"Really? It's so beautiful!"

Fang Shutang glanced at it with delight, then called out loudly towards the door, "Husband, I've given birth to a very beautiful daughter! Come and see!"

Xie Jinyan could no longer hold back and rushed into the delivery room.

His gaze immediately fell on Fang Shutang. Seeing her rosy complexion and cheerful demeanor, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but express his concern.

"Are you alright?"

"fine!"

Xie Jinyan pursed his lips, wanting to say something more, but with his mother-in-law and the others present, it wasn't appropriate for others to overhear what they were saying in the couple's room.

He could only discuss it privately later, since Fang Shutang's screams had really tugged at his heartstrings.

As the eldest daughter of the second wife, Fang Shutang has a resilient personality. When she goes on missions, she often gets bumped and bruised, and even bleeds quite often, but she has never been like this before.

"Quick, find our daughter!"

When Fang Shutang met Xie Jinyan's distressed gaze, her heart softened, and she felt it was all worthwhile. It wasn't for nothing that she had tried so hard to have a child with their bloodline.

She manually turned Xie Jinyan's face towards her daughter.

Seeing his daughter, Xie Jinyan's heart trembled. The emotion in his eyes was completely different from when he saw Fang Shutang; it was a bond of blood.

He reached out his hand, trembling, wanting to touch his daughter's face, but then felt that his large hand was too rough and would hurt her delicate skin, so he left it hanging in mid-air.

"So beautiful! Your daughter looks just like you."

"Really? I think you look just like me!"

"No, it's more like you, just as beautiful as you."

Fang Ruotang: ...

She stared wide-eyed at the baby, looking left and right, before finally settling her gaze on the infant. She couldn't help but touch her own face and mutter to herself, "I think my little niece looks just like me."

Her voice drew everyone's attention.

Fang Ruotang, thick-skinned as ever, raised her chin and said, "See? She looks more like me."

Fang Shutang rolled her eyes at her. Her older sister, who always doted on her, was not having it this time.

"Come on, if you want to have her, go ahead and give birth to her yourself. This is my daughter, whom I carried for ten months. She has to look like me."

"Anyway, you can't control it. Your little niece will definitely look like me and will be closest to me in the future."

Fang Ruotang argued with a smirk.

Fang Shutang was not convinced and wanted to argue further.

Shu interrupted with a laugh, "Alright, alright, what's there to argue about? You're sisters, so it's natural for you to look alike. And you, why are you arguing with your sister about this?"

Surprisingly, this time the Shu family helped Fang Shutang reprimand Fang Ruotang.

Fang Ruotang pouted.

She wasn't arguing; she genuinely felt the baby looked more like her.

That's why I can't help but speak my mind.

Why can't people tell the truth anymore?

The birth of the newborn added a touch of joy to the entire Tianyi Sect. Although there was no traditional third-day celebration like in the mortal world, the little one still received quite a few gifts.

Fang Ruotang also took advantage of these few days to relax a lot, no longer caring about the troubles of this world, and ran to Fang Shutang's courtyard every day, almost settling down there.

"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao, Auntie has come to see you."

Fang Ruotang's voice came early in the morning.

Fang Shutang was lying in bed, still unconscious.

Xie Jinyan woke up immediately, got dressed, and took his daughter out of the crib next to the bed, handing her over with practiced ease.

"Brother-in-law, I'm taking Zhaozhao out to play."

"Go ahead, go ahead!"

Xie Jinyan could only laugh helplessly.

If you love children so much, why don't you have one of your own?

He had no idea that Fang Ruotang simply enjoyed playing with children, not raising them.

Xiao Zhaozhao absorbed spiritual power while she was still in her mother's womb, so she was different from ordinary children from birth. She was not only good-looking, but also intelligent.

Even though he was only a few days old, he seemed to recognize people.

And they don't make a fuss.

When she was handed to Fang Ruotang, she was already awake, staring with wide eyes, and when she saw Fang Ruotang, she showed a toothless smile.

Fang Ruotang skillfully took out goat milk and fed it to her.

"Little Zhao Zhao, do you miss your auntie?"

"Eeeeeeee!"

Zhao Zhao's meaningless baby voice sounded to Fang Ruotang as if she were being called.

Although the Shu family told Fang Ruotang that newborn babies cannot see objects or see faces clearly, Fang Ruotang did not believe it.

She felt that Zhao Zhao knew her, and every time she saw her, she would smile very happily.

"This child is growing up so fast!" Cui Shixu smiled as he surrounded Fang Ruotang, looking at Zhao Zhao.

"It's a bit bigger than a newborn, and its arms are stronger. It can even hold its neck up. This child, born after absorbing spiritual energy, is indeed different."

When Ye Wuxia was a child, she lived in the village and saw other newborn babies. Some babies didn't open their eyes even after two days, as if their eyes were covered with eye discharge.

But this newborn was clearly different; it looked much smarter.

When he speaks, the little guy might even look over at him.

“Indeed, like a baby after childbirth, robust.” Gu Yanjin rarely joined in the fun.

Seeing Fang Ruotang vying to bring the child over to play every day, the six people couldn't help but feel a little worried. Gu Yanjin was even more concerned. After speaking, he said meaningfully, "Child, just play with the child. It's too much of a responsibility to raise him yourself."

“Yes! The responsibility is so great,” Ye Wuxia agreed.

"Luckily, we don't want children."

Rong Xing spoke softly, his eyes seemingly looking at Zhao Zhao, but his attention was entirely on Fang Ruotang.

The six people had a simple idea: newborns don't grow up just by blowing on them, but the current situation in this world has reached its end. Maybe in three to five months, maybe in one or two years, they will leave this world.

It would be fine if they could take the child with them while they were still in the womb. But what if they can't take the child with them after a year or two?

Although the possibility is slim, I don't want to take the risk.

Most importantly, none of the six of them could guarantee that they would be the lucky one chosen by Fang Ruotang to be the father of her child. Rather than that, it would be better not to have children at all.

The problem is not scarcity, but inequality.

"Alright, alright! I won't have children, what are you all thinking!" Fang Ruotang was speechless. Even if she was slow to react, after several days of such explicit hints, she finally understood.

She had no idea what these men were worried about. She was worried that they wanted children, but they were worried that she wanted to have children.

She must have some deep-seated problem that makes her want to have a child herself.

After a few days of initial excitement, Fang Ruotang's novelty wore off. In addition, with the birth of Zhaozhao, the entire Fang family returned, and Fang Ruotang was quite relaxed these past few days, as if she had returned to the time when she was the sixth young lady.

Don't think about anything, just be happy every day.

But reality doesn't allow her to relax.