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The hustle and bustle of Jin'ao Island gradually subsided, and Lin Xuan led the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit back to her new room in the Pangu Palace.

This new house was specially reinforced by Dijiang using spatial laws, as Lin Xuan had it done, and it was filled with various magical treasures to celebrate. Red candles flickered, and a faint scent of ambergris filled the air.

The Holy Mother of Fire sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the hem of her wedding dress tightly, her face flushed crimson. All the fierce energy she usually displayed in public was gone; now she resembled a little prisoner awaiting judgment.

Lin Xuan walked over and gently lifted her veil.

"Fire Spirit, why are you sweating?" Lin Xuan asked with a smile, and casually took a handkerchief to wipe her forehead.

The Holy Mother of Fire lowered her head, her voice barely audible: "Husband... I... I'm a little scared."

Lin Xuan laughed: What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll eat you up?

The Holy Mother of Fire raised her head, her eyes slightly evasive: "Husband, although we had... during the last healing session, I was confused then, so it doesn't count. I heard Sister Yunxiao say that this kind of thing... can be quite painful when it gets serious. Besides, I cultivate fire-based techniques; what if I lose control of the fire and burn your bed down?"

Lin Xuan laughed heartily, sat down next to her, and put his arm around her waist: "Don't worry, your husband is a dual cultivator of thunder and fire, why would I be afraid of your little bit of fire? Besides, I have wood-elemental laws here, which are specifically designed to counter your fire."

As he spoke, Lin Xuan's hands began to wander.

The Holy Mother of Fire exclaimed in surprise, her body tensing instantly, and a blazing aura of fire emanated from her.

Lin Xuan remained calm, a green, wood-elemental light emanating from his fingertips. This light was incredibly gentle; upon touching the Fire Spirit Mother's skin, it was like a clear spring entering a fire, instantly suppressing the restlessness.

Wood fuels fire, but this fire is a fire of tenderness.

Lin Xuan leaned close to her ear and blew a breath: Fire Spirit, let's see if your fire is stronger, or my wood.

The Holy Mother of Fire felt half of her body go numb; the strange sensation she had never experienced before made her let out a soft moan. She turned and hugged Lin Xuan, exhaling a breath of warm air: Husband... be gentle.

The red silk ribbon fell, and spring light filled the room.

Lin Xuan went all out this time. He discovered that the Fire Spirit Mother's physique was indeed special; as the two united, the blazing fire elemental energy violently assaulted his meridians. If it were someone in the early stage of Quasi-Saint, they would probably have been burned into a eunuch by now.

But who is Lin Xuan? He is of Pangu bloodline, the fighter jet among the sixth generation.

He guided the wood-elemental laws within his body, coiling them around the fire-elemental source. This made the fire even more intense, yet without harming anyone in the slightest.

The Holy Mother of Fire felt as if she were a red lotus blooming in the flames, each sway bringing endless joy.

Ding! The system has detected that the host is currently in a state of "Great Harmony of Life". The "Guaranteed Success Card" has been automatically activated.

Our Lady of Fire conceived successfully.

Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: the Fire Element Law has evolved into the Chaotic Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire.

When the system notification sounded in Lin Xuan's mind, he was at the peak of his life.

He thought to himself: System, you're such a thoughtful little helper, this reward came at just the right time.

I don't know how much time passed, but the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

The Holy Mother of Fire nestled limply in Lin Xuan's arms, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her once fiery red pupils now softened into gentle water. Touching the muscles of Lin Xuan's chest, she asked shyly, "Husband, I feel like there's a little life beating in my belly."

Lin Xuan chuckled and kissed her forehead: That's our child. Fire Spirit, you're so lucky, you got her on the first try.

The Holy Mother of Fire was stunned, then her face lit up with surprise: Really? I have a child?

Lin Xuan nodded: Of course it's true. My offspring, Lin Xuan's offspring, never fail to arrive.

The Holy Mother of Fire was so excited she tried to sit up, but found her back aching terribly, so she fell back down. Touching her belly, she grinned foolishly and said, "Great... I'm going to be a mother! Husband, who do you think this child will look like? If it looks like me, it'll definitely be a little fireball; if it looks like you, it'll definitely be a little rascal."

Lin Xuan pinched her nose: "You can look like anyone, just don't be like Guang Chengzi who's always wrapped in bandages."

The Holy Mother of Fire giggled, leaning against Lin Xuan's chest, feeling a sense of security she had never experienced before.

That night, Lin Xuan not only gained a loyal and devoted prospective holy wife, but also reserved a future fire-element general for the Pangu Palace.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he pondered: Now that we have thunder, fire, water, wind, and earth in the house, in a few years, will we be able to assemble a complete elemental team? If the Primordial Celestial Lord dares to bring people to attack us then, I won't even need to lift a finger; these brats alone can demolish Mount Kunlun.

However, his joy was short-lived. Early the next morning, Jiang Ziya hurriedly ran into the backyard.

My lord! Something terrible has happened! Ji Chang has officially launched his attack from Xiqi!