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A few days ago, during one of her cultivation sessions, Xian'er suddenly felt a little unwell, so she quickly stopped circulating her Dou Qi and carefully examined her body.
At first, she thought something had gone wrong with the Poison Pill. But after checking, she was soon pleasantly surprised to discover that deep within her lower abdomen, there was an extremely faint trace of vitality quietly forming without her noticing.
That faint trace of vitality… was in her womb. This meant… a small life was beginning to grow there!
The discovery struck Xian'er like a bolt of lightning, leaving her so overwhelmed by the sudden joy that she nearly fainted on the spot.
She… was pregnant!?
It took her quite a while before she finally managed to calm her emotions a little. Afraid she had made a mistake, she quickly and carefully checked several more times before finally confirming it beyond any doubt.
It was real — a tiny, weak little life was indeed growing inside her.
From that moment on, she had no mood to continue cultivating. Bursting with joy, she exited seclusion, eager to find Wei Yang and share the news with him.
However, just as she stepped out, she spotted Qing Lin sitting blankly by the lotus pond, looking completely absent-minded. Sometimes her brows furrowed in worry, and other times she let out silly giggles, as if lost in her own world.
"Qing Lin, what's wrong with you?" Xian'er, puzzled by her expression, walked over with concern written all over her face.
"Sister Xian'er, I…" Qing Lin was startled, jolting upright in panic. Her eyes darted around nervously as she hesitated, looking utterly guilty, like a child caught doing something wrong.
"What's going on? Don't scare me."
Under Xian'er's persistent questioning, Qing Lin finally bit her lip, lowered her head, and whispered as if resigning herself to fate, "Sister Xian'er, I… I'm sorry… I-I think I might be pregnant."
Hearing that, Xian'er froze for a moment, then widened her eyes in surprise and blurted out, "You… you're pregnant too?"
"Too?"
That single word left Qing Lin completely stunned for a second. Then, as if struck by lightning, she shuddered and quickly asked in excitement, "Sister Xian'er, you mean… you also?"
"Mm." Xian'er's face bloomed with happiness as she nodded vigorously.
"That's… that's amazing!" Qing Lin's excitement overflowed instantly, and at the same time, she quietly let out a subtle sigh of relief.
However, how could such a tiny shift in her expression escape Xian'er's sharp eyes?
With just a bit of thought, Xian'er immediately understood Qing Lin's earlier hesitation.
In an instant, she felt touched, yet also found it slightly funny and a little frustrating. "You're having a baby, so why are you apologizing to me and hiding it like some big secret?"
"I… I…" Qing Lin's face stiffened, and she stammered nervously, "Sister Xian'er, I… I was afraid you'd be upset. No, no, I didn't mean it like that, I-I didn't—"
She waved her hands frantically, struggling to explain herself.
"Alright, enough, I know what you mean, silly girl." Xian'er reached out and hugged Qing Lin tightly. Her nose turned slightly sour, and her eyes grew misty as a warm current welled up in her heart.
She understood exactly what Qing Lin was trying to say. Of course Qing Lin knew that Xian'er had always wanted a baby.
But no matter what she tried, Xian'er had never been able to conceive. And now, out of nowhere, Qing Lin was the one who got pregnant first, so naturally, Qing Lin had been torn with guilt and hesitation.
She was terrified that Xian'er would be hurt, saddened, or even fall into despair because of it…
"We're sisters — family. I'm your older sister. Who do you think I am, hmm?" Xian'er lightly flicked Qing Lin's forehead and scolded her half-angrily.
"Jie… I was wrong." Qing Lin lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake.
Time passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, three days went by.
That day, the morning sun rose, bathing the land in warm light.
Inside a secret chamber.
A bare-chested figure sat cross-legged in silence.
Crackling~
Tiny scarlet arcs of lightning occasionally burst from his skin's pores, flashing with a strange, demonic glow.
Across Wei Yang's skin, countless dark-red blood vessels lit up faintly. At first glance, they resembled intricate, mysterious natural patterns; but upon closer inspection, they looked as though they were etched by countless blood-colored bolts of lightning, forming tattoos that densely covered every inch of his body.
At the center of his forehead, just above his brows, a vivid blood-red sun-like mark pulsed faintly, connecting seamlessly with the patterns covering his entire body.
A scorching, oppressive aura naturally radiated from him.
If one looked carefully, one could faintly see a thin layer of semi-transparent, illusory blood flames rising from his skin, burning so fiercely that even the surrounding space twisted and warped. Even his long hair carried a faint crimson tint.
Sitting cross-legged there, his entire body faintly emitted an aura that carried a domineering yet strange and demonic feeling.
Suddenly.
Boom!
A vast and overwhelming pressure erupted from his body without warning. A circular shockwave burst outward, sweeping through the secret chamber like a violent storm. It took a long moment before everything slowly calmed down again.
At this time, Wei Yang's tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
Swoosh!
In that instant, it was as if lightning tore through the void itself — faint streaks of blood-colored thunder seemed to flash wildly, crackling sharply in the silence.
Those were a pair of blood-red eyes, burning like two blazing suns of crimson, glowing eerily in the dim secret chamber. Two streaks of blood-colored light shot from his pupils, extending nearly half a foot long.
That crimson glow did not give off a cold or sinister feeling — instead, it carried an oppressive heat, an overwhelming dominance, and a strange, demonic allure!
Hu~
As he exhaled slowly, waves of scorching heat rolled through the room.
Wei Yang rose to his feet.
His long dark-red hair danced wildly in the airflow, resembling flickering streams of blood flames, swaying and twisting in mid-air.
When he opened his mouth, two sharp, inch-long fangs extended from his upper jaw. They looked exactly like the feral fangs of a corpse demon.
Crack crack crack~
His fingers curled into claw-like shapes, and before his eyes, razor-sharp, hooked nails grew out from his fingertips.
Roar~
Wei Yang suddenly tilted his head back and let out a thunderous roar that shook the chamber.
Soundwaves carrying scorching waves of dark-red heat swept out violently, shattering the Xuanwu Black Rock floors and walls into spiderweb cracks.
A layer of blood-colored flames intertwined with endless lightning arcs surrounded his body, erupting with terrifying intensity.
His presence surged wildly — overwhelming, boundless, as if a demon god had descended upon the world!
A long time passed.
Only then did everything gradually calm down again. The swirling blood flames and lightning arcs around his body slowly receded, drawing back into his flesh.
The countless faintly glowing, dark-red vein-like patterns across his skin faded away and disappeared entirely.
The crimson glow within his eyes gradually dimmed. The sharp hooked claws at his fingertips retracted, and his feral fangs quietly shrank back.
Now, compared to before, Wei Yang's appearance had undergone a tremendous transformation.
First, his originally pitch-black hair had completely turned into a dark-red hue, carrying a faint shimmer like a layer of blood flames flowing through it. His pupils, once pure black, had now become deep crimson.
At the center of his forehead, the blood-red sun-shaped mark glimmered faintly with mysterious light.
Even his overall aura had shifted drastically — his very presence now radiated scorching heat, wild dominance, and a strange, demonic majesty.
Crack crack crack~
Wei Yang clenched both fists slowly, and the space around them fractured faintly, splintering into dark, jagged cracks as if unable to withstand the force.
Feeling the surging, terrifying power coursing through his body, Wei Yang couldn't help but curl his lips into a slight smile.
At this moment, he was still at the level of a Five-Star Dou Zong, with no advancement in cultivation rank.
However… his strength was now five to six times greater than it had been just three days ago!
His cultivation realm hadn't changed, but his raw power had skyrocketed severalfold!This was simply unbelievable.
After fully merging his bloodline with that single drop of ancient blood essence, it was as though he had undergone a complete transformation — an evolution on the very level of life itself.
His body had experienced an extraordinary and profound change. It was as if a small pond had suddenly been expanded into a vast lake.
Although his cultivation realm remained unchanged, the amount and quality of energy his body could now contain had multiplied several times over!
"Right now, I'm frighteningly powerful…" Wei Yang murmured, unable to suppress a sigh of amazement. He raised his hand and casually grasped toward the air ahead.
Boom!
The entire space before him collapsed inward, forming a miniature black hole.
This power… was terrifying!
Don't be fooled by his current rank of Five-Star Dou Zong — in his eyes, even a peak Dou Zong powerhouse now seemed no different from a slightly larger ant, one that he could crush with ease.
He was still a Dou Zong… but compared to other Dou Zongs, it felt as though they weren't even standing on the same level, not even existing within the same dimension. And all of this… was because of that drop of ancient blood essence!
Not only his Dou Qi, but even his physical body had now reached an almost unimaginable level of strength.
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