In the swaddling clothes, the baby’s eyelids were tightly shut, mouth closed, silent as if a stillborn.
Luo Chen took the swaddling clothes, not looking at the child at first, but at the old woman.
"Su Er, how old are you this year?"
Su Er hunching over, "Disciple is two hundred and seventy-one years old this year."
With just one glance, Luo Chen saw through the pain she was experiencing, nodded, "You’ve done well, go now, hope in your next life you can still be a disciple of the Luo Tian Sect."
Luo Chen pointed, a trace of green light entered Su Er’s body.
The physical anguish that tortured her for two years, dissipated instantly after the green light entered her body.
Su Er felt her entire body relax, as if returning to her youthful days, full of vitality.
If she were to die in such a state, perhaps the path to the Netherworld would be smoother?
Su Er thought.
In her ears, ca Luo Chen’s calm words.
"What happened today must not be told to anyone."
Su Er bowed down, respectfully offering a kneeling salute to Luo Chen.
Then she got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.
When the female disciples asked if things went smoothly, she smiled without speaking.
With Gu Caiyi, Li Yingzhang, and other Golden Core cultivators eagerly asking if it was a boy or girl, she only said the specifics will be announced by the Supre Elder later.
Then, she returned to the cave mansion accompanied by disciples.
Thinking of the little young master’s round face, and the ominous red glow that ca naturally, she sighed.
The arrangents for her aftermath were made two years ago.
As for now?
Su Er sat cross-legged, her aged hands forming Dao law thods, quietly awaiting death’s arrival.
The array of Mount Sky Cliff had yet to be removed.
During the wait, Gu Caiyi and the others’ initially excited expectations continually changed, with many bad speculations arising.
Could anything have gone wrong?
The childbirth had persisted from midnight to daylight.
For powerful Golden Core cultivators, this seed too unbelievable.
Back then, Yao Mingyue’s parents, re Qi Refinent Stage cultivators, managed to give birth to Yao Mingyue amid a sudden battle at Crescent Valley within a few breaths.
Sima Huiniang’s realm was impressive, how could it take this long?
Thinking of Su Er’s evasive words, they couldn’t help but wonder.
But the big formation blocked them, even Min Longyu was helpless.
It was then that Min Longyu suddenly realized the Supre Elder’s path of array expertise was so profound, even he was far from it.
Inside the sleeping chamber.
Luo Chen quietly watched the little person in swaddling clothes, his expression neither sad nor happy.
Unlike typical newborns, wrinkled and ugly, this one was like a freshly-stead bun, white and smooth, with a round face.
Seeming well-nourished, fully developed in the womb.
Under his gaze, the eerie red glow seed very afraid of Luo Chen, began to recede constantly, into the little one’s body.
"Afraid of ?"
"Makes sense, you’re not only out of Huiniang, but also out of ."
"Now that the host is so weak, you indeed should fear ."
Luo Chen slowly raised his right hand, covering it towards the child’s face, his expression as cold as steel.
This child was indeed his.
But from the start, he never intended to let the other survive.
rely as a transition vessel, allowing Sima Huiniang to shed the burden of the Demon Mind Gu.
Moreover, what good is living?
The Demon Mind Gu was completely bound to him, unable to cultivate in the future, could beco extrely weak due to the Demon Mind Gu’s qi-blood devouring.
Even as a mortal body, living past a hundred years would be difficult.
Rather than suffering a lifeti, it’s better to be freed early.
As for the act of killing one’s child, a determined person like Luo Chen, can do it!
Just as Luo Chen’s hand touched the baby’s smooth skin, a weak voice from Sima Huiniang ca from the side.
"Husband, our child..."
"Wah!"
A loud cry suddenly echoed throughout the vast sleeping chamber.
The once icy chamber gained a touch of warmth due to this cry.
Luo Chen’s hand stopped.
His steely face showed emotion at this mont, his eyes hesitated.
"Husband?"
Sima Huiniang seed like she had just overco a serious illness, struggling to lift her head to look towards Luo Chen.
In her view, she only saw Luo Chen gently caressing the baby in the swaddle.
Because of that cry, she beca a bit anxious.
"The child, the child!"
Luo Chen hesitated.
After cultivating for over three hundred years, so said he had changed, so said he hadn’t.
He knew that his external deanor had beco increasingly decisive and calculating, as cunning as a fox, but towards those close to him, he remained the sa.
Even towards old acquaintances, he could still show kindness, let alone his own child.
Looking down again, the little one unexpectedly had opened its eyes, large and almost unreal black eyes staring right at him, still crying loudly.
"Husband, let see our child!"
Beside his ear, the woman’s voice grew more anxious.
Luo Chen pressed his lips together, gritting his teeth, his cheeks puffed up and firm.
"Sigh..."
He inexplicably let out a sigh, as if feeling a sense of relief.
Luo Chen finally placed the baby on the bed, lifting Sima Huiniang’s soft and weak arm, and tucked the child into her embrace.
At this mont, Sima Huiniang’s eyebrows curved with genuine happiness.
"It’s a son!"
Luo Chen nodded, "Yes, it’s a son."
He, Luo Chen, having lived two lifetis, finally had a son of his own.
A sense of blood connection finally crossed over the inexplicable obsession from before, reaching into his heart.
Just an innocent child!
Even if a Demon Gu was with him, even if unable to cultivate, even if he had only a hundred years to live, but he was a Nascent Soul True Master, a prominent Alchemy Sect master!
Under his protection, even mortals could live a wonderful life.
How could he let future suffering end all possibilities before even opening his eyes?
Luo Chen touched his face, not knowing when fine cold sweat appeared.
A mont’s difference, is it the Heart Demon obstructing?
A sense of fear arose in Luo Chen’s heart.
He dared not imagine what would happen if he had truly acted rcilessly just before.
Would it be Sima Huiniang’s lifelong hatred towards him, or the chaotic power struggles within Luo Tian Sect in the future, or his own midnight dreams of guilt?
If one day he reaches the God Transformation Realm, would the child’s spirit co seeking vengeance, becoming the last straw that breaks him?
Eventually, he had an epiphany.
At this mont, Luo Chen only felt his own thoughts flowing more smoothly, more actively.
Sima Huiniang happily teased the child in her arms, looking towards the contemplative Luo Chen.
"Husband, earlier I asked what the child’s na would be, and you said you didn’t know the gender, now that we do, have you any idea?"
Luo Chen smiled wryly; he previously trapped by the Demonic obstruction, did not even consider this.
To na a dead child, wouldn’t that be inviting trouble for oneself?
But now, awakened, he found it sowhat awkward.
Facing Sima Huiniang’s expectant gaze, inspiration struck Luo Chen, and he blurted out.
"Let’s call him Lingxi!"
Sima Huiniang was stunned for a mont, then she smiled lightly.
That na is good!
Back then, it was because they planted the Spirit Beetle that she could wait for Luo Chen’s return.
Luo Chen gazed lovingly at the mother and child, and sighed inwardly.
Just hoping this child, in the future, will have Heart-Linked enlightennt, without Demonic Obstruction!
"You rest for a while; I’ll inform others and arrange disciples to take care of you."
"Okay, you go ahead, husband!" Sima Huiniang replied sweetly, then lowered her head to look at the now quiet baby in her arms. "Lingxi, Lingxi, henceforth you shall be called Luo Lingxi!"
Luo Chen didn’t tarry, swiftly leaving.
Seeming almost unable to face the mother and child.
Outside the hall, with just a wave of his hand, the vast array dispersed entirely.
One by one, figures seed to receive notification, swiftly flying in.
Facing expectant gazes, Luo Chen smiled slightly.
"Mother and child are safe."
Instantly, cheers erupted from the mouths of the Golden Core Cultivators that had weathered many storms.
Luo Chen chuckled and shook his head, about to arrange care for the mother and child.
Yet just as he moved to act, his brow furrowed slightly.
Pulling out a jade slip, its spirit light flickered ceaselessly, as if extrely urgent.
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