Chapter 121: 119. The Second Daughter's Special Constitution (2/2)

119. The Second Daughter's Special Constitution (2/2)

What?

The tsundere concubine is going into labor?

Upon hearing this news, Chen An couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After coming to his senses the next moment, he immediately moved his thoughts to take flight on his sword, bursting out at a speed comparable to the speed of sound as he rushed out, disappearing from sight in an instant.

The rogue cultivators in the Market below were all dumbfounded.

What is going on?

Since when has there been such a powerful rogue cultivator in Baicao Lane?

"Damn it!"

"Since this person is so powerful, why didn't he step in to help when Fellow Daoist Chen's stall was smashed earlier?"

"Truly heartless!"

Among the crowd, some rogue cultivator with a fiery temper cursed loudly.

Baicao Lane.

South Alley Number Eight.

Chen An quickly lowered his sword, and before it even touched the ground, he jumped off impatiently, rushing into the house in two or three steps.

"Husband, Sister Wen's water just broke, and she is currently giving birth in the room."

In the main hall, seeing Chen An rush back in a hurry, Gu Xinyue immediately informed him of the current situation.

After hearing this, Chen An couldn't care about anything else and walked straight toward Wen Zhiyun's room.

Just as he was about to approach the door, Wen Zhiyun's voice came from inside, stopping him.

"Husband, don't come in, and you are not allowed to use your Divine Sense to probe, otherwise I won't let you off..."

Her voice was somewhat weak and powerless, mixed with traces of pain; it was clear that she was in great agony at this moment.

Just like Ying before, she is afraid that I will see her looking ugly while giving birth...

Chen An felt helpless inside, but he could only choose to obey Wen Zhiyun, replying, "Alright, alright, this husband listens to Zhiyun; I won't come in, nor will I spread my Divine Sense to peek, I will just guard you outside the door."

The words had barely fallen.

Song Huaying's voice came from inside the room.

"Sister Wen, take a deep breath."

"Come."

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Push!"

"Ah, ah, it hurts so much!"

Wen Zhiyun's voice was filled with pain; one could tell just by listening that it was a torment.

Chen An was extremely worried about her, but unable to help, he could only pace back and forth outside the door.

When he walked in front of Gu Xinyue, he couldn't help but ask, "Yue, is it this painful for a fairy to give birth to a child?"

"Husband, I'm not sure about this either, I haven't given birth to a child yet..."

As she reached the end of her sentence, Gu Xinyue's voice suddenly became dejected.

Song Huaying had already given birth to a child.

Wen Zhiyun was currently giving birth.

Yet for her, there had been no movement in her belly.

Regarding this, she felt very anxious.

If some more time passed and even Shen Qingyi, who came last, became pregnant, she would probably be depressed on the spot.

Seeing Gu Xinyue suddenly look dejected, Chen An knew he had asked a question he shouldn't have.

Not knowing what to say to comfort her, he simply stepped forward, pulled Gu Xinyue into his arms, and gently stroked her hair.

In the blink of an eye.

Over an hour passed.

Wen Zhiyun was still giving birth.

The child in her womb still wouldn't come out.

Chen An outside the door grew a bit anxious, worried that Wen Zhiyun might have a difficult labor.

He didn't know what the outcome would be if a fairy at the Qi Refining Late Stage had a difficult labor.

But it certainly wouldn't be anything good.

"Creak—"

Wen Zhiyun's door opened.

Song Huaying carried a copper basin full of dirty water out from inside and looked at Gu Xinyue, saying, "Sister Gu, please go and fetch a basin of clean water."

"Mm, I'll go right now."

Gu Xinyue nodded, took the copper basin, and turned to head toward the bathroom.

Chen An looked at Song Huaying with a worried face and asked, "Ying, how is your Sister Wen doing?"

"Husband, don't worry, Sister Shen has been watching from the side with her Divine Sense, nothing will happen."

Song Huaying said, covered in sweat.

Delivering a baby for a fairy at the Qi Refining Late Stage was very taxing for her, a mortal woman.

Very quickly.

Gu Xinyue brought back a basin of clear water.

Song Huaying said, "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Gu."

Immediately after, she took the copper basin, closed the room door, and continued to deliver the baby for Wen Zhiyun.

In the blink of an eye.

Another two hours passed.

Wen Zhiyun was still giving birth.

Chen An grew anxious and could not help but want to spread his Divine Sense to see what was happening with Wen Zhiyun inside, wondering why the child in her womb still hadn't been born after so long.

But just as his Divine Sense spread out, Shen Qingyi's voice came from inside the room:

"Alchemist Chen, one must keep their promises. You just agreed with Fellow Daoist Wen not to use your Divine Sense to peek."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Zhiyun's voice, even weaker than before, came from the room:

"You surnamed Chen, if... if you dare to peek, don't ever think about being intimate with me again; I won't let you touch me even once..."

"Alright, alright, alright, your husband won't look. Zhiyun, focus on giving birth and don't be distracted anymore."

Chen An hurriedly spoke to soothe her.

Then.

Another hour passed.

Wen Zhiyun was still giving birth.

Another hour passed.

Still giving birth.

Just like that, hour after hour passed by.

Until the next day when the sky turned bright.

A loud cry of an infant came from inside the room.

"Wah... wah... wah!"

"It's born!"

"Husband, Sister Wen has given birth!"

"It's a girl!"

Song Huaying's excited voice came from inside the room.

Besides excitement, there was also a hint of a sense of accomplishment mixed in.

This delivery was too difficult.

It took nearly a whole day to deliver.

It really wasn't easy.

It was only because she was a fairy that she was special, with a physical constitution far exceeding that of a mortal woman.

If it had been a mortal woman, she likely would have died in difficult labor long ago.

The kind where both mother and child die instantly.

"Zhiyun, can your husband come in now?"

Outside the door, Chen An heard the infant's crying from the room and felt very excited, but he did not rashly push the door open to enter; instead, he first asked for Wen Zhiyun's opinion.

Wen Zhiyun was now exhausted and only wanted to close her eyes and have a good sleep, so she said in a weary voice, "Mm, come in~"

"Creak—"

Chen An immediately pushed the door open and entered.

He resisted the urge to look at the child first, went straight to the bedside to sit down, picked up one of Wen Zhiyun's slender, jade-like hands to hold, and said with a pained expression, "Zhiyun, you've worked hard."

"It was very hard." Wen Zhiyun's breathing was still somewhat disordered, her whole body drenched in fragrant sweat, and she said in a weak, powerless voice, "To give birth to this child for you, I suffered quite a bit; you must treat me well from now on."

"Zhiyun, how can you say that? Your husband has always been treating you well."

Chen An smiled with affection as he wiped the sweat from Wen Zhiyun.

Feeling his gentle wiping, Wen Zhiyun said in a somewhat spoiled tone, "It's not enough; I want you to treat me twice as well from now on."

"Don't even mention twice; even if it were ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times, your husband would promise you all the same."

"Look at your behavior, you're just a little liar."

Wen Zhiyun rolled her eyes charmingly and said with a huff.

At this moment, Song Huaying brought the child in the swaddling clothes over, her face full of smiles as she said, "Husband, Sister Wen, it's a girl."

"Come, Ying, let your husband hold the child."

"Husband, you must hold her gently."

"Your husband knows."

Chen An said as he took his newborn daughter and took a close look; her skin was dry and wrinkled, and he couldn't tell if she was good-looking or not.

However, newborn children were all like this.

This was very normal.

Even the child of a fairy at the Qi Refining Late Stage was no exception.

"Husband, bring her over a bit so I can see too."

Wen Zhiyun tugged at Chen An's hem, signaling him to bring their daughter closer.

Chen An did as told and brought their daughter to her.

"This little one is so chubby, no wonder the birth was so difficult for me."

Wen Zhiyun examined her daughter in the swaddling clothes and discovered that her daughter was much larger than the average newborn infant; apart from her skin being wrinkled, her tiny body was covered in rolls of fat everywhere.

Gu Xinyue also noticed this, and for once, she asked curiously, "Sister Wen, the child is so chubby."

Chen An laughed, "It's good that she's chubby; I see that my precious daughter's aptitude is certainly not simple."

"Husband, stop grinning like a fool and hurry up to check our daughter's Spirit Root."

Wen Zhiyun tugged at Chen An's clothes and urged him.

Just as Chen An was about to agree, Shen Qingyi, who was standing to the side wearing white brocade robes with her soft, long hair draped over her shoulders, spoke first, "Fellow Daoist Wen, I have already checked the child's Spirit Root; her cultivation aptitude is quite good, she has Dominant Three Spiritual Roots of Metal, Fire, and Earth."

It was actually Dominant Three Spiritual Roots!

Upon hearing these five words, Wen Zhiyun was overjoyed.

She looked at Chen An with an excited face and said, "Husband, it's Dominant Three Spiritual Roots, our daughter has Dominant Three Spiritual Roots!"

Chen An was also very excited, "It's actually Dominant Three Spiritual Roots, this is a genius!"

In this aspect of the cultivation world, the more dominant Spirit Roots one has, the higher their talent is proven to be.

Because having more Spirit Roots means being able to absorb more types of Spirit Qi, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

At the same time, one can also learn more Dharma Spells and increase their strength even more.

Just as Chen An was feeling excited.

A notification message suddenly popped up out of thin air before his eyes.

【Your wife Wen Zhiyun has endured great hardship to give birth to a daughter with a special constitution; reward: one Mysterious Gift Box.】

A special constitution?

It's not just Dominant Three Spiritual Roots?

Chen An looked at the notification message before him, and for a moment, he was completely stunned.

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