336: Chapter 336 Thus, named Su Chen

Fairy Qingyun was stunned.

She tremblingly reached out her hand and gently placed it upon her still flat, slender abdomen, which did not have a single ounce of excess fat.

As expected.

She was pregnant.

Amidst the day and night of humiliation, she had conceived the offspring of that brutal black dragon.

In the first few days after realizing this fact, Fairy Qingyun collapsed even further.

She frantically pounded her stomach with her fists, wanting to beat away this bastard child filled with humiliation and filthy blood.

It was the proof of the greatest shame of her life.

However, her delicate fists, with her cultivation sealed, felt like scratching an itch through a boot when striking her belly.

Yet the little life inside her belly displayed an incomparably tenacious vitality, even actively absorbing the dense spiritual energy around it and growing sturdily.

As her belly grew larger day by day, Fairy Qingyun ceased her frantic actions.

She quietly stroked her highly distended abdomen.

In those eyes that had originally been filled with dead ash, there was unexpectedly a glimmer of hope.

She hated the Qingxuan Sect, and she hated the father who had pushed her into hell for the sake of profit.

She hated this terrifying black dragon that imprisoned and humiliated her even more.

However, she could not kill them.

She was merely a weak woman whose cultivation had been crippled, completely unable to escape the black dragon's control.

"Since I cannot take revenge..." Fairy Qingyun muttered to herself in the darkness.

"Then I will pin my hopes on you."

She gently stroked her belly, as if caressing a rare treasure.

"You are the offspring of the only True Dragon in this Fantasy World."

"Flowing within you is the blood of a pure True Dragon."

"If... if I can treat this pregnancy as merely borrowing the seed of this old lecherous dragon..." Fairy Qingyun's gaze became increasingly firm.

"This, it seems, is not entirely unacceptable."

"After all, this guy is so powerful; there is no existence in this world with a bloodline more domineering than his."

"And my talent is also stunningly peerless in the Linghe Realm."

"With parents like these, the offspring born will definitely not be weak!"

"Child... grow up quickly."

"Once you are born, you will inherit the strongest talent in the world, you will trample that damn Qingxuan Sect under your feet, and you will flay this old lecherous dragon alive."

Carrying this obsession for revenge that had twisted to the extreme, Fairy Qingyun never attempted suicide again.

She began to become unusually quiet.

Even when the black dragon sent over those spiritual medicines with indescribable tastes, she no longer resisted.

Instead, for the sake of the child in her belly, she forcibly swallowed those nauseating things mouthful by mouthful, peacefully nurturing the fetus.

She swallowed all her humiliation, turning it into the nourishment to nurture this new life.

Time passed like a white horse galloping past a crack.

In the endless darkness deep within the Spirit River, she had even chosen a name for the child.

Fairy Qingyun's name was Su Qingyun.

The name she gave the child was Su Chen.

The character "Chen" has the meaning of "Chen Dragon," or dragon.

It signifies his bloodline.

She waited quietly.

Until the day Su Chen was born.

Today, this Dragon Palace, which had been deathly silent for ten thousand years, was uncharacteristically restless.

The Black Dragon Demon Lord, who originally only knew how to swallow the spiritual water veins of the Spirit River and pretend to sleep while cultivating on the throne all day, had now transformed into the form of a three-zhang tall, muscular half-dragon man.

He paced back and forth outside the sleeping chamber in agitation and excitement.

His eyes flashed with a fanatical light.

Meanwhile, on the bed inside the chamber, Fairy Qingyun's pretty face was twisted as she lay on the bed.

Clutching her abdomen, she looked to be in great pain.

The reason was very simple.

She was about to give birth.

As the labor pains intensified, in a corner that neither Fairy Qingyun nor the Black Dragon Demon Lord could see—that is, above the water surface at the source of the Spirit River—the clear sky suddenly changed color.

High above in the nine heavens, thunderclouds rolled.

Vague streaks of lightning flashed crazily within the clouds.

The terrifying celestial phenomenon and pressure that penetrated down through the river made countless demonic beasts lurking in the middle and lower reaches of the Spirit River tremble.

It also attracted many cultivators from human sects to watch, sigh, and speculate about what was happening in the Spirit River.

In a corner that no one noticed, on a mountainside about a hundred miles south of the southern edge of the Spirit River, a band of blue and white light flashed by and vanished in an instant.

"It's born... it's finally being born..."

Hearing the delicate cry from inside the sleeping palace, the black dragon stopped his pacing, turned his head, and stared fixedly at the graceful figure struggling in pain inside the chamber.

He set aside all his work of tempering the water veins.

He even cast aside the daily necessity of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

He just stood guard outside the door, staring fixedly.

Fairy Qingyun was soaked in cold sweat.

She weakly turned her head, looking through layers of fluttering white gauze at the man outside the door.

In her heart, there was not a trace of the joy of being a new mother.

Instead, she felt waves of chills in her heart.

Just a few hours ago, when Fairy Qingyun tentatively suggested to the black dragon that the child should take her surname "Su" and be called "Su Chen."

This domineering True Dragon, who viewed humans as ants, had actually nodded and agreed readily without the slightest hesitation.

"Su Chen? Good, let's call him Su Chen! What does it matter if he takes your surname?"

"As long as he can be born safely, it doesn't matter what he is called!"

"Hahahaha!"

At that time, the black dragon laughed incredibly heartily and happily.

However, when Fairy Qingyun raised her head and met his gaze directed at her distended abdomen, there was not a shred of the love of a new father in that look.

It was a gaze of greed and hunger.

Fairy Qingyun was all too familiar with that kind of gaze.

As a core disciple of a major sect, she had seen it too many times.

It was like the fanatical gaze of those alchemy grandmasters of the Qingxuan Sect, after waiting bitterly for forty-nine days, staring at the output of the alchemy furnace that was about to be opened, ready to produce a peerless immortal pill.

In his eyes, what was in her belly was likely not a living life possessing his bloodline at all.

Even a tiger does not eat its cubs.

But facing this capricious black dragon whose thoughts were completely unfathomable, she, Fairy Qingyun, really had to make a few extra preparations.

"Ah—!"

The intense pain instantly tore apart Fairy Qingyun's thoughts.

This pain surpassed any cultivation ordeal she had experienced in her hundred years of practicing the Dao.

Su Chen's birth was an unheard-of event in the entire Linghe Realm.

In the Linghe Realm, unions between humans and the demon race were not uncommon.

But this current situation...

One was a weak human cultivator's body; the other was a union with the bloodline of an ancient Demon Lord, the only True Dragon in the Linghe Realm to have passed the lightning tribulation.

It had never happened before.

These two completely different bloodlines, as different as clouds and mud, collided and merged within her womb.

The domineering, world-destroying power inherent in the True Dragon bloodline was ruthlessly tearing at her internal organs and destroying her meridians.