Chapter 762: Extra Chapter 3: Grey Old Fifth's Heart Ailment

Hui Moqiong has a heart disease.

Initially he thought that being with Li Qingying would not produce children; to relieve Li Qingying's psychological burden, he went around proclaiming that he was naturally infertile and could not have children.

Thus, everyone knew that Hui Moqiong could not have children.

But now he not only won the beauty's return, Li Qingying is already in labor, and Bai Shulan said this pregnancy would have at least seven or eight.

The prolific offspring genes inherent in rodents and fish were proven at this moment.

Hui Moqiong prayed that among these children, even if just one, even if only a single mouse hair grew on its head, he could hold it up to show off, proving it was his child and that he could have offspring.

(Not cuckolded!)

Bai Shulan's midwifery skills were excellent, and Li Qingying was also very steady.

After all, years of cultivation, housework, and whip-lashing have given Li Qingying an excellent physique.

One after another, the little ones were delivered, eight in a row.

A batch of red carp with horns on their heads, very beautiful.

Hui Moqiong held them one by one in his arms, marveling yet lamenting in his heart.

This one doesn't resemble me.

That one also doesn't resemble me.

All eight, yet not a single one bears any of my physical features.

Hui Moqiong felt as if his world had collapsed.

As soon as the eight little ones entered the water, they became active, swimming around Hui Moqiong playfully blowing bubbles at him.

Hui Moqiong looked at these little ones, who truly resembled Li Qingying in form, and felt both love… and… love.

What else could he do if he didn't love them?

Although they don't resemble him, they are ultimately the crystallization of his and Qingying's love.

Li Qingying had a natural delivery, slept after giving birth, and her body had recovered to about seventy or eighty percent.

She didn't need to observe the confinement period or nurse the children; just seeing the small horn on each of the eight children's heads, she knew they were extraordinary.

In the past, the Red Carp Clan spared no effort for that horn, yet ultimately failed to obtain it.

Now she has given birth to eight treasures, each with a horn on its head; in the future they can all go challenge the Dragon Gate to transform into jiao dragons and true dragons.

At this moment, Li Qingying felt that heaven had not treated her poorly.

Gifts flowed like water into the underwater chamber of the Zhu Pan River.

Xiao Jiu was the most extravagant, giving each of the eight children a golden longevity lock.

Xiao Jiu covered everything the children needed to eat and use.

Because at first no one could be sure what Li Qingying's children would look like, so no one dared buy little clothes for them.

Now clothes are saved, because these eight little red carp don't need to wear clothes, spending all day swimming in the Zhu Pan River, very carefree.

Xiao Jiu said, just wait a bit longer; these children will surely transform soon, and then buying them nice clothes won't be too late.

Li Qingying is a workaholic; after giving birth, Hui Moqiong pressed her onto the bed, but she only lay there for a week before returning to work at the Jūnzhú Shān Chénghuáng Miào.

The task of caring for the children fell to Hui Moqiong.

Hui Moqiong spent much more time each day in the Zhu Pan River, and his time with the children was also very happy.

As soon as he returned to shore, everyone urged him without reservation, hurry up and bring the children ashore for the Big Family to see.

Everyone was curious what the children of the Gray Immortal and the jiao dragon would look like.

Hui Moqiong was so depressed.

The children grew quickly; after one month, these eight little red carp could swim in schools from one end of the Zhu Pan River to the other, becoming a beautiful scenery line in the river.

One day two months later, the eight little red carp followed Shan Shan into Linghai.

From then on, the activity range of these eight little ones expanded greatly; they are natural overlords of the water, from the Zhu Pan River to Linghai, from the eight siblings sticking together, then to playing with Shan Shan, the younger generation of the Linghai Dragon Clan, and the vast aquatic system of the Linghai Dragon Clan, mingling together; soon, all eight little ones became enlightened and smoothly entered the early stage of cultivation.

Extremely low-maintenance.

Although the children were very low-maintenance, Hui Moqiong's sense of loss was still great.

He hadn't even properly enjoyed the fun of raising the children when they already refused to circle him blowing bubbles, spending all day away from home, mingling all day in the Linghai Dragon Clan.

During that period, Hui Moqiong felt he might have shifted from prenatal anxiety to postpartum depression, unable to muster any energy for anything.

Until one day, Liu Junyan's assigned task for him went slightly wrong.

Liu Junyan, while scolding him, said: 'Look at your little ambition; you two are in your prime, with such good genes—while you're young, have more kids, what's the big deal?'

Hui Moqiong suddenly understood.

Yes, he and Yingyingzi both have prolific genes; logically, their reproduction speed should be fast.

If the first litter didn't resemble him, then a second litter will do.

The country now advocates three children!

Thus, Hui Moqiong resumed his habit of digging holes at midnight beneath the walls of the Jūnzhú Shān Chénghuáng Miào.

From the day he first proposed a second child to Li Qingying, she guarded him like a thief, increasing the protective formations around the Chénghuáng Miào from one to three.

But even so, Hui Moqiong still managed to succeed a few times each month.

Just not knowing where the problem lay, Li Qingying simply did not get pregnant.

On the day the little ones turned one year old, thunder rumbled over the Zhu Pan River.

Shan Shan said the little ones' first Heavenly Tribulation was coming; after experiencing it, they might transform.

Such minor tribulations are actually commonplace for the Big Family.

But that day, Hui Moqiong and Li Qingying were still so nervous they couldn't do anything.

Starting at 1 p. m., one bolt of heavenly thunder after another struck the Zhu Pan River; lightning connected across the river, a downpour poured forth, and they could even see the little ones being tossed about by the waves.

This process lasted a full three hours.

On a stormy day, the sky had already darkened by then.

Hui Moqiong held Li Qingying, standing guard at the Pearl Plate River's edge, gazing out.

They were fully capable of protecting the eight Little Guys, but they had come step by step through steady cultivation, knowing that overprotection would be tantamount to harm for the Little Guys.

On the path of cultivation and tribulation, they still had to go through it themselves.

"Here they come!"

Hui Moqiong suddenly shouted excitedly.

Li Qingying lifted her gaze and saw one after another little horned child wading through the Pearl Plate River.

They wore no clothes, but their vital parts were covered in scales, chitter-chattering as they walked out of the water, all lunging into Li Qingying's embrace and calling "Mom".

Hui Moqiong had been holding Li Qingying, but was squeezed to the side, standing there alone...... like an outsider.

But soon he began to enjoy himself.

Because he discovered that these eight Little Guys were nothing like him in any way, but once they took human form, their eyes were exactly like his......