Myth Beyond Heaven



In the distant west of the Divine Realm, on a barren and lifeless planet.

A woman stood calmly under the raging torrent of rain that seemingly wanted to wash everything away from the world. Her white robe was stained with mud, and the paper umbrella in her hand could barely protect her from the rain. She seemed to be in his posture for a very long time.

This world was desolate and silent, so no one would disturb them. Time silently flowed by, and he did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps it had been a few hours, a few days, or perhaps it had been a few years...

At this moment, an old man with a bamboo hat on his head walked over. The bamboo basket on his back was full of fresh bamboo shoots, it was difficult to believe that this lifeless star could still produce a plant.

The old man was taken aback when he saw the woman. Out of kindness, he said gently. "Girl, why are you standing there? Are you not afraid of catching a cold?"

The woman didn't reply nor move from the spot.

The old man thought that she didn't hear him. He walked toward her and said again. "Girl…"

Suddenly, the woman turned her head to look at the old man. Her eyes were fully closed as she said. "Are you a native here?"

The old man looked at the woman's face strangely and thought she was blind. He sighed softly. "Poor girl… Yes, I've been living here for all my life."

He pointed at the distance ahead and asked. "Why don't you come with me to the village? It would be a long time before the rain stopped. It's not good for you to stand here. Come, come."

The old man said nothing further and walked away, beckoning the woman to follow.

The woman didn't refuse. She calmly followed the old man into the curtain of rain.

"Be careful. The road here is not good." The old man said kindly, as he was afraid the woman would trip. "By the way, are you from the city?"

The woman replied calmly. "No."

Hearing this, the old man didn't inquire further. The two continued to walk for fifteen minutes and gradually arrived at a small village with around fifty households.

"You're back, Grandpa Yi." A young boy playing in the rain immediately greeted the old man with a bright, innocent smile.

"Why are you playing with the rain again, Er Gu? Go, go inside quickly." The old man scolded and waved his hand, urging the little boy to go back to his house.

"Hehe." The little boy, Er Gu, laughed embarrassingly and quickly slipped into his house nearby.

"This child." The old man shook his head with a smile. It seemed he was familiar with the boy's playful side.

He didn't notice that the moment the little boy shouted, the woman's hand that was holding the umbrella shook uncontrollably. Especially when she looked at the boy carefully.

The old man turned to look at the woman and said. "Do you want to come to my house first?"

The woman returned to her sense and nodded.

"Alright." The old man smiled kindly and led the woman to his house at the end of the street.

After entering the simple-built hut, the old man went to lit up a fireplace and invited the woman to sit down. "Come. Sit here first. The condition of my house is a bit shabby. I hope you don't mind."

The woman put the umbrella away and sat beside the fireplace without saying anything.

Seeing this, the old man went to the kitchen at the back of the hut and came back with a small kettle. He put the kettle beside the fireplace and said. "Please wait for a while. The boiled water will be ready soon."

The woman turned to face the old man and asked. "What's your name?"

The old man didn't mind the woman's impolite way of asking. He replied with a smile. "My name is Yi. You can call me Grandpa Yi if you don't mind."

"No surname?" The woman asked.

The old man, Grandpa Yi, shook his head and sighed sadly. "Everyone in this village has no surname. It said that our ancestors had offended a big shot in the past and were punished by cutting the surnames."

The woman went silent for a long while and asked. "How long have you been here?"

Grandpa Yi grabbed a knife nearby and slowly shaped the bamboo shoots. "I don't know. I am seventy this year, and we have been living in this village since I can remember."

"By the way, can you tell me your name, girl? If you don't mind."

"Qingxuan," The woman replied calmly. "My name is Long Qingxuan."

"Long Qingxuan… What a beautiful name." Grandpa Yi said with a smile.

The woman, Long Qingxuan, calmly looked at Grandpa Yi cutting the bamboo shoots without a word.

Time passed very quickly. At this moment, Grandpa Yi finished processing the bamboo shoots and put them in a wooden bucket nearby before bringing them into the kitchen. "The rain probably won't stop until the morning. You can stay here first if you don't have to go. I'll cook something in a while."

Long Qingxuan replied softly. "Thank you."

As she spoke, she got up and walked to the window. Her Divine Sense quickly spread out and covered the entire village as well as the vast area nearby.

Since she departed from the Azure World, she tried to search for the remnant of the Dragon God Clan all over the Divine Realm. Later, she remembered the place where her father took her to see it when she was young, and that place was here, the barren and inconspicuous lower realm planet.

When she first arrived, she searched the entire planet but ended up with disappointment. There was no one related to the Dragon God Clan here.

However, she didn't expect to find them here in a small village. Everyone here was no different from a mortal, but when the boy named Er Gu was soaked in the rain earlier, Long Qingxuan could feel a trace of a bloodline connection. Without a doubt, they were the remnants of the Dragon God Clan!

As far as she could remember, her father once talked about his younger brother, who was exiled from the clan. If she guessed correctly, everyone here should be his descendants…