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The practitioner of all paths, the saint calls upon her Titan.

no respond.

"What... happened to Him?"

Qiong cautiously pointed at the fire and asked.

Will my Dao heart be shattered by the Anywhere Door?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that bad, since it's a Titan of creation.

Janus has fallen asleep.

Tirispyos's expression was somewhat subtle. She stretched out her fair and slender hands and gently took the ball of blue-gold flame into her palms:

"Thank you, and... sleep well, sweet dreams, see you tomorrow."

"Did He willingly give you the fire?"

Qiong walked up to Tirispius and looked at the spark that seemed to have changed, yet remained motionless.

"Yes, but to possess the power of the Gate, one must undergo divine trials and prove one's will."

Tirispius gazed into the eyes of the fire, determined to remain steadfast.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's refine it quickly."

"Refine...?"

Tirispius repeated the word in surprise.

"Oh dear, no matter what words he uses, this guy just talks nonsense all the time."

March 7th waved his hand and complained, then stomped his foot in frustration.

"Sigh, I forgot again that she can't hear me."

"How can you call this nonsense? You've read cultivation novels on Immortal Ship, haven't you?"

Qiong took the camera from March 7 and took several close-up photos of the fire seed.

"Isn't the Fire Seed just like the legacy left behind by a powerful cultivator? Even if I give it to you, you still have to prove that you can control this power."

"Hmm, now that you mention it, it does seem so."

On March 7th, he scratched his head.

"It's similar to the strange fire in your previous novel."

When Qiong was on Xianzhou, he suddenly had a whim to experience what it was like to be a plagiarist, so he moved "Battle Through the Heavens" to Xianzhou and the interstellar network.

Let netizens experience a nostalgic version of the "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" annulment romance.

Fans on Xianzhou Island felt the time was too short.

It would take three hundred years for the river to flow east and thirty years for it to flow west to flow west, to be appropriate.

Despite not understanding a word Kyō's words, Tirispyos's suspicions about Kyō's origins grew stronger.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

"Then I'll begin."

"I'll help you."

"Eh?"

Tirispius paused for a moment, then revealed a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Qiong, but this is a step that only I can take."

"Not necessarily."

Qiong smiled and took out the singer's microphone from the system space.

Although the core of the Gatefire could not be viewed using the Ether editor, the surface information was enough for Qiong, who had communicated with the little bird in a deep and shallow way and even served as a Harmonious Messenger, to see some clues.

The term "gateway" is somewhat similar in meaning to "harmony".

I just happened to have drawn a five-star badge from the Diva series.

"Ready? Then let's begin!"

"I will use countless dreams to prop up countless oars?"

"With courage and wisdom as my oars, I'll row my moon boat towards the distance?"

My father once said...

The song itself is not important; what matters is the harmonious power it embodies.

"This……"

A cheerful and ethereal song drifted by, and Tirispius, sensing the ripples of the flame, slightly widened her eyes.

It actually worked!

"Let's get started!"

On March 7th, I retrieved the camera, found a suitable angle, and prepared to start continuous shooting.

We must record the initiation of the first fire-chasing event in human history.

Although she couldn't hear March 7th's words, Tirispyos knew to seize the opportunity presented by the dome.

"The majestic twelve Titans, the pillars supporting the world."

She clasped her slender, white hands together and pressed the flame to her chest in a prayerful gesture.

It appears that some kind of ritual is taking place.

"In the name of the three phases of destiny, I hereby seek divinity to mend the cracks in the world..."

As she made her vow, the teardrop-shaped flame in her arms seemed to be rekindled, its light suddenly intensifying and its movements becoming even more vibrant.

Deep within the flame, the symbol, seemingly formed from sacred golden blood, shone brightly.

An identical rune is being imprinted from nothing within the fire.

This process lasted for about ten minutes before the imprinting of the Fire Seed Rune was finally completed.

This was thanks to Qiong's help for more than ten minutes; otherwise, the time would have been at least three to five times longer.

Moreover, ten minutes outside is an even longer time for Tirispius, who is undergoing a divine trial on a spiritual level.

"It seems the refining process went quite smoothly."

Qiong curiously examined the fire seed rune that had never experienced any lag.

Almost the instant Qiong finished speaking, the Saintess's clear and noble voice rang out.

"After traversing the myriad gates of Janus, I will—ride the west wind, spread my wings and journey far away."

The gateway runes merged into Tirispius's body.

Her curly hair, resembling molten gold melting in fire, cascaded down to her ankles, and as it swayed, it seemed as if countless fiery mulberry flowers were blooming at the tips of her hair.

The pointed, elfin ears appeared even more exquisite and translucent under the moonlight, and the skin shone with a warm, jade-like luster.

The elegant off-shoulder dress, made of a light and airy fabric, looked like a goddess from mythology, bathed in the bright moonlight and the flowing aurora borealis, making her appear divine and otherworldly.

A pair of wings, shimmering with a sacred silver light, suddenly unfolded behind her, bringing with them sparkling starlight.

She succeeded!

On March 7th, I pressed the shutter to capture this historic moment, this breathtakingly beautiful scene, forever.

She cheered and was about to run over to celebrate.

"No, it's not over yet."

Qiong's brows twitched slightly.

Just as Tirispeius passed the divine trial and transformed from a human into a demigod.

Click!

It sounded like porcelain shattering on the ground, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across her delicate, white jade-like body.

"What happened? She...she's broken!"

On March 7th, his expression suddenly changed, filled with fear, anxiety, and worry.

"It's okay."

Before Qiong could even ask a question, Tirispius opened her eyes first and began to comfort him.

The shattered pieces fell off Tirispyos's body and became another Tirispyos.

Her hair was still as red as flames, her clothes as white as clouds, and her expression as poetic as poetry. She was serene and elegant, with only minor differences in her hairstyle and accessories compared to her original appearance.

"Shattered into a thousand pieces, this is 'our' fate, and the price of embracing divinity."

The two Tirispians spoke in unison.

"Tibo?"

Qiong's eyes gleamed.

Her signature headdress was exactly the same as the Tibo doll on the table in Tirispius's room.

"Wouldn't that mean I suddenly have a thousand more good friends?"

As usual, he spoke in a nonchalant manner, and just as the two Tirispyos were about to respond with a smile, they saw that Sora had once again transformed into Jerry.

Then, it jumped up and quickly picked up the fragments that had fallen from Tirispyos's body, and then pieced them back together on its body like building blocks.

"Qiong, what's wrong with you...?"

"I can't just watch you shatter into a thousand pieces right before my eyes and do nothing, can I?"

It was rare for Qiong to speak while in Jerry's form.

then.

Auto-battle, activated!

The brown mouse's eyes instantly became clear and bright.

When it saw that Tirispeius was broken, it was so frightened that its fur stood on end and it jumped up high on the spot.

[Jerry, can you help me? My friend's injured, can you help me fight this?]

Hearing Qiong's words, Little Jerry breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest with his little paws, and made a "leave it to me" gesture.

Tom often breaks into pieces.

Amidst the astonishment of Tibbo and Tirispius, and the bewildered gaze of March 7th, Jerry quickly transforms into a puzzle-solving expert.

With lightning speed, it can pick up any fragments that fall from its body and put them back in place with incredible precision.

The little tail can also be used as a ruler to measure angles.

At first, only a few fragments fell sporadically, which Jerry handled with ease.

Gradually, fragments began to peel off in groups of a dozen or more at the same time.

Jerry was frantically trying to work, his little paws flailing about, cartoonish beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, his little chest heaving as he began to pant.

Finally, Tirispeius's strange state of fragmentation came to an end.

but……

There are still eight pieces that couldn't be pieced back together.

That fragment has transformed into a red-haired beauty identical to Tirispios herself.

They all stared in disbelief at the little mouse that was lying exhausted on the ground, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out.

Thanks! I'll treat you to cheese next time, the kind that's all you can eat.

Sensing Jerry's fatigue, Qiong ended the auto-battle.

【Uh-huh!】

Jerry was nodding his little head frantically backstage.

After Qiong deactivated Jerry's transformation, the physical exhaustion left him panting heavily.