13: Chapter 13 The Birth of a Prince, Sword Qi Stretching Three Thousand Miles!

Li Xuan revealed his sanctity in the imperial court and brought the Xuan Yue Saintess, Yue Chan, into the palace.

Nine months passed in the blink of an eye.

During these nine months, the Great Xia Divine Dynasty became iron-fisted and efficient under Li Zhan.

The power of the court, monopolized by Wei Yong for many years, was uprooted.

Corrupt officials and cruel officials who occupied positions without doing anything were executed one after another.

They were replaced by a group of energetic young officials.

The Great General of the North, General Zhang, holding the golden decree of the Retired Emperor that allowed execution before reporting, was drilling his troops at the border, and morale was high.

The once arrogant Black Wolf Dynasty had completely wilted ever since their envoy was blasted apart from afar outside the Golden Throne Hall.

Their three hundred thousand troops retreated three hundred li.

The new delegation even sent large amounts of gold, silver, jewelry, cattle, sheep, and warhorses.

Their wording was extremely humble, only saying that everything before was a misunderstanding and begging the Great Xia Divine Dynasty not to be angry.

The entire Great Xia was filled with fervor.

But none of this had anything to do with Li Xuan in the Dragon Imperial Hall.

He was only focused on one thing now.

The woman who was about to give birth to his first child.

Dragon Imperial Hall.

The atmosphere was unusually tense.

More than a dozen of the palace's most experienced midwives and imperial physicians were rushing in and out, extremely busy and covered in sweat.

Outside the bedchamber, the young emperor Li Zhan paced back and forth anxiously in the corridor.

His expression was filled with both worry and anticipation.

That was his elder, after all.

The significance was too great.

Inside the bedchamber.

Li Xuan dismissed everyone and kept watch by Consort Xiao Yu's bedside alone.

He held her hand tightly; it was ice-cold from the pain.

His face was very calm, but his eyes were full of excitement.

It was coming.

It was finally time.

He had waited too long for this day.

Consort Xiao Yu lay on the bed, her face drained of blood due to the excruciating pain.

Sweat soaked her long hair, making her look haggard and even more fragile.

"Xuan-lang... I... I'm afraid..."

She panted, her voice intermittent, her grip on Li Xuan's hand tightening involuntarily.

"Do not be afraid, I am here."

Li Xuan leaned over, pressing his forehead against hers.

A stream of pure magic power was gently transferred into her body to relieve her pain and replenish her rapidly fading strength.

His Divine Thought guarded her gently, enveloping Consort Xiao Yu and the little life in her womb.

Under his powerful Cave-Heaven Realm, Level 3 Divine Thought, he could "see" it.

The little one was accumulating strength in its mother's womb.

The life essence within its body was incomparably vigorous.

"Boom!"

Outside the palace, a muffled thunderclap exploded in the clear sky.

The wind stopped.

The clouds halted.

The birds stopped calling.

The air became stagnant.

The entire Imperial City fell into a dull, oppressive atmosphere.

Everyone involuntarily looked up at the sky, feeling awe and unease in their hearts.

Something extraordinary was about to happen.

"It is coming out!"

Li Xuan's expression turned serious.

The fetus in the womb had finally accumulated enough strength and began the final push.

"Waa—!"

A high-pitched cry; a new life was born.

The sound was clear and bright, piercing the palace walls and instantly spreading throughout the entire imperial palace.

And at the very moment this cry rang out—

Hum—!

A sword hum resounded, originating from nowhere.

Ancient.

Desolate.

Domineering.

It resounded through heaven and earth.

Immediately after, a sudden change occurred!

In the imperial palace, the sabers at the waists of the patrolling Imperial Guards, the standard longswords guarding the palace gates—regardless of quality, regardless of whether they were sharpened—all broke free from their masters' control at this moment.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A dense sound of metallic vibration rang out.

Tens of thousands of blades, receiving a supreme command, automatically ejected from their scabbards and from the soldiers' hands.

They hovered in mid-air.

The sword tips and saber tips all turned in the same direction.

They pointed from afar toward the palace deep within the imperial city.

Dragon Imperial Hall!

Thousands of weapons hung in the air, trembling slightly, their humming sounds converging into one.

It was as if they were... paying homage.

Offering loyalty to the monarch who had just been born.

Those unarmed Imperial Guards watched this scene, which was like a divine miracle, in astonishment, too terrified to do anything but kneel on the ground.

They kowtowed desperately toward the direction of Dragon Imperial Hall, shouting "The gods have manifested!"

And this was just the beginning.

Capital of Great Xia.

In a blacksmith shop, a sword blank that had just come out of the furnace and was still burning red suddenly bounced off the forging table and hovered in mid-air.

On the walls of the weapon shop, the hundreds of hanging longswords, like a school of startled fish, scrambled to break free from their restraints, circling and dancing in the cramped shop.

In the home of a Jianghu hero, that hundred-refined steel sword, which he treasured like his life and bought for a thousand gold, turned into a living viper at this moment, trembling violently and emitting a longing whistle.

Inside the city, outside the city.

All Martial Artists carrying sabers and swords encountered a "betrayal" from their partners at the same time.

Their swords would not listen to them.

They were trembling, humming, and struggling.

"My sword! What is going on! I can't suppress it!"

"My saber has gone crazy too!"

"They... they want to fly away! Fly toward the direction of the palace!"

Exclamations rose one after another throughout the capital.

Martial Artists with low cultivation could not hold onto their swords at all.

With a "clang," the longswords flew into the sky, turning into streams of light, rushing straight into the sky, joining the thousands of sword streams rushing toward the palace.

And those Innate experts with profound cultivation were also flushed red, using all their True Qi to barely suppress their restless beloved swords.

They could clearly sense it.

A supreme will that ruled over ten thousand swords had descended upon the world.

In the face of this will, their swords could only submit.

Above the imperial city, who knew when, tens of thousands of swords of all kinds had gathered.

They densely covered the sky, forming a black cloud made of steel.

"Heavens! What is that?"

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect? No, this is Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage!"

"It is a miracle! This is definitely a miracle!"

The commoners in the city had never seen such a formation, so they knelt down one after another, kowtowing toward the palace, thinking that a legendary Sword God had descended.

However, this was still not the end.

Just as the capital was shrouded in the wonder of ten thousand swords paying homage, a dazzling Sword Qi suddenly shot up into the sky from the roof of Dragon Imperial Hall.

That Sword Qi was domineering and sharp.

It was incomparably solid, piercing straight into the clouds, punching a huge hole through the cloud layer in the sky.

The Sword Qi did not dissipate.

Instead, it continued upward, passing through the Nine Heavens gale, until it broke through the constraints of this world and slashed toward the galaxy.

With the Capital of Great Xia as the center, within a radius of three thousand li.

Everyone could clearly see that vast sword light connecting heaven and earth.

In the face of this sword light, its radiance even overshadowed the sunlight.

Three thousand li of mountains and rivers were all illuminated snow-white by the Qi of this one sword.

Northern border of Great Xia.

The Great General of the North, General Zhang, was deducing strategies with a map in his tent.

Suddenly, the commander's sword at his waist let out a high-pitched whistle and drew itself half a foot out of its scabbard.

He was shocked and rushed out of the tent.

He happened to see that sharp sword light spanning three thousand li.

"This... this is..."

He looked toward the south where the sword light came from; that sharp intent made his heart tremble violently.

"It is the direction of the Imperial Capital! It is the Retired Emperor!"

"Heaven has eyes! My Great Xia... has a Sword God born!"

A certain unknown deep mountain.

A one-armed swordsman who had been in seclusion for three hundred years opened his eyes.

On the stone wall in front of him was stuck a rusty iron sword.

At this moment, this spiritual divine sword that had followed him his whole life and killed countless strong enemies was trembling violently, emitting a mournful cry, as if in submission.

"In this world, there is actually a Sword Intent that can make my 'partner' feel fear..."

He stood up, looking at the pillar of light that pierced the sky, still clearly visible across thousands of mountains and rivers.

His old eyes were full of fanaticism.

"It is the Supreme Sword Dao! My Dao... is not alone!"

Inside Dragon Imperial Hall.

Li Xuan looked blankly at the System panel in front of him, then looked at the baby next to him who had just been cleaned by the midwife and wrapped in bright yellow swaddling clothes.

His mind was a mess.

"This grand display... is it a bit too much?"

"I just wanted to quietly have a baby, and you gave me a 'Sword Qi Spans Three Thousand Li'?"

"You're afraid others don't know I'm cheating, right?"

"You're afraid those old monsters from the Holy Lands and Divine Dynasties don't have a reason to come and trouble me, right?"

"Can you not let me be a low-key dad?"

Just as Li Xuan was crazily complaining, the heaven and earth anomaly that terrified countless people quickly receded.

The thousands of swords hanging over the imperial city lost their summoning and fell from the sky like rain with a clatter.

That Sword Qi that pierced heaven and earth also dissipated, and the sky returned to clarity.

Everything just now felt like a hallucination.

But everyone who witnessed that miraculous scene knew.

From this point on, the pattern of the world had changed.

At this time, in Li Xuan's mind, the System's notification sound rang out with a kind of almost boastful excitement.

[Ding!!!] [Congratulations to the Host! Your first offspring has been successfully born!]

[Detected that the offspring is born with the Supreme Sword Body! The foundation is extraordinary and holy! Triggered heaven and earth anomaly — Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage!]

[Offspring potential assessment: Peerless Great Emperor material!]

[The novice dad's first battle is a victory, a great start! Now issuing a super-god critical hit reward to the Host!]

[Reward 1: Congratulations to the Host, you have obtained the first method of the Supreme Sword Dao — "Grass-Character Sword Manual"!]

[Reward 2: Cultivation infusion! The Host's cultivation is immediately raised to Level 1 of the "Array Formation Realm"!]

Boom—!

An energy flow ten times more powerful than the last Breakthrough to the Cave-Heaven Realm appeared out of thin air and poured into Li Xuan's body.

His Cave-Heaven Realm Level 3 cultivation, which had only just stabilized, collapsed instantly under the impact of this Divine Power.

His Cave-Heaven world, which was dozens of zhang in diameter, began to expand rapidly.

One hundred zhang! One thousand zhang! Ten thousand zhang! It did not stop until it expanded to the size of a Small World.

The walls of the Cave-Heaven became exceptionally strong, and the space became exceptionally stable.

Immediately after, a more profound change occurred.

On the four walls of that chaotic Cave-Heaven world, mysterious golden patterns began to emerge.

Those patterns were the first traces left by the Dao when heaven and earth were first opened, with the natural charm of the Dao.

This was the Array Pattern.

Transforming one's own Dao into a battle array, inscribed within the Cave-Heaven.

Once entering the Array Formation Realm, one's combat power had a qualitative leap from the Cave-Heaven Realm.

"So, this is the Array Formation Realm..."

Li Xuan felt the brand-new power in his body.

With a slight movement of his mind, the golden ocean of magic power in the Cave-Heaven world surged, and those newly inscribed Array Patterns shone brightly.

He had an impulse.

Now, he only needed a thought to project his Cave-Heaven world, turning it into a powerful killing array to suppress strong enemies.

At the same time, the Grass-Character Sword Manual also turned into countless pieces of information, deeply branded in his Divine Soul.

Just the first introductory move contained the Supreme Profound Truth of severing space and time.

This was simply not a sword technique that a Mortal could create.

After a long time, Li Xuan opened his eyes and exhaled slowly; the air actually carried a faint sword gleam.

His gaze fell on the little baby lying in the swaddling clothes, who was not crying or making a fuss, but just opening a pair of black, bright eyes and curiously examining him.

The massive anomaly just now, and his own huge transformation.

The source was actually this little one who hadn't even been weaned yet.

Supreme Sword Body.

Li Xuan reached out and gently touched his son's soft cheek.

"From today on, you shall be called... Li Changsheng."