Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

At the Ninth-Order Breaking Heaven Sect, the originally azure sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Bronze-colored lightning bolts, like dragons and snakes, roamed freely through the clouds, distorting the air wherever they passed.

The protective array of the Ninth-Order Breaking Heaven Sect had already been activated automatically, with a pale golden light shield enveloping the entire sect. However, under the strike of the bronze heavenly lightning, it rippled and even the array patterns trembled violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The disciples looked up at the sky, their faces filled with horror.

This strange phenomenon was no ordinary heavenly tribulation; it seemed as if a powerful being was breaking through to a higher realm. Yet, the sheer power of the lightning made many inner disciples feel a sense of unease.

Only the main peak pavilion where the sect leader resides is currently enveloped by a layer of gentle spiritual energy, isolating it from the thunder outside.

Inside the attic, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Li Qianmei lay on the bed, her forehead covered in cold sweat, her face as pale as paper, and her knuckles white from gripping the brocade quilt so tightly.

The bed beneath Li Qianmei was covered with a soft, velvety mat that had been prepared beforehand. Three white-haired elders stood around her, each holding a warm jade pendant, continuously channeling gentle spiritual energy into her body to alleviate the excruciating pain of childbirth.

"Miss, hold on a little longer! The baby's head is already showing!"

Elder Zhang, who was in the lead, spoke with a hint of urgency, his eyes fixed on the labor process, "Use your spiritual power to protect your heart meridian, don't panic!"

Li Qianmei gritted her teeth, suppressed pain overflowing from her throat, her forehead soaked with sweat, clinging to her cheeks.

She could clearly feel the disorder of the spiritual energy in her body, as well as the tearing pain, but whenever she was about to give up, that familiar figure would appear in her mind.

"I...I can do it..."

Li Qianmei spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse but firm. She took a deep breath and, following the method taught by the elder, slowly guided the flow of spiritual energy, coordinating with her body's instincts to push the child outward little by little.

The bronze lightning outside the window grew increasingly violent, and a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket slammed into the protective array, instantly dimming the light barrier and causing the spiritual energy inside the pavilion to fluctuate.

Elder Zhang's expression changed, and he quickly increased his spiritual power output to stabilize Li Qianmei's breathing: "Miss, don't be afraid! The formation can still hold, we will definitely protect you and the child!"

Just then, Li Qianmei suddenly trembled all over, and a strong pain swept through her body. She exerted her strength, and with a clear cry, the child was finally born.

The maidservant standing by rushed forward, carefully picked up the child, wrapped him in the prepared brocade cloth, and exclaimed with joy, "Miss! It's a young master! His cry is so loud, he's sure to be a blessed man in the future!"

Upon hearing the child's cries, Li Qianmei's tense body instantly relaxed, her vision went black, and she nearly fainted.

Elder Zhang quickly stepped forward, put a Mind-Concentrating Pill into her mouth, and then channeled some spiritual energy into her to stabilize her breathing: "Miss, you've worked hard. Please rest! The baby is healthy, so don't worry."

Li Qianmei slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the child in the maid's arms. Tears welled in her eyes, and a weak yet contented smile appeared on her lips. She reached out, wanting to touch the child, but her hand trembled slightly from exhaustion.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the attic, accompanied by a familiar voice filled with undisguised shock: "Qianmei! What happened?"

Li Qianmei looked up and saw the attic door being pushed open, and a figure dressed in a black robe walking quickly in.

Lanmeng Daozun looked at the child in Li Qianmei's arms and couldn't believe that his daughter had given birth to a grandson.

Lanmeng Daozun trembled all over as he asked, "What exactly happened? Whose child is this? Why did I never know?"

Looking at her newborn son, a barely perceptible sadness flashed in Li Qianmei's eyes. "Father, I'm sorry..." "Whose is it?!"

Li Qianmei lowered her eyes, her fingertips gently tracing the child's soft cheek, her voice hoarse and weak: "The child's father is Lin Che."

"Lin Che?!"

Lan Meng Daozun clenched his fist tightly, and the spiritual power under his black robe surged suddenly, causing the tables and chairs in the pavilion to shift half an inch in an instant.

"Back then, Lin Che suddenly disappeared... and you also left the Potian Sect. Did you go looking for Lin Che?"

Li Qianmei nodded, tears finally streaming down her face: "Back then, Brother Lin Che helped me resolve my inner conflict, which allowed me to break through in my cultivation. Now that he is seriously injured, how can I sit idly by..."

"madness!"

Lanmeng Daozun roared, his eyes filled with disappointment and rage, pointing at Li Qianmei's nose and shouting:
"Do you know that Lin Che is now the mortal enemy of the Five Ancient Venerables? The Sect Master and the others are searching for his whereabouts everywhere. How dare you give birth to his child and keep the news a complete secret! If the Sect Master finds out about this, not only will you and the child be in danger, but the Potian Sect will also be implicated!"

Lan Meng Daozun paced back and forth, the air around him so low it was suffocating. His gaze swept over the three elders and maids present, and his eyes instantly turned icy: "Not a single word of what happened today must be spread."

Elder Zhang's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "Rest assured, Daoist Master, we will keep our mouths shut and will not let this matter leak out in the slightest!"

But Daoist Lanmeng shook her head, condensed a pale blue spiritual energy at her fingertips, and shot it towards Elder Zhang without hesitation.

The spiritual energy pierced through Elder Zhang's chest. He didn't even have time to let out a scream before he collapsed to the ground, his breath instantly extinguished.

The other two elders and maids turned pale with fright and turned to run away, but were instantly imprisoned by the spiritual power of Daoist Lanmeng.

"Daoist Master, spare us! We won't say anything!" an elder pleaded, trembling, his eyes filled with fear.

"Spare your life?"

Lanmeng Daozun sneered, his eyes devoid of any pity. "Only the dead can keep secrets from being revealed."

As soon as she finished speaking, two streams of spiritual energy shot out again, and the only sounds in the pavilion were Li Qianmei's exclamations and the child's cries.

Li Qianmei stared at the corpses on the ground, her face ashen, and trembled as she hugged her child: "Father! How could you do this! They were all innocent!"

"innocent?"

Lanmeng Daozun walked up to her, looked down at her, and said in an icy tone, "Once they find out about this, they will no longer be innocent."

"For you and the child, for the sake of the Potian Sect, these people must die."

Lanmeng Daozun paused, his gaze falling on the child, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He exhaled a deep breath and said, "This child must not be known to anyone."

"From this day forward, he is your adopted orphan. You are not allowed to mention a single word about Lin Che to anyone, and you are absolutely forbidden from telling anyone about this. Otherwise, this old man with the cane will show no mercy." (End of Chapter)