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Inside the delivery room—a wave of heat was emanating from it.

It's unusually hot.

It's the kind of heat where you can feel your eyebrows being scorched just by standing at the door of the delivery room.

Lin Xuan strode to the outside of the delivery room. The door wasn't even open yet. The paint on the door was already bubbling. The wood of the door frame was smoking.

He pushed the door open.

The scenes inside—

Hu Ximei lay on the bed, drenched in sweat. Her face was flushed red, and her lips were bleeding from being bitten.

Her lower abdomen was swollen and protruding. The thing inside her belly—

It's burning.

This isn't a metaphor. It's really burning.

The mutated fire elemental energy of the nine-headed pheasant spirit spiraled completely out of control due to the fetus's restlessness. The fire spread from her lower abdomen outwards. Half the bedsheet was burned. The pillow was gone. The blanket had turned to ash.

On the walls of the delivery room—

Fire patterns were everywhere.

The floor tiles were glowing red from the heat. Some of them had already started to soften.

Yunxiao and the Holy Mother of Wudang stood in the corner of the delivery room. The two were doing their best to maintain a water barrier, trying to suppress their anger.

But the results were very poor.

The fire spirit energy within Hu Ximei's body—it wasn't ordinary fire. It was a mutated fire spirit unique to the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, carrying an extremely violent and evil power.

Ordinary water spells are no different from pouring oil on this kind of fire.

"Thirteenth Brother!" The Holy Mother Wudang exclaimed anxiously as Lin Xuan entered. "Sister Ximei's temper is out of control! The water element can't contain it!"

"Her meridians are erratically functioning!" Yunxiao exclaimed. "The fetus's fire elemental energy is repelling the mother's! If this isn't addressed—the mother won't be able to withstand it!"

After entering, Lin Xuan glanced around the room.

two seconds.

He made a judgment.

Using water pressure—it won't work. The more you press, the more it will explode.

You need to use fire to start a fire.

Use a higher level of fire—to forcibly suppress the raging fire in the delivery room.

Chaotic Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

A fist-sized, black and red lotus flower emerged from his palm.

The flames on the lotus—silent. Without temperature. But all the fire elemental energy that touches it—

They all behaved themselves.

The Chaotic Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire holds an extremely high position within the fire elemental laws.

It's like the arrival of an emperor.

All fires must kneel.

Lin Xuan, holding the lotus flower, walked to the bedside. He pushed his palm forward.

A black and red flame light curtain spread out from his palm, covering the entire delivery room.

All the fury was suppressed.

It's not extinguished. It's—behaved.

The anger, which had been raging, now flowed quietly.

The temperature dropped sharply.

The smoke in the delivery room has stopped.

Hu Ximei's breathing became a little steadyer. But she was still in pain. Her teeth were grinding together.

"happy Mei".

Lin Xuan sat down on the edge of the bed and took her hand.

Her hands were as hot as iron.

Lin Xuan didn't loosen his grip. His palm was covered with the warm, life-giving energy of the wood element. No matter how high the temperature, it couldn't harm him.

"Follow my guidance of the Heaven-Burning Purple Flame. Compress the fire energy into your dantian. Don't let it dissipate outwards. Draw it inwards."

Hu Ximei heard his voice.

She opened her eyes a crack.

I saw him.

—They've arrived.

—He's here.

She felt a sense of relief.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. But his hand gripped his fingers tightly.

Lin Xuan took out an extremely thin wisp of Burning Heaven Purple Flame from his pocket with his other hand.

The purple flame landed above her lower abdomen.

The purple fire—it doesn't burn inwards. It guides.

Like a team leader.

He gathered the mutated fire elemental energy surging wildly within Hu Ximei's body, one by one, and returned it to its proper place. He compressed it.

pain.

"hiss--"

Hu Ximei's fingernails dug into the back of Lin Xuan's hand.

"Just bear with it. This is the last one."

The last wisp of dissipated fire elemental energy was contained by the purple flames and forced back into the dantian.

Then--

"Wow--!"

A loud cry.

Top of the delivery room —

In those cracks that just appeared from the fire—

All the flames instantly contracted.

It transformed into a nine-colored rosy glow.

Sunlight streamed from the ceiling of the delivery room, piercing through the roof and soaring into the sky above the Pangu Temple.

The sky above the entire Pangu Temple was dyed with nine colors.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet—plus two more unnamed flowing lights.

All the ancestral witches present raised their heads.

"Another one?" Dijiang put down his teacup.

"This time it's fire-based." Zhu Rong rubbed his hands together, his eyes lighting up.

"Fifth Brother—aren't you afraid of getting drenched again?" Gonggong added quietly from the side.

Zhu Rong's expression froze for a moment.

-

In the delivery room.

Lin Xuan lowered his head.

The baby girl was taken into the arms of the Holy Mother Wudang.

On her forehead—there was a mark of nine-colored flames. Like a tattoo. But it moved. It flickered with her breath.

She didn't cry.

After that one sound—she stopped crying.

She opened her round eyes and saw Lin Xuan.

Then—she reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt.

Holding on tightly.

The little hands were warm.

She chuckled.

Lin Xuan was amused by her.

He reached out and took the little girl from the hands of the Holy Mother of Wudang, cradling her in his palm.

"Lin Shu".

He thought about it.

"Yes. Her name is Lin Shu."

The system beeped.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. Hu Ximei has successfully given birth to a daughter—Lin Shu."

"The Innate Nine-Headed Blessed Fire Saint Body. Born with the ability to control the mutated Great Dao of the Nine-Headed Fire Spirit. The nine-colored fire mark on the forehead is an innate Dao pattern."

"Birth reward distribution—"

"Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure [Nine-Colored Fire-Avoiding Shield]: The wearer is immune to all fire-type damage. The shield automatically deploys upon triggering combat. The user's combat power is tripled in fire-attribute environments."

"Fragment of the Law of Fortune and Prosperity x1"

Fuyun Avenue?

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Good fortune. Fire.

This little girl—she brings anger wherever she goes, and good fortune wherever she goes.

interesting.

Bed.

Hu Ximei saw Lin Xuan holding her daughter.

Tears streamed down her face.

It doesn't hurt.

I am happy.

"My lord... I haven't seen what she looks like yet..."

Lin Xuan carried Lin Shu to her.

The little girl reached out again—this time she grabbed Hu Ximei's fingers.

"Just like you," Lin Xuan said. "Fiery."

Hu Ximei chuckled.

Then—he held his daughter's hand tightly.

Outside.

Houtu's voice came in.

He has an extremely loud voice.

"Has it been born?! Boy or girl?!"

"A woman!"

"Great! Another little princess! I've prepared a gift for you—"

It's Houtu again.

The work of the head of the fertility office—never stops.