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Chapter 525: 508: Miracle YingyingChapter 525: Chapter 508: Miracle Yingying

The eggshell, engraved with Divine Marks, was nudged open a bit, revealing a pair of eyes as green as emeralds, curious and seemingly filled with delight.

The eggshell rested on her head like a little hat, with several strands of wet, dark green baby hair sticking to her plump smiling face.

Dominated by green, with hints of blue and brown, and almost blending with the brown, faint golden Divine Marks flowed, merging into her brow’s center and slowly formed into a divine seal.

“I am Mu Ying.”

The moment her sticky voice came out, Mu Ying reflexively covered her mouth: “!!!!!”

Initially, she was dazzled by the familiar and strikingly beautiful figure before her, guessing it must be her Maeve’s mother. She hesitated on how to act like a normal baby of the Divine Race as her mouth uncontrollably spoke on its own.

As the divine seal finished forming, it vanished into her skin; the remaining white eggshell cracked bit by bit, instantly crumbling into sparkling white powder that piled at her feet.

Mu Ying: Σ(⊙▽⊙”a

She was still totally naked!

I squat down!

For the second time in her life with memory, she exposed her whole body, and her fair skin instantly turned into a blush pink.

Mu Ying had eagerly awaited hatching, only to end up socially dying upon emerging.

The first moment Maeve saw her own little treasure, she felt as if her heart had been struck.

Seeing her little treasure so shy, as if just remembering something, she moved her fingers slightly, and a bundle of icy blue mist unfolded, wrapping around her.

Mu Ying only felt a chill on her body, which was then clothed in a shimmering pale blue little dress.

A gentle stream of water, like a little cradle, lifted her up and carried her into the arms of Maeve’s mother.

“Baby Ying, I’m your mother!” Maeve’s mother held her, pinching her chubby little hands.

Mu Ying suddenly relaxed, “Mama~”

This was her mother! She had a mother too!

Her baby voice was clear, she could stand firmly or squat, and having exposed everything there was to expose, she didn’t have to worry how a normal baby of the Divine Race should behave anymore.

But it seemed Maeve’s mother didn’t find this odd at all, as though this was just how it should be.

“Our Baby Ying is so cute!”

Maeve held her own little one, touching here and there, the soft feel was so healing.

She had found divine birth too boring and, seeing how adorable other Young Gods looked, she decided while young and penniless to bear a Young God on her own.

Their Baby Ying was cuter than any Young God she had ever seen!

Mu Ying, not resisting even a bit, was too comfortable in Maeve’s mother’s arms, much like being enveloped by a warm, moist stream.

The aura from Maeve’s mother made Mu Ying feel as warm and safe as when she was inside the egg, leading her to relax involuntarily.

This “aura” was a special sensation newly developed by Mu Ying in the World of Gods, similar to the language that she blurted out, which she had since being inside the egg.

“Nicole, Nicole! God... Little master, I am Nicole!” an excited voice said.

Mu Ying turned to look, it was everyone’s first meeting, but their voices were already familiar.

??

A blue handkerchief with two bean-like eyes??

She stretched out her little chubby hand, poked it, very bouncy, poked again, not quite a hanky, more like rubber candy?

“Giggle giggle~” Nicole’s whole body shook, and little droplets scattered as if they cost nothing.

Mu Ying’s fingers stiffened, was she crying?

Seeing her startled, Maeve said amusedly, “Nicole is ticklish. Poke her and she won’t stop laughing.”

So it was laughter, shedding droplets as she did—truly a strange creature!

Mu Ying was extremely curious. The Divine Race in this world truly had the ability to create! Maeve’s mother might not be considered a very powerful member of the Divine Race, yet she could create such a vivid creature as Nicole. It was magical!

After Maeve had cuddled her beloved enough, she remembered the task at hand, “Baby Ying, mother has collected many styles of young god’s garments, including matching outfits for us. Let’s try them on!”

In an instant, a Water Mirror appeared before them, and Mu Ying found herself sitting on a stool formed by water before the mirror, with Maeve’s mother standing behind her.

Through the Water Mirror, Mu Ying saw the trial character’s appearance she had in the World of Gods.

She looked nothing like Maeve’s mother; the difference was probably like that between a bald Green Witch doll and a curvy Blue Witch beauty.

Maeve’s mother in the mirror had long, flowing pale blue hair reaching her ankles, eyes like clear springs, skin white as snow, and a faint blue gemstone-like glow covering her body.

And she, a few dark green curly hairs on her head sparse enough to see the scalp clearly, still wet with amniotic fluid sticking to her scalp.

After Maeve helped her dry off the amniotic fluid, it only improved slightly.

Baldness was lethal, and not even her gem-like watery eyes, chubby little mouth, or segments of her arm and leg could save her.

Though she was horrified by her bald appearance, she was a mature adult in her twenties, capable of controlling her emotions, though she struggled to smile.

The little dress she was wearing must be the Divine Water Dress Maeve’s mother had mentioned before.

Such a tiny dress, it even included little underwear.

However, there were no shoes.

Looking at Maeve’s mother, who was barefoot on the Green Grass in the mirror, maybe the Divine Race just doesn’t wear shoes?

With a sweep of Maeve’s mother’s hand, a Water Ball appeared, which she flicked into thousands of droplets. Upon closer inspection, these droplets transformed into numerous Little Water People.

This magical scene made Mu Ying forget her bald woes and she stared in awe.

These Little Water People appeared to be scaled-down versions of her, mainly in the sparse hair pattern identical to her own.

However, the dresses on the Little Water People were much more intricate than the simple blue dress made of a special material that Mu Ying was currently wearing.

The Little Water People twirled in the air, showcasing their outfits.

Maeve picked various outfits from them for Mu Ying to try.

With just a light tap on her shoulder, the dress on her body transformed, identical to that worn by the chosen Little Water Person, and even a bit more textured due to the material.

“Hmm! This one’s nice! Let’s check this one out too!”

In an instant, she had another outfit on.

Mu Ying guessed that the Divine Water Dress might also have the function to alter its appearance like the Thousand Faces Clothes. Those Little Water People were probably style references Maeve’s mother had found—this was familiar territory for her!

Looking again at her unsightly bald head, perhaps she could find a set of clothes with a hat, weld the hat to her head, and never take it off until her hair grew back!

Searching high and low, all the Little Water People had the same sparse curly hair as hers, but they had no worries.

Suddenly, the beautiful clothes didn’t seem appealing anymore.

Only Maeve’s mother was tirelessly trying new clothes on her.

On the first day of hatching, she was Maeve’s miracle Yingying—played with by her mother.