldn't dare to make such a bold conjecture.
In the western paradise, in an independent spacetime, there was a golden world filled with golden buddhic light. This buddhic light was like holy light, lighting up this entire golden world.
In this golden world, there actually was an incomparably gigantic figure there. This figure seemed somewhat illusory and not real, like it would vanish at anytime. Shackles formed from golden buddhic light bounded his body. Each part of his body seemed to be a lighted buddha lamp which chained together, forming a terrifying lock.
At this moment, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in the midst of the buddhic light. This figure was also illusory, its face couldn't be seen clearly. However, this figure had his palms pressed together. Clearly, he was a buddhic cultivator.
After appearing in this spacetime. The buddha lamps on the gigantic figure turned towards him and began to channel the light they drained from the gigantic figure into his body causing the illusory figure to grow increasing corporeal.
"It has been so many years. Have you not returned to life yet?" That gigantic figure suddenly opened its eyes and spoke in an incomparably cold voice. Although he sounded weak, his voice was still filled with a terrifying aura.
"I shall plunder the heavenly daos you devoured back then bit by bit. One day when you have vanished completely, my dao shall grow closer and closer to reaching grand completion. In the future when I verify the pinnacle of my dao and transcend the nine heavens. You would be a part of that too." The monk spoke lightly. His voice sounded ethereal and somewhat unreal.
"You think you can succeed? Through these countless years, I've already seen the future. The date of your destruction grows near."
"So, to which era have you sent your son to?" That monk calmly interjected, his words causing the gigantic figure to tremble. After that, the gigantic figure mumbled, "My son?"
"It's fine if you don't want to admit it. He has already appeared. I didn't expect you to have such a move in reserve back then. Sadly, everything you did would only serve my designs in the end." The voice of the monk didn't fluctuate. He continued to absorb the light from the lamps slowly and only left this spacetime after a long period of time. The gigantic figure suddenly let out an earth-shaking howl, like it had just suffered an intense provocation.
Has that era finally arrived? He really wished to go out for a look!