Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation Chapter 587: Djiva

"So..." she asked, still avoiding looking directly at him, her voice a little louder than usual.

"Can you think of a name?"

Kyrian rested one elbow on his knee as he watched the little creature, his violet eyes taking in every detail of her form. She had already finished almost half of the shell, and her tiny body seemed slightly brighter than it had been a few minutes earlier, as though the shell’s energy was already being absorbed.

It was truly fascinating how that little being seemed so complete, so perfect in its simplicity.

The young man thought for a while, his mind going through possibilities. In truth, he had rarely needed to name any living creature in his life. The creatures he encountered during his travels usually already had names or simply didn’t need them.

As he watched the little serpent, a single word naturally appeared in his mind without any effort, as though it had always belonged to that little creature.

He raised his eyes.

"How about..."

He paused briefly, savoring the word before speaking it.

"Djiva?"

The name echoed softly through the room, carrying a resonance that seemed to fit that moment perfectly.

Gao Ziyue repeated it almost unconsciously, letting the word roll off her tongue.

"Djiva..."

Her gaze returned to the little beast, who continued chewing peacefully.

"Djiva..."

She smiled faintly, feeling the name settle into place.

"Djiva..."

The more she spoke that name, the more natural it felt, as though it had always belonged to that creature. It was short and gentle, yet carried a certain elegance, a musical quality that matched the mysterious little creature perfectly.

She finally looked back at Kyrian, her eyes meeting his with a new light. The blush still lingered on her face, though much fainter now, but a radiant smile slowly bloomed across her lips. It was a sincere smile, free of any mask, one that brightened her entire face.

"I like it." She nodded in approval.

"I like it very much."

She looked at the little serpent again, her voice becoming incredibly gentle.

"From today onward, your name will be Djiva."

As though she had understood those words, the little creature slowly lifted her head, interrupting her meal. Her large golden eyes looked first at Gao Ziyue, then at Kyrian, as though committing their faces to memory forever.

Finally, she let out a tiny sound, an extremely soft hiss, almost childlike, as though she were responding to the name she had just received.

"Sss..."

Then she calmly returned to chewing the last piece of the shell, completing her task.

The two of them smiled almost at the same time, a moment of silent connection that needed no words.

Gao Ziyue gently reached out a finger to the little beast’s head, stroking her scales with infinite tenderness.

"It seems she approves."

Kyrian nodded, his smile still present.

"I think so too."

A few minutes later, Djiva finished eating the entire eggshell, every fragment consumed with the same diligence. Not even the tiniest particle remained.

She stayed motionless for a few seconds, as though digesting not only the food but the entire experience of being born. Then a soft yawn escaped her mouth, revealing tiny sharp teeth that gleamed beneath the light.

Her little body seemed to relax completely, the tension of birth finally fading away. With slow and graceful movements, she curled up around herself, forming a perfect little circle on top of the table.

Her four tiny legs disappeared beneath her body, and her head rested upon her own tail like a natural pillow.

Her golden eyes slowly closed, blinking more and more sluggishly until they finally shut completely.

And she fell asleep.

Her breathing became calm and steady, her tiny chest rising and falling in a gentle rhythm. The golden lines spread across her body pulsed softly with every breath, a glow that seemed to radiate peace.

It was a surprisingly tranquil sight, an image of innocence and trust that warmed the heart.

Gao Ziyue kept looking at her for several seconds, her heart feeling warmed in a way that was difficult to explain. There was something about that little creature that awakened a protective instinct, a desire to care for and protect her.

Without realizing it, she moved her chair a little closer to Kyrian, the movement as natural as breathing. Their shoulders lightly brushed against each other once again, a gentle contact that neither of them commented on.

Neither of them moved away.

At that moment, the auctioneer’s voice echoed once more through the sound formation, clear and professional.

"Ladies and gentlemen, with that, we officially conclude tonight’s grand auction. We thank you all for your attendance and remind you that the purchased items will be delivered to their respective buyers within one hour."

Applause began echoing throughout the enormous hall, a distant, muffled sound that barely reached the room. The auctioneer continued thanking the guests and announcing the final procedures, but her words were nothing more than background noise.

Only then did Gao Ziyue seem to awaken from her trance, her eyes blinking a few times as the outside world began to make sense again.

She looked toward the enormous window, where the hall was already beginning to empty, cultivators chatting excitedly about the items they had acquired while others left immediately.

"Oh..." A playful smile appeared on her lips as she realized what had happened.

"It’s over."

Kyrian also looked down, watching the crowd slowly disperse. Time really had passed quickly, minutes turning into hours without either of them realizing it. They had both been so focused on Djiva that they hadn’t even noticed the auction coming to an end.

Gao Ziyue remained silent for a few seconds, her eyes returning to the sleeping little creature. Then she took a deep breath, as though making a decision.

Still looking at Djiva, she spoke softly.

"I’m a little hungry..."

She slowly turned her face toward Kyrian, her eyes meeting his with a faint glimmer of anticipation.

"Would you like to have dinner with me?"

The question came out almost shyly, with a hesitation that was rare for someone so accustomed to giving orders. The truth was, she simply didn’t want the night to end. She didn’t want that moment of connection to dissolve like smoke in the wind.

It had been a very, very long time since she had felt so at peace beside someone. So free to be herself, without masks, without defenses, without the weight of expectations.

Kyrian reflected for only a moment, but his decision had already been made. The truth was, he also had no desire to return immediately to his empty courtyard for another night of solitary cultivation. Her company was surprisingly comfortable, natural, as though their presences fit together in some inexplicable way.

There was no need for pretense, social games, or carefully calculating every word. It simply felt... natural.

So he answered immediately, his voice calm and sincere.

"Of course."

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"But you choose the place. You know the Sky Caravan much better than I do."

Gao Ziyue’s eyes lit up with genuine joy, as though he had just given her an unexpected gift.

"Then I know exactly the perfect place."

She carefully stood up, her movements fluid and graceful. With the utmost gentleness, she picked Djiva up in her hands, her fingers forming a cozy nest for the little creature. The serpent didn’t even wake up, remaining fast asleep, nestled between her fingers as though she were in the safest place in the world.

Gao Ziyue smiled tenderly, her eyes shining with a gentle light. Then she walked toward the room’s door, her footsteps silent upon the carpet. Before opening it, she took a deep breath, focusing herself.

The powerful illusion technique spread over her body once again like liquid mist, a transformation that occurred in an instant.

Within a few seconds, her incomparable beauty vanished, replaced by the ordinary appearance of an unknown young woman, dull brown hair, ordinary features, a presence that blended effortlessly into the crowd.

Only then did she open the door.

Kyrian followed her in silence, his violet eyes observing the empty corridor stretching out before them.

The two left the Sky Family’s exclusive room side by side, their footsteps naturally synchronized. Behind them remained only the empty sofa, the crystal glasses still bearing traces of Celestial Lirium Wine, and the table where a small life had just been born, where a new beginning had been sealed.

Ahead of them, the night of the Sky Caravan was only just beginning, filled with lights, aromas, and endless possibilities.