Chapter 91

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

Sometimes, a person simply cannot indulge too much.

Sure enough, Shen Yao and Fu Hengyan spent three months of a licentious life in the small courtyard without shame, and before she knew it, Shen Yao was carrying another child in her belly.

Shen Yao:... The system can testify, this time she didn't use any fertility pills at all; it was entirely Fu Hengyan's own extraordinary natural endowment and outstanding capability!

System:... Is that something worth being proud of?

Fine, after Shen Yao took an Innate Creation Pill and obtained a Spirit Fetus that could autonomously absorb spiritual power, from the perspective of superior birth and upbringing (Spirit Root Quality), it was indeed worth being proud of.

Shen Yao propped her chin with one hand, sitting alone in the soft bedchamber, wailing inwardly at the vicissitudes of life.

Right then, the New Emperor died halfway through his enterprise; for safety's sake, it was still important to return to the Tianjian Sect to nurture the fetus.

Just like that, the two discussed it simply and could only postpone the matter of going to Yunzhong City in Zhongzhou for later discussion.

When leaving, they took their time unhurriedly and calmly; when returning, they rode a spirit boat at full speed, traveling day and night without rest.

Shen Yao had been gone from the Tianjian Sect for only half a year, and she straightforwardly returned with child in tow.

Zhao Shichao:... Wow, impressive!

No one, including Shen Yao herself, expected that she could still get pregnant.

Reasonably speaking, as one's cultivation realm continuously rises, the probability of a woman getting pregnant drops off a cliff.

Shen Yao's previous pregnancies all had the system's presence behind them, so they couldn't be judged by common sense.

But this fetus now is genuinely relying on her own self, with absolutely no possibility of fakery.

Sun Ruoxue was invited to protect Shen Yao's fetus and regulate her body, her face full of utter amazement.

Shen Yao:... There's really no need to be like this.

"Shen Junior Sister, by now you count as a celebrity of the entire Tianjian Sect.

In the whole Disciple Hall, there is no one who doesn't know, no one who hasn't heard."

Sun Ruoxue put away the medicine box in her hand, sat herself on the bedchamber, and chatted idly with Shen Yao with a smile.

She is a Medical Cultivator, and has no intention of starting a family; facing Shen Yao's ability to conceive Spirit Fetuses one after another and give birth to geniuses, aside from feeling it was miraculous, she had no other thoughts.

But the other people in the Tianjian Sect are different; there are quite a few cultivators here who want offspring.

Shen Yao right now is like a twinkling starlight in the dark night, attracting much attention.

"During the fetal nurturing period, it's best not to leave Lingyun Peak; it's not easy for outsiders to enter, but if Shen Junior Sister goes out, wanting to come back would be equally difficult."

The two have a good relationship, and with their daughter Jinxiu as a connection bond, the few sentences Sun Ruoxue spoke were all sincere consideration for Shen Yao.

Shen Yao could understand Sun Ruoxue's good intentions, and smiled and nodded to indicate she absolutely would not go out lightly.

"The courtyard has everything; even if it's not enough, Master Luochen will have people send it over.

I'm a person who likes to shirk work and steal leisure; staying anywhere is staying.

Please rest assured, Sun Shijie; I carry a Spirit Fetus, I understand everything."

Why go out? Hate that my life is too comfortable? What Shen Yao dislikes most is doing this kind of thing.

Even some of the more remote places on Lingyun Peak, she wouldn't go to.

Shen Yao doesn't feel the Tianjian Sect would have anyone act against her; after all, the Lingyun Peak signboard is there — provoking Shen Yao is equivalent to making an enemy of the Lingyun Peak lineage.

But, there definitely are people setting their sights on Shen Yao, especially after she got pregnant several times.

Hearing Zhao Shichao say, the Shen Family far away in Yunwu City, Beizhou, has been forming marriage alliances with local powerful clans these past few years.

Even Shen Ying, who successfully entered the Iron Sword Sect as a disciple years ago, is already married.

When Shen Yao heard this news, she even asked whether Shen Shi was willing.

After all, these problems were brought over by Shen Yao; if Shen Shi suffered coercion because of them, she would feel guilty.

Fortunately, Zhao Shichao's words set her mind at ease; behind the Shen Clan stands the Tianjian Sect, this colossus.

As early as when Shen Yao gave birth to Fu Zexuan and Fu Zeyu, the Shen Clan's possible outcome had already been considered by the Tianjian Sect.

Now that the Shen Clan has embarked on the marriage alliance path, Zhao Shichao even feels it's later than expected.

Everywhere values profit; as long as the Shen Clan doesn't suffer a loss, forming marriage alliances with Beizhou's powerful clans is a very wise choice.

At least the people on the same boat will row with all their might until the boat capsizes.

Shen Yao thought to herself, if there's a chance she still has to reach out and help the Shen Clan in Yunwu City, Beizhou.

Being chips all the same, naturally the more you hold in your hand, the more important.

The sky was clear, the clouds light, the sunlight just right.

Shen Yao, carrying a five-month pregnancy belly, walked slowly around the small courtyard for activity.

Her body, having lain for several months, was a bit stiff; Shen Yao's condition had improved somewhat during this period, and there was finally no spiritual energy rampage, so she dared to go out.

Hu

Lightly waving the Wind-Breaking Fan in her hand, Shen Yao let Bai Wei and Bai Mei support her.

"Collect those spirit flowers and spirit grasses that are almost fully grown; the courtyard's spiritual energy is dense, you can replant another batch."

With this ancestor in her belly, Shen Yao's speed of consuming spiritual energy is simply terrifying.

To guarantee normal spiritual energy supply, who knows how many Spirit Gathering Arrays have been laid in the small courtyard; even the various spiritual objects in the courtyard have prematurely matured batch after batch as a result.

"Send all the collected spiritual objects to the Lingyun Peak Miscellaneous Affairs Office; just keep some for cultivation."

Shen Yao's accumulation over many years, quantitative change causing qualitative change, she has already collected more than enough.

By now, countless storage bags had piled up in her space, and among them were even more precious items like storage rings and storage bracelets.

Without exaggeration, relying on these treasures in her space alone, Shen Yao could complete missions at will in the various worlds to come.

The miraculous methods of cultivation were enough to handle ninety-nine percent of other worlds.

"Madam, a few days ago the Fourth Miss instructed the Miscellaneous Affairs Office to send over a batch of Luoshen Narcissus seeds. Should this servant plant them?"

Bai Wei glanced at the courtyard full of rare flowers and strange grasses, and asked in a low voice.

"Luoshen Narcissus?"

Shen Yao murmured softly; this flower was a spirit-nurturing flower cultivated by Medicine King Valley.

It grew in water, its bloom resembling a Luoshen beauty, stems and petals swaying with grace.

"Plant them. Since the other spiritual objects sent over are there as well, clear out that whole patch."

Shen Yao pointed casually — right at the spot next to the blooming Fuling Lotus Spiritual Pistil.

The Fuling Lotus Spiritual Pistil was a spirit-gathering flower sought by the Third Miss; its blossoms were a brilliant red, able to condense qi into liquid, which could be drunk directly when collected in a jade bottle.

Bai Wei nodded in agreement, and together with Bai Mei carefully helped the Madam to her seat to rest.

The stone benches originally in the small courtyard had been replaced by rocking chairs made of Gold Wood Netherworld Bamboo.

They were resting tools specially crafted for Shen Yao by Fu Zexuan and Fu Zeyu.

Even the demon beast fur draped over the rocking chairs was hunted by the two of them personally in the Tianjian Sect's Back Mountain secret realm.

Shen Yao lay on the rocking chair, feeling her whole body relax, light and blissful as if ascending to immortality.

A vast amount of spiritual energy gathered and surged into Shen Yao's abdomen; she narrowed her eyes slightly, and before long her head tilted as she fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Bai Wei and Bai Mei were not surprised, because this rocking chair also had a sleep-inducing effect.

Carefully taking a thin blanket from a specially made storage bag and covering Shen Yao with it, Bai Wei and Bai Mei stood guard by Shen Yao's side like door gods, not moving a muscle.

A gentle breeze brushed past, lightly lifting the hem of her skirt.

When Shen Yao opened her eyes again, she had already returned from the small courtyard to her room.

Beneath her was a soft mattress woven from Yingling Grass, continuously supplying spiritual power to Shen Yao's abdomen.

Not far to her side, the returned Fu Hengyan held a teacup, head lowered, sipping lightly.

Seeing Shen Yao awake, Fu Hengyan came over and helped her up, not forgetting to fetch spirit tea to moisten her throat.

Shen Yao asked softly how things were outside with Fu Hengyan; after several months of development, the demonic qi matter had already spread from Dongzhou to the other four continents.

After Fu Hengyan returned, he did not rest, but ran all over heaven and earth on sect missions.

Only because Shen Yao's situation was special, every time Fu Hengyan went out he left early and returned early, rarely letting Shen Yao be alone.

This time was the same; originally it would have taken half a month, but Fu Hengyan ran back in less than seven days.

Looking at Fu Hengyan's somewhat haggard face, Shen Yao felt a pang of heartache and reached out to touch it.

"No matter, things were handled fairly smoothly," fortunate they were discovered early.

Especially the leading sect big shots chose to flip the table directly; previously suppressed matters were exposed one after another, and although the cultivation world has lost some vitality, fortunately everything is still within controllable limits — a few years of quiet development and it can recover.

He told Shen Yao in a low voice about the situation outside, including the follow-up on the ten commanderies under the Tianjian Sect.

Overall, all matters are developing in a good direction.

Shen Yao lay in Fu Hengyan's embrace, thinking to herself that this kind of thing was the most troublesome to handle.

Especially since demonic qi is not something that can be eradicated completely; most likely it is a case of waxing and waning.

Once the cultivation world shows a decline, the suppressed demonic qi will make a comeback.

Fu Hengyan's return made Shen Yao's life more enjoyable than before.

Even if the two said nothing, merely staying in the room keeping each other company, Shen Yao did not feel time drag.

Especially the spirit fetus is sensitive to its parents' auras; before, with only Shen Yao, the fetus in her womb would cause a fuss every few days.

Now with Fu Hengyan's presence added, the fetus in her womb became much more cute and obedient.

Lowering her head and reaching out to touch her bulging abdomen, Shen Yao's expression was worried, "They say a spirit fetus in the womb has no spiritual root attribute, but this one favors fire-type spiritual objects — could this be improper?"

When pregnant with the first two children, Shen Yao had not noticed such a thing.

Only when the children were born smoothly did she learn their spiritual root attributes.

Now the situation has changed, and Shen Yao herself is a bit dumbfounded — are these obvious fire spiritual root signs good or bad?

Fu Hengyan walked over and placed his hand on Shen Yao's abdomen, spiritual power flowing from his palm into her.

Soon, Fu Hengyan raised his head, expression startled, "He is rejecting it."

Rejecting the golden spiritual power Fu Hengyan sent in, and constantly releasing fire spiritual power pressure outward.

Shen Yao spread her hands, looking down helplessly at the spiritual powers tangled into a ball in her womb.

Water extinguishes fire, fire burns wood, wood suppresses water.

Her water-wood dual spirit roots and the fire spirit root mutually restrain each other, forming a subtle balance.

As early as three months into the pregnancy, Shen Yao had vaguely sensed something was off.

Only at that time Fu Hengyan was busy, and Shen Yao was not very certain.

Until now, Shen Yao simply tossed her own worries to Fu Hengyan.

It wasn't that she didn't want to find a way; she truly couldn't solve this kind of problem herself.

After pondering a moment, Fu Hengyan spoke, "A spirit fetus is inherently miraculous.

Now it favors fire-type spiritual objects in the womb, likely related to its own spiritual root."

Telling Shen Yao not to overthink, Fu Hengyan turned and went to consult his master, Luochen Zhenjun.

Luochen Zhenjun had never heard of such a situation either, so master and disciple simply kept calling in more people.

They asked everyone on Lingyun Peak, including Guangling Zunzhe who was already in closed-door cultivation, and finally concluded this child was born with innate spiritual strangeness.

Shen Yao:... No, what about a solution?

There is temporarily no solution; the Spirit Fetus's fondness for Fire-attribute spiritual objects does not affect its absorption of spiritual energy and the other four types of spiritual objects.

Since it is so, then let nature take its course; everything must wait for the Spirit Fetus to be born first.

Regarding this arrangement, Shen Yao had quite a few complaints in her heart.

However, she could also understand everyone's carefulness; once the mystery of the womb is involved, that is a subject countless times more difficult than cultivation.

The current Xuantian Continent is still incomplete, and its connection with the Xuanwei Realm is even more intermittent.

To research the Spirit Fetus under such premises? One might as well wholeheartedly focus on the passage to the Xuanwei Realm.

If one day the people of Xuantian Continent can freely enter and exit the Xuanwei Realm, perhaps all the answers currently pursued can be found in the broader Xuanwei Realm.

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The child Shen Yao carried reached full term and was born naturally when the time was ripe.

Different from the previous two births, no Thunder Tribulation descended in the skies above Lingyun Peak.

On the contrary, a mass of flame appeared at the horizon; the flame wandered along the cloud layer and suddenly transformed into a vast ocean of fire, covering the sky for hundreds of meters around the entire Lingyun Peak in an instant.

The entire Small Courtyard seemed to be placed amidst raging fire; the surrounding air distorted, and men, women, old, and young were all scorched.

Fu Hengyan raised his head, looking at the several dozen blurry human figures emerging in the air.

The figures were very faint; only a human shape could be roughly made out, yet each carried a hair-raising aura.

Fu Hengyan couldn't help but grip the Flying Sword in his hand tightly, silently watching the scene before him suddenly appear, then recede like a tide.

By his ear was the cry of the newly born infant; Fu Hengyan did not speak, but Luochen Zhenjun patted his shoulder, "Everything has its fixed number."

Some things cannot be dodged, cannot be avoided.

Having lived to such an age, Luochen Zhenjun boasted of having seen many scenes.

He did not expect his own disciple's Dao Companion to give birth successively; it truly opened his eyes.

Even the rumored scene of an Immortal's reincarnation has appeared; what else is impossible?

Hiss—

Could it be that the Lingyun Peak lineage will truly rise by leveraging this momentum and become the ruler of the mortal world?!

Luochen Zhenjun thought more deeply; the Xuantian Continent, don't look at its outwardly bright and beautiful appearance, in reality its internal situation is fraught with crises.

The matter of Magic Qi is merely placing the Xuantian Continent's crisis on the surface.

There is also the subtle relationship with the Xuanwei Realm.

Not a single living being of the Xuantian Continent does not want to enter the Xuanwei Realm, yet they have never been able to gain entry.

There was once a generation of Astrology Pavilion Masters who, borrowing the prophecy of the Morning Star, divined that if the Xuantian Continent could not merge into the Xuanwei Realm within a thousand years, the passage to the Xuanwei Realm would be thoroughly sealed.

At that time, the Xuantian Continent would be like an abandoned island, awaiting it would be utter extinction in tens of millions of years.

Calculating the time of the Astrology Pavilion Master's divination, only three hundred-odd years remain.

Luochen Zhenjun turned his head to look at the tightly shut door of the Delivery Room; in merely a moment, he entered within.

The boy Shen Yao gave birth to was at this moment being held and gently coaxed in Sun Ruoxue's arms.

Fu Hengyan sat at the Bedside, facing Shen Yao lying on the bed, holding hands.

Luochen Zhenjun walked to Sun Ruoxue's side, sized up the infant in the swaddling clothes with a glance, and nodded in satisfaction, "Single Fire Spirit Root, Qi Refining Perfection; aptitude is certainly stronger than others."

Running through the cultivators of the Lingyun Peak lineage in his mind, Luochen Zhenjun could not find a suitable Master.

But there is no rush; the child is still young for now, and if Lingyun Peak is not enough, there are other branches of the Tianjian Sect.

With so many cultivators gathered together, Luochen Zhenjun had to pick one out no matter what he said.

Who knows, this child might truly be the storybook protagonist who can change (save) the Xuantian Continent.