Chapter 470: with translation of chapter title

Spit it out. Shen Qingli said hurriedly, her hand still rubbing her lower abdomen.

But neither Little Star nor Little Li made a peep.

Shen Qingli grew anxious, "That's not edible energy, that's Li Li—you two spit it out right now!"

If they ate Li Li's last heart-core, she would truly—never be able to get it back.

Li Li had always firmly chosen her!

Li Li always helped her when she needed it most!

The fluffy, adorable, fun-loving Li Li!

Don't rush. Di Jin had dropped to one knee before her, both hands gripping her slightly fuller waist from pregnancy, leaning his ear to her abdomen, communicating with divine sense and intent to the two little ones: "What are you trying to do?"

Little Li "gugu" blew bubbles, basically impossible to describe…

Little Star was better, at least managing to convey that it didn't want to eat.

As its master, Shen Qingli could roughly guess what it meant: "Just hold it in?"

Shen Que blinked, "Who's holding whom?"

"It's obvious! Little Star and Little Li are shouting 'dead fatty'~"

"Really?" Yu Jia's divine sense wasn't bad either; he could sense the two hadn't swallowed Jiu Ying? Then it really was just holding it in?

But Shen Qingli didn't understand, "Why hold it in?"

"Fragrant!" Shen Que instantly transformed into a young lad, no longer crying, his eyes lighting up with a feeling of vindicated grievance and a serf turning over, shouting, "The dead fatty finally has its day! Don't spit, just hold it in! Hold it until it comes back to life, then hold it!"

If it weren't for the fact that the dead fatty died, he would never forgive this disgusting, lecherous cat in this life or the next!

But now, "Hahahaha! Heaven spares no one!"

Shen Que put his hands on his hips, and in an instant his sorrow vanished, replaced only by the satisfaction of having avenged a great grudge.

Di Hao, this "outsider," completely failed to understand, after all those beasts had just been one more sorrowful than the other, seeming quite emotional.

In the blink of an eye, how did they turn to either gloating over others' misfortune, beating a dog in the water, or watching a fire from the opposite bank?

Shen Qingli had been rather tense, but hearing the beasts make such a fuss, she could only laugh and cry at the same time.

Earlier she had mainly been too anxious, so she didn't carefully sense that, although the two had "swallowed" Li Li's heart-core, they hadn't digested it—rather, they seemed to still be nurturing it?

"What are they doing?" Shen Qingli asked Di Jin, who was still leaning his ear to listen, needing a definite answer: "Are they nurturing Li Li?"

Di Hao heard that and wondered, "Let me take a look."

Di Jin immediately retorted, "What are you looking at? Are you even appropriate for this?"

"You wretched creature! Do you think I'm you? You have no sense of propriety at all!"

Could Di Hao not know that father-in-law and daughter-in-law are different? He certainly couldn't stare like a son does—what would that make him?

As for Di Jin, he actually didn't quite understand what his son was doing, teaming up with that little mountain, so he stepped back.

Di Hao indeed hadn't gotten too close, but he radiated divine power that enveloped Shen Qingli's abdomen; Di Jin's eyelid twitched—he was already displeased—but someone was even more displeased and acted first.

"What are you doing?" Shen Kuo, who had arrived stepping across the universe, upon seeing this scene, thought he was again up to some mischief, intending to bully his daughter and granddaughter, so he stepped forward and slapped Di Hao…

A crisp "slap" sound!

It was really crisp…

Consequently, Yuanwu True Lord and the others who had come with Shen Kuo and his wife all hastily closed their eyes.

No!

What did they all see!

The Taiqing Emperor Lord had always been high and mighty; even though he often got fuming mad from Di Jin's anger, he could basically still beat Di Jin—but the former Taiqing Emperor Lord actually got slapped.

Oh.

I remember now.

This isn't the first time.

Last time he was beaten by the Young Lord.

That would be fine enough; the Emperor Lord suffering a loss at the Young Lord's hands was something they'd anticipated, a matter of time.

But this handsome, gentle, amiable female lord's father actually could—and dared to—slap the Emperor Lord.

Actually, not only did he dare; Zhong Minglan dared even more.

Although the Vermilion Bird Spear arrived later, it precisely locked onto Di Hao!

At that moment they were about to roast his string of divine-level lotus roots into grilled lotus root skewers…

Fortunately Shen Qingli was quick-handed, hastily tossing out Jiu Ying, which barely managed to swallow that spear, feeling as if its belly were on fire, urgent and blazing…

"Ying!"

It almost accidentally injured Yuanwu True Lord and the others when it spat out nine mouths of flame in a single cry.

If they hadn't hastily jumped behind the candle monster, they would certainly have been scorched into a sorry state.

After all, Shen Kuo and his wife, who were closest to Shen Qingli and Di Jin and had deep ties with them, reaped the most from this enlightenment; they eventually surpassed them, far ahead in entering the State of Ease and Freedom.

This simply astonished Shen Qingli, especially Zhong Minglan—she had crossed so many realms it was almost too much, making her a bit worried: "Mother, can you control this divine power?"

"It's a bit unfamiliar." Zhong Minglan really hadn't yet smoothed and digested this frenzied advancement; otherwise she wouldn't have lagged behind Shen Kuo by a step.

"How did it rise so quickly?" Shen Qingli was genuinely curious.

On Zhong Minglan's usually sprightly face, a hint of bashfulness flickered.

She awkwardly lowered her red-tasseled spear, "Well, the yin-yang divine power you and Ah Jin awakened actually suits me and your father better—so he just happens to be able to let me advance."

Shen Qingli initially didn't understand, but seeing her mother's ears all red, she finally realized!

I understand.

Yin-yang dual cultivation.

Moreover, her mother gained a lot this time, possibly having harvested some good stuff through yin-yang union.

Zhong Minglan, under her understanding gaze, felt even more embarrassed and hurriedly changed the subject: 'No, what was that guy just about to do to you? Why didn't A Jin stop him? Isn't that unfavorable to you?'

The earlier, more hurried Zhong Minglan simply followed Shen Kuo in attacking! Only now did she realize she might have misunderstood again? But her husband is still continuing to beat that person...

Di Hao is practically wronged to death! What has he done?

But this parent-in-law just came up and beat him! Didn't give him a chance to explain.

His wicked son, he's also resigned, not knowing to come stop him, just standing there with arms crossed, watching!

So what's the use of having a son? Might as well beat him to death.

But even beating him to death is useless……

Di Hao is really frustrated, how come his and Yun Ling's child can't be a daughter?

Come to think of it, his daughter-in-law is more reliable than the wicked son, already shouting, 'Dad, stop hitting! Father didn't do anything, just wants to check on Xiao Xiao Li and them.'

However, Shen Kuo struck even more ruthlessly!

What father?

On what grounds does a daughter, who originally only called him dad/father, now have another?

Heh.

Shen Kuo had held back before, but now he's really going for the kill!

Di Hao then felt like 'a tiger fallen to flat ground, bullied by dogs'; back then, a single finger could press down Shen Kuo, even if he had attained great ease, but as long as he was in the Three Pure Universe, he would have to submit to him!

But now……

Bang!

Shen Kuo's punch precisely broke through Di Hao's defense, solidly hitting his abdomen!

Di Hao was beaten so badly his lotus-root body was about to shatter, a mouthful of bloody sweet blood almost came out.

But he wanted to save face, so he forced himself to swallow it back! Come on, his old subordinates are all here—how could he not notice? If they saw him actually spit blood from being beaten, they'd die laughing!

However, just as he suppressed the urge to spit blood, his eldest son came and slapped him! Slapped his upper back, causing that mouthful of old blood to surge up again, but! He still forced himself to swallow it back down.

Di Jin also resigned to him, this stubborn endurance, even when there's nothing wrong he still endures as if there were.

It was supposed to slap out the blood he swallowed, but he instead ends up swallowing it again.

Di Jin had no choice but to reluctantly use divine power to heal his internal injuries, and asked, 'How is it? little cat.'

Di Hao originally thought his eldest son had really become considerate, not only treating his injuries but also greeting him……

Fine!

Indeed, thinking too beautifully, not as good as a little cat.

However, upon thinking of the situation just discovered, he finally understood: why couldn't Great Purity eliminate this little brat!

Because, it's simply impossible……