126: Chapter 126 Birth of an Offspring

The most astonishing thing was the aura circulating around his body; thick and condensed True Essence swirled in layers, steady and overbearing, complete and flawless.

True Essence Realm! He had successfully broken through, shattering a fifty-year Bottleneck, and crossed into the domain of the True Essence Realm in one fell swoop!

Liu Yangfeng raised his palms to look at his firm and powerful hands, feeling the surging, ceaseless new power within his body, and hot, turbulent tears welled up in his eyes.

Fifty years of obsession, fifty years of torment, all fulfilled in a single moment of Perfection.

From now on, his Lifespan would increase to three hundred years, and he had completely broken free from his fated death!

"Your subordinate, Liu Yangfeng, has not failed the Master's commission and has successfully broken through to the True Essence Realm!"

Liu Yangfeng strode out of the secret chamber, knelt on one knee before Li Changqing and Zhang Yuxi, who had come upon hearing the news, his voice resonant and powerful, filled with gratitude and awe.

Li Changqing's gaze fell upon him, carefully examining the circulation of his True Essence, and he nodded slightly: "Your Foundation is solid, your True Essence is condensed, and fifty years of accumulation have all erupted at once. Not bad."

"Rise."

"Thank you, Master!"

Liu Yangfeng bowed and stood up, his posture straight and tall, his aura steady, with no trace of the decrepit, decaying state he once had.

"From today on, you shall serve as the Chief Instructor of Poison Arts for the Xuanling Guards."

As Li Changqing finished speaking, he formally issued the order, establishing his authority and responsibilities: "You are in charge of the poison arts curriculum for the entire Guard, teaching the full set of methods: identifying, recognizing, crafting, using, and avoiding poisons. Do not be constrained by righteous or evil poison arts; as long as it can defeat the enemy and preserve oneself, teach it all."

"Your duty is to ensure that all one hundred and fifty Xuanling Guards understand, know, and excel at poison, forging a team of poison-warfare death squads that belongs exclusively to my Xuanling Island."

Liu Yangfeng's expression turned solemn, and he bowed respectfully to accept the order: "Your subordinate obeys! I will pour out everything I have learned in the Dao of poison throughout my life to teach them carefully, and I will never fail the Master's trust!"

He had spent half his life immersed in the Dao of poison, and finally, his lifelong learning had a place to be passed on and a place to be put to use.

Being able to Cultivate combat power for the Master using his own lifelong expertise was the best way for him to repay the kindness.

In the following half-year, Li Changqing and his wife, who had always been diligent in their Cultivate, rarely took a break from their arduous Cultivate and Dao comprehension; instead, they stayed together day and night, inseparable, indulging in the warmth of their constant companionship.

Not only that, but taking advantage of this rare leisure time, they traveled across the entire Li Family territory, and even visited all the Mortal towns and villages under the Li Family's jurisdiction, leaving no corner unvisited.

During these six months, the two walked hand in hand through green mountains and spirit valleys, deep forests and secluded ravines. Whenever they encountered beautiful scenery like surging seas of clouds or babbling brooks and waterfalls, they would stop and stay for a few days, quietly admiring the mountains and rivers, enjoying their quiet time alone.

In their spare time, they would also walk into the bustling human world, concealing their Cultivate, hiding their identities as Cultivator, shedding the sharp edge of immortals, and anonymously blending into the market towns and countryside. They would farm and work with the villagers, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, truly experiencing the most simple and plain Mortal life.

For a full six months, they temporarily put down their Cultivation Technique, set aside the conflicts of the Dao, discarded their identities and obsessions as Cultivator, and lived as an immortal couple that the world envied.

Day after day, they traveled through mountains and waters, viewing the magnificent rivers and mountains, observing the myriad states of human life, and shedding the restless, violent Qi accumulated from years of Cultivate.

Such relaxed and leisurely years completely settled their original hearts, cleansed the dust from their Dao Heart, and allowed their state of mind to sublimate once more amidst the human bustle and the mountains and waters, far more peaceful, comfortable, and joyful than the days of racing against time and closed-door Cultivate.

However, such carefree days of not asking about the Dao only lasted for half a year before they finally came to an end.

All because Zhang Yuxi had become pregnant during this time.

With their minds made up and filled with great joy, the couple returned to Xuanling Lake, and then Li Changqing had Li Zifan bring his parents over. This time, Father Li and Mother Li did not refuse Li Changqing's kindness; wanting to witness the birth of their little grandson, they also agreed to live at Xuanling Lake for a few years before returning to Meihua Village.

Time passed silently, years flowed by, and another year went by quietly.

At noon that day, Xuanling Island, which was usually quiet and secluded with very few visitors, was now noisy with voices, and guests were gathered, completely changing from its usual coldness.

In the courtyard, Father Li and Mother Li sat opposite each other, chatting leisurely, their expressions relaxed.

Li Zifan stood respectfully to the side, his demeanor polite and measured, occasionally raising his hand to refill a cup of steaming, fragrant Spirit tea for the two elders, his etiquette impeccable.

Beside them, Li Zifan's little niece, Li Ziqi, who had come along with Father Li and Mother Li, stood gracefully, her bright eyes frequently looking toward the bedroom, her eyes filled with undisguisable curiosity and anticipation.

While everyone else was gathered and enjoying the lively atmosphere, Li Changqing did not sit down to chat.

He stood alone outside the bedroom door, pacing back and forth incessantly, his footsteps repetitive, his mind restless, and he dared not use his Divine Sense to investigate.

Looking up, Li Changqing's brows were furrowed with anxiety and apprehension, his expression a complex interweaving of endless anticipation and nervousness, revealing all his complex emotions without hiding a single bit.

Just at this moment, inside the tightly closed bedroom, a clear and loud baby's cry suddenly rang out, the crisp sound piercing through the noise of the courtyard and echoing in all directions.

"Born! Born! Ninth Aunt has given birth!"

Hearing this, Li Ziqi's eyes lit up instantly, and she was the first to shout excitedly, her face full of joy and delight.

Father Li, Mother Li, and the others in the courtyard also stood up immediately, their aged faces filled with genuine joy and smiles, full of gratification.

Li Changqing, outside the bedroom, was filled with wild joy, the heavy stone in his heart suddenly falling to the ground, and he couldn't wait to step into the room.

Just at this moment, the wooden door of the bedroom slowly opened inward, and the figure of the midwife slowly appeared.

"Congratulations, Immortal Master! Both mother and child are safe!"

At the same time, the thick worry that had lingered between Li Changqing's brows instantly dissipated, completely replaced by an intense, wild joy.

The next moment, his figure flickered, he lightly bypassed the woman in front of him, and with quick, hurried steps, he strode toward the inner room.

Outside the courtyard, Father Li, Mother Li, and the others were all full of curiosity, their eyes locked tightly on the closed door.

Inside the inner room, it was warm and cozy.

The moment Li Changqing stepped into the room, his gaze fell instantly upon the bed.

Zhang Yuxi was lying quietly on her side on the bed, her expression gentle and serene.

Beside her, a jade-like, delicately carved baby nestled peacefully, resting quietly on the pillow.

The baby's skin was as white and lustrous as jade, plump and fair, with an exceptionally adorable appearance. Its pair of clear eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if ignorantly scanning everything around it, full of Spiritual Qi.

Even more strangely, this newborn baby seemed to keenly perceive the aura of its closest loved ones.

As Li Changqing approached step by step, the baby's tender little hands and feet gently curled and stretched, and it made soft, delicate whimpering sounds in its mouth, as if a newborn child was affectionately greeting him.

Ordinary babies would surely cry incessantly and be restless when just born, but this child had stopped crying moments after being born, remaining calm and well-behaved. Every movement was not at all like a newborn child, naturally possessing an extraordinary spiritual nature.

Witnessing this strange phenomenon, Li Changqing was deeply shocked, his heart filled with amazement and joy.

He suppressed his surging emotions, walked up quickly, gently held Zhang Yuxi's slightly cool palm with one hand, and gently covered the baby's soft, delicate little hand with the other, his heart overflowing with tenderness.