I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Ning Chen was secretly shocked; this fox demon's cultivation was even more terrifying than that of the Mischievous Demon King.

What surprised him even more was that the fox demon's abdomen was bulging high.

The fox spirit, imprisoned for a hundred years, has become pregnant. Who did it?

He had thought that Xu Xian and Ning Caichen were already strong, but he didn't expect there to be such a fierce person. Whose subordinate was he? He wondered who he was.

In a Taoist holy site, a thousand-year-old fox spirit inexplicably gave birth. Is this a sign of distorted human nature or moral decay?

The fox demon had already spotted him and stared at him with her eyes. They were a pair of exquisitely beautiful vertical emerald green pupils, filled with endless pain yet retaining a trace of clarity.

She locked onto Ning Chen's figure, but to Ning Chen's surprise, the fox demon did not attack him. Instead, she squeezed out a soft, intermittent plea from deep in her throat, like a young woman.

"Immortal... please... please help me... to give birth to my... child..."

Her voice was hoarse and weak, yet it carried a deep maternal obsession.

Ning Chen instantly understood the source of that overwhelming demonic energy.

This demonic aura is not a murderous or violent aura, but rather the life essence that erupts from an eight-tailed, thousand-year-old fox demon under extreme pain!

This fox demon was already at its last gasp, using all its remaining strength to sustain the life of the fetus in its womb, which triggered a rampage of demonic power.

"Difficult childbirth? You're a thousand-year-old fox spirit, how could that be?"

Ning Chen landed, his brows furrowed.

He cultivated Taoism on Fangcun Mountain, learning the Great Tao of Immortality. He was also skilled in slaying demons and monsters, but he was not good at delivering babies.

That was far beyond his capabilities.

Ning Chen's divine sense quickly swept across the area outside the hall. Outside were six grown men and a 36E-cup girl; within a ten-mile radius, there were no other humans present...

No, even if you find a midwife, she can't handle this kind of thing.

What normal midwife wouldn't faint from fright if she saw a fox demon as big as a small mountain?

"I can't..."

Ning Chen shook his head, trying to soothe the fox demon.

"Hold on, I'm going down the mountain to find a midwife!"

That being said, this place is a desolate wilderness, where can one find a midwife in such a short time?

"No, it's too late!"

The fox demon let out a mournful howl of extreme despair, and blood and tears welled up from its enormous fox eyes.

"The child in my womb is the offspring of a human and a demon, an act forbidden by heaven and earth. After a hundred years of pregnancy, it has finally ripened and been born. I forcibly broke the seal, struggling for over a month, even shattering my demon core, and with the help of the True Martial Hall, I resisted the heavenly tribulation. I am already exhausted. Help me, help me, cut open my belly! Take out the child...!"

"Please, I'm afraid to do it myself, I'm afraid I'll hurt her..."

Cesarean section!

Ning Chen was deeply shaken.

He could sense the fox demon's life force rapidly dying out, and the resolute and entrusting tone in its pleading was incredibly heavy.

This is a mother's plea in her final moments, abandoning all dignity and pain, just so her child can live.

That overwhelming demonic aura, in his perception at this moment, was more like a torch of life lit by a mother for her child.

Looking at the pleading and desperate eyes of the fox spirit, and at the increasingly faint life pulse in her abdomen, a complex light flashed in Ning Chen's eyes.

Those who cultivate the Tao should cherish compassion.

Before me is a thousand-year-old eight-tailed fox demon, who is also a mother who is willing to die for her child.

He took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Excuse me!"

With a soft shout, a flash of light appeared, and the incomparably sharp Tai'a sword appeared in Ning Chen's hand.

His eyes were focused, and the tip of his sword emitted a platinum sword light that seemed to be real.

Ning Chen carefully maneuvered the Tai'a sword, aiming it at the fox demon's bulging belly.

The sword light was like the most precise surgical scalpel, making a light cut and then, under Ning Chen's exquisite divine control, the wound slowly widened.

This process is extremely mentally taxing.

Ning Chen's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. He had to make sure the incision avoided vital points while also preventing the Tai'a sword from being too sharp and harming the fetus.

The fox spirit trembled violently, and the intense pain caused her to let out a muffled whimper.

But she clenched her teeth and stubbornly cooperated without moving.

Finally, the incision was large enough.

Ning Chen quickly sheathed the Tai'a Sword, and his divine sense transformed into a hand, carefully probing into the depths of the fox demon's warm womb.

He touched a life form wrapped in a thin membrane, undulating faintly.

With a gentle divine thought, the fragile life was lifted up and carefully separated from the mother's body, leaving the incision.

Ning Chen looked down at the baby girl in his arms. She was covered in mucus and blood, her narrow phoenix eyes were closed, she was breathing with difficulty, and she was even too weak to cry.

Surprisingly, apart from having a fluffy white fox tail trailing behind it, the child's body was no different from that of a human infant.

The baby was incredibly beautiful, and its skin, despite being covered in blood, shone with a delicate, snow-like luster.

A baby girl who is half human and half demon!

Once she grows up, she will surely be a stunning beauty... a bewitching enchantress.

Ning Chen's heart skipped a beat. What kind of combination could give birth to such a special existence?

Who is the father of the child that the fox spirit was willing to shatter her demon core, resist the heavenly tribulation, and sacrifice a thousand years of cultivation to give birth to?

Ning Chen first used the Cleansing Water Technique to wash the baby's body, then tore off the hem of his Taoist robe and wrapped it tightly inside.

Just as Ning Chen was wiping the baby's body, the fox demon's aura had become extremely weak, and her life was like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

She used her last bit of strength to struggle and bring her huge head closer to Ning Chen, just to catch a glimpse of the baby girl in Ning Chen's arms.

In her vertical pupils, only endless longing and pleading remained.

An extremely faint divine thought directly entered Ning Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, intermittent yet as powerful as a thunderclap:

"Her father is..."

It was this person!

Ning Chen's pupils constricted, and he looked up in disbelief!

"The child's name is Qing'er... Immortal...... Thank you for letting her live on as a human!"

The fox spirit's divine thoughts abruptly ceased.

Those huge, vertical, emerald-green pupils, filled with complex emotions, gradually lost all their luster, becoming empty and lifeless.

The enormous fox body, as large as a hill, stopped trembling, and the last trace of demonic power dissipated completely, leaving only a cold shell.

The overwhelming demonic aura dissipated rapidly like the receding tide, and the sky above the summit of Zhongnan Mountain was once again enveloped by pure spiritual energy.

Ning Chen sighed, gently stroked the baby girl's fox tail, and activated the Art of Manipulating Creation. The baby girl's fox tail turned into specks of white light and disappeared.

Soon, hurried footsteps and shouts came from outside the hall.

"Brother Ning! Brother Ning, are you alright?"

Old Zhang.

"The demonic aura has dissipated! Let's go in and take a look!"

"Ning Chen, don't be afraid, your teacher is here to help you!"

Luo Zhantian charged into the main hall alone, his muscles bulging and radiating golden light, as he fully activated his Golden Bell Shield.

Immediately afterward, Zhang Qingxuan, Tang Hao, Sun Rongrong, and others rushed in, their faces full of tension and worry.

However, the scene inside the hall made them freeze in place, dumbfounded, as if they had been frozen in place.

Ning Chen stood with his back to them in the center of the empty hall.

He was dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, stained with glaring bloodstains, and his hands were covered in blood.

At his feet lay the enormous, chilling corpse of an eight-tailed white fox, lifeless, as if silently recounting the horrific tragedy that had just transpired.

The most breathtaking scene is...

Ning Chen was holding a baby wrapped in blood-stained clothes, with its little mouth open, about to let out a faint cry, tightly in his arms.

Wow... Wow...

The baby finally cried.

But the entire Zhenwu Hall fell into a deathly silence, with only the weak yet tenacious cries of an infant echoing in the empty hall.

The expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly, from astonishment and confusion to disbelief.

Ultimately, it turned into a huge question mark.

What exactly happened just now?

Where did this baby come from?

.........

Ning Chen did not tell everyone the truth about the baby girl's background. He only said that when he came in, the fox demon had already been punished by heaven and was about to die. He said that the fox demon must have kidnapped the child from the foot of the mountain and rescued her before she could enjoy her.

The crowd was skeptical. Could it be that the huge, bloody gash on the fox's abdomen was caused by the fox itself?

The old Taoist gave Ning Chen a meaningful look, but said nothing more.

That night, Ning Chen, who had finally settled down, was meditating and regulating his breathing in the Zhenwu Hall. Everything that had happened in the past few days was vividly recalled in his mind.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing how short life is and how entangled the world is, a situation that even the virtuous Zhang Jiao and the thousand-year-old fox spirit cannot easily escape.

All he wanted was to return to Fangcun Mountain and cultivate the supreme Dao. At this thought, he felt as if something in his heart was shattering.

The next second, a golden vortex slowly appeared before Ning Chen's eyes.

The voice of Bodhi Patriarch echoed in his mind.

"Wu Chen, you have completed your mortal trials. Go to the summit of Fangcun Mountain tomorrow morning, and you will naturally advance to the Returning to Emptiness realm!"