The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 308 Pregnancy

"Do you remember when you first came to Mount Hua, the peaches I fed you were from a plant I grew from the pit of a flat peach? I have already eaten the flat peaches."

"Since I still have plenty of lifespan, I'll take one of these peaches. You can keep the rest. You're always alone out there, and you might need them sometime. This will be a lifesaver in an emergency." Yang Chan took a small peach from the very top.

Ding Lin remained silent, his eyelids slightly lowered, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

"Really, why would I tell you all this for no reason?" Yang Chan smiled.

You can tell me anything.

Ding Lindao suddenly remembered that Tianpeng had once said that the Moon Goddess Chang'e only comprehended the law after consuming another golden pill. His eyes flashed. If Chang'e could do it, then Yang Chan could certainly do it too.

“Actually, my second brother treats me very well. He once obtained a Nine-Turn Golden Pill for my Tushita Palace. It was specially refined by Laozi to contain the laws. Although it is only the lowest level of law, as long as you take it, you can become a Golden Immortal,” Yang Chan said.

Ding Lin listened quietly. Yang Chan was still in the Immortal Realm, so she obviously hadn't eaten the golden pill. Thinking about the complicated relationship between her and Yang Jian, they cared for each other but were also at odds with each other.

"Later, I fed that golden pill to the Celestial Hound," Yang Chan said.

“Since you say so, I’ll put these peaches away for now,” Ding Lin said, putting away the remaining peaches without pressuring Yang Chan any further, as he already had a new idea in mind. “As for that golden pill, let’s just feed it to the dog.”

“In the future, I dare not say I can find you a better one, but even if I risk my life, I will at least find you a decent one. But there is one condition,” Ding Lin looked at Yang Chan seriously, “when that time comes, you cannot refuse to accept it like you would refuse a peach. I want to watch you eat it.”

Yang Chan felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this.

She wasn't uncared for; Yang Jian's doting affection for tens of thousands of years meant she wasn't lacking in love. However, that almost suffocating control made her incredibly uncomfortable. Coupled with the deaths of her parents and elder brother, the knot in her heart could never be untied. In fact, she lived a restrained and painful life every day. She didn't regret refusing that golden elixir. She didn't have the courage to die directly, but she could choose not to continue living after her lifespan was about to end.

She must care about Yang Jian, who is now her only remaining family member, but she still feels an unresolved sense of guilt.

swing.

When Yang Jian handed her the two peaches, she originally didn't intend to eat them, but when she met Yang Jian's pleading eyes, she couldn't bear to leave her only relative alone and helpless, so she chose to eat the peaches. As long as she was alive, although it was awkward, there was still something for both of them to hold onto.

It's just like this, a tangled mess that's impossible to unravel.

"Whatever choice you make, I will support you," Ding Lin added.

Ding Lin's concern and Yang Jian's care are two completely different experiences.

A strange feeling arose in my heart.

“You don’t have to do this,” Yang Chan said.

“You deserve it!” Ding Lin said, his eyes gradually burning with passion.

“You…” Yang Chan didn’t know what to say.

Ding Lin placed his right hand on his chest, and the next moment his brows furrowed slightly as he plucked off a fiery red scale the size of a bowl. He then handed the scale to Yang Chan.

"I am about to embark on a long journey, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will not be returning for more than a decade. Keep this scale. If anything goes wrong, crush it, and even if I am thousands of miles away, I will know immediately and rush to your side."

Ding Lin was not exaggerating; he imbued the scales with a trace of the laws of space.

He had said everything he needed to say, so there was no need to be sentimental or act like a nagging daughter anymore. This was the first time he had met Yang Chan in human form, and the result of their interaction was already quite good. There was plenty of time ahead.

"Go back, Yang Jian is still waiting for you," Ding Lin said.

"Then... I'll be going." Yang Chan stared at Ding Lin for a few moments, took the scales he offered, and without saying anything more, suddenly turned around, rode the white clouds, and hurriedly left.

Ding Lin's behavior today was strange in every way. Yang Chan instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she did not feel disgusted.

A wave of unease washed over me.

……

Ding Lin rose into the clouds and watched Yang Chan leave. Only after he sensed her aura entering the Huashan territory and becoming completely safe did he withdraw his gaze, turn around, and transform back into a cloud. After pondering for a moment, the cloud drifted westward.

……

Xiniu Hezhou.

Downstream from the Jishui River lies a small lake, several miles in circumference, isolated and isolated. This lake is too small for spirits to emerge from, and the Jishui River God had long forgotten about it. Until one day, when a pearl was stolen from the palace, he sent his men to search the surrounding fields and noticed this small lake again. He reinstated it to the Jishui River's territory and assigned a minor demon to guard it. However, this action nearly led to the destruction of the Water Palace.

On that day, the man in blue came to his door. His immense pressure forced the Nascent Soul Realm Water Lord to prostrate himself, leaving him with no dignity whatsoever. From that day on, he dared not covet the small lake in the slightest. He even cut off his own life, separating the lake from his authority as a water god.

On the shore, the turtle demon lazily basked in the sun. The strange encounter that day still made him feel dizzy, like a dream. He had lived an ordinary life for seven hundred years, with no background, no cultivation techniques, no supernatural powers, and no magical treasures. Yet, he was chosen by his master and not only ate spiritual food that he never dared to dream of, but was also given a cultivation technique. In just a short time, he was about to cultivate to the primordial spirit stage.

The primordial spirit—that was a realm I never dared to even dream of before.

Now, it's so easy for them to achieve this; if they went outside, they would be a powerful demon.

He was unwilling to leave, preferring to stay and guard this Carp Lake, serving his master. As the saying goes, even a seventh-rank official has to treat a prime minister with respect. Moreover, his master was a legitimate dragon. The turtle demon had already begun to dream of becoming a turtle prime minister.

Suddenly, a white cloud drifted in from the horizon, and a human figure landed on it.

The turtle demon glanced at it casually. Ever since the mistress subdued the Water-Drawing Lord the day before yesterday and revealed a trace of her aura, demon kings had been coming to pay their respects incessantly. He had gone from being nervous and trembling at the beginning to being used to it now.

Ding Lin's figure came into view.

"Master...master!"

The turtle demon's small eyes snapped open. He immediately tried to get up, but while lying on his back, the turtle shell held his limbs in mid-air. His magic was in disarray, and his short arms and legs kicked wildly but he couldn't get up. He curled up and exerted force forward, causing the turtle shell to flip over. He fell face-first into the dust and dirt before scrambling to his feet.

Ding Lin didn't even look at him and went straight into the water. Before entering the water, he looked at himself from side to side. He had clearly changed his clothes, and there hadn't been any physical contact when he met Yang Chan before, but for some reason, he still felt a little guilty.

His clothes were neat and tidy, without any impropriety.

Ding Lin was finally relieved.

underwater.

Compared to when the two fish depended on each other for survival, everything has been completely transformed. The lake is still only two or three miles in circumference, but it becomes wider and wider as you go down, extending outwards for hundreds of miles. The small lake has become a small pool. As for how the pool was formed, in this world, as long as your magic power is strong enough, you can achieve anything.

A new water palace was built in the southeast direction underwater, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles. With Ding Lin's current perspective, it could not be considered magnificent, but it was barely habitable and could be regarded as a separate residence.

Dozens of new auras have appeared in the Water Palace.

Upon seeing Ding Lin's sudden appearance, the two demon core servants guarding the gate showed wary expressions.

"Owner!"

The turtle demon finally caught up, panting heavily, and fell a few feet behind Ding Lin. Upon hearing the turtle demon's address, the gatekeeper demons quickly sheathed their weapons and bowed to Ding Lin.

"Where's Madame?"

Ding Lin did not enter the manor. He glanced at the tortoise demon and asked,

"Reporting to Master, Madam went to Bibo Pool three days ago, saying that if you return in the next few days, you can go to the pool to find her," the turtle demon said.

Bibo Pool?
How did you get there?

Ding Lin frowned. Where was his less-than-pleasant past? Where were the things he had done to Princess Wansheng in the West Sea Dragon Palace? And Qingyi...

"What do you know?" Ding Lin looked at the turtle demon, the latter trembling under the fleeting dragon's might.

"Master, I know nothing. Before she left, Madam only told you this: when you return, go to the Jade Wave Pool," the turtle demon said cautiously.

Ding Lin stood there, his expression shifting, and after a long pause, he leaped and disappeared into the water.

The turtle demon felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He gasped for breath and it took Ding Lin a good quarter of an hour before he dared to straighten up again.

……

Bibo Pool is not far downstream from Jishui.

When Ding Lin first came out of Mount Hua, it took him several months to travel through many twists and turns, but now he can reach it in an instant.

The clouds and mist fell.

Ding Lin stood by the Bibo Pool.

With its vast expanse of rippling blue water, it is truly a beautiful place.

Ding Lin did not reveal his aura. He had a bad feeling, so he sensed something was wrong. He first sensed that there were thousands of mottled and mixed energies at the bottom of the pool, but there were very few above the primordial spirit level. This place that had trapped him for so long now seemed to be nothing special.

Besides these, there were four other auras above the Immortal Realm. One was frail and old, which Ding Lin remembered as the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints. Another was quite powerful, which Ding Lin also recognized as the Nine-Headed Insect. And yet another was extremely weak, almost unable to maintain the realm of an Immortal. Moreover, there seemed to be another small life moving within her belly, which was Princess Ten Thousand Saints.

She's pregnant? No wonder the Nine-Headed Insect is in this Azure Pool.

For some reason, Ding Lin breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The last dish, naturally, is the one in green.

Ding Lin pondered for a moment. With the Nine-Headed Insect in the Jade Wave Pool and Princess Wansheng pregnant again, it seemed that they had returned to the right track of the Journey to the West.

But what is Qingyi doing here? Ding Lin recalled that in the West Sea Dragon Palace, Qingyi seemed to be with the Nine-Headed Insect. Could she have come for the Nine-Headed Insect? Did they have a past relationship?

It's not for...

Just fine.

Ding Lin was still a little guilty, but then he thought that what he did in the West Sea Dragon Palace was also out of necessity, and Qingyi should be able to understand... Maybe. Ding Lin thought about it several more times, and finally leaped up with a calm and open expression and went to the Dragon Palace.

With this thought, Ding Lin suddenly understood. After pondering it several more times, he thought he had figured everything out, so he jumped in and dived into the water.

……

In the Azure Wave Pool, the auras of the four demons—the Green Robe, the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints, the Princess of Ten Thousand Saints, and the Nine-Headed Insect—gathered together.

Ding Lin didn't want to draw attention to himself, so he followed his senses and crept over. He was about to go in through the palace gate, but then hesitated and landed behind a piece of coral.

Everything should be sorted out by now.

But for some reason, I still felt uneasy.

Behind the coral, Ding Lin released his senses. Although there was a barrier to conceal it, the barrier was not strong enough, and he could still hear the sounds coming from inside the house.

"Great Sage, how is it?" came the first voice, an aged one, from the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints.

“She was born with congenital deficiencies, and this child was conceived while she was under the influence of a secret technique and couldn’t control herself. Now there are signs of miscarriage.” Another voice came from Qingyi.

“Since the child is unhealthy, let her abort,” said the Nine-Headed Insect.

"No!" The other three voices objected in unison.

Ding Lin sensed that when Qingyi said this, her brows were furrowed, and she was extremely unhappy, as if she had swallowed a fly but had to force herself not to spit it out.

The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints looked worried and anxious.

Princess Wansheng may be deeply devoted to her child, but why does her face show more fear than anything else?

"Senior sister, I'm telling the truth. Anyway... isn't it better if the child is gone?" Nine-Headed Insect said, still unwilling to give up.

Ding Lin cursed Nine-Headed Insect under his breath. What a piece of trash! He had witnessed Nine-Headed Insect's despicable methods all along, and now that he had a child, he was saying such things, which filled Ding Lin with contempt.

However, some of the doubts in my heart were also resolved: Nine-Headed Insect was Qingyi's junior brother, which explained why Qingyi was here.

"You are Wan Sheng's husband, how could you say such a thing!" The man in green said coldly.

"I..." Nine-Headed Insect opened his mouth, his face full of unspeakable frustration.

Qingyi grasped Princess Wansheng's wrist. She had refined more than a dozen peaches, which possessed the law of life, and transferred that life force to Princess Wansheng.

Princess Wansheng's face visibly regained some color.

“I’ve managed to stabilize the pregnancy by maintaining its vitality, but this is not a long-term solution. In my opinion, this child will take at least five or six hundred years to fully develop. It already shows signs of miscarriage…” Qingyi frowned.

"Thank you, Great Sage." The Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints bowed.

"Please, Great Sage, you must help me protect this child," Princess Wansheng pleaded softly, her hands supporting her slightly protruding belly. "Great Sage, in the future... my father and I will have to rely on this child to save our lives."

"If I didn't want you to give birth, do you think he would have been able to live peacefully in your womb for so long? Stop acting like this, it only disgusts me. Besides, I've already said that no matter what, the past is forgotten, and he won't bother you anymore."

The woman in green said in a cold voice, as if she was trying her best to suppress some discomfort.

"Have you heard enough? How long do you plan to hide there?" the woman in green suddenly said, looking in the direction where Ding Lin was hiding.

(End of this chapter)