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After driving away the Antarctic Immortal, the Pangu Palace returned to its former tranquility... or rather, its usual liveliness.

Lin Xuan cut the longevity peach and distributed it to the ladies in his household.

However, he deliberately saved the best piece and carried it to a secluded courtyard in the backyard.

The fairy Hanzhi lived there.

Compared to the domineering presence of the Queen Mother of the West, the sanctity of Nuwa, and the gentleness of Yunxiao, Hanzhixian seemed to have little presence in this family.

She was originally an outer disciple of the Jie Sect. Compared to those sisters who were at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals or Quasi-Saints, her cultivation was low and her background was shallow.

Since becoming pregnant, she has gone out even less, spending all her time in her small courtyard, staring blankly at the wind-stabilizing pearl.

When Lin Xuan entered the courtyard, he saw her sitting on a stone bench, holding a handkerchief in her hand, gently wiping the Dinghai Divine Wind Hairpin.

That was the dowry given to her by the Tongtian Sect Leader, and it was also her most precious treasure.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

Lin Xuan's voice suddenly rang out.

Han Zhixian was startled, nearly dropping the hairpin in her hand. She quickly stood up, hastily straightening her clothes: "Husband...husband, what brings you here?"

Her face flushed slightly, and her eyes held a hint of surprise mixed with a touch of inferiority.

Lin Xuan walked to her side, placed the longevity peach on the table, and then naturally took her hand and made her sit down.

"Just came to see you," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "I haven't seen you out much these past few days. Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...no." Han Zhixian lowered her head. "I'm fine. My sisters are very good to me, and I have plenty to eat and use. It's just...it's just that I feel a bit clumsy and can't be of much help."

Lin Xuan sensed the desolation in her words.

In this family full of powerful people, she would indeed feel pressure.

"Silly girl." Lin Xuan reached out and flicked her nose. "Who said you're stupid? You're my lucky star."

"Lucky Star?" Han Zhixian looked up, her eyes sparkling.

"That's right." Lin Xuan said with a straight face, making up nonsense (actually to coax his wife), "Look, since you came, the feng shui of our house has improved. And, the little one in your belly is our family's treasure."

Upon hearing about the child, Han Zhixian subconsciously touched her swollen belly, her face radiating maternal warmth.

"My lord, I... I've been having nightmares about strong winds lately," Han Zhixian whispered. "I dream of incredibly strong winds that darken the world. I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Xuan squeezed her hand. "That's our child's talent. You're an expert at playing with wind, your child will definitely surpass you."

As he spoke, Lin Xuan took out a blue jade slip from his pocket.

"This is a set of 'True Explanations of Wind Control' that I recently came up with while I had some free time." Lin Xuan put the jade slip into her hand. "It combines the wind laws of the Wu Clan with your original Daoist techniques. Take a look at it when you have time; it will benefit your future cultivation."

Actually, this wasn't something he was thinking about idly; it was a reward that the system had just refreshed, and Lin Xuan just took it and offered it up.

Han Zhixian held the jade slip, her eyes instantly reddening.

She knew Lin Xuan was very busy, having to navigate the complexities of the sages, manage the underworld, and oversee the heavenly court. Yet, he still managed to find time to specifically deduce cultivation techniques for her.

"My husband..."

Han Zhixian was so moved that she didn't know what to say, so she could only bury her head in Lin Xuan's arms.

"Alright, alright, stop crying." Lin Xuan gently patted her back. "It's bad for your health. Here, eat this longevity peach; it's good for the baby."

Han Zhixian nodded obediently and picked up the longevity peach, eating it in small bites.

Lin Xuan watched her from the side, occasionally wiping the crumbs from the corners of her mouth.

This scene is so heartwarming, it doesn't seem like a scene from the prehistoric era, but rather like a young couple in the mortal world.

"Oh, right, husband," Han Zhixian suddenly remembered something, "I feel... my belly moving a lot these past two days. Is it almost time to give birth?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback, then placed his hand on her stomach to sense it.

Sure enough, there was an extremely active innate wind spirit energy inside, pulsating joyfully.

That aura was sharp and agile, like... a wind blade that had not yet been drawn from its sheath.

"Looks like he's impatient," Lin Xuan laughed. "It'll probably be in the next day or two."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through the once peaceful courtyard.

The wind was initially very light, only enough to rustle the leaves.

But soon, the wind grew stronger and stronger, even forming small cyclones in the yard.

The longevity peach in Hanzhixian's hand fell to the ground.

She clutched her stomach, her brows furrowed, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Husband... my lord... it hurts..."

Lin Xuan's expression changed.

They just came like that?

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

Lin Xuan scooped up Han Zhixian and rushed straight to the delivery room.

"Someone come here! Inform the midwife! Inform Wudang! Hanzhi is about to give birth!"

Lin Xuan's loud voice instantly echoed throughout the entire Pangu Palace.

The women who were chatting and drinking tea in the front hall immediately put down their melon seeds upon hearing this voice.

"Hurry! Another baby is coming!"

"This time it's little sister Hanzhi!"

"Hurry up and take over the things we've already prepared!"

In an instant, the Pangu Temple once again entered its familiar "state of combat readiness".