Chapter 92

Chapter 92

In this era, Body Cultivation had become an extremely niche path. Even rarer than [Pill] Alchemists, Formation Masters or Talisman Masters. In the Northern Spiritual Realm, Body Cultivators were basically unseen. However, while rare, Body Cultivators were tremendously powerful.

Not only offensively formidable, their flesh alone could withstand equal-realm attacks. Showing its might.

Yang Chen’s current raw power had reached the 7th stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Every cell brimming with immense force.

His blood flowed like raging rivers.

Each heartbeat thunderous like brass bells.

These sounds were all concealed by himself though.

“Huff!”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen exited the room.

Deactivating the world-isolating formation.

The courtyard immediately appearing before him.

In the courtyard, a peerless beauty in palace robes, hair bunned up, tending to flowers and plants with a slender, fair arm exposed.

Seeing Yang Chen emerge, she turned, revealing a gorgeous, charming smile.

“Brother Chen!”

“You’ve concluded your seclusion!”

Leng Yuyan’s voice brimmed with affection and delight.

She quickly stepped into Yang Chen’s embrace.

The softness enveloping him, bringing gratification.

“Yuyan, you broke through to the Second stage of the Nascent Soul realm!”

Yang Chen sensed her true qi fluctuations were much stronger than before.

“En!” Nuzzling on Yang Chen’s chest, Leng Yuyan softly said: “I emerged four months ago! But then you secluded yourself again! To wait for you, I stayed here these four months! Brother Chen, it’s been over half a year since we last met!”

A hint of grievance laced her words.

Yang Chen patted her head consolingly. His seclusion this time lasted half a year. Plus Leng Yuyan’s prior seclusion period. They indeed hadn’t seen each other for over half a year.

While short for Nascent Soul cultivators’ millennium lifespan, for inseparable Dao companions, it was abnormal.

Savoring the suppleness in his embrace, and her aggrieved tone, Yang Chen felt a stir of desire. His hands caressed her back gently. Appreciating each curve and contour.

Leng Yuyan’s cheeks flushed slightly.

“Brother Chen, you bully! Just out of seclusion and already like this!”

Though chiding, her arms tightened around Yang Chen.

Then the two entered the room, embracing each other …

Two hours later, the courtyard’s birdsongs finally faded away …

The next day, Yang Chen and Leng Yuyan watered the plants together in the courtyard.

Leng Yuyan’s personality favored tranquility and grace. Thus, she adored flowers and plants. Under her nurturing, the courtyard’s flora exuded vibrance. Yet even amidst gorgeous blossoms, her beauty outshone flowers.

Standing amidst the blooms, Leng Yuyan was a peerless immortal gracing the mortal realms. Each expression enough to shame moon and flowers, driving men mad.

Gazing at her, Yang Chen felt aroused again.

But then, a tall figure entered the courtyard.

“Senior Sister Yuyan?” Xu Qingxuan called out excitedly:

“Holy Son, you’ve emerged from seclusion!”

Yang Chen turned to the elated Xu Qingxuan, smiling: “Long time no see, Junior Sister Qingxuan!”

Half a year had refined her aura to lofty, regal elegance.

Yet seeing Yang Chen, Xu Qingxuan reverted to a fangirl’s smile.

“Brother Chen, these months Junior Sister Qingxuan visited daily to check if you emerged! Fortunately she came each day, or I’d be bored alone!”

Leng Yuyan remarked.

Xu Qingxuan’s face reddened slightly.

“Not really! I mainly came to accompany Senior Sister Yuyan!”

Xu Qingxuan glanced at Leng Yuyan, then gasped: “Ah!”

“What’s wrong, Qingxuan?”

“Senior Sister, you’ve become far more beautiful? Did you use some beautifying pills?”

Xu Qingxuan stared at Leng Yuyan’s luminous, porcelain complexion.

Leng Yuyan froze, then flushed deeply.

Unable to stop her reprimanding glance at Yang Chen.

She didn’t use any beauty pellet.

It was just Brother Chen’s, well …

Aish. Embarrassing.

A moment later, in the room, Xu Qingxuan assumed a maidservant’s role.

Diligently pouring Yang Chen tea, her jade hands frequently brushing him.

Though seeming unintentional, Yang Chen had cultivated the Dragon-Phoenix Dual Cultivation too. He knew she was blatantly absorbing his true qi.

At this moment, Xu Qingxuan said in a secretive tone, “Holy Son, there’s something I want to tell you in private.”

“What is it?” Yang Chen glanced at Leng Yuyan, who had turned towards them, so he said, “You can just say it directly.”

“Alright then,” Xu Qingxuan hesitated before continuing, “The Queen Dowager, Li Hao’s mother, she is pregnant!”

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Xu Qingxuan’s words almost made Yang Chen spit out his tea.

“What? Pregnant?”

Yang Chen was stunned.

It was just that one night.

She got pregnant just like that?

It seems this Queen Mother really has a fertile body!

But still. His own Queen Mother is pregnant.

Hao’er must be very happy now.

After all, he’s about to have a younger brother or sister.

Yang Chen’s expression gradually became strange.

On the side, Leng Yuyan didn’t understand: “Brother Chen, are you very familiar with that Queen? Why such a big reaction?”

“This …” Yang Chen suddenly came back to his senses, his face awkward.

Then, he glared at Xu Qingxuan.

Xu Qingxuan looked very helpless.

As if to say:

I asked to speak with you privately, yet told me to say it directly.

Leng Yuyan had a quiet and elegant personality. In these four months, except for occasionally going into closed-door cultivation for a few days, she spent almost all her time in the courtyard.

She hadn’t even returned to the Qingxuan Sect.

Xu Qingxuan also hadn’t intentionally told her about Yang Chen’s relationship with the Queen.

So, Leng Yuyan didn’t know.

“Yuyan, let Qingxuan explain it to you! I still have something to do, I’ll go out for a bit!” Yang Chen said, and then hurriedly left the room.

The palace.

In Zhao Shirou’s bedchamber.

At this time, Zhao Shirou’s belly had already grown. Her phoenix robe was no longer tight, but rather loose and flowing on her body.

Her jade hands caressed her belly, her charming face full of tenderness, filled with the radiance of motherhood. Although she had raised Li Hao for decades and had decades of parenting experience, nevertheless, Li Hao was not her own child after all.

Now, there was her own child in her womb. She was going to become a real mother. This was a completely different feeling.

“Child, I really want you to be born soon! Your mother is already impatient to see you!” Zhao Shirou caressed her belly, murmuring to herself.

Her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Zhao Shirou turned around hurriedly.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a glimmer of excitement and surprise.

But soon, that excitement was hidden.

Replaced by a cold snort.

“Hmph, what are you here for?”

Zhao Shirou looked at Yang Chen coldly.

“Ruo’er, what’s wrong with you?” Yang Chen was a little surprised.

This woman was still fine before.

Now that they’ve met, why is she acting so cold and indifferent?

“Don’t call me Ruo’er! You haven’t come for half a year, what are you here for now? Get out quickly! The child and I don’t need you!”

After Zhao Shirou finished speaking, she turned away directly.

Hearing this, Yang Chen immediately understood. The corners of his mouth curved into a slight smile.

It seems this woman was upset that he hadn’t come to see her for half a year.

Tsk tsk.

This was normal, after all.

Yang Chen knew that especially at this time, he couldn’t leave. If he really left, then it would be completely over. So, he walked behind Zhao Shirou and placed his hands on her tender jade shoulders.

“Don’t touch me!”

Zhao Shirou snorted coldly.

She shook her shoulders, trying to break free from Yang Chen’s hands.

But without using true qi, how could she break free?

“Alright!”

Yang Chen said softly in her ear: “Is it because I haven’t come to see you for half a year?”

“Hmph, what do you think!” Zhao Shirou snorted again.