Chapter 810: Extra 4: 47

Just then, a cry of pain came from behind.

"Xiao Jiu, it hurts! I… I think I'm about to give birth…"

Xiao Jiu turned his head sharply and saw Gu Ya standing helplessly in place, with Feng Wu guarding beside her.

A liquid mixed with bloodstains flowed down from Gu Ya's pant leg and fell onto the ground.

The amniotic fluid broke.

Earlier on the way here by car, Xiao Jiu had wondered why Gu Ya was clearly in so much pain, yet her amniotic fluid hadn't broken—it was strange.

Unexpectedly, at this moment they hadn't done anything; she merely held the Golden Luo Pan and approached the stone gate, giving the tomb chamber an illusion of rotation, and Gu Ya's amniotic fluid also broke.

Given Gu Ya's condition, it was clear she was about to give birth.

This child of hers should have been born at the Meng family's old residence, or in the Meng family ancestral tomb; the least appropriate place would be the tomb chamber on Yinjun Mountain.

So, whether Gu Ya would go into labor at this juncture must be related to this tomb chamber.

Or perhaps someone hidden in the tomb chamber had secretly done something to Gu Ya, determined not to let her give birth to the child in this tomb chamber.

Xiao Jiu turned back, took in Feng Wu, half‑carrying her, and rushed into the tomb chamber.

After the amniotic fluid broke, Gu Ya's contractions came frequently; she groaned in pain.

Xiao Jiu felt that Gu Ya could give birth at any second.

Just as she stepped over the threshold of the tomb chamber, a gust of yin wind rushed toward her again.

Xiao Jiu stamped his foot, quickly formed a hand seal, and chanted, creating a protective circle around her and Gu Ya's bodies.

The yin wind kept striking the protective circle, its howling like a beast tearing at prey.

Xiao Jiu thought, fortunately it was the Meng family who came looking for me.

Otherwise, on this yin‑yang path, how many people could withstand such intense successive attacks?

At that moment, Xiao Jiu heard Feng Wu's voice in his ear: "Master, let me clear the way!"

Xiao Jiu refused.

Because at that moment the Soul‑guiding Lamp had already appeared before the protective circle.

The ghost face's burst of strong yin qi directly scattered the yin wind.

Xiao Jiu kept his steps steady, supporting Gu Ya as he strode forward.

Behind them, the stone gate slammed shut with a boom.

The oil lamps on the stone wall lit up one after another the instant the stone gate closed.

The stone chamber, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly became much brighter.

In the direction the stone gate faced, Xiao Jiu saw nothing.

But the instant he turned toward the north, Xiao Jiu was shocked by what lay before him.

This was a very large tomb chamber.

Yet the whole tomb chamber felt very empty.

In the center of the tomb chamber stood a huge stone coffin, its surface carved with exaggerated dragon patterns.

Talisman paper was pasted all over the top of the stone coffin.

Yet the symbols on those talisman papers were written in blood, symbols Xiao Jiu had never seen before.

But what shocked Xiao Jiu was not the coffin or the symbols, but a … water channel about three meters wide encircling the coffin…

But when Xiao Jiu identified what liquid filled that "water channel," she suddenly understood.

That wasn't a water channel at all—it was a ring of connected sacrificial pits.

No one knew how deep those sacrificial pits went, or whether they hid other chambers, but Xiao Jiu could be certain they were filled with blood!

Xiao Jiu realized this was one method of refining corpses.

And the corpse lying in the stone coffin at that moment had not rotted; instead it gave off a strong corpse fragrance.

Everything the other party had done was for this corpse.

What Xiao Jiu cared more about was to what degree this corpse had been refined.

Had it regained sentience like a normal person?

Don't rush, Xiao Jiu.

Having come this far, we could say we've entered the heart of the turmoil.

Now, no matter what happens, as long as we help Gu Ya deliver the Little Guy, we've already succeeded halfway.

"Ugh… it hurts…"

Gu Ya almost threw her whole weight onto Xiao Jiu, both hands gripping his sleeves tightly, pleading: "Xiao Jiu, help me, please…"

Xiao Jiu drew a deep breath, condensed a strand of true qi in his hand, and gently pushed it toward Gu Ya's belly.

Gu Ya's belly wasn't big, and fetal movement wasn't obvious.

But when Xiao Jiu's hand pressed on Gu Ya's belly, she felt the Little Guy's violent trembling again.

She feared birth, feared the scene of being born now.

Yet the amniotic fluid had broken, Gu Ya's face was deathly pale, looking terrible.

Xiao Jiu had midwifery experience; she knew that delaying like this would put Gu Ya's life at risk every second.

Xiao Jiu could only use true qi to suspend Gu Ya, soothe the Little Guy, and slowly press his palm downward along her belly.

Gu Ya's cries were miserable; the amniotic fluid flowing from her feet eventually turned entirely into blood water.

Boom!

Just then, a tremendous thunderclap struck from above.

This thunder was huge, huge, shaking the ground.

Even inside the tomb chamber it could be heard clearly.

Xiao Jiu knew that the other party's auspicious time had arrived.

And the arrival of this auspicious time meant that Liu Junyan, this true dragon, had already approached along the earth's veins.

"Ah……"

Gu Ya also screamed at the same time.

The next moment, the cry cut off abruptly.

Gu Ya's body tilted, she could no longer support herself, and she fell into the blood pool.

Beneath her, a bloody mass writhed, emitting low whimpering sounds.

Xiao Jiu pushed aside that layer of placenta, revealing the little thing Gu Ya had struggled to give birth to.

That little thing was too small.

Whether looking at its appearance or its size, it resembled a newborn kitten.

Pure white, perhaps mixed with some dark patterns; because it was born in the blood pool, a small patch of its fur had been dyed red.

When Xiao Jiu picked up the little thing, quickly wiped it clean with her own clothes, turned its body over, and faced the Little Guy's front, Xiao Jiu suddenly realized it was actually a white tiger cub!

Even more strangely, the white tiger cub's eyebrows and eyes were extremely similar to those of the several deceased girls Meng Lao had previously shown Xiao Jiu.

It... it was just too good-looking.

Not only cute, but its brows and eyes were also extremely alluring.

Yes, Xiao Jiu clearly saw an alluring hue on the white tiger cub's face.

Xiao Jiu tucked the white tiger cub into her bosom and patted its little rear, signaling it to behave.

Regarding Gu Ya giving birth to a white tiger cub, Xiao Jiu's acceptance was high.

Because from the start, Xiao Jiu knew that what Gu Ya carried in her belly was not a baby, but a spirit beast.

She had thought of foxes, weasels, even rats, but never imagined it would be a white tiger cub.

Xiao Jiu left the protective circle and Soul-guarding Lamp to guard Gu Ya, while she herself took the white tiger cub and the Golden Luopan out of the protective circle.

Just as Xiao Jiu prepared to leap up and jump toward the Stone Coffin Peak to see what was happening, the white tiger cub she had been holding to her chest vanished.

And the Golden Luopan in her hand suddenly trembled violently and then stilled.

Its pure gold needle pointed straight at the stone coffin.

No matter how Xiao Jiu turned her wrist, the needle's direction never changed.

Immediately afterward, in the sacrificial pits around the stone coffin, the blood suddenly bubbled up.

The stone coffin's lid also began to tremble, as if its contents might be burst open at any moment.

Crackle!

Click!

Xiao Jiu heard thunder.

She heard something seeming to be about to thrust straight into the burial chamber.

At the same time, she also heard the familiar dragon's roar……