Chapter 403 Background Material in Cultivation Novels 7

I thought Sheng Xinyue and Mei Yixing would break up or have a big fight, but neither happened.

Ning Yan's observation revealed that Mei Yixing would use the excuse of looking after the children to secretly engage in dual cultivation with Sheng Xinyue.

All of these occurred during the time when True Monarch Minghua was in seclusion for cultivation.

Secluded cultivation can last for ten, twenty, or even a hundred years.

It can also be ten days or eight days.

Since becoming pregnant, Sheng Xinyue has not gone out to do sect missions. Minghua Zhenjun would visit her about once or twice a month, for three to five days each time.

It has to be said that children conceived in the cultivation world are truly robust; no matter what they do, they won't fall out and will stay obediently in their mother's womb until they are safely delivered.

On the day the child was born, Ning Yan secretly took a peek.

It seems that God's favored sons and daughters have a little less luck, perhaps it's inherited by their children.

This has happened in other worlds before, where parents who are chosen by destiny become the protagonists of their world, and their children may inherit their status and also become chosen by destiny.

But judging from the faces of the two children, he had only inherited a little bit of good fortune, but he was not a child of destiny, or perhaps it was simply not his time.

It's very difficult to kill daughters and sons recognized by the Heavenly Dao, otherwise the world would restart if they were killed. Ning Yan didn't want to waste time, so she could only exhaust their luck.

Now she has finally found a good method.

That night, she resisted the temptation, pushed the naked man aside, took out an ordinary-looking alchemy furnace, and began to refine pills.

"Master, I will go and find you a good alchemy furnace."

"No need." It's just an ordinary fertility pill; you can make it even with a frying pan. Using a magical artifact would be a waste.

When Lin Fenghan heard that his master had made a fertility pill, he nervously hugged Ning Yan in his arms, but then he felt relieved. If his master wanted a child, they would have had one long ago, given how much time they had spent together.

"Whom does Master intend to use it for?"

"Sheng Xinyue".

"Why?"

Ning Yan told the truth, "In this world, Sheng Xinyue and Mei Yixing are chosen ones."

Do you remember the dream the sect leader had?

Lin Fenghan nodded.

"The dream is real. A hundred years from now, those two chosen ones will sacrifice the lives of everyone in the Immortal Sect to open the passage to heaven."

It also attracted demons, causing widespread suffering and death throughout the world.

In the future, demons will roam freely, the human population will dwindle, and humans will live in hiding, devoid of dignity.

Lin Fenghan: "Then kill them all!"

The thought of his master being in trouble and dying at the hands of those two people sent chills down Lin Fenghan's spine, and he wished he could tear those two people to pieces immediately.

“He can’t be killed. Do you remember Mei Yixing’s tribulation of lightning? I tried to injure him with lightning but failed. Heaven’s favor could only deplete his luck and allow a new child of destiny to replace him. Only then can he die.”

"What does that have to do with the fertility pill?"

“I went to see them today. After they gave birth to that child, some of their luck was transferred to the child, and their luck weakened a bit.”

Lin Fenghan's eyes lit up: "Doesn't that mean that as long as they keep having children, their luck will eventually run out?"

"No need for light, just reduce it by one or two percent."

In such a short time, Mei Shengxing has already found rare and precious materials to repair his fragile golden core. This is the most troublesome thing about the chosen ones: they can always get what they want.

"Master, then I'll go and drug them."

Ning Yan took out two pills from the alchemy furnace. "No need for that. They will receive their resources on time. Just mix them into their fasting pills."

They need to take it morning and night. As long as each of them takes one pill, they can have a child no matter who they sleep with, and then her goal will be achieved.

Lin Fenghan glanced at the two pills in his hand. They looked exactly like Bigu Pills, and even the taste was the same. To verify this, he took out Bigu Pills from his own spatial ring to compare them, and there really wasn't a difference.

"Master, your alchemy skills are so amazing, why has no one in the sect ever known that you can refine pills?"

"Let me teach you another lesson: Don't reveal all your cards to others too early, it can save your life."

Lin Fenghan: "This disciple understands."

Just like the lessons his master made him learn, talisman formations, even weapon crafting, and his top-grade spiritual root.

A few days ago, when I went out on a mission, I heard that the spiritual root of a famous disciple of the Wuyang Sect was given to his younger brother, who had a top-grade golden spiritual root.

Ning Yan could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression: "So, those with top-grade spiritual roots may not necessarily go far in the future."

My eldest brother, who possessed a top-grade fire-elemental spiritual root, was killed in a secret realm during his Nascent Soul transformation.

The second senior sister possessed an exceptional ice spiritual root, but failed to overcome her inner demons during her attempt to break through to the Mahayana stage and died from the lightning tribulation.

The third senior brother, a spatial elementalist, died at the hands of a spatial beast.

The fourth senior brother possessed top-grade dual spiritual roots of thunder and fire, but his spiritual roots were taken away by someone close to him.

Neither of his two spiritual roots were left to him. After he woke up, he used an array to kill his entire family. Although he managed to reclaim his spiritual roots, my master personally took them back for him.

But he felt that life was meaningless, and cultivation was meaningless, so he went out to travel and never returned.

Perhaps he died long ago, or perhaps he is now living a secluded life in some remote mountain forest.

I am the youngest. When I entered the door, I had the same dual fire and wood elemental roots as you, and I was of the highest rank.

But I lived the most comfortable life because I was the youngest and the prettiest. My master, senior brothers and sisters doted on me, and so did the other disciples in the sect.

My cultivation is entirely at my own pace, yet I can easily overcome each tribulation.

I usually learn whatever I want, making me the most undisciplined of all my master's disciples, yet I'm the one who has lived the longest.

Lin Fenghan listened silently. He understood his master's meaning. He would protect himself, live a long life, and become the number one combat power in the cultivation world, standing shoulder to shoulder with his master.

...

At the beginning of the month, the sect distributed cultivation supplies.

Lin Fenghan went there. As the only disciple of Misty Peak, he had quite a bit of prestige. He spoke a few words with the disciple in charge of distributing resources, and the two fertility pills were delivered to the rightful recipients.

In the following days, Lin Fenghan became increasingly low-key, and when he went out to do missions, he was usually alone or with the sect's menial disciples.

Master said that all the servant disciples on the peak are loyal and would not stab him in the back.

He didn't interact with disciples from other peaks during the rest of the time, focusing solely on cultivation. The disciples in the sect all said he was quite aloof, and only his master, Ning Yan, knew how warm and enthusiastic he was.

...

Two more years passed, and a new secret realm was discovered in the Southern Boundary. Ning Yan asked him to sign up, but Lin Fenghan hesitated, saying, "This secret realm has been open for ten years, and I'm not really keen on going."

He couldn't accept the thought of not seeing his master for ten years.

Here's the chapter I owed yesterday.