198: Chapter 198: Why is there an extra child?

Nangong Zili grew more irritated the more she thought about it, and her scrubbing movements became increasingly vigorous, causing the pool water to splash loudly.

Yet, following her movements, that faint, indistinct sensation of soreness deep in her lower abdomen emerged again.

Her movements paused once more.

She lowered her head to look at her slightly flushed lower abdomen, suddenly feeling at a loss.

"Scrubbing so hard... could I hurt that thing?"

As soon as this thought appeared, Nangong Zili shook her head violently, secretly cursing herself for being pathetic.

That thing hasn't even taken shape yet; what does it matter if it gets hurt or not?

It would be best if it just disappeared, saving her the trouble.

Although she thought this way, her hand movements involuntarily slowed down.

Biting her lip, she looked at her lower abdomen with a conflicted expression. After a long while, she finally cursed hatefully:

"lecher, you just wait for me!"

Meanwhile, in the neighboring Immortal Cave, Ye Changge sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, eyes closed and regulating his breath.

The previous treatment had consumed a significant amount of energy, and he needed to circulate the Yin Yang Creation Art to recover.

As spiritual power flowed slowly through his Meridians, his mind gradually sank into a state of clarity.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly remembered something, and with a thought, the System interface slowly unfolded before his eyes.

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment, 6th Layer

Spiritual Root: 6th Grade (Yimu Physique)

Cultivation Technique: Yin Yang Creation Art (Heaven Rank), Jade Purity Beauty Cultivation Art (Heaven Rank)...

Skills: Second-Rank Talisman Master, Second-Rank Alchemist...

Spirit Pet: Wuji Heavenly Eagle (Second-Rank)

Descendants: 56

Ye Changge's gaze habitually swept over the "Descendants" column.

Ye Changge's pupils constricted slightly.

That's not right.

How is there one more?

Although he and Xiao Caiyue practiced Dual Cultivation frequently, they always used orthodox Dual Cultivation Techniques.

Yin and Yang complement each other, mutually beneficial; this type of technique does not easily lead to conception.

He remembered it very clearly.

But now, there was one more.

Ye Changge's brows furrowed slightly, his gaze shifting from the Descendants column to subconsciously look at Xiao Caiyue, who was tidying up her clothes not far away.

With her back to him, she was folding several clean garments and placing them into a Storage Pouch.

The water-blue palace dress accentuated her graceful figure, and her movements were elegant and composed.

Ye Changge watched for a moment, then gently shook his head.

It couldn't be Caiyue.

Her constitution was weak, and although her Dragon Yang Body had been controlled, she had suffered from deficiencies for many years; getting pregnant would not be easy.

Moreover, every time they practiced Dual Cultivation, they used orthodox techniques, which emphasize Yin and Yang balance and are not prone to conception.

If it's not Caiyue, then who could it be?

Ye Changge's gaze slowly shifted toward the direction of the Spirit Pool.

The sound of water came faintly from that direction, along with the low murmurs of a woman—it was unclear if she was cursing or talking to herself.

Ye Changge was silent for a moment.

Then it could only be her.

During these days, he and Nangong Zili had been "treating" frequently.

Most of the time, he would use orthodox Dual Cultivation Techniques—after all, it really did have miraculous effects for healing, with Yin and Yang complementing each other and being mutually beneficial.

But occasionally...

The corner of Ye Changge's mouth twitched slightly.

He admitted that sometimes he would deliberately not use the Dual Cultivation Technique.

There was no other reason—teasing this Core Formation True Person was simply too interesting.

Watching her endure intensely despite being clearly uncomfortable, watching her grit her teeth in hatred yet having to cooperate with the treatment,

Watching that alluring face of hers gradually flush red beneath him, and those peach-blossom eyes gradually become dazed...

He admitted he was indeed a bit wicked.

But who could resist teasing her?

A Core Formation True Person, after all.

An existence who could take his life with a wave of her hand on any other day, yet at this moment, she was beneath him...

Ye Changge coughed lightly, suppressing this thought.

Regardless, if that extra descendant was truly conceived by Nangong Zili...

Then things would be a bit troublesome.

As he was pondering, the sound of water from the Spirit Pool suddenly stopped.

A moment later, Nangong Zili walked out.

She had changed into a clean purple dress, her wet long hair loosely pinned up with a jade hairpin, and a few stray locks clinging to her cheeks, making her face appear even fairer and more delicate.

The corners of her peach-blossom eyes still held a lingering flush, whether from anger or something else, it was unclear.

As soon as she came out, she noticed Ye Changge's gaze.

Those peach-blossom eyes immediately narrowed, glaring fiercely at him, her voice cold:

"Dog man, what are you looking at!"

If it were any other day, Ye Changge certainly wouldn't indulge her.

He would definitely stand up, walk over slowly, and then show her with actual actions—what it meant to be "looking at something."

Sometimes he even felt that Nangong Zili might have some special attribute.

Even though she cursed him as a "dog man," "bastard," or "scum" after every treatment, the next evening, she would still lie on the jade couch on time, waiting for him to come.

Saying she didn't want it with her mouth, but her body was very honest.

He even suspected that this True Person Nangong was intentionally saying those things to provoke him, just so he would "punish" her more severely.

Of course, he dared not say this out loud.

If he did, he feared he would be beaten to death by her.

But today—

Ye Changge did not stand up, nor did he retort.

He just looked at Nangong Zili, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upward, revealing a gentle smile.

That smile was as warm as jade, his brows curved, like a spring breeze brushing against one's face, or moonlight falling, indescribably handsome and pleasing to the eye.

Ye Changge was naturally born extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a face like polished jade, and deep, exquisite features.

Having cultivated the Jade Purity Beauty Cultivation Art for these years, he had polished this appearance to the extreme, with a gentle, jade-like aura subtly flowing around him.

He didn't smile much on ordinary days; on the rare occasions he did, it was just a slight curl of his lips, carrying a hint of nonchalance.

But today's smile was different from the past.

It was a genuine, heartfelt, gentle, and sincere smile.

It was like the warmest ray of sunshine in spring, making anyone who saw it feel a warmth in their heart.

Nangong Zili's cursing came to an abrupt halt.

She froze for an instant, her peach-blossom eyes widening slightly as she stared at Ye Changge's smiling face, momentarily forgetting what she wanted to say.

Then,

"Hmph."

She abruptly turned her face away and let out a cold snort, her voice much lower and weaker than before.

She walked past Ye Changge quickly and left without looking back.

Ye Changge watched her back, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Xiao Caiyue took it all in.

She stood quietly in the corner, still holding the half-folded garment in her hands, her gaze lingering for a moment on Nangong Zili's retreating figure before shifting to Ye Changge.

Looking at Ye Changge's gentle, jade-like face, she suddenly sighed softly in her heart.

During these days, she had seen more clearly than anyone.

That Thousand Silk Love-Binding Gu was subtly changing Nangong Zili.

In the first few days, Nangong Zili would curse and swear after every treatment, wishing she could hack Ye Changge into ten thousand pieces.

But in these past few days, although she still refused to admit defeat with her mouth, when those peach-blossom eyes looked at Ye Changge, the anger in them was becoming less and less.