Chapter 4: Phoenix Body, Dragon Destiny

Appearing out of nowhere?

"Father, mother, listen to me."

So, Shen Qingquan used the old excuse: surviving a great disaster guarantees future blessings. She claimed that in her past life she had merit, that the immortal old woman had given her those because she had suffered so much, and that if she wanted more good things she would have to exchange merit for them, and so on.

In other words, she must do good deeds, save more people, and then she can obtain more.

After speaking, she felt uneasy; after all, it was so fanciful that father and mother didn't know whether to believe it.

"I told you, Qinger is blessed!"

Ning Shi was overjoyed to the point of tears and believed it outright—without a hint of doubt!

Shen Qingquan was a little stunned.

So easily, and it's already settled?

Then they both said, "Sir, do you still remember the strange omen that fell from the sky when Qinger was born?"

Shen Juancheng nodded, unaware that beneath his calm exterior a storm was already raging.

"What omen?" she asked, puzzled.

"When you were born, colored lights fell from the sky, phoenix‑like birds rose and circled for a long time without dispersing... This omen attracted a diviner, who prophesied that you were born destined for wealth and supreme phoenix brilliance, yet your life would be full of hardships and calamities... but if you survive those perils, you will attain great riches, high honor, and bring glory to the Manchu people..."

Ning Shi hesitated and did not finish the diviner's remaining words.

In fact, the diviner originally said, "This woman is a Ziwei Star descending to earth, with a phoenix body and a dragon destiny. She can govern the affairs of the world, pacify its chaos, clear the seas and calm the rivers, and bring the world into unity."

At that time, only Sir and the grandfather knew of this, and they were naturally shocked upon hearing it! When they later tried to ask the old Taoist, he had already vanished.

Back then they thought the old Taoist was babbling—talk of the world uniting, phoenix body and dragon destiny... Could he be prophesying that Qinger would become...?

Utterly absurd!

Later the grandfather instructed that today's incident be treated as if it never happened; they should act as if they never met the old Taoist nor heard his nonsense. Otherwise, if outsiders learned of it, Qinger would die without a place to be buried!

Knowing the gravity, they kept their mouths shut, and as she grew older, the matter gradually faded from memory.

Now, upon reflection, she suddenly feels... chilling.

Could this be the turning point the old Taoist spoke of?

Shen Qingquan saw the two deep in thought, waved at them, and said, "Mother? Father? What's wrong with you?"

They suddenly snapped back to attention, suppressing their astonishment, and said, "In short... your survival of great disaster must be Heaven's protection. Our Qinger is a blessed person."

"That's right, but Qinger... you must promise, for your father, that this matter, apart from us, must not be told to anyone else, not even your grandmother, okay?"

Shen Juancheng's expression turned unusually serious, "Qinger, you too. The fact that your elder sister possesses Divine Power, once it leaves this Guanyin Temple, you must keep it locked in your belly; no matter who asks, you must never speak of it! This matter should be known only to our family; do you understand?"

Shen Qingci naturally understood the seriousness, knelt down, and said, "I, as a daughter of the Shen clan, swear by our family honor that I will never tell anyone about my elder sister, even if I am killed, I will not utter a single word about her!"

Seeing the three of them, Shen Qingquan felt a warm current flow through her heart.

"Father, mother, rest assured, I know the gravity of this matter and will not let others know it."

She understood the principle of bearing the blame for a crime. Moreover, in this chaotic era where lives are as insignificant as grass,

Shen Juancheng, seeing this, finally felt at ease.

"Mother, let's eat first to replenish our strength. We've boiled all this Millet, we can eat it on the road. These are called bread, and here's some water..."

Listening to her explanations one by one, the two were quickly distracted, occasionally exclaiming in amazement.

Especially Shen Qingci, whose eyes sparkled even more.

These breads were milky‑scented, fluffy and sweet, almost as long as half an arm, thicker than a human forearm, and very hefty.

One bite was soft, sweet, and glutinous; for those who hadn't had a full meal in days, it was so delicious they almost wanted to swallow their tongues.

"Elder sister, what is this? It's so tasty!"

Shen Qingci devoured it ravenously,

several times nearly choking.

"Eat slower, and drink some water."

"Cough, I'm fine, elder sister, you eat too!"

"Okay." She watched with a pang of sorrow; the younger sister had always been pampered, with no worries about food or clothing, never before had she been so thrilled over a single piece of bread.

At that moment, a low whine came from beside them.

It was the younger brother who had awakened.

Shen Yuhuan had suffered a head injury and a broken leg; previously only simple treatment had been done, and although he is now awake, he remains very weak.

"Huan'er, slower, first drink some water."

"Mother, elder sister, younger sister... what about those beasts? I killed them!"

He said this with blood‑red eyes, trying to stand up, but was quickly restrained by several people.

"It's okay, they're already dead. Don't move for now; your injuries are severe..."

In an instant, the others explained the whole situation to him.

Learning that it was elder sister who dealt with them, he was shocked.

"Elder sister, you..."

"You forgot, I trained for several years with our martial arts master... you were reckless before, not studying properly, and now you regret it, right?"

"Elder sister, I'm sorry, I will definitely train hard from now on!"

The fifteen‑six‑year‑old boy looked pale yet resolute. After this ordeal, it was as if he had been reborn overnight, because he never wanted to experience that helplessness and despair again!

In these times, only by becoming strong can one protect one's family!

He grasped Sixth Sister's frail hand, his eyes slightly reddened.

Shen Qingci sensed his emotion, returned the grip, and the three of them clasped hands, giving each other strength.

"Alright, now that you're awake, rest properly. Here is some bread and water; I'll feed you a bit first..."

"Sister, where did this food come from?"

He was startled.

"I conjured it; you, Sister, I'm a deity."

She raised an eyebrow; in fact, regarding the Divine Power, she hadn't intended to hide it from Brother.

"I'll explain to you later."

But she didn't expect the silly younger brother, with a serious face, to say, "I already told you, Sister is a deity, but Mother still doesn't believe."

Ning Shi was at a loss between laughing and crying, and patted the silly son's head.

His son had been his sister's shadow since childhood, a bootlicker; whatever his sister said he believed, even if she claimed his sister was a fairy who descended from the nine heavens, this kid would probably grin stupidly with unabashed pride.

It wasn't only him; Ci Er also loved staying by Qinger's side, constantly chatting about Sister's affairs. What she is most proud of in this life is having given birth to these three children, and the three get along wonderfully, never having a spat.

Thinking of this, she instinctively placed her hand over her belly, a hint of hidden worry flashing in her eyes. In the end, it turned into resolve!

Her transformation was observed by Shen Qingquan.

Her eyes flickered slightly as she grasped her hand. Ning Shi was startled, then immediately smiled gently.

"Mother, go help your father."

Watching her frail silhouette, she clenched her fist in secret.

"Sister, this 'mantou' is really tasty… Sister also eats it."

"Sister has already eaten; here, Sister will bandage your wound."

She took out a Hemostatic Bandage, removed the torn cloth from his head, and looked at the gruesome wound, "For the next two days, don't make any big moves; if you feel dizziness or nausea, you must tell Sister immediately, okay?"

He nodded obediently; she reminded him a few more times, and also Sixth sister, planning to take her inside later to check her wound.

"Put this on."

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