Many descendants

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The realm of gods, Mount Qilin.

The homeland of the auspicious mythical beast, the Qilin clan.

Here, the mountain is surrounded by terraces and pavilions, bathed in the bright sunlight and moonlight. The rich spiritual energy liquefies into a divine spring, where precious clouds and jewels irrigate the mountains, rivers, rare flowers, and exotic trees. Rare birds and auspicious beasts can be seen everywhere.

In the distance, wisps of divine mist shroud the sky, where magnificent and auspicious palaces gleam in the air.

Little Twelve lay by the sacred spring, looking somewhat dejected.

The initial excitement of arriving here has worn off, and now he longs to go home all the time, to be back with his parents, his many brothers and sisters... and to give them all the gifts he has prepared.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a smiling face approached Xiao Twelve. "What's wrong, Xiao Yunrui?"

Little Twelve lay by the sacred spring, looking back at the man. He seemed familiar, but couldn't quite place him. "Who is Uncle?"

"Have you forgotten Uncle Jiang?" the middle-aged man laughed.

Little Twelve thought for a moment, but still couldn't remember. However, Qilin Mountain was a place only the Qilin clan could stay in. So, he must be either a member of the Qilin clan or a distinguished guest.

"Uncle Jiang, I miss my mother. All my brothers and sisters are taking the monthly exam, and I want to take it too. Why doesn't my mother call me?"

"Can your mother summon you?"

"Yes."

"I'm afraid that won't work. Divine beasts that ascend to the God Realm are subject to the rules of the God Realm. But if you really miss your mother, you can write a letter. The third God War is about to begin, and this time, your second uncle, Jing, who guided you to the upper realm, will be participating. He can help you take her down."

"Second Uncle Jing?"

"Yes. In the second battle of the gods, the new gods from the God Realm were killed by the evil divine beast Bashe from the Asura Realm. They lost one battle. In the third battle, the God Realm must ensure victory, and the later your mother's identity is revealed, the better. Also, we need to inform your mother about the situation in the God Realm. Do you know how to find your mother?"

"My mother is usually in the Beast World 9908 Continent, either in the East or West District."

"Alright, you write the letter first. Your second uncle, Jing, will be heading to the border battlefield soon."

"I'll write now." Little Twelve started writing.

Just as he was writing, a divine light flew out from the palace shrouded in mist, heading towards Little Twelve.

Upon seeing this, the man raised his hand and created a concealment array, hiding him and Little Twelve.

Little Twelve wrote very carefully.

After she finished writing, before she could even put the letter in an envelope, the middle-aged man took it away, saying, "I'll go give it to your Uncle Jing right now."

"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Jiang." Little Twelve bowed politely to him.

The other party, however, hurriedly transformed into a beam of divine light and departed.

Little Twelve tilted his head. "Looks like I was writing too slowly. Oh dear~ I forgot to ask him to bring the gift along."

He immediately took flight and called out, "Uncle Jiang, wait a minute—"

A beam of divine light in the sky blocked Little Twelve's path.

The light revealed a beautiful goddess, dressed in a red dress that accentuated her alluring figure. "Little Yunrui is here. The Ancestor said that the God Realm has been quite turbulent lately, and he wants you to go into seclusion with him."

Little Twelve looked at the newcomer and greeted her affectionately, "Hello, Sister Rose. I'm not in seclusion. I'm looking for Uncle Jiang."

"Senior Brother Jiang? He has already gone to the border of the Sky Star with Second Senior Brother Jing."

"Oh." Little Twelve looked down at the small storage bag hanging around her neck. "Never mind, I'll give her a gift next time. I'll wait until Mother gives birth to my little sister."

"What did you say?"

“My mother is pregnant, and I think it’s a little girl.”

"Wow~ Your mom is amazing! Is she a Qilin too?"

"Not my father's offspring."

"Whose is that?"

"It should belong to Uncle Qing."

Rose, carrying Little Twelve, flew towards the palace.