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The labor lasted for nearly two hours.

Deng Chanyu didn't utter a sound from beginning to end.

She held Lin Xuan's hand for two hours without letting go even once.

Lin Xuan's right hand had been squeezed so hard that he lost all feeling.

But he didn't say.

The healer stood by, not daring to utter a sound.

He has been practicing medicine for hundreds of years and has delivered babies for all kinds of women.

But this is the first time that a child born to a patriarchal witch has awakened the laws of archery.

His stress level was even higher than that of the pregnant woman.

at last.

With Deng Chanyu's final effort, a clear cry rang out from the commander's tent.

Everyone in the military camp heard it.

It wasn't just crying.

There was also a golden light.

At the very moment the crying rang out, a golden light shot out from the commander's tent.

That was an arrow.

A miniature arrow of light, formed from the pure laws of archery.

The arrow of light shot out from the top of the command tent.

A perfectly round hole was poked in the top of the tent.

The light arrow continued to fly upwards.

We passed through the clouds.

It pierced through the sky.

The golden light could be seen from hundreds of miles away.

The soldiers in the camp looked up at the golden light that pierced the sky and were all stunned.

"The General...the General has given birth?!"

"What is that light?! An arrow?!"

"My God, that's incredible! He was born and he can shoot through the sky?!"

Inside the commander's tent.

Lin Xuan looked down at the newborn baby in the spirit doctor's hands.

It's a girl.

Small, rosy-cheeked, with wet hair, but a surprisingly loud voice.

But she was clutching something in her right hand.

A miniature golden arrow of light.

It's exactly the same as the one that shot through the tent roof earlier.

The light arrow is only the length of a little finger, but it is exceptionally sharp.

The healer almost got his hand cut.

Lin Xuan reached out and took the child from him.

The light arrow touched his palm and automatically retracted its sharpness.

He's been recognized as a father.

Lin Xuan held his daughter up to his eyes and examined her closely.

Her facial features resemble Deng Chanyu's.

Especially those eyes—they had a stubborn streak from the moment they were born.

Just like her mother.

Lin Xuan smiled.

"Lin Ling".

Deng Chanyu lay in bed, weak but conscious.

"What?"

"Name. Lin Ling. Ling as in feathered arrow."

Upon hearing this, Deng Chanyu's lips curled up slightly.

"Lingjian... good. A soldier's child... should be named like that."

Her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Production had taken a toll on her physical strength.

But she was still smiling.

Lin Xuan placed his daughter in her arms.

Lin Ling nestled in Deng Chanyu's arms, still clutching the small light arrow in her hand.

Golden light flowed over the mother and daughter.

The system notification sounded in Lin Xuan's mind several times in a row.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on the birth of his twenty-fifth child (or daughter): Lin Ling."

"Mother: Deng Chanyu. Physique: Innate Arrow Spirit Body. Talent: Hundred-Pace Piercing Arrow (Instinct Level). Companion Divine Ability: Moon-Chasing Arrow Shadow."

System Rewards: Archery Law Fragment x1. Top-Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure - Moon Chasing Arrow Quiver x1.

"The fragments of the Archery Law have automatically fused together. The host's primordial spirit cultivation has slightly increased."

Lin Xuan sensed it.

The primordial spirit did indeed move slightly.

Although the progress is not much, every bit of improvement is invaluable at the late Quasi-Saint level.

The Moon Chasing Arrow Quiver appeared in his hand.

A small quiver, about the size of a palm, entirely silver-white, with crescent moon patterns engraved on it.

The quiver was empty, but Lin Xuan could sense the spatial laws within it—as long as spiritual power was poured in, the quiver could automatically generate a spiritual arrow condensed from the laws of archery.

Unlimited quantity.

The more spiritual energy is poured into it, the stronger the arrow becomes.

This thing, paired with Deng Chanyu's Falling Star Bow, or with Lin Ling's Innate Arrow Spirit Body—

Two words: No solution.

Lin Xuan carefully put away the quiver, intending to give it to his daughter as a full-month celebration gift later.

Outside the commander's tent, the personal guards knelt on the ground.

"Congratulations, General! Congratulations, Thirteen Ancestral Witches!"

The news spread throughout the entire military camp.

From the commander's tent to the rear camp, all the soldiers of the Shang Dynasty were cheering.

Deng Chanyu is their commander.

The head coach had a daughter who could shoot through the sky from birth.

What does this mean?

The military god representing the Shang Dynasty has a successor.

This means that those guys from Xiqi will no longer have the courage to even test the waters.

The drums and gongs in the military camp began to beat.

The cooks spontaneously slaughtered three sacred oxen, and the whole camp celebrated with an extra meal.

Lin Xuan sat in the command tent, looking at Deng Chanyu, who was already fast asleep in his arms, and Lin Ling, who was curled up in her arms.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from Deng Chanyu's forehead.

"You've worked hard."

Deng Chanyu was asleep and didn't hear it.

But her hand unconsciously gripped Lin Xuan's sleeve.

Just like Consort Mi.

Like every woman who sleeps next to him.

They all love to grab his clothes.

Lin Xuan smiled.

Fine.

Go ahead and arrest them.

Anyway, he has enough clothes.