Chapter 51: Husband

"What thing?" Mu Yuqing asked, somewhat puzzled.

She hadn't been poisoned, so where would any "thing" come from?

Seeing her expression, Lan Xiaoyou was both shy and annoyed. "Oh, it's just that a few days ago, in the Donghua Continent, didn't you get... you know... by that lecherous thief?"

"Oh no!"

Hearing this, Mu Yuqing finally realized what she meant. Her jade-like cheeks turned incredibly red in a "whoosh." She hurriedly closed her eyes, focused her mind, and began to circulate her energy to regulate her breathing.

That day, the little thief had forcibly stuffed those lecherous substances into her body. At the time, in order to escape the encirclement of the Su Family, she had only focused on fleeing with Lan Xiaoyou.

As a result, she had forgotten about such an important matter.

She hoped she could remedy the situation before it was too late and that no human life had been created.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Yuqing opened her beautiful eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, her willow-leaf brows arched, and her pretty face looked exceptionally ugly.

Seeing this, Lan Xiaoyou asked nervously, "Master, how is it?"

"Sigh."

Letting out a sigh, Mu Yuqing said faintly, "I was a step too late. Those lecherous substances have all been absorbed by my body."

Hearing this, Lan Xiaoyou's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked, "Master, what should we do? You wouldn't have conceived that lecherous thief's seed, would you?"

If that were truly the result, she would find it hard to accept. Her Master had previously been a virgin, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and a Quasi-Emperor Realm peak powerhouse.

If she were pregnant with that lecherous thief's child, and this matter were to spread, wouldn't it cause their Heavenly Demon Sect to lose all face?

Hearing these words, Mu Yuqing's face turned even paler. She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, lowered her head, and remained silent.

In this instant, she felt as if she had lost all her strength, slumping into her chair, dazed and foolish.

Because she had just suddenly remembered that the day she had Dual Cultivation with Su Chen happened to be the day she was most fertile.

What did this mean?

It was highly likely she was pregnant with Su Chen's child!

This was simply an absurd joke!

She was a dignified Quasi-Emperor Realm peak powerhouse; in order to break through to the legendary Great Emperor Realm, she had not only lost her purity, but her cultivation had also plummeted to only the Quasi-Emperor Realm First Layer.

Even more tragic was that she was highly likely carrying the evil seed of that guy.

This was something she had never even dreamed of.

"Sigh!"

Looking at the dejected Mu Yuqing, Lan Xiaoyou sighed softly, walked up to her, and comforted her, "Master, don't think too much for now. Perhaps... it's not that easy to conceive..."

Although she felt this possibility was extremely slim, she still tried to soothe Mu Yuqing's emotions.

Hearing Lan Xiaoyou's comfort, Mu Yuqing slowly raised her head. Her peerlessly beautiful face wore a trace of worry, but in order not to let her disciple worry, she forced a smile and said, "Xiaoyou, you're right. That little thief couldn't possibly be that capable, hitting the mark in one shot. Who does he think he is?"

Having said that, she took a deep breath and suppressed the worry in her heart.

The most troublesome issue now was that her cultivation had dropped to the Quasi-Emperor Realm First Layer.

She had to recover her strength quickly; otherwise, not only would hostile sects like the Hehuan Sect and the Blood Refining Hall take the opportunity to attack the Heavenly Demon Sect early.

Even those subordinates within the Heavenly Demon Sect who opposed her might take the opportunity to rebel and push her off the position of Sect Master.

Over these years, she had held absolute power alone, but her foundation was shallow. Without sufficiently formidable strength to support her, the position of Sect Master would have long existed in name only.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuqing felt a wave of anxiety in her heart and couldn't help but feel restless.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, at this moment, Mu Yuqing felt a tearing pain coming from her dantian. She couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, fragrant sweat seeping from her forehead, her delicate body trembling, her face full of pain.

Seeing this scene, Lan Xiaoyou's heart twitched slightly, and she asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you..."

Mu Yuqing shook her head gently, squeezing out a faint smile, "Xiaoyou, it's fine. Master isn't that fragile."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yuqing's eyes suddenly widened. A look of pain appeared on her delicate features. Two lines of crystalline tears slid down her smooth face, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and her cherry lips opened several times, but she couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Lan Xiaoyou panicked immediately. She hurriedly supported her, tears streaming down, and choked out, "Master, you... what's wrong with you? Sob, sob, sob..."

She sobbed uncontrollably, never having imagined that her Master, who was always optimistic and strong, would be unable to withstand the blow.

"Cough, cough!"

At this moment, Mu Yuqing coughed violently several times, covered her abdomen, and said weakly, "Xiaoyou, don't cry. Master is fine. After resting for a period of time, I will recover."

"En!"

Lan Xiaoyou nodded vigorously and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Mu Yuqing let out a long sigh, reached out to hold her disciple's soft wrist, and said softly, "Xiaoyou, Master needs to rest in peace. For these days, you should discuss and handle the sect's affairs with the Great Elder and the others first."

"I will strictly follow the Sect Master's orders." Lan Xiaoyou nodded obediently.

What Mu Yuqing didn't know was that the reason she was like this now was because the seed in her belly had already taken root in the fertile soil of her body.

It was currently sprouting and needed a large amount of nutrients, naturally absorbing the Initial Origin Spiritual Power within the mother's body.

Mu Yuqing would definitely discover later that her Initial Origin Spiritual Power would constantly drain away, and the speed would become faster and faster, but by then, it would be too late for her to stop it.

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On an unnamed mountain in the Central Province.

"Moshen, your sect's grand-disciple seems to have conceived that kid's seed."

The old man in white calculated with his fingers, looked at the old man in black opposite him with a chuckle, and said, "That kid has your demeanor from back in the day, pulling out the 'stick' and being heartless!"

"Hmph! He dares!"

Hearing this, the old man in black's expression turned cold. Immediately, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly, "If that kid dares to let down Yuqing, even if I, this old man, have to face the dissipation of my life and Dao, I will go find him to settle the score!"

"Hahaha, look at you, still the same old self. Your temper is just as fiery!"

Seeing his old friend truly angered, the old man in white smiled lightly, "Rest assured, I just cast a divination for the two of them. Their marriage in this life is destined to be inseparable."

"You don't need to worry about your Heavenly Demon Sect encountering a huge crisis of destruction this time either."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the old man in black was stunned and asked in confusion, "Has some turning point appeared?"

The old man in white stroked his beard and chuckled, "The Tianji must not be revealed."

"You old codger!"

The old man in black curled his lip, not bothering to waste any more breath on this fellow who loved to act mysterious.

This old companion of his was the most skilled expert at calculation in the entire Tianxuan Continent, known to all by the nickname—Tianji Laoren.

Since he had said that the crisis of his sect would be resolved by Su Chen, he could set his mind at ease.

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Su Family.

In Su Chen's room.

"Husband, give me the seed."

Chu Yanran was full of allure, her pretty face flushed red like fire, a pair of jade arms hooked around Su Chen's neck, constantly blowing hot air into his ear.

Su Chen smiled lightly, his right hand gently grasping that rounded snow-white globe, slowly kneading it.

(End of chapter)