Chapter 409 We Have a Daughter
South of Liangzhou, northwest of the Great Wilderness Forest.
The messengers sent by the three southern sects have already positioned themselves on both banks of the surging Nu River, and are now gazing up into the deep sky.
They came after receiving a message from the Spirit Platform, their purpose being to receive the disciples who had escaped from the Holy Land of the Sages. He also had a general understanding of what had happened at the Holy Land of the Sages.
But at this moment, they were still shocked by the rolling darkness that was spreading.
Especially when endless malevolent energy surged from the sky, as if the heavens were ablaze, and countless bluish-white figures shrieked across the sky within that malevolent energy, the shock was gradually replaced by fear.
They had only seen such scenes in illustrations in ancient historical records.
The accompanying image was titled "The Remnant Clan's Attack on Heaven."
As they were still reeling from the shock, countless figures rushed out from the pitch-black night.
First came the group from the Heavenly Academy, then the group from the Dao Seeking Sect, and finally the group from Spirit Sword Mountain.
The human cultivators who came from the sacred land of the ancients, who had traveled day and night, fled here in a sorry state, but compared with when they left, the number of people from each sect had been reduced by half.
The disciples sent by Lingjian Mountain to meet them immediately stepped forward and successfully picked up the Lingjian Mountain disciples who were retreating south. However, what they found hard to accept was that their master was not among these disciples.
"Where is the appraiser? Have you seen him anywhere?!"
"The Mirror Master... The Mirror Master is in the holy land of the sages, using sacred artifacts to cover our retreat."
"What? You bastard!"
The team was led by Elders Yan Chuan and Yan De from Xuanjian Peak. Upon hearing this, they immediately cursed, "You actually abandoned the Master and came back alone!"
The Lingjian Mountain disciples, covered in wounds, clenched their fists upon hearing this: "We thought that since Master Jian's cultivation had reached the Divine Travel stage and he possessed the Spirit Mirror, he should be able to come out. Therefore, we didn't want to cause trouble for Master Jian, so we obeyed the order to retreat south..."
"Nonsense! No matter how strong the Master of Appraisal is, he is still just one person. You all come back with me immediately to support the Master of Appraisal!"
After hearing this, Yan De couldn't help but look at Yan Chuan: "I think they are right. The appraiser's skills are superb, his swordsmanship is already perfected, and he also has a sacred artifact. There won't be any problems. On the contrary, we will be a burden."
Yan Chuan clenched his fists: "That's true, but..."
"But?"
"You don't understand, but please believe me, we must go to their aid!"
Yan Chuan's emotions began to become somewhat irritable, and deep worry was revealed in his eyes.
Few people outside of the higher-ups knew about the pregnancy at Lingjian Mountain, as it was indeed inappropriate to publicize a pregnancy before marriage. Moreover, Lingjian Mountain had always found it difficult to accept the relationship between Ji You and their master.
The young master has been in a bad mood for the past six months and doesn't want to hear the disciples gossiping about him.
Yan Chuan had been guarding the temple for the past six months, so he knew about this matter. He also knew that as the baby's pregnancy progressed, the Emperor was also beginning to weaken, and he would definitely be in danger if he were alone.
But he couldn't tell them, so he insisted on going to the rescue.
Just then, three figures flew in from the bank of the Nujiang River. Cao Jingsong landed with Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin and Bai Rulong.
As they traveled south, they searched for the young appraiser, sharing the same worries as Yan Chuan.
Only when they heard the discussions among the Lingjian Mountain disciples did they realize that the young master had stayed behind to cover their retreat, and they were extremely anxious, so they immediately flew over.
“Count us in when we go to meet the judge.”
"Fellow Daoists, your righteousness is truly admirable..."
Yan Chuan could tell from Cao Jingsong's eyes that he knew the appraiser was pregnant, so he did not refuse and immediately bowed and thanked him.
Yan De didn't say much when he saw this, because he could tell that these people really had a reason to go.
As for the disciples of Lingjian Mountain, they immediately crushed their remaining spirit stones to replenish their spiritual energy. They already felt guilty for leaving the appraiser alone, and now that they saw the people from Liantian Academy going, they naturally followed.
However, just as they were about to set off, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted from the direction of Zhongzhou, and an even more powerful aura appeared, causing those at the peak of the Upper Five Realms to tremble involuntarily.
This aura was far beyond their comprehension; just sensing it from afar made them tremble all over.
puff--!!
A figure swept past through the wind and crashed heavily to the ground.
This is a Divine Travel Realm elder of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion. At this moment, a large hole has been punched through his chest, and blood is constantly oozing out.
The Mountain and Sea Pavilion was guarding the northeast direction, and they were the slowest to retreat south, which suggests that they encountered a large-scale pursuit.
On both sides of the Nu River, countless people who witnessed this scene were filled with fear and trepidation.
But at that moment, as a stone tablet suddenly rose into the air, countless pursuing remnants were crushed into ashes.
With a series of glances, Chen Luo and Chen Xi of the Chen Clan descended from the sky, retrieving the ancient sage's stele that had been suppressing the heavens, and landed amidst a surging wave of energy.
Behind them, the disciples of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion followed the disciples of the Chen Clan Immortal Clan and quickly retreated to the Great Wilderness Forest, arriving in front of everyone.
At this moment, everyone saw a black palanquin, and sitting on it was an old man with white hair and beard, who was the patriarch of the Chen clan, who had not been heard from since the disaster that befell the thousand-year-old family.
He was already in a state of near-death, unconscious, with even his breathing extremely weak and silent.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.
"The rumors were actually true?"
“I told you, the Chen clan chief was the one who was most seriously injured, otherwise he would have shown up long ago.”
Two years ago, rumors circulated that the Chen clan patriarch had been severely injured by a demon from the Immortal Realm and was half-dead. However, the Chen Immortal Clan had never acknowledged this, but now the truth has come to light.
At this moment, Chen Luo and Chen Xi listened to the discussions around them, and their faces turned gloomy.
Their Chen clan, the immortal clan, was located in Qingzhou. After the resurrection of the clan, they were the first to be conquered, and they had no choice but to migrate south as a whole clan. Naturally, they could no longer keep the situation of their clan leader a secret.
But it doesn't matter anymore. After all, they didn't dare to announce it before because they were afraid of other immortal sects attacking. Now that they've even lost their clan territory, what else is there to be wary of?
At the same time, Yan Chuan, Cao Jingsong, and others, who were discussing returning to Zhongzhou, came over and greeted them.
"Gentlemen, have you seen my appraiser on your way here?!"
Chen Xi looked at them upon hearing the sound: "The Master of Appraisal has not evacuated?"
Yan Chuan pursed his dry lips: "I heard from the disciples in the sect that she chose to stay behind to cover the retreat."
As soon as the words were spoken, a member of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion spoke up: "I think I saw her once. She must have been injured. When we left, we saw her being helped by two people and heading east."
"Injured? How serious is the injury, Master?"
"I didn't see it clearly..."
Cao Jingsong then looked at Chen Xi and asked, "May I ask, Fairy Chen, what is the current situation in Zhongzhou?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xi's eyes narrowed. "A powerful figure with combat strength comparable to a Linxian has appeared in Zhongzhou. He is called Wang Chen by them and has brought countless elites of the remnant clans. That place is now completely occupied by the remnant clans, and it is impossible to enter."
"Comparable to a celestial being?!"
“Indeed, that person must be a prominent figure among the remnants of the clan.”
Zuo Qiuyang arrived at this moment by air and asked, "How many combat powers like that have appeared in Zhongzhou?"
“We only saw one, but according to the conversations of the survivors, there were definitely more than one who was addressed as a royal subject,” Chen Xi answered truthfully.
Upon hearing this, Yan Chuan and Cao Jingsong simultaneously looked up towards the north, their hearts sinking into a chill.
Their combat power is comparable to that of a celestial being, which means there is a sect leader-level figure there. Given their level of cultivation, they wouldn't even be able to reach that place, let alone assist the appraiser.
boom!!!!
Just then, a majestic roar echoed from the distant night sky.
Everyone immediately turned to look and saw a huge phantom appearing high in the sky, fiercely fighting with a pair of ancient beings with wings that blotted out the sky.
Seeing this, everyone was deeply shaken.
They didn't recognize the remnant clan, but they recognized the phantom figure—the emperor of the demon race.
The two men's powerful auras shook the night, causing mountains to collapse and thick smoke to billow across the land.
Seeing this earth-shattering scene, Yan Chuan and Cao Jingsong turned deathly pale, because they knew that Chen Xi was not lying.
"It's Father!"
"Our people are in the northeast; come to their aid immediately!"
On the northern side of the Central Plains mountains, the Demon Emperor Ziye Han, wielding a battle sword, killed a soldier of the remnant clan, and then led his massive army northeastward.
After the earth-shattering upheaval broke out, they did not head south like the human race, but instead went upstream to rescue their people. Countless people died or were injured during this process, but they never gave up.
Upon seeing the Demon Emperor, they knew that their people must already be on their way south.
To the northeast of the sacred site of the sages is the ancient training ground of the human race. At this time, countless soldiers of the remnant race are already around the training ground, hunting down the human race who have not yet had time to escape.
When they arrived, they saw a gleaming silver spear cutting through the enemy lines with unstoppable force, fighting fiercely amidst the overwhelming siege.
Before long, the spear pierced through several remnants of the clan, and then fell back with a thud.
A slender figure clad in red and silver armor appeared in everyone's sight. She stood on the city wall of the human race's training ground, reached out and grasped the long spear, and then carved a bloody path through the crowd with her magnificent aura.
"It's a princess..."
"It's Her Highness the Princess!"
Amidst cries of alarm, Ye Han had already charged forward on his demonic beast.
Upon arriving at the ancient human training grounds, he leaped forward, his battle blade slamming down, instantly slaying a remnant of the human race: "Feng Yang..."
Feng Yang gripped the silver spear and wiped the blood from his face: "Brother, I'm fine. Father has ordered that you and I immediately lead our clansmen south."
"Where is the chieftain of the Scaled Clan? I clearly left him to guard Yunzhou, so why are you the one charging into battle?!"
"The Scale Clan Chief is dead. It's a long story, but now is not the time to talk about it. Let's go!"
Ye Han turned around and said, "Pass on my military order: immediately escort your people south!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the army following behind him surged to the east and west sides like a tide, guarding the demon clansmen who had come with Feng Yang in the middle.
The vast demon race immediately began to circle around the east and rush south.
During this process, Feng Yang wielded a long spear, relentlessly cutting down enemies, and his powerful aura drew the attention of countless demons.
These soldiers naturally knew more about their princess than the common people, knowing that her talent was extraordinary and in no way inferior to that of the princes.
But I always saw her carrying her medicine kit around asking questions, but I never imagined that she was so capable.
A series of clanging sounds, like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, rang out as Feng Yang pierced and killed a member of the remnant clan. He then held the spear in front of him and looked towards the southeast.
In a remote and deep mountain forest, a stone mirror trembled in mid-air, piercing through countless remnants of the ancient race.
However, it was obvious that the stone mirror was very unstable, but more and more of the remnants were rushing towards it, forming a dark, surging tide.
With a humming sound, the spirit sword under the darkness began to sway precariously, and Yan Shuyi, Ding Yao, and Zhuo Wanqiu were chased into a canyon.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu were in better condition, suffering only minor external injuries, but Yan Shuyi's face was completely bloodless, and she seemed somewhat dazed, with large drops of cold sweat constantly dripping from her forehead, making her look extremely weak.
Even so, she continued to bombard those remnants with her spiritual mirror, gritting her teeth and enduring the hardship.
She knew that her two maids were too weak in cultivation, and she couldn't let them go, otherwise these remnants of the clan would devour them completely.
Such a struggle might work once or twice, but it couldn't stop the remnants of the tribe from attacking one after another.
During yet another suppression by the spirit mirror, Yan Shuyi seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he was so weak that he could hardly lift his hand.
Before her eyes, as the surviving members of her clan, who had been killed by the shockwave, fell from the sky, the next wave of surviving members swung their powerful palms at her, causing a trace of resentment to appear in her eyes.
But at that moment, a gleaming silver spear came flying through the wind, accompanied by a trembling sound.
Pfft!
The survivor who lunged forward was instantly pierced through the heart and then sent flying.
The young appraiser was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, and then saw a figure dressed in silver and red armor descending from the sky, its beautiful vertical pupils gazing deeply at her.
That glance carried no emotion, as cold as her usual gaze, until her eyes fell on her lower abdomen, at which point she couldn't help but pause slightly in surprise.
"Appraiser!"
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu immediately stepped forward and helped Yan Shuyi up.
Yan Shuyi was still looking at that figure when he saw the long spear sweep across again. The silver spear pierced through the wind with a whoosh and returned to his hand covered in blood.
What a powerful demon woman...
She murmured to herself, and then suddenly heard a shout of "Feng Yang" coming from afar, and her eyes froze instantly.
Feng Yang, it is said to be the name of a demon princess. Yan Shuyi slightly raised her eyes, thinking to herself, so this is the one with the tail...
The remnants were still rushing towards them, but they were quickly defeated from the outside.
Ye Han led his divine generals to provide support, and after a bloody battle, they ruthlessly broke through the encirclement.
Why did you suddenly change direction?
"Save people..."
Feng Yang whispered something, then turned to look behind him.
Ye Han also looked over and was slightly taken aback when he saw the woman in the red dress.
He had traveled throughout the Nine Provinces countless times and was familiar with some of the rising human races, especially the one who carried a stone mirror brimming with divine energy.
"What is your relationship with this human race, and why are you taking such a risk?"
"They are related."
"?"
Ye Han paused for a moment, then remembered the rumors about Ji You and the young master of Lingjian Mountain from the human race, and his eyes narrowed.
Is this what you call having a connection? This is completely unrelated! That damn blondie can't even rest in peace after he's dead!
Feng Yang looked at his brother's bewildered expression as he drew his sword and looked around, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
She did recognize the stone mirror, which confirmed that she was there. Seeing that she was being attacked, she couldn't help but rush over. But what surprised her even more was that the other party was pregnant.
Yan Shuyi straightened up and spoke with pale lips: "Thank you all for your help."
"The resurgence of the remnants is a calamity for all races, and those who should be saved must be saved." As Feng Yang spoke, he glanced at her stomach without making a sound.
Seeing this, Ye Han looked at his sister and said, "Let's go. Our people are the priority. We need to find a place to settle down immediately."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yang looked at Yan Shuyi and asked, "Would you like to come with us?"
"Fengyang!"
Ye Han couldn't help but rebuke him.
However, before he could finish speaking, Yan Shuyi glanced at him and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have never been a burden to anyone, nor do I wish to be seen as one."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yang couldn't help but open his mouth.
In fact, she didn't know much about Yan Shuyi, only that she was the next leader of Lingjian Mountain and the most talented among the younger generation of humans.
Only now did she realize that the other person was an extremely proud woman.
In her current state, let alone escaping from the forest, it would be difficult for her to even save her life, but she still refused to compromise.
"Appraiser!"
Feng Yang was distracted when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
Turning his head, he saw that the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain suddenly squatted down, clutching his stomach, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and then he fainted.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yang immediately looked down at her lower abdomen, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes. Then he put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle.
In an instant, a beast with flying fur landed on the field.
"Help her up, and I'll send you away from Zhongzhou."
"Thank you all for your kindness, but my master said he would like to leave on his own."
"If we delay any longer, we'll lose the baby. Let's get to a safe place first."
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked down at their appraiser, then bit their thin lips and immediately helped the appraiser onto the monster.
Seeing this, Ye Han felt a pang of sadness, but seeing her sister's serious expression, she ultimately said nothing.
Beneath the rolling darkness, the malevolent aura still surged, while the vast demon race continued its southward journey, hurried and panicked.
However, just as they entered Liangzhou, a small squad in the army suddenly changed direction and headed towards the nearest human city.
"This place is safe for the time being, you can settle here. I need to escort my people away, I can't send any more."
Outside the inn where everyone was staying, Feng Yang called to his maid Xiao Rou: "Bring me the clothes, food, and pills I prepared earlier."
Xiao Rou nodded and immediately walked towards the approaching monster.
Feng Yang handed it to Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu: "She has shown signs of premature labor. She probably didn't tell you because she didn't want you to worry. She's been holding on, but you need to be prepared at all times."
"Thank you so much, young lady."
"You're welcome. I hope they, mother and child, are safe and sound."
After Feng Yang finished speaking, he turned around and mounted the strange beast. He glanced at the room, then turned around and rode away with Xiao Rou.
Ye Han, leading his army to meet them at the front, quickly rode away on his beasts upon seeing this, and after joining them, headed further south.
They needed to find a place to settle their escaped people, and then find a way to rescue those who had been captured and enslaved.
After traveling all night, the group arrived at the southeast side of Yongzhou and settled down temporarily.
Feng Yang dismounted from the demon beast, handed the silver spear to the guard, and looked at Xiao Rou: "Rou'er, help me take out the silver needles from that red bundle. I think my brother seems to be injured."
"The red bundle wasn't given to those human women."
"?"
Xiao Rou looked at her with some surprise: "The princess said she would give it to you."
Feng Yang was slightly taken aback: "I said to give them the pills in the package, not that you should give them the whole package."
"Huh? What else is in that package?"
"besides……"
Feng Yang thought for a moment, then his face flushed instantly.
Meanwhile, in an inn in the deserted city of Liangzhou.
Yan Shuyi was leaning weakly against the bed, looking at the events unfolding before her.
That was what Ding Yao found while searching for elixirs. There was a stack of portraits of the white-robed swordsman, a wooden carving of the white-robed swordsman, and even a shrine for her deceased husband, Ji You. The young appraiser's eyes narrowed as he looked at it.
Demon women are the most sentimental; once they've chosen someone, they won't change their minds, especially someone like Feng Yang who has decided never to marry.
She made this memorial tablet after hearing that Ji You had passed away, and had been secretly keeping it there until this time when she had to put it in her bag.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at each other in bewilderment after seeing this. Just as they were about to offer some words of comfort, they suddenly heard a cry of pain in their ears.
Looking over, Yan Shuyi suddenly had tears in her eyes and was gripping the bed sheet tightly.
"Wanqiu, hurry up and boil some water!"
"good!"
"Master, quickly swallow the pill."
Yan Shuyi opened her mouth and swallowed the pill, but her brows still furrowed in pain, and tears welled in her eyes.
She had asked Yuan Caiwei to help her determine her astrological sign before she went to Zhongzhou, so it shouldn't have happened so quickly.
But the exhaustion from the journey, coupled with the injuries she sustained, undoubtedly led to her premature birth.
She couldn't help but whisper "You scoundrel," and tears welled up in her eyes and began to spill uncontrollably.
Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu kept going in and out, boiling water and wiping away sweat, working tirelessly all night until a loud cry echoed through the room.
You scoundrel, we have a daughter now.
Yan Shuyi glanced at the tiny creature, its eyelashes, wet with tears, trembling slightly.
(End of this chapter)
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