Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Unfortunately, Chu Mingkong was unable to find the answers to these questions on his own.

Five days later, the Immortal Treasure Pavilion set off on its long journey to the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

For months on end, there was no end in sight.

Aunt Gu's due date is approaching...

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(PS: I think I've been infected, sad...)

Chapter 1 Gugu

It's really a bit of a helpless situation. The journey is long, and boredom has become the main theme of almost every day.

Even though the scenery outside is constantly changing, it gets a bit boring after a while. Even the cats and the little girl sometimes get tired of staying in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion and start crying, wanting someone to take them out for a ride on a flying sword.

In this context, the arrival of Aunt Gu's baby should have alleviated much of the boredom in the room.

Although the Immortal Treasure Pavilion is usually filled with joy, today can be described as a celebration!

The steps of the maids coming and going were like magpies hopping on branches.

While celebration is one thing, people will still feel nervous and anxious before the baby is actually born.

Chu Mingkong immediately stood outside Aunt Gu's room, using the view from the corridor window to clear his mind and slightly ease his hesitation and tension.

I was genuinely terrified by all the ridiculous stories I'd seen in the past about "severe postpartum hemorrhage: save the mother or the child?" Even with the constitution of a cultivator, it's not a panacea.

Even the most absurd things can go wrong, no matter how small the probability.

Zuo Qiuchi sat beside him, found a small chair, and looked out the window listlessly.

Xianzhen Pavilion has temporarily closed due to a pregnant woman about to give birth.

"Mingkong, there's no need to be so nervous. You can use your senses to check on Aunt Gu's condition. You can find out whether it's good or bad at any time..."

Chu Mingkong was tired from pacing back and forth. He was filled with anticipation for the little one and prayers for Aunt Gu's safety.

After thinking it over, he felt that his master's words made a lot of sense. While releasing his senses, he also took out all kinds of pills that he had bought at great expense, ready to be used at any time.

"Master, it's been so long since we left Kunlun, several months, hasn't it? The Immortal Treasure Pavilion hasn't been holding back on its consumption, how did you manage to come all the way to the Heavenly Extreme Empire to find me?"

Zuo Qiuchi is also someone who can't stand being bored, and it's hard for him to imagine how he got to where he is today.

Although she said it was mostly about honing her skills and challenging other sword masters, in the context of this long journey, it was just an interlude, with boredom being the main theme.

Zuo Qiuchi generously shared his experience, saying:

"This is very easy. Just activate the flying sword, set the direction, lie down on it, and with a blink of an eye, you'll be far away."

Ask any cultivator, if they go on a long journey and don't meditate and cultivate, but just wander around the Immortal Treasure Pavilion all day, they'd definitely get bored. Even when I'm sleeping, I'm still practicing swordplay with others.

Chu Mingkong thought about it and agreed, but he couldn't possibly go into seclusion for that long. He would just spend a few days in Wuxiangtian occasionally.

Aunt Gu and Madam Zhen don't have the habit of long-term seclusion and meditation, so we can't neglect them, can we?

His gaze kept drifting towards Aunt Gu's delivery room, and he muttered to himself:

"I wonder if the midwife they found outside is professional or not. They know how to use magic to heal, but they can't use magic to properly deliver the baby, can they?"

Zuo Qiuchi didn't find the rebellious disciple's somewhat unfounded worries annoying.

It's normal to worry; it's inevitable before the baby is born.

Chu Mingkong sensed that Aunt Gu's breathing was steady, which calmed him down somewhat. He asked:

"My dear Master, how much longer until we reach the Sword Emperor Dynasty?"

Zuo Qiuchi stood up and glanced out the window—hmm, this was a route she didn't know.

She asked a maid for directions, and the maid replied:

“Miss Zuo, if there are no unforeseen circumstances along the way, we should arrive in about two and a half months.”

Zuo Qiuchi thanked him, sat down again, and rubbed his elbow against Chu Mingkong's.

"Did you hear that? Two and a half months."

"..." Chu Mingkong looked at the unruly sword fairy woman speechlessly, "You're making it sound like we're not going to your house."

"It doesn't matter. The journey is long, and I don't even know which road I'm on. What can I do?" Zuo Qiuchi showed no remorse whatsoever.

"By the way, Master, what are we going to do after we arrive at the Sword Dynasty?" Chu Mingkong didn't want to keep exuding a worried atmosphere, so he thought about what would happen two and a half months from now.

"What to do... it's nothing much. Just go and say that the marriage arrangement left by our ancestors is no longer valid. Anyway, you were adopted, and Yunhan is a girl. The Chu family has no one left. Just cancel it and that's it."

Zuo Qiuchi spoke as casually as ever, but this attitude only made Chu Mingkong worry that something might go wrong.

Moreover, there are many precedents for such annulment cases. If this attitude is not handled properly, it could lead to a "thirty-year-old crisis..." But seeing how casually Zuo Qiuchi was taking it, Chu Mingkong wondered if he was being too pessimistic.

He also brought the same concern he had for Aunt Gu to the matter of the Sword Dynasty.

But compared to Aunt Gu in the room, Chu Mingkong was also indifferent to the matter of the Sword Dynasty. He could just run away if things didn't work out!

Who's afraid of whom?

But we still have to get there first. Yuehe said that the Sword Dynasty is an interesting place, and there should be some places worth exploring.

As for what makes Chu Mingkong want to guess the "interesting" thing over there, it's probably the balance of power between Yin and Yang in the entire dynasty.

There is an abyss, and there is also its opposite, the sun...

"Master, my dear, what's that place on the other side of the Abyss called in your area?"

"Over there, they call the Abyss the Yin Heart, and the corresponding one is called the Yang Eye. But if you mention Yang Valley or Yang Peak, the people there will know it."

"It took quite a bit of effort to come up with this nickname. Why does one thing need so many names?"

"How would I know? You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

As the master and apprentice exchanged casual banter, Chu Mingkong's anxiety subsided considerably.

When a clear and loud baby cry came from the room, the heavy weight that had been hanging over Chu Mingkong's heart for so long finally lifted!

He rushed in to check on Aunt Gu's condition.

The beautiful woman, who had just given birth, was covered in sweat, with strands of hair clinging to her elegant and gentle face. After a brief moment of pallor, Gu Jun Gui's complexion quickly returned to normal.

The female physician in charge of the delivery looked with some surprise at the baby girl who had just emerged from the amniotic fluid and was now seeing the light of day.

Even for most cultivators, a baby's skin is usually yellowish for the first month after birth. This little guy, however, was born with skin as smooth as jade and fair and tender.

He was born with a cultivation level of three?!

The female doctor could tell that the woman who had given birth did indeed possess some cultivation, but it wasn't particularly high. In other words, it was the little girl's father who was exceptionally skilled in cultivation!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it was real.

Where did this group of people come from? I've never heard of any young scholar with such high cultivation!

Chu Mingkong ignored the female doctor's shock, gave her the reward, inquired about the follow-up precautions, and then let her leave.

Chu Mingkong carefully held the baby, knelt on one knee by the bed, and brought the little baby close to Aunt Gu's face:

"Aunt Gu, look at Little Gugu~"

Gu Jun Gui has already given birth to his child, and being called "Aunt Gu" by him again, so familiar, fills him with a slightly complicated feeling. It's not that he's unhappy, but it just feels a little strange, and he's afraid his future baby might ask about it.

"There's another baby animal... shall we call him Chu Gugu from now on?" Gu Jungui's breathing was still a little unsteady, but fortunately his voice was still strong.

Chu Mingkong laughed and said, "I think Gu Gu is quite cute. Let's keep all the names from now on and see which one Gu Gu likes~"

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(PS: This chapter should be released tonight.)

Chapter Two: Even Cats Get Jealous When Fighting for Milk

The arrival of Little Gugu dispelled the boredom in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. It was as if a new toy had arrived, and the elders took turns carrying Little Gugu around.

Little Gugu barely has any time to herself, tossing and turning in the arms of various elders, keeping her very busy!

Even after ten days, this enthusiasm has not faded; Little Gugu remains the most beloved little baby in the palm of the hands of all the elders.

Seeing this joyful scene, and thinking about how she would soon be sending a new baby to the women, Xiao Zhi was already looking forward to it.

Of course, Xiao Zhi's pregnancy is now impossible to hide, and she will probably give birth sometime around the time she arrives at the Sword Dynasty.

"Mingkong, look at Xiaogugu's nose, it looks just like yours~ And its eye sockets also have the features of Xiling, it will definitely grow up to be dignified and dazzling~!"

While holding Xiao Gugu, Xiao Zhi secretly fed Xiao Gugu when Gu Jun Gui wasn't paying attention, indulging in her maternal instincts ahead of time!

As for Xiao Gu Gu, we can't guarantee her personality yet, but she should be a sweet and gentle girl, right? She can laugh out loud at the slightest teasing.

Chu Mingkong looked at the little Gugu who was having a snack, and also went over to suck on her food. The little baby, whose baby hair was still sparse, let go of her mouth, seemingly generously letting her father taste her food.

Xiao Zhi, used to feeding cats, was surprised to see this little goose being so generous. She couldn't help but chuckle and kiss her pink forehead, saying happily:

"Wow, that's so generous! Now I don't have to worry about you and the cat having tantrums anymore!"

Chu Mingkong took a few sips, and Yun Han's graceful figure appeared in the room. She sat down by the bed and touched the baby, who should be considered her little niece in terms of generation.

"Mingkong, what should Little Gugu call me?"

Xiao Zhi reached out and hugged her eldest daughter, saying in an annoyed tone:

"Gugu doesn't even know how to address people yet, Yunhan, why are you in such a hurry to have someone address you? But Gugu should be calling you aunt, right?"

Little Gugu has now accepted its name. When Xiao Zhi repeatedly mentions the name "Gugu," it curiously makes a "Gugu" sound, but it's mostly just a habitual repetition of the word.

How to teach little girls to distinguish between "gugu" and "gugu" in the future is a real challenge.

Chu Mingkong made the decision: "Just call her 'sister' like I do. Cat and Jiao'er are the same, so there's no need for Gu Gu to be special."

Yunhan didn't care much about these things and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, then let's ignore all the formalities."