Nanzhi is almost three months pregnant. Because the baby wasn't conceived using a potion, she's still experiencing some pregnancy symptoms.

Even after exchanging for medication to treat morning sickness, she still sometimes couldn't control the urge to vomit.

Today, she had just stepped out of the Kunyu Palace, intending to check on her disciples and instruct them to prepare for any potential invasion by the demon and god races.

Before I even got to the training ground, my pregnancy symptoms kicked in.

Nanzhi ran to the side and dry heaved for a while before rubbing her belly and sighing softly, "You little rascal, you sure know how to cause trouble. Just wait and see how your mother deals with you after you're born."

Zhuo Fan, who was hiding in the shadows, almost screamed like a pig when he heard this.

He watched Nanzhi leave, her hand on her belly, his face filled with shock.

What news did he hear?

Their Wuji Sect Master... is pregnant?!

Whose child is she carrying?

His master's?

Is it possible for a cultivator who is over a thousand years old to get pregnant?

A series of questions left Zhuo Fan dazed as he returned to Flying Cloud Peak.

He hid in his room for a long time, trying to figure out who the father of the child in Nanzhi's belly was, but he still couldn't be sure.

Thinking of something, he hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked outside.

Qian Che was drawing a map in the room showing where the monsters would appear.

The monsters have appeared not only around the Wuji Sect, but also in many other places.

However, there weren't many around the Wuji Sect originally, but after he and Nanzhi went down the mountain to drive them away, for some reason, their numbers suddenly increased.

When he was somewhat confused, he saw Zhuo Fan peeking out from outside his palace.

"What is it? Come in and tell me."

Zhuo Fan hesitated before walking in.

"Master, your disciple has returned from Kunyu Peak."

"Hmm, how did your consultation with Shi Yuan go?"

"Master..." Zhuo Fan seemed hesitant to speak.

"Speak up, don't beat around the bush like a grown man."

Zhuo Fan tentatively asked, "Master, do you like the Headmaster?"

Qian Che's face changed immediately when his secret was exposed. "You brat, why are you concerned about your master's private affairs when you don't know how to cultivate?"

Zhuo Fan knew he had guessed correctly when he saw that Zhuo Fan did not deny it.

Could it be that the child in Nam-zhi's belly is really her master's?

He pursed his lips and then tentatively asked, "Disciple went to Kunyu Peak today and saw the Master."

Mentioning Nanzhi, Qianche's expression softened. "Hmm, I haven't seen my senior sister for several days. How is she now?"

Zhuo Fan stared at his expression. "Disciple saw Master Master vomit."

"She vomited?" Qian Che frowned. "Is she feeling unwell?"

"I don't know either."

Qian Che was anxious, so he stopped drawing the diagram, put it into his Qiankun bag, and strode outside.

Zhuo Fan quickly called out to him, "Master, please don't tell Master that I told you."

Qian Che frowned at him: "Why?"

"Because I saw it by stealth, I was afraid my master would blame me..."

Qian Che replied, "I understand."

He continued walking outside.

Zhuo Fan watched his retreating figure thoughtfully.

It seems that Master is unaware that Nanzhi is pregnant.

So, is this child Master's?

He didn't dare to ask directly, afraid of revealing his master's private affairs and embarrassing him.

The news of Nam Chi's pregnancy was truly shocking.

He had to find out who the father of the child in Nam Gyi's belly was.

Shi Yuan cares so much about his master. If he knew that his master was pregnant, what kind of expression would he have?

They must feel that their master's image has collapsed, and they must be devastated.

He wanted to see Shi Yuan break down.

So he followed Qian Che from a distance.

Qianche arrived at Kunyu Peak.

At that time, Nanzhi was training her apprentices at the training ground. She was surprised to see him come.

"Is Senior Sister feeling unwell?"

Nan Zhi shook her head in denial: "No, why do you say that, Junior Brother?"

Qian Che did not reveal Zhuo Fan's identity, but made up an excuse, saying, "I was a little uneasy and worried that you were not feeling well."

Nan Zhi smiled: "Junior brother, I'm fine, you don't need to worry."

"No, I'm still not at ease. Let me take a look."

Qian Che reached out and took Nan Zhi's hand to check her pulse.

Since he was going to find out sooner or later anyway, Nanzhi might as well let him know.

Sure enough, Qian Che looked incredulous after taking the pulse.

"Let's go back to the room and talk."

Nanzhi took him back to Kunyu Palace.

Nan Zhi had clearly set up a barrier, and Zhuo Fan, who had been hiding and listening for a long time, did not hear a sound at all.

But then he saw Qian Che walk out with a gloomy face.

Qian Che exuded a low-pressure atmosphere, and his usually gentle eyes were now chillingly cold.

Zhuo Fan then realized that the child was not Qian Che's.

If it's not Qian Che's, then whose is it?

Zhuo Fan was completely baffled.

Until one day he saw Nanzhi come out of Shiyuan's room, and there was nothing wrong with Nanzhi.

The problem lies with Shi Yuan, who appeared later.

There was a hickey on the side of his neck.

Zhuo Fan smiled.

This time, they're really finished.

"Have you heard? The Headmaster and her little disciple have a secret."

"What secret?"

"The headmaster is pregnant with her youngest apprentice's child."

"My God, this is absolutely amazing!"

The rumors spread rapidly throughout the Wuji Sect.

Before Shi Yuan even heard the rumors, he felt that everyone was looking at him strangely.

This day happened to be the annual competition of the Wuji Sect.

By signing up, he was telling everyone that his cultivation had improved rapidly and that he was almost worthy of Nanzhi.

At that time, he can take the opportunity to announce that he and Nam Gyi have become partners.

Zhuo Fan also signed up and defeated all the new disciples along the way, becoming as famous as Shi Yuan for a time.

During the qualifying rounds, he was scheduled to compete against Shi Yuan.

"Shi Yuan, you're really amazing. Your cultivation has improved so quickly. You must have done something shady behind the scenes, right?"

Everyone present looked at him with disdain. He assumed that Zhuo Fan was behind it all and glanced at Zhuo Fan, who was holding a sword, with contempt.

"If you don't want to compete, then get lost."

Zhuo Fan sneered: "Shi Yuan, you are truly rebellious, daring to covet even your own master."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuan seemed to have been provoked, and the talisman in his hand, imbued with a heavy killing intent, lunged at Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan didn't expect him to be provoked so quickly.

He quickly dodged and flew directly outside the arena. The talisman was separated by the barrier of the arena, and he barely escaped death.

In this competition, whether by choice or by force, leaving the competition venue constitutes a loss.

Zhuo Fan was not there to compete with Shi Yuan, because he knew he was no match for Shi Yuan.

It hasn't been long, but Shi Yuan's cultivation seems to have improved again.

Judging from this, he seems to be showing signs of advancing towards the Mahayana stage.

He was consumed by jealousy, and he frequently sneered at Shi Yuan.

"Shi Yuan, we've known about your affair with your master for a long time. Is your rapid improvement in cultivation the result of dual cultivation with your master?"

Shi Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he stared intently at him.