When Ye Xingchen embraced Xie Lingyao, when he understood the true meaning of countless rebirths, his state of mind greatly improved, touching upon the opportunity to step into the Heavenly Mystery Realm.
The martial path.
It wasn’t just about focusing on martial arts.
Especially as realms grew higher and higher, one often had to focus on many more aspects.
This time, Ye Xingchen unexpectedly triggered the momentum for advancement—a breakthrough from comprehension in non-traditional martial studies.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Billowing advancement qi waves howled outward.
However, just a few minutes later, he and Xie Lingyao vanished from the spot out of thin air.
“Can’t let it go to waste.”
Jun Changxiao, who had somehow already arrived at this plane, sat on a rock with his hands resting on his legs. “Must let the beings within the realm properly experience this.”
The Myriad Realm.
Ye Xingchen was transported inside.
The advancement momentum instantly pervaded the entire plane, and all beings within it could sense it.
Realm advancement, especially stepping into a major realm, released advancement momentum that could allow martial artists to gain insights and thereby obtain profound principles of the martial path. So Dog Sheng couldn’t possibly miss this—he reached the location at the fastest speed and brought Ye Xingchen into the Myriad Realm.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Everyone sat cross-legged one after another, meditating and comprehending.
The released advancement qi waves contained profound martial principles, causing many lower-level martial artists to immediately achieve understanding, with advancement rhythms coming in wave after wave.
Coincidentally, quite a few babies were born at this time point, absorbing the released advancement momentum, their weak meridians and blood receiving strengthening.
Although it didn’t bring the most direct realm advancement, after comprehensive nurturing, their future prospects were promising!
This was what Jun Changxiao was happy to see.
The Myriad Realm needed an endless stream of successors to drive the entire world toward prosperity and strength.
…
Speaking again of Ye Xingchen, although advancement qi waves surged wildly around his body, he still tightly embraced Xie Lingyao.
This comprehension made him understand what was more important, so he wouldn’t get excited about his own breakthrough, but rather would shoulder the responsibilities a man should have.
Xie Lingyao leaned in his embrace, tears flowing unstoppably.
What she had previously struggled with and resisted was that this man treated her as Ling Yao, that everything he did was merely compensation. Only when she heard him say “I’m not the Night King, I am Ye Xingchen” did she truly find release.
Ling Yao.
The Night King.
Both dead.
One was Xie Lingyao, one was Ye Xingchen.
That was all.
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
The fetus in her abdomen beat with a rhythm faster than before.
It seemed that with the parents becoming lovers who finally got together, it was given the strength to want to live.
However.
Because of the previous suppression for too long.
Even though the beating rhythm now accelerated, it was still far below normal levels.
Whether it could be born still depended on the fetus’s fortune, and most importantly, external intervention.
Given Jun Changxiao’s extreme emphasis on his disciples, he would definitely find every possible way to let Ye Xingchen’s child smoothly come into this world.
…
Several hours later.
The advancement momentum pervading the Myriad Realm gradually weakened.
The beings who wholeheartedly comprehended either broke through a realm on the spot or gained enormous enlightenment, with overall strength improving by a large margin.
Combined with the previous resistance against so many of the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s subordinates, the combat power demonstrated by the entire Myriad Realm could be called perfect. If development continued this way, sooner or later they would have the qualifications to directly battle them.
“Whoosh—”
The last strand of advancement momentum was absorbed into his body. Ye Xingchen, embracing Xie Lingyao, successfully stepped into the Heavenly Mystery Realm.
Among the disciples, Li Qingyang had been first to step into Half-step Heavenly Mystery by fusing with the Thunder-element Spirit Seed. Now Ye Xingchen was first to step into the Heavenly Mystery Realm through comprehension of love.
“My Eternal Sect.”
Jun Changxiao said proudly, “Has gained another fierce general!”
On the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s side, the subordinates, especially the Eight Heavenly Dragons, were all at the Heavenly Mystery Realm. So whether Eternal Sect higher-ups or disciples, each additional person at this realm meant closing the distance considerably.
“Whoosh—”
After breaking through, Ye Xingchen didn’t go to sense the qualitative changes brought by the realm advancement. Instead, he held Xie Lingyao and landed at the Eternal Sect’s Martial Performance Field, saying earnestly, “Sect Master, please help this disciple refine fetal-stabilizing medicine!”
“No problem.”
Jun Changxiao readily agreed.
That afternoon, Gu Tianxing brought all the medicinal herbs. With the joint assistance of the Alchemy Hall, Medical Hall, and other departments, they began working on refining the fetal-stabilizing medicine.
The next day.
The fetal-stabilizing medicine was successfully refined.
It was a bowl of medicinal soup that gathered the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon.
Ye Xingchen held it nervously. Although the plot of “it becomes divine if dropped” didn’t occur, after Xie Lingyao drank it and Gu Tianxing was responsible for the examination, the conclusion reached was… the child was saved, but the gestation period might be very long.
“How long until delivery?”
“At least around a thousand years.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao furrowed his brow.
A slowly gestating fetus could be accepted—after all, martial artists had very long lifespans and could completely afford to wait.
However, the thousand-year timeframe Gu Tianxing gave corresponded exactly to when the Twelfth Realm Universe Holy War would begin, didn’t it? Didn’t it correspond exactly to the future vision Ye Xingchen had once seen, where the child was born at that time point?
“It seems.”
Jun Changxiao said, “My disciple will still have to leave.”
“Sect Master.”
Ye Xingchen walked into the great hall, saying earnestly, “Please grant this disciple permission to take her and leave to search for heavenly treasures that can nurture the fetus.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s brow raised slightly.
He understood his disciple’s urgent desire for the child to be born, but if he granted permission, it seemed to represent everything moving toward the future’s established path. Perhaps today’s departure would mean never returning later.
“Host can refuse.”
The System said, “Forcibly change the future.”
“Can it be changed?”
Regarding changing the future, Jun Changxiao wasn’t very optimistic. After all, if he kept Ye Xingchen today, who knew whether it would later return to the future’s path anyway, or even become more counterproductive the more he tried to prevent it?
Forget it.
Leave it to fate.
Jun Changxiao said, “This seat grants you permission to go out.”
“Thank you, Sect Master!”
Ye Xingchen turned to leave.
Just as he was about to walk out of the great hall, he heard Jun Changxiao say, “Xingchen, remember, you will forever be this seat’s disciple, forever a member of the Eternal Sect.”
“Step.”
Ye Xingchen stopped, his expression serious. “This disciple will keep it in his heart.”
“Go.”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand.
Only after watching Ye Xingchen disappear from the great hall did he lean back against his chair feeling deeply uncomfortable, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Disciples, to Dog Sheng, truly were beloved ones he couldn’t bear to part with.
…
The Martial Performance Field.
Li Qingyang and the others had already stood in position in advance.
They seemed to know Ye Xingchen was leaving, so they specifically came to see him off.
“Junior Brother Ye.”
Li Qingyang smiled. “Safe travels.”
Ye Xingchen nodded with complex emotions, then walked past his fellow disciples one by one, receiving farewell gazes filled entirely with encouragement.
At that moment, he wavered.
But it was quickly occupied by the thought of the child being born earlier.
It wasn’t a life-and-death parting, not a one-way trip. As long as he found it faster, he could return faster!
Thinking of this.
Ye Xingchen strode forward.
Xie Lingyao stood before the sect’s main gate. Only when he came before her did she say in a low voice, “We don’t have to go.”
“Go.”
Ye Xingchen grasped her hand, and the two vanished from the spot.
“Second Senior Brother.” Liu Wanshi wiped her tears. “Will Junior Brother Ye come back alive?”
“He will.”
Li Qingyang said with certainty, “He will definitely come back alive.”
…
That day.
Ye Xingchen left with Xie Lingyao.
Jun Changxiao, in a vexed mood, sat alone atop a mountain drinking wine sullenly, jar after jar as if he didn’t plan to stop.
“Wait!”
Suddenly, he snapped back to attention. “I forgot about Zhang San!”
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao immediately merged into the Tianyuan Prison Suppression Tower. Just as he walked into the cell, he saw the prison trio frantically taking care of Zhang San, whose wailing screams were ear-splitting—truly miserable beyond compare.
“Sect Master Jun!”
“I… ah… I’ll… ah talk! I’ll tell… everything ah ah ah!”