Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

The Azure Bull Python lowered its head, looking at the weak little white rabbit in Xiao Wu's arms and her heart-wrenching cries. Its huge snake eyes were filled with endless sorrow and anger.

Titan Ape Erming slammed his fists into the ground, letting out a deafening roar, his violent aura filled with pain and savage killing intent.

It wanted to rush out and hunt down those humans, but dared not leave Xiao Wu, who was now heartbroken.

Seeing this scene before him, the Red King fell silent, his three heads clashing with shock.

His massive body lowered slightly, guarding the nine-colored deer warily to prevent any possible accidents.

……

Lake of Life.

The Crimson King stood by the lake, respectfully reporting everything to Emperor Tian, ​​who was floating above the lake.

He recounted in detail to Di Tian the Nine-Colored Deer's encounter with Xiao Wu, its insistence on going to rescue her, its encounter with powerful humans, A Rou's death, and the events involving the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape.

"Di Tian, ​​that's how it happened. The auspicious beast is unharmed, but we are saddened by the fate of the two transformed soul beasts," the Crimson King added at the end.

Di Tian remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Humans have always been this way."

Emperor Tian didn't care about Arou's death; he had always looked down on soul beasts that could take human form.

However, the fact that humans ventured deep into the core area to hunt 100,000-year-old soul beasts, and even nearly affected auspicious beasts, is undoubtedly a serious provocation against the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Red King. The auspicious beast is pure of heart; you must stay by its side at all times and protect it well. As for that little rabbit..."

Di Tian's gaze seemed to pierce through space, and he saw Xiao Wu nestled beside the Nine-Colored Deer by the lake, sleeping soundly with a little white rabbit in her arms.

"Since it was brought back by an auspicious beast, and it has a close relationship with those two 100,000-year-old soul beasts, let's leave it on the outer edge of the lake."

"Yes, sir." The Crimson King respectfully accepted the order.

Di Tian slowly sank into the depths of the Lake of Life once again, and the lake returned to calm.

……

Time flies, and soon it was time for Eva to give birth.

The outer hall of the Heavenly Beacon Palace and the Floating Emerald Palace.

Emperor Xueye paced anxiously back and forth outside the palace, while Qianrenxue stood calmly to the side.

Qian Renxue originally didn't want to come, but then she thought that the child in Eva's belly might be hers.

After much hesitation, she finally arrived outside the Floating Emerald Palace.

As Xueye rubbed his hands together, he would occasionally glance at the tightly closed bedroom doors, his murky eyes flashing with worry for Eva.

Qian Renxue stood quietly to the side, her posture respectful and her face calm as still water, but only she knew that her heart was pounding wildly.

The unborn baby was like a sharp sword hanging over her head, ready to sever everything she had at any moment.

The inner hall of Fucui Palace.

In stark contrast to the anxiety outside, the atmosphere deep within the sleeping quarters, in a space isolated by layers of magical barriers, was remarkably leisurely.

Eva leaned back on the soft velvet cushion, looking languid, showing no sign of the pain of a woman about to give birth.

A small magical water mirror floated in front of her, perfectly reflecting the anxious figures of Emperor Xueye pacing in the outer hall and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe trying to remain calm.

"Heh, what adorable fools." Eva scoffed lightly, elegantly picking up a crystal grape with her fingertips and putting it into her mouth.

Beside her, in a delicate little cradle, lay a beautifully sculpted baby girl.

She had jet-black, lustrous hair and snow-white, translucent skin. At this moment, she was looking at Eva with a pair of large, pure, obsidian-like eyes, filled with a wariness and complex emotions that did not belong to an infant.

This is Snow White, who came from the fairy tale world to the Douluo Continent.

“Little Snow White,” Eva reached out and gently poked Snow White’s rosy cheek, her tone carrying a false intimacy, “You must be a good girl and listen to your mother, okay? There are many days ahead of you.”

Snow White in the cradle turned her head slightly, trying to avoid Eva's touch. Her brows furrowed, expressing her silent resistance.

Snow White didn't want to talk to this wicked woman; in the fairy tale world, she was her wicked stepmother.

Now that she has arrived in the new world, she never imagined that she would still become Eva's mother.

Eva paid no attention to Snow White's reaction, as if she were watching a sulking little pet.

With a flick of her wrist, the magic mirror appeared out of thin air. A small crystal bottle containing a few drops of liquid shimmering with a pale golden, divine aura was taken out.

The liquid was pure and clear, emanating a heart-warming aura; it was a magical potion made from Qian Renxue's sacred blood.

Eva gently yet irresistibly lifted Snow White into her arms, and with her other hand, she uncorked the crystal bottle, instantly releasing an aura of divine majesty.

Chapter 37 The Successor of the Six-Winged Angel

"What is this?" Snow White asked Eva.

She could sense the immense power contained within the liquid, but her experiences in the fairy tale world made her extremely wary of Eva.

"Shh..."

Eva wore a perfect and kind smile, but her voice was as cold as frost, "Things that are good for you will give you greater power and a more noble status, my dear daughter."

"I don't want it! You drink it yourself!" Snow White resolutely refused.

After all, this phrase was all too familiar; Eva had said the same thing when she made her eat the poisoned apple, and she instinctively felt extreme danger and resistance.

“No, it won’t.” Eva’s smile deepened, tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Have you forgotten the rules between us? We cannot hurt each other; it is the power of the rules that binds us."

As Eva spoke, she brought the bottle opening close to Snow White's little mouth.

Snow White felt a wave of helplessness.

Rules, yes, there are indeed rules binding them that prevent her from directly harming Eva, and vice versa.

But she still didn't trust Eva. They couldn't hurt each other, but it didn't say they couldn't trip each other up!

This bottle was definitely not a good thing in Snow White's eyes.

She didn't believe her wicked stepmother would become a good person.

She used all her strength to turn her head away, tightly closing her lips, wanting to cry out loud and attract the attention of those outside.

But she forgot that she was now just a vulnerable baby.

No matter how strong her will was, she could not motivate this young body to put up an effective resistance.

Snow White's tiny limbs twitched in vain, and she could only watch helplessly as Eva forced a few drops of pale golden liquid, which exuded a sacred aura yet made her soul uneasy, into her mouth.

The liquid entered her throat and instantly transformed into a scalding warm current. It was not painful; instead, it brought a strange sense of comfort and a powerful life force that surged through her limbs and even penetrated her soul.

Snow White felt as if her body had been forcibly branded with some kind of mark, and a power of the same origin as that pale golden blood began to quietly grow and merge within her.

"That's a good boy."

Eva watched with satisfaction as a faint, pale golden halo appeared on the baby's body, before disappearing.

She knew that the potion was beginning to take effect, and the seed of divine bloodline had been planted, waiting only for it to awaken in the future.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Eva quickly put away the magic mirror and the crystal bottle.

She gracefully lay back on the bed, waved her hand to remove the magical barrier of the inner sanctuary, and activated the Reflection Magic at the same time.

Instantly, the entire bedroom scene was replaced by an illusion of Eva sweating profusely, looking pained, and struggling to give birth with the help of a midwife.

"what--!"

A lifelike scream of pain rang out from inside the bedroom, piercing through the tightly closed doors.

The outer hall of Fucui Palace.

The cry of pain startled Emperor Xueye, making him even more anxious.

Qian Renxue's heart leaped into her throat, and her nails dug deeply into her palms.

Time seemed to pass for a long time, and finally, accompanied by a loud baby's cry, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

A midwife rushed out carrying a swaddled baby, a joyful smile on her face.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations! Your Majesty! The Lady has given birth to a healthy little princess!"

"Princess?" The joy on Emperor Xueye's face faded slightly. He preferred the prince to the princess, since men were more likely to inherit the royal swan spirit.

However, the thought that this was the child born to him by his beloved wife Eva brightened his mood once again.

Xueye quickly stepped forward and looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes. The baby had snow-white skin, jet-black hair, and a wrinkled little face. It was indeed a baby girl.

Xueye smiled and said, "Good, good, it's good that mother and daughter are safe."

He took the baby, gave it a symbolic hug, and then handed it to the maid beside him, his attention immediately turning to the bedroom: "How is Eva?"

Qian Renxue's gaze immediately locked onto the tiny baby.

When she saw that striking head of jet-black baby hair, her tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she felt a surge of relief.

Black hair! Not blonde!

This further reduces the possibility that the child is hers, after all, her martial soul is the most top-tier divinely bestowed martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel, in the entire Douluo Continent, with an innate soul power of level 20.

Once she has a child, the child's martial soul will almost always awaken into a six-winged angel martial soul.

And their hair will be a brilliant gold, not black like ebony.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness it's not blonde."

Qian Renxue silently sighed in her heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

The shadow cast by that unexpected night in her heart was largely dispelled by this black hair.

She was almost certain that the child had nothing to do with her! Eva was lying to her!

That letter, that so-called flesh and blood, were all means by which Eva controlled her!

At this moment, Qian Renxue's gaze toward the sleeping quarters contained not only the usual vigilance and fear, but also a hint of icy anger.

If the child is fake, then all her previous struggles and panic have become evidence that Eva was playing a trick on her!

She noted down the expense.

Inside the sleeping quarters.

Lying in bed, Eva saw through image magic the disappointment of the snowy night outside the palace, Qian Renxue's relieved expression, and the cold anger that flashed in her eyes.

The corners of her rosy lips curved into a smile full of wicked pleasure and a desire for control.

Let me make you happy for now, my little angel.

Eva chuckled silently to herself, her gaze piercing through the wall to fall on Snow White with her jet-black hair, nestled in the maid's arms.

It's too early to relax now.

The magic potion within Snow White has begun to take effect; the blood of the angel has entered her body, and golden wings will eventually grow.

Eva closed her eyes, savoring the thrill of making her move in this grand game.

The real show has only just begun.

……

The Crown Prince's residence, late at night.

The flickering candlelight illuminated Qian Renxue's cold and slightly mocking face.

She held in her hand the letter from the Floating Emerald Palace that had just been delivered by her confidant.

Eva's handwriting remained languid and alluring, but the content only intensified her sneer.

"Your Highness, please review:"

I know Your Highness does not trust me, but blood ties are undeniable, and my heart is as clear as heaven and earth; this woman is indeed Your Highness's flesh and blood. If Your Highness still has doubts, you may find a Soul Master skilled in bloodline perception to verify it. My child and I await Your Highness's mercy.

Eva wept as she wrote.

"Oh."

With a flick of her finger, Qian Renxue sent the letter fluttering down onto the desk.

"Still not giving up? Still putting on an act?"

Looking at the seemingly heartfelt words "tearful letter" on the letter, she felt nothing but utter irony.

Eva believed she was Xue Qinghe, so she was very confident in the child's ownership.