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

"What's wrong, my husband?" Han Zhixian felt Lin Xuan's body stiffen and quickly asked.

"It's okay, you can go back to sleep. I have to take care of something urgent."

Lin Xuan didn't have time to explain much. He tucked Han Zhixian in, then vanished from the room in a flash.

The next second, he appeared in his personal space—the Moon Palace Wonderland.

This place is usually filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, its spiritual energy so rich it could melt into water. Chang'e (the spirit of the laurel tree) usually spends her days here planting flowers and tending to grass, living a life undisturbed by the world.

But now, this place has practically become an ice age.

The once-blooming spiritual flowers were all frozen into ice sculptures, and heavy snow was falling in the air. The spiritual liquid pool on the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice. The chill was so intense that even Lin Xuan, a peak Quasi-Saint, felt a bone-chilling cold.

"ah--!"

A painful scream came from the distant Moon Palace (replica).

Lin Xuan's heart tightened, and with a light tap of his foot, he instantly teleported to the palace entrance.

The entire palace was sealed by a layer of solid blue ice. This was the power of Chang'e's true form—the innate laurel tree—going berserk.

Although Chang'e had taken human form, she was still essentially the same tree. Now, giving birth was a major event that affected her very essence. Unable to suppress the Yin essence within her, she began to indiscriminately attack everything around her.

"Damn it, how come this kid is so strong?" Lin Xuan cursed.

He stretched out his hand, and a purple flame surged from his palm—the Heaven-Burning Purple Flame.

"Open it!"

The purple fire sizzled when it touched the solid ice. The Taiyin Profound Ice, which even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would find difficult to break, melted rapidly before the Burning Heaven Purple Fire.

Lin Xuan rushed into the hall.

Chang'e was lying on a cold jade bed, her face deathly pale and her whole body trembling. Blue cold air kept emanating from her body, and frost had formed on her eyebrows and hair.

"Husband... cold... so cold..." Chang'e saw Lin Xuan and weakly reached out her hand.

Her consciousness was already becoming somewhat blurred. That power was not only freezing the surroundings, but also freezing her soul.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Lin Xuan stepped forward and grasped Chang'e's hand.

It felt icy cold to the touch, like touching a piece of ancient ice.

"System! What's going on? Wasn't it supposed to be a natural birth?" Lin Xuan roared inwardly.

[Ding! Detected a special fetal constitution; the fetus is frantically absorbing the mother's vital energy, causing an imbalance of Yin and Yang in the mother's body. It is recommended that the host immediately perform a Five Elements balance treatment and inject Yang energy to neutralize the imbalance.]

"So you're a mother-sucking maniac, huh?" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.

He didn't dare to delay, so he sat cross-legged on the bed and held Chang'e in his arms.

"The Five Elements Law, now!"

Five halos of light appeared behind Lin Xuan, and the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth began to circulate. He transformed this energy into a gentle life force, continuously channeling it into Chang'e's body.

At the same time, he mobilized the true fire of the sun within his body (which he had borrowed from Xihe and combined with his own cultivation) to carefully neutralize the rampant yin energy within Chang'e's body.

This is a technical job.

If the fire is too strong, it will harm Chang'e and the child; if the fire is too weak, it won't be able to suppress the cold.

Lin Xuan's forehead was covered in sweat—not from the heat, but from anxiety.

"Chang'e, listen to me, guard your mind." Lin Xuan's voice rang in Chang'e's mind, "The child is just playing with you, you are the mother, you have to keep him in check."

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's voice, Chang'e's previously unfocused gaze sharpened.

"My husband... I... I have no strength left..."

"You have the strength! You've got it!" Lin Xuan shouted. "Think about what we said under the laurel tree. You said you'd give me a beautiful daughter. Now our daughter is right here. Are you going to give up?"

Upon hearing the word "daughter," a resolute glint flashed in Chang'e's eyes.

That is the power of motherhood.

"I won't give up... I will never give up!" Chang'e gritted her teeth and actually managed to mobilize the last bit of power in her body to cooperate with Lin Xuan in guiding that cold energy.

"Well done!" Lin Xuan was overjoyed.

He increased the intensity of the magical energy transfer.

"When Yin and Yang are in harmony, all things are born! Suppress them!"

With Lin Xuan's low shout, the entire Moon Palace Wonderland trembled violently.

The blizzard suddenly stopped.

The ice in the palace began to melt rapidly, turning into pure water essence.

A trace of color finally returned to Chang'e's pale face, and the energy within her body began to stabilize. The rampant Yin energy was tamed and obediently flowed into her abdomen.

"Phew..." Lin Xuan let out a long breath, feeling as if he had just fought a saint.

"Ah! It hurts!" Chang'e suddenly gripped Lin Xuan's arm tightly, her nails digging into his flesh.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xuan asked in surprise.

"It's...it's coming out!" Chang'e was covered in sweat.

Lin Xuan quickly switched into "obstetrics expert" mode (although it was his first time delivering such a difficult baby).

"Push harder! Breathe in rhythm with me!"

Just then, the spiritual energy in the entire space poured into Chang'e's stomach like a funnel.

The chill erupted again, but this time it wasn't out of control; instead, it... gathered!