Myth Beyond Heaven

?Atop Rain Mountain, Yang Ningchang, Lynn, and Long Qingxuan watched silently as police vehicles escorted Zhu Ding and his men away. The silence finally broke.

“They’ve made a statement,” Lynn announced, raising her phone. The screen displayed a formal government announcement detailing Zhu Tianlong’s corruption with brutal honesty.

“No holding back, huh?” Lynn remarked.

Exposing the extent of Zhu Tianlong’s crimes would undoubtedly spark public outrage and damage the government’s credibility. But the old man, in an apparent display of sincerity towards Yun Lintian, had pulled no punches.

This marked the official resolution of the Yun Lintian-Zhu family conflict.

“They had no choice,” Long Qingxuan said softly. In her eyes, the old man’s supposed sincerity masked a deeper fear of Yun Lintian’s power.

Yang Ningchang remained silent, the weight of the ordeal finally lifted from her shoulders. She turned to Long Qingxuan, her voice soft. “Sister Qingxuan, can you tell me what he is facing now?”

Curiosity gnawed at Yang Ningchang. Yun Lintian’s return to Earth wasn’t a simple vacation. She yearned to understand his experiences over the years.

“There’s little you can do to help him,” Long Qingxuan replied calmly, her words harsh but honest. “Few truly can, myself included.”

Yang Ningchang and Lynn exchanged a solemn glance.

“You will understand it later,” Long Qingxuan added.

Just then, the taxi pulled up. Yun Lintian and Lei Hao emerged and walked towards them.

Linlin and Qingqing, squealing with delight, launched themselves at Yun Lintian, who scooped them up in a hug.

“It’s done,” he said simply to Yang Ningchang.

Pushing aside their curiosity, Yang Ningchang and Lynn offered him a warm smile.

Yun Lintian’s gaze drifted towards Xia Yao’s gravestone. “Did you put it back?” he asked softly.

“Yes,” Yang Ningchang replied gently. “It’s a replica. We had a new one made.”

“Thank you,” Yun Lintian said. “It’s no longer necessary.”

With a wave of his hand, Xia Yao’s grave vanished. But a disquieting discovery awaited Yun Lintian. Her remains were gone.

“Did someone move them?” Yun Lintian frowned, his voice laced with concern.

“There shouldn’t be,” Yang Ningchang replied, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Yun Lintian unleashed his spiritual sense, a vast wave of energy probing the surroundings. He even delved into the minds of Zhu Ding and his men, searching for any trace of Xia Yao’s remains. But there was nothing. They had vanished utterly from the world.

Though consumed by curiosity, Yun Lintian pushed the thought aside for now. After all, Xia Yao lived on in Lin Xinyao.

His gaze swept across the landscape. “This place will be transformed,” he declared.

The moment the words left his lips, thick vines erupted from his body, burrowing deep into the earth. The world around them began a subtle yet profound transformation.

Fertile lands bloomed where barrenness once reigned. Pollution, a scourge on the planet, was eradicated from air, soil, and water with astonishing swiftness.

However, mindful of the potential disruption to the ecological balance, Yun Lintian tempered his power. The Earth would heal, but on a timeline he had previously envisioned – a gradual restoration over the course of ten years.

In tandem, Rain Mountain underwent a breathtaking transformation. Flat land materialized, followed swiftly by a network of sturdy roads, walls, and a diverse array of buildings.

A captivating waterfall cascaded down a newly formed river, tracing a path from the peak to the base.

The original flat expanse where Yun Lintian and his companions stood was now occupied by a central administrative building. Its architecture struck a harmonious balance between modern functionality and subtle tributes to the mountain’s history.

Glass and steel reigned supreme, their surfaces reflecting the breathtaking scenery surrounding them. Ornately carved stone panels depicting mythical creatures adorned the facade, a tasteful homage to the mountain’s legendary past. This building wouldn’t hum with otherworldly energy; its quiet hum would emanate from the efficient whirring of air conditioning.

Scattered around the central building, like constellations mirroring the night sky, rose modern apartment complexes, each a testament to the marvels of mortal engineering.

Spacious balconies offered residents stunning vistas of the surrounding landscape. These homes wouldn’t be infused with defensive formations but boast state-of-the-art security systems for complete peace of mind.

Well-equipped gyms and recreational facilities sprouted at the complex’s rear, promising future residents a wealth of entertainment options.

With a focused thought, Yun Lintian wove a protective enchantment around Cloudhaven. This powerful safeguard would activate in the event of fire, earthquake, or any other unforeseen threat, ensuring the safety and well-being of its inhabitants.

As the last traces of divine energy dissipated, Rain Mountain was reborn. In its place stood Cloudhaven Orphanage, a sprawling modern residential complex nestled amidst the embrace of nature.

Yang Ningchang, Lynn, and Lei Hao stood speechless, mouths agape in stunned awe before the magnificent residential complex. Though well aware of Yun Lintian’s prowess, they never anticipated the creation of a city within mere minutes.

Yun Lintian surveyed his masterpiece with a flicker of satisfaction. This, without a doubt, would be the finest orphanage the world had ever seen.

“This is great for those children,” Lei Hao remarked with a touch of envy. “Living here would be a dream come true.”

“Indeed,” Lynn breathed, her voice filled with wonder. Every detail within this complex exuded the utmost quality. 𝘳.𝑐ℴ

Yun Lintian turned to Lynn. “I’m entrusting this place to your people. It should comfortably accommodate a hundred thousand children. I envision establishing more orphanages nationwide but under the government’s management.”

“Consider it done. Anna’s already on her way back,” Lynn replied. Anna had departed yesterday to gather her people, and they were now en route.

Yun Lintian then directed his question to Yang Ningchang. “Do you have someone in mind?”

“Uncle Wu,” Yang Ningchang answered readily. “With my departure approaching, I fear he’ll be lonely. This role would be a perfect fit.”

“Then let’s find him,” Yun Lintian declared, glancing at Lynn and the others. “Stay here, I’ll be back shortly.”

Lynn offered a gentle nod. “Go on.”

With a wave of his hand, Yun Lintian vanished from the complex, taking Yang Ningchang, Linlin, and Qingqing with him.

Inside the Yang manor, Yang Shen and Yang Ningchang’s grandfather, Yang Xuan, were engrossed in a discussion about the Zhu Tianlong incident. Yang Wu, Yang Ningchang’s ever-

attentive butler, skillfully refilled their teacups.

“You may leave,” Yang Shen instructed Yang Wu with a calm demeanor.

“Yes, sir,” Yang Wu responded humbly, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, Yun Lintian and Yang Ningchang materialized in the courtyard. Their unexpected arrival sent a jolt of surprise through everyone present.

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