Chapter 100: Bound to the Child-Bearing System and Became a Winner in Life Chapter 100: The City Lord's Little Concubine (42)

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

The Bathing Buddha Festival lasts for nine days in total.

For these nine days, a rain of flower petals falling across the sky like this will persist continuously.

Shen Yao: ……Wow, this really is a lot of money.

A single Xiguang Liuming Flower is worth a considerable sum, yet now they are being used as ordinary tools to pave the ground; Buddhist cultivators are truly extravagant, it really leaves one at a loss for words.

After maintaining her composure alone for a while, Shen Yao simply put down her burdens, turned around, and buried her head in packing petals into the many storage bags she had brought with her.

These are petals bathed in Buddha light; whether used to exorcise demons or ward off evil, the effect is excellent. Most importantly, this is free and costs no money!

Besides the Xiguang Liuming Flowers, there are also Golden Lotuses and various other rare flowers and exotic grasses.

Shen Yao perfectly experienced the refreshing comfort of being shameless; anyway, not processing these things and throwing them away would be a waste, so she might as well collect them and directly take them to other worlds to carry them forward.

Shen Yao knew that, given the system's virtue, as long as she persisted long enough, she would certainly encounter a fantasy world related to myths and legends next.

When that time comes, hehe～

Shen Yao smiled complacently, lightly clapped her palms, turned around, and swapped for an even larger storage bag to continue packing.

Shen Yao's behavior did not seem strange during the Bathing Buddha Festival, because most people who came to participate would choose to pack up these petals that had been bathed in Buddha light.

Whether taking them back to enshrine, carrying them close to the body, or decocting and consuming them, all are expressions of reverence for the Buddhist Gate.

Shen Yao: ……Truly strange, it feels like being at a large-scale pyramid scheme site.

After the two finished participating in the Bathing Buddha Festival, they continued traveling south, touring mountains and playing in waters.

Perhaps because the Buddha-nature aura here is dense, after a long time even someone with a will as firm as Shen Yao felt a slight wavering of heart.

Tsk tsk.

Not good, not good; it seems I can't stay in the Southern Continent any longer.

After discussing with Fu Hengyan, the two turned around and left the Southern Continent, heading for Beizhou.

As for Xizhou, which borders the Southern Continent, that place is the Demon Race's territory.

With the Human and Demon races' war approaching once again, cultivators have been arranged to guard the several border areas where Xizhou meets Zhongzhou, the Southern Continent, and even Beizhou, and corresponding frictions occur frequently.

At a time like this, for them to enter Xizhou via the Southern Continent, one can imagine the kind of pressure they would face.

Shen Yao does not like courting death, especially when the situation is this clear.

Therefore, the two of them went directly to Shen Yao's former hometown, Beizhou.

"Counting the time, half a year of leisurely years have passed, and this is actually the first time returning."

When they left the Southern Continent it was still warm spring with flowers blooming, but when they arrived in Beizhou, what greeted them was frost and snow drifting across the sky.

Beizhou borders the sea and does not often snow; Shen Yao raised her head to look at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and her clothes had also changed from a glazed long skirt into a thick greatcoat.

A circle of warm demon beast fur was wrapped around her neck, and Shen Yao walked forward a few steps with a smile.

The towering wall had been concealed by thick accumulated snow, leaving only two lanterns blown crooked outside, emitting faint specks of light from inside out.

"Let's go in; this wind and snow will probably continue for some days."

Fu Hengyan put one arm around Shen Yao's shoulders, pulling her into his embrace to shield her from the wind and snow.

The two knocked on the city gate and proceeded all the way under the surprised gazes of the guarding cultivators.

Finally, they found an inn that had not closed its doors for business.

They paid spirit stones, ordered a table of spirit food, and Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan returned to their room to tidy up first, then came to the main hall to sit down and dine.

There were few travelers in the inner room's main hall, just a sparse scattering like three or two kittens, making the inn appear exceptionally deserted.

Shen Yao swirled her bamboo chopsticks in the steaming hot pot while listening to the people around her boast about their experiences in the cultivation world.

"Speaking of the current situation in the cultivation world, the most eye-catching is that Senior Tang.

He is truly a model for us cultivators, to actually provoke several Demon Race princesses into vying for him out of jealousy.

Who knows, hehehe……"

"Hmph, what does that count for? A new round of the two races' war is coming right up.

No matter how formidable Senior Tang is, can he contribute to us Human Race? What if he's been bewitched by those princesses and defects to become an enemy of the Human Race at the critical moment."

"How can you speak like this? What if Senior Tang successfully subdues several princesses, making the Xizhou Demon Race voluntarily surrender?"

"Dream on!"

"Exactly, exactly; such a lustful and pleasure-seeking person, still the True Monarchs of the Dongzhou Tianjian Sect are upright and reliable.

Especially True Monarch Feiyu; it's said he has already advanced to the Late Nascent Soul Stage and will soon break through the Nascent Soul to Spirit Transformation, advancing a step further."

"Not just True Monarch Feiyu; his several brothers and sisters are all high-level cultivators.

Among them there is even one who is the newly appointed Empress of the Qian Kingdom in Zhongzhou."

"Heh, this outstanding? Compared to True Monarchs, we feel utterly ashamed, utterly ashamed."

"……"

Shen Yao ate the hot spirit food while looking at Fu Hengyan, wanting to know what kind of mindset it was to hear her own cub being praised.

Fu Hengyan rubbed Shen Yao's hair strands, and while speaking did not forget to lay down a soundproof barrier, "Xuan'er and the others have their own Dao; I am very happy."

Whether it is the children's current achievements, or the beauty they have walked together all this way.

"Me too."

Especially since the words of praise still came from the mouths of some completely unconcerned people.

Wow

Thinking it over, it really gave a strong sense of accomplishment having family.

However, "Senior Tang? Tang Yuan?" The protagonist of that ancient harem-style story from back then? The one who unilaterally formed enmity with Ning'er in Yunzhong City a hundred years ago?

Fu Hengyan nodded, expression serious, "The problems on him are severe; everyone in the Xuantian Continent is watching him."

Even including numerous old monsters who haven't left their sects in years.

Shen Yao raised an eyebrow, "Truly his honor," thinking about it, flaying and skinning, searching the spirit to investigate would be light; being reduced to ash and smoke without even dregs remaining is the true final ending.

Tsk tsk

'I'm still the smart one; in this kind of world one should just not stand out, not stick one's head out, lying low and living is the proper way.'

Shen Yao smugly showed off to the system in her mind while simultaneously enjoying the excellent taste of spirit food, her whole person radiating joy from inside out.

System:... Right, you're the smartest.

This wind and snow outside the door lasted for over a month; only when the sky cleared and the sun appeared did Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan leave the inn, heading for the next destination.

Although Beizhou was Shen Yao's hometown, from when Shen Yao came over to when she left, the farthest place she went was merely Yunwu Mountain outside Yunwu City to gather Yunwu Stone.

Overall, her impression of Beizhou wasn't deep; this return was just right to borrow the pretext of returning home to properly wander everywhere.

This wandering took Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan nearly ten years.

Part of that was spent in the Endless Sea; Shen Yao was curious about the place Fu Zexuan and the others would come to, and begged Fu Hengyan to bring her along.

As a result, Shen Yao got to enjoy the special treatment of being chased and killed by people and sea beasts.

Shen Yao: Wow, truly thrilling

Doubly stimulated, Shen Yao refused the unguaranteed life in the Endless Sea, and the two departed, heading straight for Yunwu City, the final destination of this trip.

The day they arrived happened to be the day the Yunwu Stone gathering concluded and they returned.

Shen Yao looked up at the bustling Shen Clan, and stepped inside.

"You are, Sixth Miss?"

Shen Yao looked at the unfamiliar-looking man, nodded, and asked where Steward Fu was.

"Steward Fu passed away fifty years ago."

"Then the current clan head of the Shen Clan"

"Still this old man"

"Eldest Uncle"

"Yao'er"

"..."

Shen Yao followed Shen Zhouhai into the main hall, gazing at the surroundings arranged exactly as before, her expression moved.

"Eldest Uncle, your body?"

Shen Zhouhai stroked his whitening beard, "Lifespan is already nearing its end.

Yao'er, this is a cultivator's fate; Eldest Uncle's cultivation is only Foundation Establishment, there will ultimately be a day of departure."

He just didn't expect that before he stepped down and left, he would see this niece who brought change to the Shen Clan once more.

"The Shen Clan's development today is thanks to you."

Without Shen Yao, for the Shen Clan to become a family with reputation and influence in Yunwu City and even Cangwu Commandery, who knows how many decades it would take.

Shen Yao shook her head, "Not because of me; Eldest Uncle's capability is outstanding, that is the key to the Shen Clan reaching today."

She indeed played some role in it, but overall, it was still the Shen Clan itself that seized the opportunity.

The two met and chatted for a long time; Shen Yao took the opportunity to stay for a while in the small courtyard she once lived in.

The grass, trees, and furnishings of the small courtyard were exactly the same as when she married off back then.

The Shen Clan, in treating these small matters, clearly put in care.

At Shen Zhouhai's warm invitation, Shen Yao met Zhou Ying, who was already at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

"A pity about Qing'er; her spiritual root was too poor, she left when her lifespan ran out."

Shen Ying held Shen Yao's wrist; the two sisters met, but there wasn't actually much to say.

And Shen Ying valued her own cultivation more; she had no offspring under her knees.

Rather, Shen Qing gave birth to a daughter with dual spiritual roots, who now follows Shen Ying to cultivate.

"These are all unavoidable; you and I sisters will ultimately walk this path once."

Shen Yao watched with openness; the two were still somewhat unfamiliar and uncomfortable at first.

Later on, they basically said whatever came to mind, talked cultivation, talked children, discussed cultivation world experiences, and conveniently complained about certain displeasing things.

Women gathered together, relying on gossip to rapidly close the distance between each other.

Even coming to the cultivation world, this iron law hasn't changed much.

Shen Ying returned this time because Shen Zhouhai sent a letter, specially rushing over to see Shen Yao.

The two sisters got along well for a period, then Shen Yao left.

"Don't worry, with the Iron Sword Sect in Yunwu City, the Shen Clan won't have trouble.

If worried, we can come back to check another time."

Fu Hengyan spoke softly, but Shen Yao felt such an opportunity was truly rare.

She was just afraid that in this life there would be no next time.

"Let's go, but before returning to Dongzhou, let's go to Zhongzhou to check on Jinxiu.

This child should also prepare for closed-door cultivation to form the Nascent Soul; compared to the other few, she's a bit slower; fortunately the Baili Imperial Court hasn't played dumb."

If the Baili Imperial Court blocks Jinxiu's advancement to Nascent Soul, she won't agree.

Traveling from Beizhou to Zhongzhou took several months; when the two appeared before the palace where Jinxiu was, they happened to catch Jinxiu in closed-door cultivation, and could only talk with Jinxiu's pair of children.

Shen Yao sighed inwardly at the pity; after leaving enough meeting gifts for her two grandsons/granddaughters, she simply began traveling around Zhongzhou.

As the war between the two races drew ever closer, Shen Yao also worried that if she returned to Tianjian Sect, she might not be able to leave again.

She might as well wait in Zhongzhou for a while; it would not be too late to depart after seeing Jinxiu advance smoothly.

"Now of the five children, only Jinxiu remains in closed-door cultivation for advancement.

Once everything is stable on Jinxiu's side, I will be able to stay peacefully at Tianjian Sect."

Fu Hengyan embraced Shen Yao's slender waist, his voice very soft, "Going nowhere at all?"

Shen Yao nodded, "Going nowhere at all."

Where else to go? All the places that should be walked and toured have been seen, except Xizhou where the Demon Race is entrenched.

However, judging from the current armed strength of both our side and the enemy, a trip to Xizhou will inevitably be arranged sooner or later.

Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan stayed in Zhongzhou for nearly thirty years before finally receiving the good news of Jinxiu leaving seclusion.

Having just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, Jinxiu's cultivation realm was still somewhat unstable; fortunately she herself is an Alchemist and the Baili Imperial Court is wealthy, able to provide all kinds of nourishing spiritual herbs.

Shen Yao found time to meet Jinxiu once, and after seriously confirming that Jinxiu was fine, Shen Yao returned to Tianjian Sect together with Fu Hengyan with peace of mind.

Thus, Shen Yao's journey traveling the Xuantian Continent temporarily drew to a close.

In the fifteenth year after returning to Tianjian Sect, the two-race war concerning the Xuantian Continent broke out ahead of schedule.

Shen Yao still remembers the shocking scene of the towering giant sword standing before the mountain gate being drawn out when the Sect Master's command token activated.

Tianjian Sect's disciples, whether Inner Sect or outer sect, all rushed to the Central Dian Dian.

Spirit boats blotting out the sky moored at the mountain gate; tens of thousands of disciples carried their luggage on their backs and rushed to the battlefield.

Shen Yao stood on the plaza outside Lingyun Peak, her gaze calm as she watched one spirit boat after another depart into the distance.

Once a cruel war begins, it is no longer something that can be easily ended.

Shen Yao remained on Lingyun Peak, seeing off brand-new spirit boats taking disciples away, and welcoming damaged spirit boats returning carrying coffins.

The spiritual fields on the back mountain became stretches of burial grounds interring disciples' corpses.

Shen Yao would occasionally go over to take a look, conveniently sweeping the graves and offering sacrifices, even though they might have been complete strangers.

In the twentieth year since the war began, Fu Hengyan boarded a departing spirit boat.

By this point, besides herself, all of Shen Yao's family members whose lives were bound to hers had been drawn into this war.

Every day, corresponding news came back from the front lines to Tianjian Sect, some good, some bad.

Because she had the system as a cheat, Shen Yao was still able to remain steady.

Not until a continuous thirty years had passed did this war finally draw a sentence to a close.

At the same time, Fu Zening, by way of the battlefield, broke through from Nascent Soul directly to Spirit Transformation in one leap, becoming the youngest Spirit Transformation Venerable in Xuantian Continent's history.

"Like a gentleman, as if cutting, as if polishing."

The name/reputation Feiyu also thoroughly spread across the entire Xuantian Continent.

"Have you really decided to go? That place is a hundred times more dangerous than the battlefield."

Shen Yao looked at Fu Zening standing before her, unable to help persuading him.

After finally being able to pass days peacefully, the youngest son wants to run off and open the Xuanwei Realm passage.

Is the two-realm passage between Xuanwei Realm and Xuantian Continent such a simple matter?

It was also because she had stayed at Tianjian Sect for a long time that Shen Yao learned from the Book Pavilion and other people's mouths about the relationship between Xuanwei Realm and Xuantian Continent.

A burden similar to one artificially discarded, wanting to return to its original place.

Such difficulty is no less than starting the two-race war again and swiftly defeating the Demon Race, even killing them all, leaving not a single way out.

Fu Zening's expression was serious, "Mother, your son wants to try, for the sake of my own Dao," and also for the future of the entire Xuantian Continent.

Xuantian Continent has his teachers and elders, has his parents, has his brothers and sisters, and also has his fellow disciples and friends.

Fu Zening is unwilling to see Xuantian Continent ultimately head toward an ending of complete extinction, so he wants to fight for it.