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Beast World: Rise to Power with the Offspring System

Chapter 1286 - 1284: The Heavenly Dao's Wager of Hearts

Author: Beast World: Rise to Power with the Offspring System
updatedAt: 2025-08-20

When Qing Linghuan heard that Sally had awakened, he hurried over to see her, "Are you really alright?"

Sally smiled and said, "I'm perfectly fine, why do you look so thin?"

"You gave me a scare." Qing Linghuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "…It's good that you're alright for now."

Qing Linghuan knew it must have been Xiaomei who had done something to wake her up.

For Xiaomei, if Sally was pregnant, nurturing the child would be her most important duty.

If Sally's slumber affected the child's development, she would forcibly wake Sally up.

The next day, Sally attended the full month banquet holding Little Ke'er.

The Heavenly Dao arrived.

When Sally saw him, she didn't say anything. At this moment, he was the Dao Sovereign, the master of the Beast World. It was also a blessing from the Heavenly Dao for him to conduct the ceremony for Little Ke'er.

The Heavenly Dao's gaze swept over Little Ke'er and finally landed on Sally's face, "Yanyan."

Sally nodded, "Thank you, Dao Sovereign."

The Heavenly Dao took Little Ke'er, declared to the heavens and earth, and performed the full month ceremony.

After the ceremony, he gave Little Ke'er a little storage bag for the full month gift, then handed the child to Zong Silu, and set down a barrier to speak with Sally alone.

"Yanyan, was it you who told the children that in your position you should seek its duty, exercise your rights and fulfill your responsibilities?"

"Yes." Sally looked up into his eyes and replied.

"Then, as I am in the position of the Heavenly Dao, doing things beneficial to the Beast World, is there any wrong?"

"None."

"Is it a sin for me to exercise the authority of the Heavenly Dao?"

"None."

"Then why do you want to punish me?"

"You, as the Heavenly Dao, are almost perfect and beyond reproach. This is also the reason you can stand here today."

"What if I were your partner then?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

"Yanyan, I am not… not destined for you alone!"

"What a coincidence, neither am I."

"You!" The Heavenly Dao's eyes flashed with shame and anger; he was just putting up a front, while she spoke the truth!

Sally was completely indifferent, "If you weren't the Heavenly Dao, do you think I would accept you? I do have an eye for beauty, but for me, it's just the icing on the cake, the essence is more important! And you are just the opposite."

"I should be grateful that I'm the Heavenly Dao, right?"

"That's right!"

"Yanyan, do you dare to gamble on another mundane relationship with me? If in the end, you still despise me, after I restore my divine position, I will never bother you again!"

"It's not about daring or not; I just disdain to toy with you."

"Whether it's a game or absurdity, let's gamble this once!" After speaking, the Heavenly Dao left.

Sally asked Xiaomei, [What does he mean by this?]

Xiaomei replied, [The Heavenly Dao probably wants to fall in love like Jun.]

Sally: [He's insane!]

Rumbling thunder sounded in the sky but soon faded away.

Jian appeared beside Sally, his expression first solemn, then he raised an eyebrow lightly, smiling at Sally, "The first tribulation of the Primordial Beast World, I didn't expect it to be the Heavenly Dao's Reincarnation Tribulation. Yanyan, you don't need to pay attention to him."

"A tribulation for the Primordial Beast World? But twelve thousand years is far from now!" Sally was surprised.

"It doesn't have to be exactly twelve thousand years; it could be two years, or three million years. On average, it's roughly twelve thousand years. Sometimes, as soon as one tribulation is over, the next one comes."

"What kind of tribulation?" Sally knew he was telling the truth because from ancient times to now, he didn't know how many tribulations he had lived through.

"Like in the God and Demon Period, there was a Fire Separation Tribulation followed by a Destructive Storm."

"Fire Separation Tribulation, Destructive Storm? Aren't these the secret techniques of the Fire and Wind Elements?"

"Secret techniques don't appear out of nowhere; they are passed down after such tribulations."

"The origin of Beast World civilization?"

"You could say that; the civilization of the Beast World is the legacy of its tribulations."

"What about the Heavenly Dao's Reincarnation Tribulation?" Sally looked up at the sudden arriving tribulation cloud in the sky.

Jian looked at her, his smile more radiant, "Why don't we just change a Heavenly Dao?"

"That's nonsense too." Sally rolled her eyes at him, "Let's entertain the guests first."

...

After Little Ke'er's full month ceremony, everything seemed to return to calm.

But the lingering tribulation cloud in the sky warned that the Primordial Beast World was in the midst of a tribulation, with a vague unrest brewing underneath.

Little Xinxin said to Sally, "Mother, my father is not at the Huang River."

"I know." Sally hugged Little Xinxin.

This Reincarnation Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao was forcing her to make a choice. That was what she disliked most about him; he never spoke straightforwardly, always playing tricks to set traps and force people into the game.

[Host, will you go to help Heavenly Dao dissolve the tribulation?] Xiaomei asked.

Sally held Little Xinxin, resting her chin on his head, "Do you like father?"

Little Xinxin replied, "To Little Xinxin, he is the best father. Father's room always has a Heavenly Dao restriction; we can't enter, and neither can Sister Mi Qi. But Little Meimei's Formless Body is special; no barrier or seal can stop her."

Sally didn't know, "An upgraded version of Little Miqi?"

"Yes, mother, can you forgive father?" Little Xinxin pleaded.

"Mother and your father just have some disagreements on certain choices, nothing more than normal arguments." Sally took out two lollipops from the System Space and gave him one, "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet." Little Xinxin replied with a faint smile on his face.

Sally also had one, "Don't worry, mother will resolve it soon."

"Really?"

"Yes, mother promises." Sally smiled and said, "As a member of the Divine Clan, we have a very long life, so if there are disagreements, they would also last a long time."

"If it's a good thing, it will be long-lasting and enjoyable. But if there's conflict, it's better to resolve it quickly, right, mother?"

"Our Little Xinxin is right." Sally kissed his little face.

As parents, letting their children feel uneasy and panic would be a failure.

Sally summoned Jian.

Jian knew what she was going to do and touched her belly, "What does Xiaomei say?"

"She can help me block it for ten days; any longer and she'll pull my soul back." Sally reached up to touch his face and hugged him, "Jian, I like you."

"Hmm?" Jian was first surprised, then he shifted his usual casual attitude into extreme gentleness and affection, "Why the sudden confession?"

"Just daily sweet talk, hehe~ Do you love to hear it?" Sally blinked her eyes.

Jian lowered his head and kissed her lips, "I love you!"

In Jian's kiss, Sally slowly closed her eyes and fell into his arms...

"Xiaomei, only ten days, not one second more."

[Yes.]

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Ancient Gods and Demons.

Human Realm, Da Yao Country.

Duke Song Mansion.

In the spacious pavilion by Moon Lake, Song Zhuo lay lazily on a sandalwood long chair, clad in a moon-white robe of plain brocade.

His ink-black long hair flowed like a waterfall, long eyebrows extending into his temples, phoenix eyes like ink dots reflecting the candlelight within the pavilion, cold and piercing.

Between his sculpted fingers, he held a sealed letter with a wax seal, and by his side, a beast-patterned tea kettle emitted white steam from the black iron kettle.

A breeze blew through.

Ripples danced on the water, the new moon was absent, and stars vied to shine, falling across the lake.

Song Zhuo's thin lips twisted into a cold arc, tossing the letter into the tea kettle, where the flames quickly consumed it, leaving no trace.

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