Precious Cauldron Descends From the Sky

The thunder swept across the sky above the heaven, shattered all the clouds in the sky, crushed the few tens of thousands of miles long rainbows, and frightened those boas coiled around the dragon pillars nearly to death. Some lingering thunderbolts and flames fell down from clouds and landed on those poor boas, blasting them into strands of smoke, instantly.

With large steps, Gong Gong had been happily, excitedly walking in an entryway, which was paved by colorful jade. Hundreds of water-kind maids were trotting, followed closely behind Gong Gong, with smiles on their faces.

Madam Ink Cloud was Gong Gong’s youngest wife. She and Gong Gong had been married only for tens of years. She was pregnant now, and that too with eight sons!

Eight sons in one pregnancy! Eight sons!