He knew that this process required patience and perseverance, and that he couldn't rush things.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed.

Ahri looked at the little baby in front of her and exclaimed, "She's a person, not a sword!"

Wan Jiaoyang was also puzzled. Why would a sword spirit of a divine sword give birth to a child?

"Master, have you found the cause?"

Wan Jiaoyang consulted countless classic texts about this matter, but still found nothing.

Ahri held the baby and said, "Could it be because we were transported to another era that our inner selves changed?"

However, the pregnancy lasted a very long time, more than two hundred years, before this little baby was born.

Wan Jiaoyang could only think, "Perhaps."

Ahri stared at the little baby's eyes and muttered, "That doesn't look like me at all. It has to look like Huo Ling."

Wan Jiaoyang said, "Isn't it good that he looks like him? You can tell at a glance whose child he is."

Ahri held the baby and raised her hand to tap her forehead. "I wonder how that person is doing now?"

Wan Jiaoyang patted the little baby's head and said, "That person must be thinking of you too."

Then, Wan Jiaoyang raised his hand and did some calculations, then his expression changed, "Ah Li, that person is also in the cultivation world!"

Ah Li looked at Wan Jiaoyang in surprise, "Master, are you saying that Huo Ling has also come to the cultivation world?"

"Yes, I just did some calculations, and that person is indeed here."

Otherwise, if they weren't in the same time and space, he wouldn't have been able to calculate it at all.

Where is he now?

"No rush, let me calculate it again."

Wan Jiaoyang didn't expect that this person would actually come along.

Ahri, holding the baby, suddenly laughed and said, "I wonder how that person has been doing over the past three hundred years?"

Over the past three hundred years, Huo Ling has gone into seclusion many times and traveled to many places.

He didn't find Ahri, but instead encountered the ancestor of the fire-type race and discovered the Wanglong Mountains.

He also helped the emperor build a mausoleum in the Wanglong Mountains, and even left a teleportation array inside the mausoleum, trying to teleport back, but failed.

Huo Ling sometimes wondered if he had come at the wrong time, which was why he hadn't been able to find Ah Li.

On this day, Huo Ling came to another town; he still didn't want to give up.

As he walked through the crowd, a little child suddenly rushed towards him, shouting, "Daddy, I've finally found you!"

Huo Ling stared blankly at the little boy's familiar features.

Just then, Wan Jiaoyang walked up to Huo Ling, picked up the baby, pinched the baby's nose, and said, "Not bad, you found your father so quickly."

"master?"

Huo Ling looked at Wan Jiaoyang, then at the little baby in his hand, and said in disbelief, "This is my child?"

Ah Li stood behind Huo Ling. She was also puzzled. She had only been pregnant twice in the illusion, yet she hadn't felt anything at all.

When she was about to give birth, she only felt pain in her stomach. When she heard the baby crying, she realized that she had given birth to a baby.

Wan Jiaoyang glanced at Huo Ling and said, "It's not yours, it's mine."

The divine sword belongs to him, and the sword spirit calls him master, so the child born to the sword spirit of the divine sword also belongs to him. This logic makes no mistake.

Ah Li covered her mouth and burst out laughing. The little baby reached out his hand to Ah Li and said, "Mother."

Huo Ling immediately turned around and found that Ah Li was still the same as when they first met, dressed in red, just like that, barging into his world.

Seeing that Huo Ling seemed stunned, Ah Li reached out and hugged him. "Silly boy, do you regret it?"

Do you regret coming to this strange world? Do you regret searching for her all this time?

Huo Ling's eyes reddened as she said, "No regrets."

Wan Jiaoyang walked away with a smile on his face, carrying the baby.

These two haven't seen each other for three hundred years, so they have a lot to talk about.

[Mini Theater]

When Ah Li became pregnant again, Huo Ling challenged Wan Jiaoyang to a duel, wanting to seize the divine sword!

Ah Li is his wife; Wan Jiaoyang can't just tap the divine sword and summon her back.

Looking at the menacing Huo Ling, Wan Jiaoyang asked, "Are you trying to betray your master and ancestors?"

Normally, Huo Ling still has to call Wan Jiaoyang "Master".

“Master, you once said that as long as I beat you and can take the divine sword from you, the divine sword will be mine.”

Wan Jiaoyang was too lazy to fight Huo Ling, so he simply threw the divine sword at Huo Ling and said, "Take it, take it. I've wanted to give it to you for a long time. You guys are always so clingy that I can't find anyone."

Wan Jiaoyang had long since risen from the number one cultivator in the cultivation world to become a Xuanxian.

Huo Ling held the divine sword, still confused. "You've given me the divine sword already?"

Wan Jiaoyang patted Huo Ling on the shoulder and said, "I'm very happy that you came here, and Ah Li is also very happy. I don't need the divine sword anymore, so I feel at ease giving it to you."

Huo Ling also entered the Nascent Soul stage, but he continued to cultivate.

Because Ahri is the sword spirit, as long as the divine sword exists, the sword spirit exists.

All Huo Ling can do is cultivate diligently, hoping to extend his lifespan a little further, and a little further still...

If I could, I would spend my old age with you, hand in hand, walking through the long river of time, until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, never to be separated again—Huo Ling.

【over】