After transmigrating, she became the most beloved beast in the world.

Chapter 175 Dragon Abyss, Dragon Distance

After calming the group down, Chu Xinyao quickly entered the hall. As she had just seen, everything before her was magnificent and extremely luxurious.

Inside the palace, every inch of space exudes a breathtaking atmosphere of luxury.

The towering dome is inlaid with countless dazzling gems, which shimmer with a mesmerizing luster under the soft light, like stars fallen from the night sky, cleverly set in this world.

Golden silk draperies hung down from the dome like a golden waterfall, flowing through every corner of the palace.

These draperies are not ordinary fabrics; they are as light and thin as cicada wings, and as they sway gently, they add a hazy beauty to the entire palace.

Chu Xinyao's gaze was drawn to the throne directly in front of her.

It was a huge golden throne, carved with intricate animal patterns. Every line was so lifelike that it seemed as if the mythical beasts might leap off the throne at any moment to protect this sacred land.

Each armrest of the throne is inlaid with a huge luminous pearl, emitting a soft light that illuminates everything around the throne.

Behind the throne is a huge mural, with a golden dragon coiled in the center of the painting. The huge dragon's body is winding and twisting, as if it might break through the wall at any moment.

The dragon's scales are depicted with exquisite detail, each shimmering with a metallic luster, as if forged from real gold.

The dragon's eyes are the most breathtaking part of the entire mural. Painted with a special pigment, they emit a faint blue glow, like two living gems.

The dragon's eye exuded an ancient aura, as if it could see through all the illusions of the world. Its head was slightly lowered, its gaze seemingly fixed on the throne, guarding the peace of this land.

Chu Xinyao stood before the throne, gazing at the mural for a long time.

Just as she was immersed in the painting, the luminous pearl on the throne suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire palace.

At the same time, a pleasant male voice rang out:

“The mural depicts my dragon ancestors.”

Chu Xinyao was startled and looked around: "The City Lord of Holy City?"

"It is I." A golden figure appeared and slowly materialized on the throne.

She held her breath and looked at the person who had come.

The person appearing on the throne was a man's back view.

He had long, golden hair that cascaded down his head like flowing sunlight, reaching all the way to his waist. Each strand shimmered with a soft sheen, exuding a natural elegance.

His hair swayed gently, rising and falling with the light of the luminous pearl, like golden waves dancing in the air.

He slowly turned his head so that Chu Xinyao could see his face clearly.

He had a high, straight nose with well-defined lines, and deep eyes as unfathomable as two still lakes. His lips were slightly upturned, carrying a faint smile, exuding both the composure of a king and an air of elusive mystery.

He wore a long golden robe, woven with gold thread and embroidered with intricate dragon patterns. The edges of the robe were trimmed with a band of soft, fluffy white fur, adding to its luxurious and noble appearance.

"Lord of the Holy City, hello, I am Chu Xinyao."

"I know you, Goddess of Childbirth." The man slightly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across Chu Xinyao's face like a sharp sword. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he could see through people's hearts.

However, at that very moment, Chu Xinyao clearly saw a flash of shock in the man's lake-blue eyes. His gaze froze instantly, as if frozen in that moment by some invisible force.

"Are you the Goddess Who Sends Off Babies?" The man's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"Yes." Chu Xinyao nodded.

"No, that's not right!" The man's gaze was fixed on Chu Xinyao's face, as if he were searching for something.

A flicker of confusion crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by a complex emotion. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

"Ting, Sister Ting!" The man's voice suddenly became urgent, as if years of suppressed emotions were erupting at this moment.

His eyes were filled with surprise and bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He knows Sister Ting!

Chu Xinyao was startled. How could someone know Sister Ting?

[Sister Ting, who is this person?]

Unfortunately, Long Tingting was still asleep and did not respond to her.

When he saw Chu Xinyao take a step back, a look of panic flashed in the man's eyes. He stood up, took a step toward Chu Xinyao, but then stopped.

"Sister Ting...is it really you?" The man's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of sob in his voice.

His gaze was fixed intently on Chu Xinyao, as if confirming something. His eyes were filled with anticipation, yet also tinged with unease, as if afraid that his expectations would ultimately be dashed.

"I, I am not Long Tingting."

Chu Xinyao felt a little scared under his gaze. Moreover, he knew about her biggest secret.

Little did he know that her words were like an atomic bomb exploding in Long Yuan's ears.

A golden hurricane swept in instantly, and before Chu Xinyao could react, Long Yuan held her tightly.

His movements were swift, as if he wanted to merge Chu Xinyao into his own body. "Sister Ting, Sister Ting, it really is you, it's me, Xiao Yuan!"

"Ah!" Long Yuan's sudden movement startled Chu Xinyao. Her heart clenched, almost leaping out of her throat.

She tried to push Long Yuan away, but his strength was too great, and she couldn't break free at all.

Upon hearing Chu Xinyao's exclamation, the three people outside the door, including She Mo, immediately attacked, knocking out the guards and flashing to Chu Xinyao's side.

"Yao Yao!"

"Little female!"

"Yao, who are you? Let her go!"

Caught off guard, Long Yuan was knocked away by the three of them working together.

The golden figure drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily into the wall not far away.

The air inside the palace froze instantly, and a powerful shockwave spread through the air, as if the entire palace was trembling slightly at that moment.

"Yao, are you alright?" She Mo's voice was gentle as he stared intently at Chu Xinyao, trying to read something from her eyes.

Chu Xinyao shook her head slightly, "I'm fine... it's just that he seems to have mistaken me for someone else."

"Cough cough," Long Yuan was not in good spirits after being struck by three of the strongest ninth-tier experts. But upon hearing Chu Xinyao say he had mistaken someone for someone else, he immediately denied it:

"I haven't mistaken you for someone else, Sister Ting. I'm your younger brother, Xiao Yuan! My appearance has changed, but I really am Xiao Yuan!"

……

Xiao Yuan?

Sister Ting's younger brother!

Upon hearing these words, Chu Xinyao quickly pulled back Hu Xiao, who was impulsively about to deliver another punch.

"Wait, wait. You said you're Sister Ting's brother?"