Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 672 Her name is Qin Youyou

Just as Lan Ze was about to leap into the air, a figure beside him was faster than him!

Xuanming transformed into a streak of light, becoming the first to soar into the sky. He arrived directly in front of Qin Youyou, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center, and said with a touch of pride, "I was the first one up here!"

Qin Youyou looked at her companions from the Second Heaven who were flying in right behind her and couldn't help but smile.

Xuanming looked at Qin Youyou in front of him, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Two years ago, he thought she was just an ordinary person from the subcontinent with some special opportunities.

Back then, he considered himself a chosen one of heaven and didn't take her seriously. As for opportunities, who hasn't had them? Didn't he himself receive a dream from a dragon, shouldering the mission of fighting against the Star Clan?

But later, Qin Youyou's actions far exceeded his expectations. Now, standing here, her demeanor is completely different from before. She has shed her naivety and innocence, and her eyes are filled with the composure and tranquility that comes with the passage of time.

Fortunately, when she looked at them, there was still a smile in her eyes.

How lucky I am to be her friend.

Xuanming raised his hand and lightly punched Qin Youyou on the shoulder, his tone sarcastic: "Alas, Heaven is unjust. Why was Ming born when Youyou was born?"

Qin Youyou raised an eyebrow, almost spitting out her drink.

But with so many people watching, she has to maintain her image.

Xuanming then said, "But I am convinced, completely convinced. You are the true chosen one of heaven."

Qin Youyou's lips twitched twice more.

In Wujiu City, Old Huang of the Heavenly Dao suddenly shuddered, crawled out of the Crime Management Bureau in a panic, and came to pay his respects with his four paws kicking wildly.

Before even getting close to Qin Youyou, it transformed into its original form as a big yellow dog, baring its teeth at Xuanming: "Bullshit! How could I possibly give birth to her!"

Xuanming: "Huh? Where did this old dog come from?"

The old dog, enraged, barked in its native tongue at him: "Woof woof woof woof woof!"

Having regained her memories, Qin Youyou's expression was complex: "It is the Heavenly Dao..."

Heaven, the Way of Heaven?

Xuanming then realized what he had just said, and then looked at the Heavenly Dao's snarling, dog-like appearance...

He stared in disbelief, his gaze shifting back and forth between the dog and Qin Youyou. His mind raced, trying to figure out how to save his life. Finally, in a moment of inspiration, he rolled his eyes and "fainted."

The person fell straight down from the sky and landed on the ground of Wujiu City with a "thud," and was dragged away by Wei Ji, Qin Youyou's uncle who was on duty that day, with a helpless look on his face.

Wei Ji complained as he dragged it away, "Hurry up and drag it away, it's just making a mess and delaying my trip upstairs to talk to Youyou..."

Big Yellow lay on the cloud, its airplane ears twitching: "Master..."

Over the years, it has watched its master grow and mature, but it dares not say or do anything.

When the Star Clan invaded this plane, it was powerless to protect it; when the Temple of Holy Light committed atrocities, it did not unleash divine punishment.

At this moment, it lay prostrate on the ground, fearing that its master would punish it.

When it saw its owner push everyone aside and approach it, Da Huang's body visibly trembled.

Its head hung even lower, almost buried in its front paws, as if awaiting final judgment and punishment.

However, the expected rebuke did not come.

A warm hand gently landed on its fluffy head.

The action is as it was eons ago.

Back then, it was just a little yellow dog that liked to follow her around wagging its tail.

Feeling a gentle pat on the top of its head, Da Huang suddenly raised its head, its eyes filled with disbelief and cautious hope.

There was no blame in her eyes, only understanding and heartache.

"You've had a tough time all these years, Da Huang." Her voice was incredibly gentle. "I know."

Qin Youyou gently stroked the dull fur on its head, as if to soothe its weariness and grievances accumulated over thousands of years.

“When I left, you were just a playful little dog.” There was a hint of nostalgia in his voice, “yet I had to place such a heavy burden, the entire rule of the Heavenly Dao, on your little dog’s shoulders.”

"Faced with the brutal Star Clan, faced with the collapse of the plane... you have already used all your strength to keep the Heavenly Dao from completely collapsing. You have done more than enough, really."

Her words, like the warmest spring water, instantly washed away the heavy burden and guilt that had accumulated in Da Huang's heart for thousands of years.

"Woo...woo woo..." It let out a whimper that was both aggrieved and filled with great relief, and carefully nuzzled its head against Qin Youyou's palm.

Qin Youyou smiled and said, "I'm back, and everyone is back. From now on, you won't have to shoulder everything alone."

"Wang!"

Finally, Dahuang let out a long-lost bark, a bark that was both tearful and incredibly joyful.

Its tail lashed out, whipping up gusts of wind that swept away the surrounding clouds.

What incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, what protection of rules! In its master's eyes, it will always be that happy little dog!

"Director Huang, please mind your image." A disciple of the Mud Legs Sect couldn't help but cough softly.

hold head high?

Da Huang froze, turned his head, and saw many familiar faces from Wujiu City looking at him awkwardly.

"Who would understand? The highly respected Director Huang has actually turned into a dog and is acting cute."

"There's a sense of helplessness in seeing someone you know dressed up..."

"No, just thinking about Director Huang's old man appearance in human form is an eyesore."

Upon hearing this, Qin Youyou's body trembled.

Looking at the dog nestled beside her legs, she got goosebumps and her body reacted faster than her reason, kicking him.

Big Yellow transformed into a shooting star in the sky.

Tuoba Xuan clasped his hands together and prayed for him: "Amitabha, good, good."

With the Heavenly Dao no longer blocking their way, the Lan brothers excitedly squeezed in front of Qin Youyou, their faces showing both excitement and disbelief.

This was the first time they had seen Qin Youyou's true face since leaving the Star City Auction.

“Brother Flying Stick, no, Miss He, no, God of Creation…” Lan Xiao’s voice trembled slightly, “We…we…”

They had a lot to say and a lot of questions, but when they actually stood in front of Qin Youyou and looked at this goddess-like beauty who seemed to have stepped out of a traditional Chinese ink painting, all they could do was stammer.

"We're all friends, no need to stand on ceremony." Qin Youyou smiled as she looked at the familiar faces before her, her voice gentle, breaking down the invisible barrier that might have arisen due to the sudden change in their identities.

She paused, her eyes shifting slightly, carrying a hint of solemnity and a barely perceptible tenderness, and said softly, "Also, let's get to know each other again."

"My name is Qin Youyou."

Countless ages ago, she only had a given name, but no surname.

Heaven and earth are vast, white clouds drift lazily, and time flows on eternally.

She is the most free and unrestrained, yet perhaps the loneliest, deity in the universe. Her existence seems to serve as a testament to the eternity and vastness of the cosmos.

After going through reincarnation, she fell into the mortal world, found roots, and had a home.

The name "Qin Youyou" was chosen by her father and mother after much thought and effort under the lamplight for their youngest daughter, who was deemed to have no spiritual roots and was destined to be unable to cultivate.

There were no grand, earth-shattering ambitions, no desire for her to bring glory to the family. Only the simplest and deepest prayers.

May their little daughter, destined for ordinariness, find refuge from the storms of this chaotic and difficult world, and live a peaceful and carefree life.

From the moment this name was given to me, it has been imbued with the warmest human concern and unconditional love.

She will not erase this name, which has been reborn with love and hope, just because she has regained the memories and power that shook the world.

On the contrary, she will cherish it forever.

Thinking of this, a warm smile unconsciously appeared on Qin Youyou's lips.