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The western border of the Great Shang Dynasty, a border military camp.

The command tent was in complete chaos.

Deng Chanyu lay on her cot, her forehead covered in sweat.

Her hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, her knuckles turning white.

The baby in my belly is moving a lot—it's not just normal fetal movement.

The laws of archery exploded within her body.

A sharp burst of energy shot out from her abdomen, causing the tables and chairs in the command tent to rattle loudly.

The Falling Star Bow hanging on the tent wall resonated wildly.

The bowstring tightened on its own, emitting a series of increasingly sharp hums.

The patterns on the bow were glowing.

"General! General, hold on! The medic is on his way!"

The guards were pacing anxiously outside the tent.

Deng Chanyu gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Her face was covered in sweat, and her lips were bitten until they bled.

pain.

It hurts.

It hurts much more than fighting a war.

In war, a knife wound might only hurt for a moment, but this thing hurts from the inside out, wave after wave, without stopping.

But she didn't call out.

She is Deng Jiugong's daughter.

I grew up in a military camp.

The first words her father taught her were not "Father," but "Soldiers are not afraid to die."

Soldiers are not afraid of pain.

The military doctor rushed in.

She was the best healer in the Shang Dynasty, specially transferred from Chaoge to help her with her pregnancy.

The moment the healer took his pulse, his expression changed.

"The fetus's archery principles are awakening... This power is too strong... The general's body cannot withstand it..."

"Enough with the nonsense." Deng Chanyu spat out two words through gritted teeth. "Life."

The healer shuddered.

"General, I must remind you that normal production requires at least—"

I said, "I'll give birth."

Deng Chanyu's eyes glared at her, filled with a murderous aura honed on the battlefield.

The healer dared not say any more and quickly began to prepare.

The sky outside the command tent suddenly darkened.

A crack appeared in the void.

A man dressed in a black robe emerged from the crack.

"Get out of the way."

The moment the guards saw Lin Xuan, they were all as excited as if they had seen their own father—no, even more excited than if they had seen their own father.

"The thirteen ancestral witches have arrived! The thirteen ancestral witches have arrived!"

Lin Xuan lifted the tent flap and entered the commander's tent.

I spotted Deng Chanyu lying on the cot at a glance.

sweating a lot.

She bit her lip.

He didn't utter a sound.

His hands gripped the edge of the bed, his knuckles trembling.

But she just wouldn't call out.

Lin Xuan's heart clenched.

He took three steps to the bedside and grasped Deng Chanyu's hand firmly.

"I am coming."

The moment Deng Chanyu saw him, her tense expression finally relaxed.

Her lips twitched slightly.

Her eyes were red.

But she still didn't cry out in pain.

"You...how did you get here so quickly?"

"I tore through some space. I left in such a hurry, I didn't even change my shoes."

Deng Chanyu glanced down at his feet.

Wearing the same soft-soled cloth shoes worn in the main hall.

Not the kind you wear when going out.

She couldn't help but laugh.

Then a sharp pain interrupted his smile.

"hiss--"

She gripped Lin Xuan's fingers tightly.

The force was astonishing.

Deng Chanyu practiced archery from a young age, and her arm strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Lin Xuan felt as if her grip was about to crush his bones.

But he didn't say anything.

He placed his other hand on her forehead, continuously channeling the life force of the wood element into her body.

Relieves pain.

Stabilize the fetus.

"Soldiers...aren't afraid of pain," Deng Chanyu said again.

The sound was very soft.

But he's very stubborn.

Lin Xuan felt extremely distressed seeing her like this.

His eyes were red-rimmed.

But he didn't let her see it.

He lowered his head and buried his face in the back of her hand.

"I don't care if you're scared or not. You just need to stay put and don't exert any force. Leave it to me."

Deng Chanyu wanted to say something, but a sudden contraction made her unable to speak.

While channeling life force into her, Lin Xuan used his divine sense to examine the condition of the fetus.

The child is in the right position.

I was just too hasty.

The awakening of the laws of archery allowed this child to unleash his power even while still in the womb.

A miniature arrow of light formed in Deng Chanyu's abdomen.

The light arrow was very small, only the length of a finger.

But it's frighteningly sharp.

Deng Chanyu's uterine wall was almost torn apart by the arrow of light.

Lin Xuan quickly used the Five Elements Law to form a protective film inside her body.

The light arrow struck the protective membrane and bounced back.

It turned into a soft golden light in the fetus's palm.

"This child..." Lin Xuan's lips twitched.

They started shooting arrows even before the baby was born.

The daughter of a military family.

She's just like her mother.