Nanli’s thoughts grew heavier as she pondered the situation. Junzhe wasn’t just skilled and strategic; he also had an imnse amount of patience, which she couldn’t help but admire. The fact that his fractured Demon Soul was clinging to her son’s soul, staying inside her body, made her feel disgusted.
It hadn’t taken long, however, for Siheng’s injuries to heal remarkably. When he opened his eyes, he saw Nanli lying on a soft pillow, wrapped in a blanket, sound asleep. Her breathing was deep and even. Beside her was the little babe, full and content, with its tiny paws grasping at her hands.
As soon as Siheng moved a little closer, Nanli, sensing his presence, woke up. Her sleepiness was still evident as she slowly sat up, adjusting herself to the discomfort of her enlarged belly.
Siheng helped her sit up more comfortably. "Why don’t you sleep a bit longer?" he asked gently.
"Fourth brother’s here. I told him to wait in the small hall," Nanli yawned. "With his temperant, I’m sure he’ll wait there for a long ti."
Siheng imdiately understood why Chu Yang had co. His gaze turned serious. "There’s a sharp celestial technique on the Crimson Nine Lands spear. It’s aid at killing our children."
Nanli shrugged. "Let’s let fourth brother in and talk about it then."
This was getting interesting. If Siheng hadn’t returned in ti, their lives, as well as their child’s, would have been in grave danger.
Siheng nodded, changed his clothes, and went to open the door for Chu Yang. But the situation was more complicated than expected. Not only did Chu Yang arrive, but Cinian and Yun Jianchu also ca together.
As soon as Yun Jianchu entered, he excitedly announced, "Little Bai told everything! Now you two brothers can finally et each other!"
Cinian’s brows furrowed slightly. Chu Yang looked completely stunned.
Yun Yubai’s mouth dropped open, and he stuttered, "Mother, could it be... could it be that you gave birth to twins?"
But he didn’t look much like Siheng at all.
Yun Jianchu quickly waved his hands. "No, no, that’s not it."
Siheng rolled his eyes and said, "We’re not blood brothers. My mother was Princess Xingmian, so technically, I should be calling you cousin."
Yun Yubai froze for a mont. After regaining his composure, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He quickly replied, "No... I can’t be called that. Celestial Sovereign, you can call ... um... Master Yun, or even Yubai. But not cousin."
He definitely wasn’t ready for that kind of closeness.
The person most shocked in the room was undoubtedly Chu Yang.
Everyone sat down, and Siheng began explaining his background and the plot of the Asura King. It was already dark outside.
Chu Yang’s heart trembled, his eyes sweeping over everyone in the room.
Yun Jianchu, a fragnt of Demon Soul.
Yun Yubai, a half-blood of both celestial and demon.
Siheng’s brother-in-law, a half-blood of both celestial and demon.
Sixth sister, carrying a half-blood child.
His gaze finally landed on Cinian, and he nervously asked, "Zen Master Cinian... Could it be... you’re...?"
Cinian straightened his back. "How could I be?!"
He had a Demon Bone, but he never practiced the Divine Buddha Sect’s cultivation techniques.
Chu Yang let out a deep sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, he wasn’t an odd one out here after all.
Nanli’s expression grew serious as she asked, "Fourth brother, where’s the Crimson Nine Lands?"
"It’s right here." Without hesitation, Chu Yang pulled out the Crimson Nine Lands spear.
At first glance, the spear seed fine, and the Ware Elf was still sleeping. However, there was still so faint celestial energy lingering on it.
Chu Yang looked embarrassed. "Sixth sister, this is all my fault..."
"There’s a powerful celestial technique on it, controlling the Crimson Nine Lands," Nanli said. "It’s ant to kill the baby inside ."
Cinian didn’t quite understand at first. But after asking, he learned about the situation and the tension that had arisen. He stared at Chu Yang for a mont before teasing, "Chu Yang, you were quite sothing in your previous life. You even managed to add a celestial technique to your own immortal weapon."
At Chu Yang’s current cultivation level, it was impossible for him to practice celestial techniques.
Chu Yang frowned deeply, his sense of guilt growing even stronger. Was it possible that in his previous life, he was soone who couldn’t stand any challenge?
But it was strange. Why did the celestial technique not activate when facing Yun Yubai, but it did when aid at the sixth sister?
Nanli, feeling the pain from earlier, couldn’t recall everything clearly. She added, "Master Yun, I rember you said sothing, and that’s when the Crimson Nine Lands suddenly emitted a humming sound."
Yun Yubai thought for a mont and then imdiately replied, "Yes, I said, ’The Asura King wants to possess your child’s body!’ That seems to have triggered the celestial technique on the Crimson Nine Lands!"
Chu Yang was still confused. "So what does that an?"
Siheng, who had long gotten used to this, explained, "It ans the celestial technique was probably laid with the foresight that the Asura King would one day try to possess the child. A’Li feels that this celestial technique isn’t sothing you would have set up."
"Why not?" Chu Yang asked.
Nanli replied, "Although you and I are from the sa soul and spirit, and your character and actions in the past life weren’t exactly identical to your current self, they weren’t far off either. Your previous self was a fighter, and you were never good at things like divination or celestial techniques. It’s just not your area of expertise."
She was trying to be as polite as possible.
Chu Yang couldn’t accept it. "That’s impossible! I’m the founder of the Limitless Palace, the famous Ancestral Master! How could I not be good at anything else?"
Before Nanli could reply, Yun Jianchu jumped in. "It’s true. Yining also said you were all about fighting, and that you loved to fight. As for the Limitless Palace’s later expertise in talisman arts, it ca after you ascended to immortality. You felt like Limitless Palace’s swordsmanship alone wasn’t enough, so you asked other immortals to write so talisman texts. You gave them to the disciples of Limitless Palace, and that’s how they learned the art."
Chu Yang was speechless.
Not only had others forged his immortal weapons, but even his talisman arts had been written by soone else.
Cinian, seeing that he was looking down, tried to comfort him. "Chu Yang, don’t be too upset. On the bright side, you’re quite well-liked!"
Chu Yang managed a weak smile. "Thank you, Zen Master Cinian."
He muttered to himself, "Did I really ascend to immortality through connections and shortcuts?"
Zen Master Cinian probably shouldn’t have said anything.
"Don’t ntion it," Cinian said with a chuckle as he stroked his beard.
Chu Yang still felt a pang of guilt. "Maybe soone in my previous life, who was skilled in divination, approached and told about this. I might have allowed them to set up the celestial technique on the Crimson Nine Lands."
After all, the spear had been his.
The celestial energy was almost dissipating now.
Siheng had been watching intently and now spoke up, "Looking at the strength of this celestial technique, it doesn’t seem like sothing that was set up ten thousand years ago. It should have been placed around a few thousand years ago."
"Fourth brother, don’t dwell on it. If you had known about it, you could have directly told the Crimson Nine Lands not to act. After all, the Ware Elf is still here, and it listens to you. There would have been no need for such a troubleso celestial technique."
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