Realm of the Night God - Chapter 13: The Power of Red Packets

The Phoenix Clan was once unmatched in power, revered and feared across the world. But when the greed of four great empires united, the clan was destroyed, forcing its survivors into hiding, saved only by the Phoenix’s final sacrifice. Its essence passed to an unborn child, Luis.Raised in a quiet village, Luis knows nothing of his heritage or the power hidden within him. As he trains to master his aura, mysterious signs begin to surface, hinting at the truth of his lineage. With enemies closing in, Luis must uncover the Phoenix’s legacy and embrace the power he never asked for.Their are 2 main power systemsAura: can be progressed through training, every human is capable of growing their aura stronger.Blessings: are powers given by creatures that rely on aura to be used and controlled. Blessings can only be obtained through mutual consent between creatures and humans. They can be passed through generations but their power diminished over generations.

Lu Chen had a dream, an incredibly long dream.. The dream world was familiar yet at the same time unfamiliar. Singer, actor, freelance writer, he actually went through three sections of different lives in a dream world! When he woke up, Lu Chen thus embarked on a bright road of becoming a perfect superstar!

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Of the ancient gods only one remained in the world. This god lived alone for thousands of years and no longer had any desires. Legend had it that during the great war between the worlds he used his powers to turn the tide managing to seal the cataclysmic rift bringing order back into the three realms. Time flew by and hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.

The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.