Ren Wokuang: Isn't your big brother Sun Qitian? Oh, no, Sun Wukong!
Ji Bubai: Shaless, claiming relations so easily, Su Yie is still my little brother.
Li Huahun: Hm?
Piercing Arm Monkey: The Great Sage Equaling Heaven is the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and the Victorious Fighting Buddha is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, they'll make up sooner or later, it's all the sa. Besides, only my big brother is supposed to defeat the Victorious Fighting Buddha, he can't just die halfway through!
Fla Prison Demoness: Hmph, you're still shaless.
Celestial Martial Emperor: Ji Bubai, are you seeking death? I've already recognized Su Yie as my big brother, you want to step on my head?
...
As Su Yie reviewed the chat of Emperor Su's Sect, he couldn't help but reminisce.
Several months ago, the Victorious Fighting Buddha had left the Crimson Shadow Divine Realm with his Buddha Sect, only to be attacked en route.
Su Yie sent the Divine Shadow Legion to support them, helping them to narrowly escape disaster.
However, unexpectedly, a few days ago the Victorious Fighting Buddha and his followers were attacked again, and the Victorious Fighting Buddha even lost consciousness before he could teleport away to escape.
Up to this day, there has still been no news of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
All the mbers of Emperor Su's Sect speculated it was the Imperial Court's doing, as no other major power had a motive.
However, for the ti being, no one knew the whereabouts of the Victorious Fighting Buddha; they couldn't even achieve Sect Teleportation.
As a Sect Elder, Yang Jian started mobilizing the Sect mbers to investigate the matter.
For now, Su Yie was at a loss for what to do and could only continue to accompany Nan Xiaopao and the other won in their strolling.
Even if the Victorious Fighting Buddha had the misfortune to die, his wraith would still remain in Emperor Su's Sect, and he could be resurrected later.
In the current scenario, in fact, it would be better if the Victorious Fighting Buddha was dead since he could be resurrected after a few hundred years.
Nan Xiaopao and Shen Zixuan also noticed the commotion in Emperor Su's Sect, but due to Xiao Bai and Xiang Yu being there, they didn't bring it up much.
Half a year later.
Emperor Su's Sect still had no news of the Victorious Fighting Buddha, casting a shadow over the Sect.
The Imperial Court had not released any news, and there was no wraith of the Victorious Fighting Buddha within Emperor Su's Sect.
Could the enemy be stronger than Emperor Su?
This thought, once it erged, took root in the hearts of the mbers.
It was just too bizarre.
Unprecedented.
Su Yie was nearly bursting with impatience, but Nan Xiaopao could give birth at any mont, and he couldn't leave.
On this day, Nan Xiaopao finally gave birth.
The location was in the gorges of the Northern Abyss, where Su Yie had made a temporary house.
With her current level of cultivation, she naturally wouldn't have a difficult labor, and she was even pain-free, giving birth to a baby boy with the help of Xiang Yu, Xiao Bai, and Shen Zixuan.
Upon seeing the child, he couldn't help but think of Su Lingding.
To awaken her Spiritual Wisdom, Tai Su Sword Lord was in seclusion helping her, even missing the marriage between Su Yie and Nan Xiaopao.
"Su Yie, look, I told you, it's a boy!"
Nan Xiaopao held the swaddled baby boy, laughing with delight.
She was beaming with pride, not at all looking like a woman who had just given birth, with rosy cheeks and a steady breath. Su Yie couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Wah, wah——"
The baby boy cried incessantly, his voice strong enough to be heard for miles around.
Because he was just born, his skin was slightly wrinkled, but it was clear that his facial features were quite nice. He would definitely grow up to be very handso, just like Su Yie.
Su Yie took the child, teasing his little mouth with his hand, and said with a smile, "He's very strong, it seems he won't be an easy kid in the future, just like his mom."
Nan Xiaopao rolled her eyes at him, saying irritably, "Where have I not been easy? I've never caused you trouble!"
Su Yie didn't argue with her, focusing his attention on the child in his arms.
The more he looked at his son, the more he liked him.
When he first learned that Nan Xiaopao was pregnant, he was surprised and pleased, but he didn't feel the affection he felt now.
Only when he really saw the child's face clearly did his heart inexplicably race.
He wished he could offer his best to win the child's favor.
At this mont, he thought a lot.
He even thought about putting everything aside and focusing solely on accompanying his child as he grew up.
But just thinking of the Holy Light Hall, and of the space-ti causality on himself, his heart sank fiercely.
"Let have a look!"
Shen Zixuan, Xiao Bai, and Xiang Yu also crowded over.
Although it wasn't their first ti seeing a child, they were full of curiosity about Su Yie's child.
At the sa ti, they harbored another kind of special sentint in their hearts.
They had witnessed the birth of this child, and deep down, they felt a strange, indescribable connection with him.
"Little Yie, quickly call mommy."
Nan Xiaopao cooed, eliciting a glare from Su Yie, who said, "Could you call mommy when you were just born?"
With such a mother, he suddenly beca very worried about his son.
Regarding the son's na, they had not yet co to a decision.
After all, Su Yie had been known to hesitate for decades while choosing new mbers for Emperor Su's Sect, which showed the depth of his indecisiveness.
"Mommy—"
Su Yie's son suddenly cried out, tears streaming down, but his cry stunned everyone.
Xiang Yu and Shen Zixuan had faces as if they'd seen a ghost.
Xiao Bai, although her eyes were wide, was more curious and surprised.
Nan Xiaopao imdiately bead and took her son from Su Yie's arms.
This little boy's consciousness was still budding, but being able to imitate Nan Xiaopao's voice showed his extraordinary talent.
Su Yie got a fright and quickly used his Divine Sense to check, fearing that so Old Devil was hiding inside his son's body.
If he encountered a soul transmigrator, that would require imdiate eradication!
Fortunately, he was overthinking it.
Within the child, there was only one soul, extrely weak and tiny, obviously just born not long ago.
Indeed, the Mistress of Fate had said that the line of the Celestial Emperor was not one that other creatures could occupy by seizing the body or reincarnating into.
"Su Yie, have you finally decided? What's our son's na?"
Nan Xiaopao asked, prompting Su Yie's expression to beco troubled again.
"How about we call him Su Xiaobai?" Xiao Bai suggested.
Su Yie and Nan Xiaopao rolled their eyes in unison.
"What about Su Dapao?"
"Are you asking for death!"
Shen Zixuan had just made the suggestion when Nan Xiaopao pinched her waist, pretending to be in pain.
After a mont of hesitation, Xiang Yu said, "How about Su Aotian?"
Su Yie and another rolled their eyes again.
As modern Earth people, they knew how much bullying this na would invite.
At that mont, a streak of teors shot across the sky, an odd sight, as it was many teors during daylight.
Su Yie instinctively swept his Divine Sense around, but there were no strong enemies from extraterrestrial spaces.
It seed to be just an odd sign.
Soon after, they directly returned to the Myriad Demon Court.
The birth of the Demon Emperor's son had Taoist Han Yuandao co over especially to inquire about the specific timing and place of birth.
After asking, he began to calculate for the Imp Emperor.
"Pfft—"
Taoist Han Yuandao had just closed his eyes when he suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Soone co! Taoist Han has coughed up blood again!"
Noble Prince Shangxie waved his hand and shouted, followed by two guards rushing in to drag Taoist Han away.
Han Hai frowned and said, "Isn't this kid supposed to know everything? How did he end up like this?"
Nan Xiaopao said proudly, "Of course, my son can't be calculated by him!"
Han Hai was taken aback. Could it be that Nan Xiaopao had interfered?
But Su Yie understood the reason.
The line of the Celestial Emperor was indeed beyond Han Yuandao's ability to calculate; previously, Han Yuandao often coughed up blood when trying to calculate his future.
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