The Cub I’ve Raised is the Crown Prince of the Empire

In the distant era, the temple of glory.

On the sacred tree full of golden leaves, the young man with silver-blue hair hides among the golden leaves, a pair of silver-colored blue eyes, secretly looking at the pool water below.

On the terrace of the six-pointed star, a man and a woman were sitting face to face in the center of the magic circle. Between the two, there was a small cloud of blood mist, and they were injecting energy into the blood mist.

"Mother God, what are they doing?" the boy asked in a low voice.

"Shushasha—"

The golden leaves were rustled by the wind.

The young man listened, his silver-blue eyes getting brighter and brighter, "You mean, a new little life will be born in the temple soon?"

"Shushasha—"

Jin Ye Zi rubbed it and gave him the answer.

"Wow, I'm looking forward to it!"

The young man sat on the branch with his hands resting his cheeks, his eyes fixed on the direction of the terrace.

A man and a woman focused on the blood mass in front of them, ignorant of the boy's gaze.

They continued to inject the power of light into the blood mass, the magic circle also lit up slightly, a mysterious power enveloped them.

This process lasted for three days and three nights.

However, three days later, the men and women who had become exhausted suddenly showed a look of despair.

The teenager who has been following them all the time said in confusion, "Mother God, what happened to them?"

"It's going to fail."

"Failure?" The boy looked at the blood mist, a little anxious, "Can't you save it?"

"The birth of a new life cannot be intervened. Perhaps this is the definite number."

The boy pressed his lips tightly for a long time, and said, "That should also work hard."

"It won't work after hard work, that's the fixed number."

He stretched out his hand, a little silver-blue light emerged from his fingertips, and with a flick of his finger, he quietly sank into the six-pointed star formation.

The situation of the terrace has quietly changed.

The man noticed the situation first, with a hint of joy on his face, and then increased his power output.

Gradually, the woman also noticed it.

She and the man looked at each other, their eyes surprised and relieved.

Finally, the blood mist that had been lifeless, suddenly moved.

All the blood colors moved closer to the center, and a faint golden halo appeared. As the blood color was absorbed, the halo slowly expanded and swelled.

Finally, all the blood disappeared, and a fist-sized group of light emitting a soft shimmer appeared in front of them.

The woman cried with joy, and the man was also ecstatic. He stretched out his hands, and the small ball of light gently fell on his hand, floating slightly.

On the treetop, the boy looked at the little light group curiously, "Mother God, is it successful now?"

"Yes, that is a bare fetus, the starting point of a new life."

"That's great!"

The boy looked at Xiaoguangtuan with anticipation in his eyes.

"Li Ya, wait for me here." The man held the light ball and stood up cautiously.

"No, I want to accompany you."

The woman stood up with great effort, her face was very pale, but she stubbornly wanted to follow her husband.

The man sighed helplessly and nodded: "Well, then you have to be careful, don't force it."

The woman nodded, but kept staring at the bare tire in his hand.

She has a natural feeling with this light group, which is an inseparable connection between bloodlines.

Together they came to the edge of the terrace.

This is a corner of the six-pointed star array. After they arrived, that corner suddenly sank and turned into a step-by-step ladder.

The steps extend down one by one, immersed in the golden pool water all the time.

The man glanced at his wife and said, "Li Ya, follow me."

"Ok."

The woman looked at the stairs and nodded.

So, they held the light group in this way, and went down one level to the level that was equal to the pool water.

The man took his wife's hand and was alone with her, holding Xiao Guang Tuan and bending down, and gently placed Xiao Guang Tuan on the golden pool water.

There were rippling circles on the water, and a soft force wrapped the small light ball, pulling it away from the terrace.

Under the gaze of the men, women and teenagers, the light group sank into the pool and sank deeper.

The woman stared at it obsessively, and looked at her husband nervously, "The baby will be born smoothly, right?"

The man put his arms around her shoulders, looking through the clear water, staring at the golden grasses at the bottom of the pool.

Those... were transformed from bare fetuses that had no birth consciousness.

The birth rate of the light tribe is very low, and in recent years there has been a trend of decreasing. Back to the five generations ago, each generation of emperors had at least two children, while the latter dropped sharply to one.

Even after thousands of years, there is not much left of the true light clan. After the death of the father and the queen, he is the only one left...

No one knows why this happened, and even the glorious sacred tree can't help it.

The man sighed in his heart, but he did not express his anxiety.

"Well, it certainly will. Our first child will be born smoothly."

He hugged his wife and stood on the steps for a while.

After that, he said goodbye to the sacred tree, and left the temple with his wife who passed out because of exhaustion.

After they left, the young man hiding in the tree smiled slyly and jumped from the tree into the pool, like a clever fish swimming through the pool expertly.

Soon, he found the little light group.

The small light group is quietly suspended in the pool water, wrapped in rich energy, shrinking one by one in a very small range, as if breathing.

The boy looked at it curiously, wandering around the small light group.

He could feel a breath of life lingering inside the light cluster, very weak but so active.

A strange feeling came to my heart, it was touching and joyful, because I was about to witness the birth of a new life.

The young man smiled slightly and swam onto the water again, and said to the sacred tree: "Mother goddess, it's so cute! I like it!"

The leaves shook slightly, which was regarded as a response to him.

The boy grinned and dived into the pool again, watching the small light group from the side.

Ten years later.

"thump--"

The boy on the sacred tree, as usual, jumped into the pool.

He came to the location of the small light group.

In ten years, the small light group has grown a few laps, and the light has become more condensed.

The teenager who guards it every day can feel every change in its body and rejoice for its growth.

Because of the existence of the small light group, his days in the temple have been infinitely fun and moving.

He is looking forward to the appearance of Xiaoguang Group's final appearance, he will definitely be the first person to see it!

The young man waited for that day with joy.

However, there seems to be something wrong with today's Xiaoguang Group.

Its "breathing" rhythm is much slower than before, and is it his illusion?

Why does its light seem to be weakening?

No, it's not his illusion!

The life breath of Xiaoguang Tuan is also fading! This is how the same thing?

The teenager panicked.

Before he could do anything, pieces of golden leaves fell from the water, forming a whirlpool around the small light group.

However, until all the gold leaves faded their energy and sank into the bottom of the pool to turn into gold dust, the situation of the small light clusters did not change in the slightest.

"Mother God, what's the matter?" The boy was at a loss.

"It failed this time..."

The mood of Guangyao Shenshu was very low.

The boy's eyes widened, "Failed? It's about to be born!"

"Child, give up."

The Guangyao Sacred Tree said, "I have seen its fate, there is no way."

"You don't need to be sad, it will turn into a glorious **** grass, growing in the **** pool, and staying with you forever."

"I don't want it! I want it to live!"

The boy cried and said.

He looked at the small light clusters in the pool water that was getting weaker and weaker, recalling the bit by bit over the past ten years.

Tears kept coming out, wrapped in golden pool water, like beautiful beads, kept coming up.

Finally, the boy made up his mind.

As if he had sensed his intention, a vine emerged and wrapped his waist.

"Do you understand what you are doing?"

At this moment, the teenager has calmed down.

He whispered: "I know, I want to save it."

The silver-blue energy was released from his hand, continuously rushing to the small light group.

"As a family of destiny, you should know the consequences of forcibly changing the destiny of others."

The teenager did not speak, and still released his energy firmly.

"You will bear the fate of dying early on its behalf, and you will be punished the most severely, and you may repeat the same fate for generations to come."

"Is it worth it?"

The boy finally spoke.

"Mother God, I can feel that the fate of the Clan of Light has been manipulated."

"I have seen the future. It is an infinite darkness, and the entire universe is full of destruction and despair."

"And this child is the key to changing everything."

The young man stared at the small light group, his face became paler and paler with the consumption of energy.

He is a broken star of destiny—lucky.

In ancient times, when the Destiny Clan was beheaded and killed by the darkness, it was the Shining God Tree that secretly took him in and took him away from the realm of gods.

It took tens of millions of time to bring him back to life.

Therefore, he regards the sacred tree as the mother god, and since regaining consciousness, he has been with him in the temple.

And now, he can't just watch the destruction of the Light Clan, let alone...

Watching this child die!

The only regret... is that I can't watch it be born.

"Mother God, thank you, hope in the next life... we still have a chance to meet."

"I chose a name for this kid—"

"law."

"If you can, please help me to convey to the Lord of Glory..."

The voice of the boy gradually disappeared in the air.

Yu Xingqiao stood in a sea of ​​stars, staring blankly at the ever-changing light and shadow in front of him.

Ah... he remembered...

This is his memory.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful arms hugged him from behind, and he felt himself falling into a warm and solid embrace.

Someone buried his head on his shoulder, and the warm liquid wetted his skin.

He wanted to look back, but was held tightly by the man, unable to move.

"I finally found you..."

The young man's crying voice sounded in his ears in a low voice, making Yu Xingqiao settle down.

"Xiao Lu..." Yu Xingqiao murmured, his eyes a little hot.

How long has he not heard his voice, how long has he not hugged him like this?

At this moment, all thoughts flooded him like a tide.

"I didn't admit my mistake..."

He heard the boy say, "You are my god, I have never admitted my mistake..."