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At that moment, a kind of trembling feeling enveloped the whole body, causing Yunxuan to even feel a bit of loss of balance.
When she regained consciousness, she felt her body shrinking continuously, as if time was flowing backwards, until she became the size of a baby. She tried to open her tiny, blurry eyes, and the world in front of her became a blurry light and shadow.
"What's going on with this time travel again?" Yunxuan wondered, feeling somewhat uneasy as she contemplated Tang San's current situation. "If it's the same as the description in 'Douluo Continent,' he should have been born by now."
Just as she was thinking this, a pair of gentle arms suddenly lifted her up. In that moment, Yunxuan felt a profound motherly love, which slightly calmed her emotions.
" Xiao Juna, you're awake," the voice was warm like a spring breeze, but carried an imperceptible weariness.
Yunxuan turned to see a woman with a kind face, her eyes shining with affection. Looking around, it was a spacious and tidy room with simple yet practical furniture. Several pots of blooming flowers sat by the window, emitting a faint fragrance.
In front of the French window, the elegant curtains gently sway, like the hem of a fairy's dress. Beside it, a burly man is teasing her, his laughter filled with endless joy and warmth.
He has short hair and is wearing simple home clothes, with a kind smile on his face. Yunxuan suddenly felt a sense of peace, at least this time, she crossed into what seemed like a warm and harmonious family.
Anyway, just don't let it be another situation where her parents were killed and she has to seek revenge in a blood feud.
"Just this time, who have I become again?" Yunxuan wondered to herself.
The mother placed her in the cradle and hummed a lullaby gently. The cradle swayed in the soft light, creating a peaceful scene. At that moment, Yunxuan couldn't help but think of Yunxian Sect, where everything was still vivid in her mind. The strong sense of duty and responsibility there had left her feeling breathless.
But here, in this brand new world, it seemed to offer her a chance for a fresh start.
"Tang San should be in Holy Soul Village, I'll go find him when I'm older. If he's not there, I can go to Nodding City and look for him at the Novice Soul Master Academy. After all, there should be some trace of him there," Yunxuan calculated in her heart.
Just then, a bell suddenly rang, and the mother put down her work and walked to the door to open a delicate purple wooden box. Inside the box was a pendant, engraved with a badge symbolizing the honor of the family.
" Xiao Juna, this is your phoenix pendant. You were born into Nirvana Phoenix clan, you are the new life of our family. You will bear the glory and mission of the family," said the mother gently, while hanging the pendant above the cradle.
Yunxuan felt a shock in her heart. It turned out that this time, she not only traveled through time, but also became a member of this noble beast soul weapon family. She felt a new responsibility and expectation pressing on her shoulders again, but also a hint of excitement different from before.
"It seems that this identity is really not simple. In that case, I will just live my life to the fullest," Yunxuan thought.
On the other hand, Tang San, unlike Yunxuan, did not appear in a natural environment. He found himself placed in a carefully crafted cradle, surrounded by brocade and velvet, with a faint fragrance in the air.
Tang San opened his eyes, filled with confusion. He should have been a baby, yet he was clear-minded. What puzzled him was why he would appear in such a place.
"Is this the Douluo Continent? Who is Yunxuan exactly? Why does she know to do this?" Tang San was filled with questions.
A warm feeling enveloped Tang San, as if he had fallen into a soft cotton. The pressure all over his body immediately eased, and he felt as if he had been squeezed by a huge force and then released again.
However, this situation did not last long, and the feeling of being wrapped in cloth spread throughout his body once more.
The surrounding space suddenly burst into a soft light, and Tang San realized that he was placed in a cradle. The halo of light shone on the blanket around the cradle, like a sacred ritual.
Any normal baby should be sleeping in the warmth of the cradle at this time, but Tang San opened his eyes, and his clear, thoughtful eyes were like a tranquil lake.
"The idea of crossing over is indeed amazing, but the matter of the Soul-devouring Pill..." Tang San thought to himself, feeling a surge of anger at the thought of being forcibly fed the Soul-devouring Pill. His small hands clenched slightly, and purple patterns appeared on his skin, as if hiding a great power.
Not far away, a door slowly opened, and a woman in a blue robe walked in, carrying a plate of food. She moved gracefully, and with each step, a small grass would sprout from the floor, as if walking in a lotus pond.
" Baby, are you awake?" The woman's face radiated maternal warmth as she looked at Tang San in the cradle.
Tang San felt someone approaching, and when his gaze met the woman's, it was as if an invisible current passed through the entire room.
He knew in his heart that this woman must be an extraordinary person, so he thought to himself, "Instead of dwelling on the past, it's better to think about how to deal with the future."
The woman saw Tang San's clear gaze and secretly marveled, "My son's eyes are so deep, his future achievements must be limitless."
Tang San began to consider, "If I meet Yunxuan again, I must inquire about the reasons behind all of this."
Just then, a voice suddenly broke the silence.
"We need to go, they're coming," a male voice pierced through the air, and then the heavy door was pushed open abruptly. It seemed as if a sense of urgency permeated the air.
Baby Tang San immediately felt something different as a pair of gentle yet anxious hands lifted him up. He could feel the trembling of these hands, clearly in a state of extreme nervousness.
Then, the cradle with Tang San was like a small boat in a storm, swaying and being carried away. Along the way, he occasionally heard explosions and intense battle sounds from behind. Burning, crashing, and various strange elements intertwined, making him feel dizzy in waves.
Then Tang San heard a voice, it was an extremely nauseating effeminate laughter. This voice was particularly extreme, like a dagger carved into the soul, making him deeply feel that if he heard it again, he would definitely be able to recognize who it was.
Amidst the chaos, he also vaguely heard some terms, such as "Soul Hall" and "what hammer." However, Tang San couldn't focus on listening because he was being held in the arms of that woman, and the extremely panicked situation made him feel very uncomfortable.
In the end, he couldn't bear the intense shaking sensation, almost feeling like he was going to throw up. Just then, he was suddenly put down. The woman, whom he thought of as "mom," looked at his face, tears falling and moistening his little face. Tang San reached out with his soft little hand, wanting to touch the woman.
"Son, in the future, you must rely on your father." The woman said tearfully, her voice filled with reluctance and determination.
The man's voice immediately sounded not far away, clearly, he was anxiously searching: "third younger sister, don't leave me behind!"
In that instant, time seemed to stop, the air congealed, filled with an indescribable heaviness. This was followed by a burst of fighting, but it quickly ended. Then, the man hurried over, tightly embracing the child, picking up the fallen grass, and quickly fleeing from there. His gaze was resolute, yet also carried an imperceptible sorrow.
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