Chapter 1367 - 403: Chicken, I’m Going to Be a Dad—Do You Think It’ll Be a Boy or a Girl?
Seeing Shen Hanyi’s unusual behavior, Zhou Qing was just about to tease her when a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and his expression abruptly changed.
A strong person at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Slash Realm had long since reached the Fasting stage, how could they display such behavior typical of ordinary people?
What’s more, with a brother who had comprehended such a Realm, he should have long been immune to anything nauseating.
How could he lose composure in front of a "senior" like this?
"Could it be..."
Zhou Qing’s heart skipped a beat, but then he felt it shouldn’t be possible.
The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to conceive offspring.
With each major breakthrough, a cultivator’s physical body undergoes a transformation, and the essence of life also undergoes a quantum leap.
Those in the Spirit Severing Realm have long surpassed the mortal coil; their flesh and blood contain laws, their spiritual power transforms into the source, and they can easily mobilize the Power of Heaven and Earth with a mere gesture.
How would such beings easily leave behind progeny?
With extraordinary physical bodies, energy-based forms, and secret techniques upon them, their level of life is no longer the same.
What is that saying again, only the strong are fit to be my children.
There are countless stories of mighty dao couples who rarely have offspring even in a century or millennium.
And precisely because of this, once their offspring fall, it inevitably brings about immense fury.
Because they could be the only bloodline, the sole hope of legacy over endless years.
If severed, attempting to conceive again is nearly as difficult as climbing to Heaven.
Thus, those powerful beings often spare no effort to annihilate their enemies, even if it means implicating nine families, blood-washing entire gates.
——Sever my legacy, and you sever my Dao path.
This enmity is irreconcilable!
But the problem is, at that time, Shen Hanyi was already in the late-stage Spirit Severing Realm, and he was also about to enter the Spirit Severing Realm.
A true union of strong forces.
To be honest, he wasn’t that confident in himself to have gotten it right in one go?
Besides, come to think of it, nearly a hundred and sixty years have passed since that incident.
Even if it was a Nezha, several cycles should have passed by now.
Surely she wouldn’t actually follow Lady Li?
"Wait a minute..."
What if she did?
A favored daughter from a fifth-level Cultivation Country, with cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Slash Realm, the status of a fourth-level Array Master, still without a dao companion, suddenly pregnant...
If this news gets out, who would believe it?
Not to mention, just the younger generation of the Eight Great Families could gossip about it for hundreds of years.
Especially for the Yan Family—this is like a resounding slap in the face!
"Yan Sen’s dead, and you’re pregnant?"
What does that mean?
Are you deliberately slapping the Yan family’s face?
Yan Sen pursued Shen Hanyi for many years, and the two families nearly married.
Now, he hasn’t even been gone for long and his place of death hasn’t been found, yet Shen Hanyi is... pregnant?
If this spreads, the Yan family would probably be furious half to death!
Not to mention the complex situation within the Shen Family—if true, how should she handle herself?
Faced with such a situation, would she truly like Lady Li, use some secret technique to delay the signs of pregnancy?
At this moment, Zhou Qing’s gaze unconsciously fell on Shen Hanyi.
Although her figure was in a blur, beneath the loose robe, there was seemingly... a slight unnatural bulge.
This discovery caused his heart to beat faster, a kind of indescribable agitation surging in his chest.
It was an emotion he couldn’t even articulate—three parts apprehension, seven parts anticipation, with a faint hint of joy.
Since arriving in this world of the strong preying on the weak, he had been like a driftwood in the storm.
He had slept in bitter cold, been chased by wild dogs for a bun, received beatings from street roughs.
Until he met his master Mo Xingjian, who took him back to the Taiqing Sect, it was the first time he felt the warmth of "home."
But now...
A little life carrying his bloodline was being nurtured, which might become his deepest bond in this world.
Thinking this, Zhou Qing’s eyes unknowingly grew warm.
Excitement, apprehension, anticipation, various emotions intertwined, making it almost difficult for him, usually calm and composed, to control his expression.
Because he might truly no longer be alone.
At this moment, Zhou Qing was intently staring at Shen Hanyi.
And Shen Hanyi seemed to have sensed this excessively focused gaze, lightly wiping away a non-existent trace from the corner of her lips, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across her face.
"Excuse me, senior saw me a joke. Recently, I encountered issues in my cultivation, causing my qi and blood to reverse..."
Before her words were finished, Zhou Qing suddenly moved with lightning speed, grabbing her wrist.
A cold sensation spread from his fingertips, causing Shen Hanyi to tremble all over and instinctively try to pull her arm back.
But in that electrifying moment, Zhou Qing’s spiritual power had already infiltrated her meridians like a wandering thread.
That strand of spiritual power moved gently yet irresistibly, and upon reaching below the Dantian—
"Thump!"
A weak yet distinct pulse of life resounded like thunder in Zhou Qing’s mind.
He released her hand as if struck by lightning, his pupils dilating fiercely.
Shock, ecstasy, disbelief, all manner of emotions intertwined in his eyes.
That weak yet tenacious life force, like a flicker of flame, instantly ignited his heart that had been dormant for many years.
"There really is..." he muttered to himself, his mind blank.
Shen Hanyi took several steps back, her face slightly pale: "Senior..."
"When did this happen?" Zhou Qing couldn’t help but ask, needing to further confirm if this child was indeed his.
Not that he was overthinking; after all, in these hundred plus years, anything could have happened.
Shen Hanyi remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly: "I have some matters to attend to, junior must take her leave first."
Before her words were finished, her figure abruptly vanished, and Zhou Qing was simultaneously expelled from her restricted zone.