Many children, many blessings; the twelve ancestral witches forced marriages throughout the primordi

Inside the tent curtain.

The candlelight was reduced to a small, dim yellow glow.

Ao Cunxin's first reaction was to assess the situation.

Her body was too used to fighting.

The moment Lin Xuan's hand touched her shoulder, her muscles tensed automatically. The battle aura of the dragon race surged from the depths of her bloodline.

It wasn't that she wanted to rebel.

It's instinct.

It was exactly the same reaction she had when she sensed danger on the battlefield.

Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry.

His palm pressed down on her shoulder.

His physical strength at the peak of Quasi-Saint level was such that even Chaos Beasts couldn't subdue him.

The dragon clan's battle aura, even at the late stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, was no match for this power—

scattered.

It's like a thin layer of ice hitting boiling water.

Ao Cunxin's body went limp.

She froze for a moment.

She was never directly suppressed on the battlefield.

Today—for the first time.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not a monster."

"...I know you're not. But my body won't listen to me."

"Then make it obey."

The Yin Origin Liquid seeped from Lin Xuan's palm.

Cool. Moist.

The liquid seeped from his palm down Ao Cunxin's shoulder and into her meridians.

Ao Cunxin's breathing changed.

She had been fighting for many years. Her meridians were full of old wounds, as hard and blocked as tree roots.

Wherever the Yin Essence Liquid goes, it dissolves wherever it gets blocked.

"hiss--"

She bit her lip.

"pain?"

"A little."

"Just bear with it. It'll be fine once it's connected."

The water elemental laws, combined with the Yin essence liquid, flowed down from her shoulder.

It passed over the collarbone. It passed over the back. It passed over the waist.

As you walk through each place, the stiffness there disappears.

What replaced the stiffness was a feeling she had never experienced before.

Loose. Warm. Soft.

Her whole body felt like it was soaking in a hot spring.

Decades of war wounds, blockages, and old ailments—

It was peeled away layer by layer.

Pain lies ahead.

What follows is—

She couldn't describe what that feeling was called.

But her fingers unconsciously gripped Lin Xuan's arm.

They held on very tightly.

"relax."

"I'm relaxing—"

"Your fingernails are digging into my flesh."

Ao Cunxin quickly let go.

"sorry--"

"It's alright. You're weaker than a sea dragon."

"...Could you please stop comparing me to a sea dragon?"

Lin Xuan chuckled.

His hands didn't stop moving.

The Yin Essence Liquid has completed its journey through the last meridian.

Ao Cunxin's entire body was now completely transparent.

From the inside out.

She felt like she had a new body.

It was no longer the body that had fought for decades, covered in calluses and old wounds.

But -

A woman's body.

She never considered herself a woman.

From childhood to adulthood, she was the eldest princess, a general, and a wall standing in front of everyone.

Nobody saw her as a woman.

But tonight—

she is.

Lin Xuan lowered his head.

Her eyes met his.

The candlelight flickered in his eyes.

"The Princess of the Western Sea".

"Um?"

"You don't need to lead the charge anymore."

Ao Cunxin's ears felt like they were smoking.

She turned her face away.

"...Can't you just talk seriously?"

"I'm very serious."

The red candle burned quietly on the table.

The laurel leaves outside the tent rustled twice.

Then I couldn't hear any other sounds.

-

early morning.

The first ray of silvery moonlight peeked in through the gaps in the curtains.

Ao Cunxin nestled in Lin Xuan's arms.

The red wedding dress had long since been thrown away somewhere.

Her face was pressed against his chest.

Her face still had a lingering blush.

Her hand gripped the front of his shirt.

Just like Jin Ning.

She held on very tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

Lin Xuan didn't move.

He looked down at the person in his arms.

Princess of the Western Sea.

A female war goddess in the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Now she nestled in his arms, like a sleeping cat.

How fierce they were when they fought. How well-behaved they are now.

The system beeped.

"Ding! Guaranteed win card activated."

"Ding! The host has successfully fused with Ao Cunxin (score 93). Ao Cunxin is pregnant."

"Ding! The origin of the War Dragon has been detected in Ao Cunxin's body. The fetus will inherit the dual blessings of the Dragon Clan's War Body bloodline and the Pangu bloodline."

"Ding! Birth reward preview: Top-grade innate spiritual treasure [Dragon Abyss Sword] (Function: The swordsman's combat power is increased fivefold in water areas, and can summon dragon-shaped sword energy to sweep away thousands of troops)."

"Ding! Great Perfection of the Law of Water Empowerment - The host's control over the Law of Water has reached its limit."

The Great Perfection of the Law of Water.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

The Five Elements Laws have been fully perfected.

In addition, there are the Law of Drought, the Blazing Purple Flame, the Law of Thunder, the Law of Music, the Law of Space...

His current reserves of laws—

It's no exaggeration to say that he's not much different from a saint.

The only difference is in the level of understanding.

Peak Quasi-Saint.

He is only one step away from becoming a saint.

But this step—cannot be rushed.

He hugged Ao Cunxin tighter.

Ao Cunxin mumbled something in her sleep.

"Don't go... sleep a little longer..."

"I'm not leaving."

He closed his eyes.

-

I slept until the sun was high in the sky.

Houtu's voice came from outside the door.

"Thirteenth Brother! Are you up yet? There's movement from Consort Wang's side!"

Lin Xuan's eyes snapped open.

Ao Cunxin, who was in his arms, also woke up.

"What's wrong?"

"She's about to give birth again."

"Who?"

"Consort Wang".

Ao Cunxin was taken aback.

"Does your house often look like this?"

Lin Xuan had already started getting dressed.

You'll get used to it.

Ao Cunxin watched as he neatly tied up his hair, straightened his collar, and left in three seconds.

The whole process was so skillful that it felt like he wasn't delivering a baby, but going to work.

On the table.

I was stunned for a long time.

"...These days are really lively."