What? The arrogant concubine is about to give birth? Upon hearing this news, Chen An was stunned.

The next moment, after reacting, he immediately flew up on his sword and rushed out at a speed comparable to the speed of sound, disappearing in an instant.

The wandering cultivators in the market below were all stunned.

What's going on? When did such a powerful independent cultivator appear in Baicao Lane?

"Damn it!"

"This guy is so powerful. Why didn't he lend a hand when Fellow Daoist Chen's stall was smashed just now?"

“It’s so inhumane!”

In the crowd, some casual cultivator with a hot temper cursed a few times.

…

Baicao Lane.

House No. 8, South Lane.

Chen An quickly lowered the sword, and before it hit the ground, he impatiently jumped off the sword and rushed into the house in two steps at a time.

"My dear, Sister Wen's water just broke, and she is now giving birth in the room."

In the hall, seeing Chen An rushing back from outside, Gu Xinyue immediately informed him of the current situation.

After hearing this, Chen An didn't say anything more and walked straight to Wen Zhiyun's room.

Just as he was about to approach the door, Wen Zhiyun's voice of stopping him came from inside.

"My dear husband, don't come in, and don't use your spiritual sense to investigate, or I will never forgive you..."

Her voice was weak and there was a hint of pain in it. It could be heard that she was in great pain at the moment.

Just like Ying'er before, I am terribly afraid of seeing her ugly face when giving birth...

Chen An felt helpless, but he could only choose to obey Wen Zhiyun and replied, "Okay, okay, I will listen to you. I will not come in, nor will I use my spiritual sense to spy on you. I will be guarding you outside the door."

As soon as the words fell.

Song Huaying's voice was heard from inside the room.

"Sister Wen, take a deep breath."

"Come."

"one."

"two."

"three."

“Push harder!”

“Ah, ah, it hurts!”

Wen Zhiyun's voice was filled with pain, and one could tell it was torture.

Chen An was very worried about her, but he couldn't help her much, so he could only pace back and forth outside the door.

When he walked in front of Gu Xinyue, he couldn't help but ask, "Yuer, is it so painful for the fairy to give birth to a child?"

"Husband, I don't know about this either. I haven't given birth to a child yet..."

When she finished speaking, Gu Xinyue's voice suddenly became lost.

Song Huaying has given birth to a child.

Wen Zhiyun is giving birth to a child.

But her stomach was still motionless.

She felt very anxious about this.

If some time passed and even Shen Qingyi, who came last, became pregnant, she would probably become depressed on the spot.

Seeing Gu Xinyue suddenly look disappointed, Chen An knew that he asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

He didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he just took a step forward, held Gu Xinyue in his arms, and gently stroked her head.

In the blink of an eye.

More than an hour passed.

Wen Zhiyun is still alive.

The baby in the belly could never come out.

Chen An outside the door was a little anxious, worried that Wen Zhiyun would have a difficult delivery.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if a fairy in the late stage of Qi Refining had a difficult childbirth.

But it certainly won't be a good thing.

“Crack—”

Wen Zhiyun's door opened.

Song Huaying came out with a copper basin full of dirty water, looked at Gu Xinyue and said, "Sister Gu, please change a basin of clean water."

"Well, I'll go now."

Gu Xinyue nodded, took the copper basin, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Chen An looked at Song Huaying with a worried look on his face and asked, "Ying'er, how is Sister Wen doing?"

"Don't worry, my husband. Sister Shen has been watching over you with her divine sense. Nothing will happen."

Song Huaying said with sweat all over his forehead.

Delivering a baby to a fairy in the late stage of Qi Refining was very exhausting for her as a mortal woman.

soon.

Gu Xinyue brought back a basin of clean water.

Song Huaying said, "Sister Gu, you have worked hard."

She immediately took the copper basin, closed the door, and continued to deliver Wen Zhiyun.

In the blink of an eye.

More than an hour passed.

Wen Zhiyun is still alive.

Chen An was anxious and couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to see what was going on with Wen Zhiyun inside. Why hadn't the baby in her belly been born for so long?

But as soon as his spiritual sense dispersed, Shen Qingyi's voice came from the room: "Master Chen, you must keep your promises. You just promised Fellow Daoist Wen that you would not use your spiritual sense to spy on him."

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Zhiyun's voice, which was even weaker than before, came from the room:

"Mr. Chen, if you dare to peek, forget about being with me anymore. I won't let you touch me even once..."

"Okay, okay, I won't watch it. Yun'er, just focus on having a baby and don't be distracted anymore."

then.

Another hour passed.

Wen Zhiyun is still alive.

Another hour passed.

Still alive.

An hour passed like this.

Until dawn the next day.

A baby's loud cry was heard from the room.

“Wow…wow…wow!”

“It’s born!”

"Husband, Sister Wen is born!"

"It's a girl!"

Song Huaying's excited voice came from the room.

In addition to excitement, there is also a sense of accomplishment in it.

This delivery was extremely difficult.

The baby was born almost a day later.

It’s really not easy.

Fairies are special, with physical fitness far exceeding that of ordinary women.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would have died in childbirth long ago.

It's like giving birth to two children.

"Yun'er, can your husband come in now?"

Outside the door, Chen An heard the baby crying from the room and was very excited, but he did not push the door open rashly. Instead, he asked Wen Zhiyun for her opinion first.

Wen Zhiyun was now exhausted and just wanted to close her eyes and have a good sleep, so she said tiredly, "Well, come in~"

“Crack—”

Chen An immediately pushed the door open and walked in.

He resisted the urge to go see the child first, and immediately sat down beside the bed. He took Wen Zhiyun's delicate hand and held it, saying with a distressed look on his face, "Yun'er, you've worked hard."

"It was very hard." Wen Zhiyun's breathing was still a little disordered, and her whole body was covered with sweat. She said in a weak voice: "In order to give birth to this child for you, I have suffered a lot. You must treat me well in the future."

"Yun'er, what you said is true. Your husband has always treated you well."

Chen An wiped the sweat off Wen Zhiyun's face and said with a loving smile.

Wen Zhiyun felt his gentle touch and said in a coquettish voice, "It's not enough. I want you to treat me twice as well in the future."

"Don't even mention doubling it. Even if it's ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times, I will still agree to it."

"Look at you, you're just a liar."

Wen Zhiyun rolled her eyes gracefully and said unhappily.

At this time, Song Huaying brought the baby in the swaddling clothes over, and said with a smile on her face: "Husband, Sister Wen, it's a girl."

"Come, Ying'er, let your husband hold the child."

"Husband, you have to hold me gently."

"I know."

As Chen An spoke, he held his newborn daughter in his arms and looked at her carefully. Her skin was dry and it was hard to tell whether she was pretty or not.

However, all newborn babies are like this.

This is normal.

Even the children of fairies in the late stage of Qi Refining are no exception.

"Husband, bring some over here so I can see it too."

Wen Zhiyun tugged at Chen An's clothes, motioning him to bring his daughter closer.

Chen An did as he was told and placed his daughter in front of her.

"This little guy is so chubby. No wonder it was so difficult for me to give birth to him."

Wen Zhiyun looked at her daughter in the cradle and found that she was much bigger than an average newborn baby. Except for her wrinkled skin, her tiny body was covered with flesh.

Gu Xinyue also noticed this and said with rare curiosity: "Sister Wen, the child is so chubby."

Chen An smiled and said, "She's got a good figure. I think my precious daughter must have extraordinary talent."

"Husband, stop smiling foolishly and check our daughter's spiritual roots."

Wen Zhiyun tugged at Chen An's clothes and urged him.

Just as Chen An was about to say yes, Shen Qingyi, who was wearing white brocade clothes and had long, smooth hair draped over her shoulders, said first: "Fellow Daoist Wen, I have just tested the child's spiritual roots. The aptitude for cultivation is very good. He has the three spiritual roots of gold, fire and earth."

It turns out to be the three manifest spiritual roots!

When Wen Zhiyun heard these five words, she was extremely happy.

She looked at Chen An excitedly and said, "My husband, it is a manifest three spiritual roots. Our daughter has a manifest three spiritual roots!"

Chen An was also very excited: "It turns out that he has three manifest spiritual roots. What a genius!"

In this regard in the world of immortal cultivation, the more obvious spiritual roots one has, the higher his talent is.

Having more spiritual roots means being able to absorb more types of spiritual energy, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

At the same time, you can learn more spells and improve your strength.

Just when Chen An was excited.

Suddenly, a prompt message popped up in front of his eyes.

[Your wife, Wen Zhiyun, has gone through untold hardships to give birth to a daughter with a special physique. You will be rewarded with a mysterious gift box.]

Special physique?

More than just the three manifest spiritual roots?

Chen An looked at the prompt message in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

(End of this chapter)