Sigh...
The mountain breeze brushes softly, passing Mount Mo Tian without entering.
Flying birds flap their wings, encountering obstacles and falling into the long sky.
All of this is due to the sudden appearance of the array light curtain, isolating everything outside.
Many Golden Core cultivators within Luo Tian Sect have sensed these changes.
Initially surprised, but after discovering the direction of the array’s initiation and slightly calculating the ti, everyone instantly understood.
With inexplicable excitent and anticipation, one figure after another flew towards Mount Sky Cliff.
Even if they couldn’t enter, just catching a glimpse when the "Young Master" is born would be wonderful.
Gu Caiyi, Li Yingzhang, Min Longyu, Zeng Yilong, Qin Yuanjiang, Yang Pingdu, ng Qin’er, even Jueqing Fairy brought Shi Lan along.
In the shadows, a dark figure flashed by.
Bai iling landed on a mountain peak, gazing expectantly at the towering Mount Sky Cliff.
"The Master is about to have an heir!"
...
Inside Mount Sky Cliff, within the palace at the mountainside.
Several figures were busily moving back and forth.
Leading them was an old woman with graying hair; her realm was only at Late Stage Foundation Establishnt, but her age had long surpassed the Foundation Establishnt’s limit, reaching two hundred and seventy years!
Nad Su Er, she was the first disciple of Sun Sifang, a dical saint who joined Luo Tian Sect years ago.
Although she couldn’t break through to the Golden Core Period due to lack of talent, she was sowhat proficient in longevity techniques, managing to live to two hundred and seventy years.
A couple of years ago, sensing her end was near, she had started arranging her affairs.
But upon hearing that Luo Tian Sect was about to initiate a war to lay a foundation for the sect, she had gritted her teeth and used healing techniques to stimulate vitality, pushing herself until Luo Tian Sect established its foothold in the Great Territory.
At this point, even if she passed on, she could smile in the afterlife.
Unexpectedly, she learned that the first generation sect master, Sima Huiniang, beca pregnant!
This was the Supre Elder’s child!
If I could personally deliver this child before passing away, then my life would have closure.
For this purpose, Su Er sealed her ridians and spread the Spirit Power from her Dantian to nourish her aging physical body, enduring pain daily to hold out until today.
"With such self-tornt, lingering on, I’m afraid I’ll go to hell after death."
Su Er thought this way, with a touch of self-mockery.
Most cultivators, upon sensing their lifespan nearing its end and accepting the reality, would not act like her, using various ans to tornt themselves, clinging to life against the inevitable.
To herself and those close to her, it was a profoundly cruel act.
But seeing Sima Huiniang’s painful cries, Su Er felt it was worth it.
"Female cultivators giving birth, how can it be this difficult?"
"If common people assisted in delivery, even if successful, the mother would suffer greatly diminished Vital Energy, with her realm falling drastically."
"Fortunately, I’m still here!"
Su Er couldn’t bear to watch Sima Huiniang, who had been kind to her, suffer so much, nor could she watch the sect’s future hope perish in the womb.
Silver needles fluctuated, connecting major ridians.
Spirit Power circulated, solidifying the Sea of Qi.
Additionally, she used finger techniques to stimulate Sima Huiniang’s body’s major acupoints.
At the sa ti, constantly soothing the woman to relax.
Ti slowly passed, from midnight to dawn.
The once confident Su Er gradually felt a panic erging inside her.
This little one, why is it so difficult to co out?
Could her healing techniques not facilitate a smooth delivery for Sima Huiniang?
Seeing the woman’s pale face and scattered pupils, Su Er took a deep breath, "Smooth delivery is too difficult, let’s perform a cesarean!"
Nearby disciples had anticipated this and began preparing the appropriate magic tools.
At this mont, a figure appeared beside them.
"You cannot perform a cesarean; it must be a smooth delivery!"
Su Er froze briefly and looked up at the tall young man.
"But..."
Luo Chen waved his hand backward, "You all leave!"
The lower order disciples from Su Er’s lineage saluted Luo Chen respectfully and retreated.
Su Er watched this scene, sowhat puzzled.
Then she saw the Supre Elder slowly extend his hand, touching Sima Huiniang’s belly, softly calling.
"Hui Niang, Hui Niang..."
Gradually, Sima Huiniang’s scattered pupils seed to awaken, with light in her eyes and strength in her body.
Su Er instinctively covered her mouth.
If it was just this, Su Er wouldn’t be so shocked.
What stunned her was the spreading lines emanating from where Luo Chen’s hand touched.
Blood-colored threads, like earthworms, continuously gathered throughout Sima Huiniang’s body, converging towards the stomach.
The blood flower was about to bloom, and the fruit was about to drop.
At this mont, Luo Chen turned his head, coldly looking at Su Er.
"What are you waiting for?"
Su Er shuddered all over and lowered her head to start working busily.
Strangely enough, the previously stalled delivery process beca much smoother after Luo Chen intervened.
The foot is visible!
"No wonder it was so difficult before; it’s the foot coming out first!" Su Er suddenly realized.
Then, the small body, covered in slippery fluid.
During this process, Sima Huiniang’s cries grew louder, as if capable of piercing the sky.
"Pain!!!"
After Sima Huiniang suddenly shouted, everything announced calmness.
Su Er cut the umbilical cord, washed the newborn with warm water, and tremblingly handed the child to Luo Chen.
"Co... Congratulations Supre Elder, it’s a... boy."
The white swaddle, stained with red glow, was dazzling and srizing.
Such phenona would unconsciously evoke thoughts of so great power reborn or sacred legend.
Yet the red glow was so sinister, seemingly ready to infiltrate the human mind.
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