The metaphysical guru Sheng Wanwan is dead.

He was accidentally struck and killed by his master's ascension lightning.

She was the most famous female cultivator on Mount Ziwei, known for her kindness, slaying demons, possessing superb medical skills, and saving lives. She was praised by the world.

Golden light emanated from his body, and he died so suddenly and inexplicably.

She was unwilling to accept it!

But what can we do?

Who told me to have such an unreliable mentor?

"Master! I'm truly impressed!"

"You clearly predicted that you were about to transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality, so why are you still following me around like a shadow?"

"When I eat, you eat; when I go for a stroll, you go for a stroll too; when I want to read some storybooks in the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest, you come and read with me!"

"You said you could watch, so why did you forget to suppress your spiritual power when you got excited?"

"I never expected this!"

"You're such an unassuming old man, yet your ascension tribulation was an enhanced version of the Purple Profound Lightning."

"It prevented me from escaping; I could only watch helplessly as I was cleaved into dust..."

"And you! You've successfully ascended and joined the ranks of the immortals!"

"And me? My body is gone without a trace! My soul has been scattered!"

"Waaaaah..."

"I'm so miserable!"

As soon as Sheng Wanwan regained consciousness, she began a frantic outburst.

But to others, her output was transformed into loud baby cries.

"Congratulations, Madam! Congratulations, Madam! Your wish has finally come true, and you have given birth to a beautiful little girl."

"Of all the babies I've delivered, this is the first time I've ever seen one so beautiful right after birth. It truly looks just like a little celestial child under the tutelage of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Hearing the flattering words around her, Sheng Wanwan felt a headache coming on.

Something feels off.

She struggled to open her eyes a crack and saw herself being held in the arms of a woman around fifty years old dressed in ancient costume.

She was surrounded by people, and judging from their clothes, they were probably maids, nannies, or other servants.

These people kept flattering and fawning over her...

Sheng Wanwan finally came to her senses completely.

Holy crap? She shrunk?

Or is it a newborn baby?

What's going on?

After she died, shouldn't a ghost messenger come to collect her soul, take her to the underworld for judgment, cross the River of Oblivion, pass the River of Helplessness, and only after drinking Meng Po's soup can she be reincarnated?

But she didn't go through any of these procedures!

So you were reincarnated just like that?

"Okay! Okay! Quickly bring my daughter over here so I can see her!" A weak female voice came from behind.

"Why!"

Granny Wang agreed and handed Sheng Wanwan to Madam Chu.

Sheng Wanwan looked over and saw a pale, haggard woman looking at her tenderly.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties. Although her face was pale, it could not conceal her exquisite beauty and the gentle and dignified temperament between her brows.

Sheng Wanwan was surprised!

[Could this be my mother in this life? What an absolutely stunning beauty!]

Chu Shi, who was looking at Sheng Wanwan with a smile and a kind and gentle expression, suddenly froze!

Who is speaking?

An unparalleled beauty? Mother?

She looked down in confusion and saw the baby lying in her arms, staring at her with wide, dark, watery eyes as it gurgled and blew bubbles.

Could it be my daughter speaking?

The thought had barely crossed Chu's mind when she shook her head.

How is that possible?

How old is this baby?

How could it possibly speak?

I must be overworked and hallucinating...

However, this child is indeed quite remarkable.

She's already given birth to three stinky boys, each one born wrinkled and unable to open their eyes.

It's incredibly ugly!

Only this youngest daughter.

From birth, her skin was as tender as cream, fair with a rosy glow, and her eyebrows and hair were fine and soft.

She has a pert nose, pink lips, and a pair of bright, dark eyes that are exceptionally lively.

Her daughter's appearance was truly endearing, making her unable to contain her joy.

"Thank you for your hard work, Midwife Wang! Zhucui, get Midwife Wang some money!"

As soon as Madam Chu finished speaking, a very pretty maidservant came forward and handed Wang Pozi a silver ingot.

Granny Wang took the silver ingot, her smile growing even brighter.

He praised Sheng Wanwan a few more times, then bowed and left...

"Madam? Should we go and inform the General?" Granny Zhao whispered hesitantly in Madam Chu's ear.

"Hmph! What announcement? I'm giving birth today, the whole yard is bustling with activity."

If Sheng Lingtian had wanted to, he would have come long ago!

If he hasn't come by now, he must be in Mu Rou'er's room!

No need to tell him! Let him stay by his heart's side!

Anyway, he doesn't care about this daughter!

Chu gently stroked Sheng Wanwan's delicate cheek, uttering harsh words while feeling an overwhelming bitterness in her heart.

In the past six months, Sheng Lingtian seems like a completely different person. Before, she and her husband were a harmonious and loving couple.

But ever since he suddenly brought back the mother and her two children from Xiyuan, his attitude towards her has deteriorated day by day.

It's one thing that he rarely comes to her room, but even when she occasionally pesters him to be intimate with her, he always calls out Mu Rou'er's name.

She knew that Sheng Lingtian was doing it on purpose; she was getting revenge on her.

He hates her!

He hated that she married him, and he hated that she broke him up with his childhood sweetheart!

But she didn't know!

She never knew that he already had someone he loved.

If Sheng Lingtian had said that to her, how could she possibly want to marry him!

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