Let me explain, it's not what you think.

Jiang Yu glanced at Zi Yao and shook her head.

After she finished planting the medicinal herbs that Ziyao had given her, she straightened up.

The herb garden has been expanded again and again, from a small area to a large one, with herbs of various grades planted in different sections, arranged in a well-organized manner.

Jiang Yu looked at the herb garden and nodded slightly. She figured Jiang Huaiyu wouldn't have any objections if he returned.

Then, she dusted off her hands and took a Buddhist shrine from her sleeve.

The shrine is small, small enough to be held in the palm of your hand, and inside is a small jade Buddha.

She placed the shrine next to the bell and then began to cast a spell!

The shrine began to absorb the spiritual energy from the spiritual vein. After its transformation, a liquid spiritual energy slowly flowed out from it, thick as paste, and merged into the stream, flowing throughout the entire space.

It seems that before long, all the water here will be transformed into liquid spiritual energy to nourish the earth.

A gust of wind blew by, lifting the hem of her skirt, and her Buddhist robes fluttered gently in the wind.

She looked down at her lower abdomen, which was flat and soft, showing no abnormalities.

It's only been a little over a month, it's still early.

Right now, her focus is on how to give Lu Chen a genius, not anything else.

Looking at the transformed Shenyu Realm, Lu Chen was also very happy.

It's not that he gained any great advantage; he only acquired a few units of Yin energy, which was already overwhelming for him, so he naturally didn't need them much.

The reason he was happy was because he had just felt that they were a complete family!

Harmony, beauty, exactly as he had imagined.

He reached out and pulled Ziyao close, whispering something in her ear.

Zi Yao's face flushed red.

Jiang Yu turned her face away, her ears flushed, pretending not to have heard.

After a long silence, Zi Yao finally spoke.

"My husband."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"This place is wonderful."

"It's even better than outside!"

"Why is it better than outside? It's so monotonous here," Lu Chen wondered.

"Because this is our home, and I want to stay with my husband forever!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen smiled and touched her lower abdomen.

Zi Yao looked down at his hand and placed her hand on the back of Lu Chen's hand.

"What will it be like?"

Lu Chen looked up at her.

"It should look a lot like you."

Zi Yao's lips curved slightly, and she shook her head.

"No, she should be like her husband."

……

The Xuantian Sect's mountain gate remains unchanged.

When Lu Chen returned, he did not disturb anyone and went up the mountain path.

The door to Hu Wei's cave was half-open.

Lu Chen stood at the door, raising his hand to knock, but his hand remained suspended in mid-air.

He saw her.

Chen Xuejiao sat on the soft couch by the window, holding a book in her hands, her face turned towards the door.

Her long hair was loosely tied up with a white jade hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks and being gently stirred by the breeze.

She wore a plain-colored long dress without any extra embellishments, with only a matching ribbon tied around her waist, making her waist look incredibly slender.

The hem of her skirt fell to the side of the couch, covering her feet and only revealing the tips of her shoes.

She turned around when she heard the noise, her gaze falling on Lu Chen's face, and she paused for a moment.

"Chen'er? You're back?"

Lu Chen snapped out of his daze, walked through the door, and bowed respectfully.

"Yes, I'm back."

Chen Xuejiao put down her book, got up from the soft couch, kicked off her shoes, and walked towards him.

She wasn't wearing shoes; her bare feet trod on the cool wooden floor, her toes round and white, and she took each step very lightly.

Lu Chen frowned.

Because this is already very inappropriate. Who goes around barefoot in front of their disciples?

Chen Xuejiao stopped in front of him, looked up at him, and gazed at him tenderly.

"You've lost weight." She reached out and gently patted his cheek; her palm was warm and soft.

"Did you suffer out there?"

Lu Chen shook his head.

"No, I just wanted to come back. I missed you and Master."

Chen Xue smiled, exuding the charm of a mature older sister, which made Lu Chen's heart flutter.

She withdrew her hand and turned to walk into the inner room.

"Your master is not here. He applied to leave the sect to find a spiritual herb. He has been gone for some time now, and we don't know when he will be back."

She paused, then turned and glanced at him.

"Please sit down, your teacher's wife will make you some tea."

"No need. Since Master is not here and I see that you are well, I should go back now."

At the Xuan Tian Sect, everything about Lu Chen was tense; he couldn't be himself here.

Even though Hu Wei and Lin Tian aren't here, Zhang Fan and Wang Feng are still here.

Even with his high level of cultivation, he still felt... deeply moved when facing his relatives and friends.

"I have something very important to tell you," Chen Xuejiao said softly.

"You can say what you need here. My master is not here, so it is inconvenient for me to go in. Please forgive me!" Lu Chen refused again.

Chen Xuejiao was not annoyed by what she heard.

"It's about...the child!"

Lu Chen: "!!!?"

In the end, he went into the room, sat down at the table, and watched Chen Xuejiao's figure disappear behind the curtain.

Before long, she came out carrying a cup of tea, her steps light and graceful, her skirt swaying gently, and the knot of the ribbon at her waist trembling slightly with her movements.

She placed the tea in front of Lu Chen, then sat down opposite him, her hands folded on her knees, her posture as dignified as a painting.

"It's good that Xiao Chen is back. I was so worried when I heard you were kidnapped to the territory of the demon race..."

Chen Xuejiao looked at him, her gaze still gentle.

"You're alright, that's more important than anything else."

Lu Chen picked up his teacup, took a sip, and didn't dare to reply.

"Hmm, how have you been lately?"

"fine."

Chen Xuejiao lowered her eyes and looked at her fingers, which were folded on her knees.

"I just missed you. When I learned you had been kidnapped, I was so worried I couldn't sleep for days. I wanted to see you, but Hu Wei refused. Later, when I heard you were alright, I was finally relieved."

She looked up at his face, her lips curved into a smile, but her eyes held a very faint glimmer of tears.

"It's good that you're back."

Looking into her eyes, Lu Chen felt a strange pang of sadness welling up inside him.

Chen Xuejiao reached out and placed her hand on the back of his hand, which was resting on the table. Her palm was warm and soft, and she gently squeezed it.