416: Chapter 417 Let me figure out a way to deal with the child!

"Mm..." Su Yuner responded softly, already feeling drowsy, her scales shimmering with fine light under the moonlight.

Ye Changge looked down at her, his heart softening. He gently stroked the top of her head, his movements extremely light and slow, as if coaxing a tired little kitten.

He knew she had been hiding something in her heart for a long time.

A few days ago, he had stumbled upon her sitting alone on the stone steps behind the mountain, hugging her knees, her shoulders heaving as she cried until the tip of her nose was red.

He walked over to ask her what was wrong. At first, she shook her head and wouldn't say, but after being pressed, she threw herself into his arms, her tears soaking a large patch of his robes.

"Brother... why does everyone else have a baby, but I don't..."

"Is it because I'm not good? Am I not good enough, so Brother doesn't want my child?"

She sobbed until she was out of breath, unable to speak clearly, big tears rolling down her face.

Ye Changge coaxed her for a long time, from when the moon rose above the willow branches until the second half of the night, before he finally managed to stop her tears.

Looking at her like this, Ye Changge's heart softened once more. He lowered his head, kissed her brow, and said gently:

"Little Yuner, there is no need to worry."

"Leave the matter of having children to Brother."

"We will definitely have a baby, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yuner's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her nose suddenly felt sore, and she buried her face in his chest, giving a muffled "Mm" in response.

In truth, she vaguely knew that the crux of the problem lay with her.

Su Yuner had a thin Yao Beast Bloodline flowing within her, which gave her more talent in Cultivation than ordinary Cultivators and made her Physical Body tougher.

Ye Changge certainly knew this. The reason he had her Cultivate the "Black Dragon Canon" was that, besides the high compatibility between this Cultivation Technique and her Bloodline, another reason was that Cultivators who practiced this technique found it extremely difficult to conceive offspring.

Since it was already difficult to conceive, the side effect of the Cultivation Technique, "suppressing fertility," was not a problem for her.

Perhaps, by fighting poison with poison, it might even break through that Bloodline barrier, and who knew, she might accidentally conceive.

Ye Changge still had one final trump card hidden in his heart.

If that really didn't work... he could only pin his hopes on the System's grand prize wheel.

The prize pool of the many children, many blessings system was unfathomable; it could even draw out fourth-rank True Spirits, so perhaps at some point, he could draw a "guaranteed conception" Medicinal Pill.

Although the probability was slim, it was at least a glimmer of hope.

"Brother..." Su Yuner's voice grew lighter, like bubbles floating up from a dream, "I, I will listen to you..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already fallen completely asleep. Her little face pressed against his chest, her breathing even and long, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if she were having a pleasant dream.

Ye Changge did not rush to get up; he just held her quietly, watching the moonlight move from one side of the courtyard to the other, and watching the dew drops on the lotus leaves in the pond roll off one by one.

After a long while, he gently carried her back to her room to settle her in, tucked the corners of her quilt, stood by the door for a moment, and then turned to leave.

Over the next month, Ye Changge would set aside an hour or two almost every day to personally explain the essence of the "Black Dragon Canon" to Su Yuner.

Su Yuner was naturally intelligent, and because of the Yao Beast Bloodline within her, she had excellent compatibility with this Cultivation Technique. In just half a month, she had grasped the basics.

Another half month passed, and she could already circulate the Cultivation Technique on her own, with black Dragon Qi faintly circulating around her body, her scales becoming more lustrous, and her aura much more refined than before.

Ye Changge saw this and was very pleased.

At the same time, he also asked Lu Shiyin to help procure a batch of Yao Beasts containing Dragon Clan Bloodline—Red-Scaled Sturgeons caught in the river, Black-Backed Crocodile Dragons hunted from deep pools, and several Red-Patterned Dragon Carp of good quality.

He kept these Yao Beasts in a large pond he had created in the estate, and after spending several days carefully selecting from them, he finally succeeded in cultivating three Dao Soldiers—

Two Black-Water Dragon Fish, over a zhang long, pitch black all over, with scales as thick and hard as iron, ferocious fangs, and water arrows spat from their mouths carrying a trace of thin Dragon might;

One Black-Water Dragon Snake, longer than the two fish, reaching two zhang, resembling a winding black river when coiled, its triangular head held high, its forked tongue flicking in and out with a hissing sound that pierced the air.

Ye Changge specially sectioned off an area by the fish pond, isolating it with Spiritual Qi, and placed these three Dao Soldiers inside to prevent them from unleashing their ferocity and destroying the original ecosystem of the fish pond.

He stood by the pond, watching the three Dao Soldiers swimming in the water, and nodded with satisfaction.

Calculating the time, in a few more days, it would be the third anniversary of the establishment of the Ye Family of Longmai Mountain branch.

According to custom, a Family ceremony was held every year on this day to summarize the development, gains, and losses of the Ye Family over the past year. The previous two years had been lively, and this year would likely be no exception.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

On this day, Longmai Mountain was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the mountain gates were thrown wide open. From the foot of the mountain to the summit, the route was lined with black flags embroidered with the character "Ye," fluttering in the wind.

The Disciples of the clan had long since changed into brand-new green robes, with swords hanging at their waists, standing in line on both sides of the mountain path with high spirits.

The conference hall had long been properly prepared.

In the center sat a wide main desk, covered with a black tablecloth embroidered with cloud patterns. Ye Changge sat upright in the main seat, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, his face as handsome as jade, his demeanor steady and composed.

To his left sat Lu Shiyin, and to his right sat Xiao Caiyue. Both matriarchs were dressed in dignified palace gowns, one gentle and graceful, the other composed, sitting on either side like two peony flowers on a single stem.

Below them, arranged in rows on both sides, were his other wives and concubines on the left: Lu Shiqing, Liu Yiyi, Jiang Wanqing, the sisters Liu Xiaoxing and Liu Xiaoyue, Xiao Cui, Su Yuner... some sitting, some standing, a bevy of beauties, each with her own charm.

On the right were several of the Ye Family's adult eldest sons, Ye Bufan, Ye Xiu, Ye Ruyi, and others, all having grown into young teenagers, with straight backs and steady, composed demeanors.

Further down were the various Elders and Deacons of the Ye Family. The hall was packed, filled with Spiritual Qi, and the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

Ye Changge swept his gaze across the room and nodded slightly. He turned his head to look at Lu Shiyin, his voice neither high nor low, yet it clearly reached every corner of the hall:

"Shiyin, let us begin."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shiyin nodded gently and stood up, walking to the center of the hall. Today she wore a moon-white palace gown, her hair tied up in a high bun, wearing the white jade Phoenix hairpin that Ye Changge had given her. She appeared dignified and magnificent, possessing the natural authority of a matriarch.

She faced the room, bowed slightly, and then began to speak, her voice gentle, clear, and articulate:

"Everyone, I, on behalf of the Ye Family of Longmai Mountain, would like to report to you the general development of our Family this year."

"First, regarding the Spirit Fields."

"This year, the Family has reclaimed and planted a total of 1,537 mu of ordinary Spirit Fields. Among them, 520 mu were planted with Spirit-Containing Rice, 480 mu with Crescent Rice, and 537 mu with Water Spirit Rice. All three of these are single-season crops."