Chapter 90

In the boundless darkness, light began to spread. The source of the light was not the sun, moon, or stars, but the eternal lamp in Mengmeng's hand.

The flame in this eternal lamp originated from the celestial candle that illuminated the ancient world, but it had subtle differences from that celestial candle.

The celestial candle of the Dragon of the Celestial Candle contained an incredibly ancient and weathered aura, and when it hung in the sky, it naturally exuded a majestic presence that illuminated the heavens and earth.

However, the flame in the eternal lamp in Mengmeng's hand did not have such an ancient aura, but it was more gentle and fresh.

It was Mengmeng's flame, the light of all things coming to life.

Where this light shone, large clouds began to revive, flying into the sky like white feathers, gently floating in the air.

Drops of sweet dew fell from the clouds, gathering into a small river on the barren land. The river was clear to the bottom, like a transparent blue silk ribbon, lying quietly in the embrace of the earth.

With the water representing life, unknown grasses quietly sprouted from the ground, swaying gently in the breeze.

The wind, like a colored brush, dyed the flowers red, the leaves green, gave the clear lake a transparent texture, and painted a layer of life's color over this land.

Beside the river, wildflowers bloomed on the grassland, and clusters of dandelions with their small white flower heads scattered in the wind, while yellow flowers bloomed brilliantly and luxuriantly.

In the wind, the flowers bent with laughter, and the light shone on the rippling river surface, like a layer of shimmering silver fragments spread over the water, or like crumpled green silk.

Where the light shone, the once rampant and violent sea of lava disappeared entirely. The waves of lava, like sea tides, calmed down and gradually solidified into new land.

In the end, a beam of light thoroughly illuminated the entire world, and several white light bands appeared in the sky at the horizon, spreading dawn and hope across the entire world.

In an instant, everything was draped in a new, splendid attire. The light from Mengmeng's lamp dyed the edges of the clouds a light golden color, nourishing all things on the earth and transforming this land into a blissful paradise.

Although this land, filled with spiritual energy, was pitifully small compared to the vast land where the Dragon of the Celestial Candle once roamed, perhaps not even a thousandth of its size, the land that once bore the Dragon's broken body was lifeless, while this small land was full of vitality and the breath of life.

This was the gift that the Dragon of the Celestial Candle was willing to sacrifice itself to give to Meixue, a small world created by Mengmeng.

Meixue could hardly believe what he saw. This was the creation of a world, a great power that brought something into existence from nothing. No, the word "power" was insufficient to describe the miracle of the moment. What Mengmeng had accomplished was true "creation."

Under the illumination of the eternal lamp in her hand, a new world appeared before Meixue. It was as if he had walked through a long corridor of time, witnessing the process of a world being born from nothing.

The fundamental rules of earth, water, fire, and wind were all displayed before him and combined one by one, ultimately forming the small world before his eyes.

This process contained the most profound laws of the universe, the most precious legacy left by the deceased Dragon of the Celestial Candle for his little lover.

When Mengmeng brought Meixue to the center of this land, where the Dragon of the Celestial Candle once slept, Meixue saw a beautiful lake.

In the slowly swirling milky white mist, a huge stone stele rose from the ground, with countless milky white light points dancing around it, like graceful maidens, pleasing to the eye.

Meixue stood on the lake, the milky white mist naturally appearing under his feet, allowing him to walk effortlessly on the water.

The lake was not static; waves with white edges continuously and endlessly surged towards the smooth, fine shore, one after another, making a crisp splashing sound.

The world was indescribably quiet and serene, tranquil and harmonious.

Beside the huge stone stele that reached into the clouds, there were three other stone steles.

On the first stone stele was the image of a happy little fox, carved vividly with even the fur on its tail clearly visible. It was the little guy Meixue had adopted, the lively and mischievous Xiaojiu.

The second stone stele was slightly darker, with an aura of killing that could not be dispelled. In a vortex-like pattern, a silver short sword was faintly visible, emitting a cold, sharp edge.

The third stone stele was the newest, appearing blood-red, with the surrounding lake water also dyed red. A powerful vital force rose to the sky, making it the most prominent of the three stone steles.

Of course, these three stone steles were too small compared to the huge stone stele in the center of the lake. Meixue could not even see the top of the huge stone stele, which had already exceeded his observable limit.

"Meixue, this will be our home from now on," Mengmeng said, standing on Meixue's shoulder and leading him to a small piece of land at the base of the huge stone stele.

This land was the only land in the lake, the only place where flowers bloomed and trees provided shade. Although it was only a few hundred meters in size, it gathered the most spiritual energy in this small world, with nine-tenths of the spiritual energy concentrated in this land and the surrounding lake.

Against the ancient huge stone stele, a small wooden house appeared in Meixue's field of vision. In front of the wooden house were two bodhi trees several meters tall, cool and quiet. The low branches of the bodhi trees hung with countless small yellow flower clusters, and with each breath, the fragrance permeated the lungs, making one feel refreshed and free from烦恼.

"These are young Sala trees. Meixue, you can cultivate here in the future, which can increase your divine sense and restore your energy," Mengmeng briefly introduced the origin of these two trees to Meixue, but she forgot to tell him how miraculous these trees were.

Even in the ancient world, these were unique celestial treasures, magical trees that were transformed by the power of a sage during enlightenment. Without the power of the newly created world, the Sala trees would never have appeared again.

Although they were still young saplings, the potential of the Sala trees was infinite. This was the gift left by the Dragon of the Celestial Candle for Meixue, a treasure that she instructed Mengmeng to create first when evolving the world.

For the current Meixue, the Sala trees were the most suitable treasure, surpassing any other powerful magical tools. Because no matter how powerful a magical tool was, it was still an external object, but the Sala trees could grow with Meixue and provide him with a continuous supply of spiritual energy.

With the Sala trees, even if Meixue was not in this world, he could still receive the support of the spiritual energy from the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*.

At the same time, Meixue's mind would be protected by the Sala trees, making him immune to all attacks on the soul. Even the "Enchantment" cast by a fully transformed golden-haired, jade-faced nine-tailed fox could not surpass the protection of the Sala trees.

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