Chapter 576 - 528: Isn’t This Still Not Pregnant?

Chapter 576: Chapter 528: Isn’t This Still Not Pregnant?

The Empress Dowager feels very aggrieved.

I haven’t even spoken yet, but His Majesty is already fierce.

It’s clearly her own mistake, why does it seem like I’m the one pregnant with Qin Yu’s child?

What a wicked woman!

"Focus and press properly."

The Empress is increasingly displeased.

Where there is no comparison, there is no harm.

I really don’t know how I got by before; such crude methods could somehow satisfy me.

The Empress Dowager almost burst into tears, His Majesty is becoming more and more fierce.

"You go find Qin Yu to press!"

The Empress Dowager felt extremely aggrieved, and immediately regretted as soon as the words left her mouth.

Uh-oh!

His Majesty wouldn’t actually go find Qin Yu, right? The Empress Dowager hurriedly covered her mouth.

"Presumptuous!"

The Empress reprimanded lightly.

This foolish auspice, what on earth was she thinking?

"You’re pregnant with his child anyway, what harm in pressing a bit more?"

The Empress Dowager muttered softly.

"???"

The Empress was shocked.

"I already said, I’m not pregnant!"

The Empress took a deep breath; she herself doesn’t know what is happening inside her body.

But it is definitely not the kind of pregnancy for reproducing offspring!

"You still say you’re not."

The Empress Dowager pointed to the flat belly, her fingers trembling slightly.

Could my perception be wrong?

Such obvious pregnancy energy!

"You..."

The Empress originally didn’t want to explain, but worried the auspice might blurt out in front of Little Ling’Er, she could only snort coldly and say, "If you don’t believe it, see for yourself."

Clearly, the matter cannot be fooled around anymore.

But she can’t just leave the auspice here, not return to the palace?

"Really?"

The Empress Dowager was overjoyed; last time when she wanted to see, she was threatened by His Majesty.

A gentle Moonlight Power enveloped the Empress, and soon, the Empress Dowager’s eyes were somewhat confused, her expression slightly stunned.

How come even she couldn’t discern the truth behind the pregnancy energy?

What is going on?

It’s the first time she has doubts about her innate divine techniques.

"Maj...Your Majesty, could it be that you’ve made a misstep in your cultivation?"

A touch of panic welled up in the Empress Dowager’s beautiful eyes.

"No need to worry, I am, unharmed."

The Empress pushed away the Empress Dowager’s hand and said indifferently.

Seeing her demeanor, presumably she won’t easily say silly things like: Your Majesty, you’re pregnant, from now on!

The Empress Dowager clearly felt the immense power within the Empress, her simple self did not overthink, and her previously unhappy mood also brightened up considerably.

"Your Majesty, then in the future you can’t bully..."

"Shut up."

The bedchamber gradually returned to silence.

The Empress Dowager felt that His Majesty had promised her; from now on, she wouldn’t have to worry about her bullying Qin Yu.

Now, she just needs to be wary of those two foxes.

Unbeknownst to anyone, at this moment in the Lifebound Space, Tu Yaoyao is working hard to gather warm currents.

However, Qin Yu seems no longer satisfied with merely toiling away, welcoming from both sides.

Instead, he has instilled many strange and odd knowledge into this noble, dignified, and enchanting Beauty Clan Leader.

If she doesn’t agree...

Just a single sentence would make her obediently sit.

Tu Yaoyao’s eyes are filled with tears.

Waah!~

The little fox simply doesn’t know how much her Clan Leader sister has endured for her.

The more she thinks about it, the more tears stream down her face, even soaking the bedding.

...

Ten Thousand Grand Mountains.

The sound of sharp winds breaking suddenly rises, in the perilous place originally sparsely populated, at this time shadows flying past are everywhere.

These strong warriors, either in groups of three or five, or alone, all have powerful fluctuations on them.

As large numbers of cultivators rushed in, occasionally a formidable aura passed by, causing the ferocious beasts in the Ten Thousand Grand Mountains to tremble, not even daring to let out roars.

Only within the depths of the Ten Thousand Grand Mountains, one after another giant beast roars arise, immediately followed by a terrifying wave of spiritual power surging forth.

Many powerful ferocious beasts wield extremely strong territorial awareness.

And for the human race cultivators, every piece of flesh and blood on these powerful ferocious beasts is a cultivation resource, those strong enough are relentless in their actions.

In the core area of the vast mountain range, lies a dense forest.

Trees towering tens of meters high break through the clouds, their canopies unfold like giant umbrellas, gently swaying in the breeze as mottled sunlight gets fragmented.

Entering this core area, the air becomes exceptionally fresh, the Spiritual Qi dense enough to almost solidify, turning into a misty haze that lingers among the trees, visible and perceptible.

The trees here are even more unique, their bark engraved with intricate patterns that seem to contain ancient and mysterious powers, flashing and vanishing like living creatures.

Vines entwine like chains of time, tightly connecting the old trees. Every inch of branches and every vein of leaves seems to condense the essence of heaven and earth, sparkling with a faint glow, giving the entire forest an even more mysterious allure, tempting the imagination.

Cultivators stepping into this place clearly feel an unparalleled comfort in their bodies; just taking a breath causes the Spiritual Qi within them to tremble slightly.

"The surge of Spiritual Qi is undoubtedly a sign of ancient ruins appearing!"

"Nonsense, Flame Guard himself has descended. What can alarm Flame Guard other than ancient ruins? Moreover, the legacy inside is bound to be extraordinary."

"Haha, didn’t expect old me, whose life’s ending soon, to encounter such a fortune!"

At this moment, more than ten figures stand proudly in this area, surrounded by enigmatic fluctuations, all powerful cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm. In various territories, such strength is enough to make them rulers, revered by everyone.

Their eyes occasionally look up to the sky, where myriad rays of light linger ceaselessly, enveloped by a harmonious auspicious aura. Occasionally, a majestic phantom appears in the air, like a deity descending, instilling awe. Now and then, an ancient bronze gate emerges, adorned with intricate patterns, captivating enough with a mere glance to urge one to seek this place, break through the gate, and seize the fortune.

However, these giants, though visibly excited, did not disrupt the array formation. In fact, they remained wary of each other yet showed no signs of making a move.

Because, on an ancient tree, stands a graceful figure in fine armor, bathing in sunlight, resembling a golden Valkyrie.

A mysterious fluctuation sweeps around this beautiful figure, causing astonishment.

Yan Ruo stands quietly under the anomaly, indifferent to the wary glances from within the forest, her deep eyes locked on the anomalies in the sky.

According to the pattern of previous days, the anomaly should have ended half an hour ago.

However, today’s occurrence not only persists but becomes clearer, and the density of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi has already surpassed its usual level by dozens of times.

All signs indicate that ancient ruins are about to emerge.

"Boom!..."

A sudden explosion reverberates across the firmament, shaking every inch of space.

Following that, the deep and resounding sound of war drums echoes across the heavens and earth, seemingly traversing from ancient times, awakening the slumbering world. Subsequently, the Spiritual Qi permeating the heavens and earth seems ignited by an invisible fire, boiling and surging, transforming into curling mist, rising and obscuring half of the sky.

Under the intense gazes, the ground begins to crack, and ancient, mysterious array patterns emerge.

In an instant, a massive vortex of Spiritual Qi forms silently in mid-air, like the mouth of heaven and earth, devouring everything around. The vast volumes of Spiritual Qi seem summoned inexplicably, rushing to converge at the vortex center, creating a spectacular scene.

Within this heart-palpitating torrent of Spiritual Qi, an old and desolate ancient bronze gate slowly reveals itself, engraved with the marks of time and unknown powers, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura, standing there silently.

"Ancient ruins have emerged!"

A startled cry suddenly erupts, and from the dense forest afar, figures swiftly approach.

Even sensing the powerful aura of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators ahead couldn’t dampen the fervor in their eyes.

Yan Ruo’s face slightly tensed; the emergence of the ruins was earlier than she anticipated.

She did not intend to voice out to stop the commotion below, nor did she intend to prevent others from approaching.

As Flame Guard, without the Empress’s decree, she couldn’t monopolize the ruins.

The news of ancient ruins emerging quickly spread across the entire Great Yan Immortal Country, and even surrounding Immortal Country cultivators somewhat received word.

The already unstable borderland, under the temptation of vast fortunes, seemed nonexistent, as batches of cultivators couldn’t hold back and recklessly rushed into the Mountain Miao Hall region.

...

"Ancient ruins?"

Qin Yu held Bai Yaoyin close, somewhat surprised.

As the Chief Steward of the Imperial City Leisure Pavilion, although she hadn’t personally gone to the border, she received the news promptly.

"There should be many cultivators gathered there; I wonder who will ultimately obtain the fortune within."

Qin Yu sighed with a hint of regret.

Seeing him with such an expression, Bai Yaoyin was slightly startled.

Her husband differed starkly from other cultivators.

Recently, the Imperial Capital has also been unsettled, with the news of ancient ruins attracting countless self-assured cultivators to venture from afar.

Even those aware of their insufficient strength couldn’t remain indifferent upon hearing the news.

After all, if one could seize such a fortune, it could propel them to great heights, even establishing themselves in the Imperial Capital, a place of hidden talents.

Yet, upon receiving the news, her husband merely sighed, without even a hint of ardor in his eyes.

It was as if he never considered participating.

"Husband, don’t you want to try?"

Bai Yaoyin asked curiously.

Even she felt tempted upon hearing the news, although she hadn’t gone personally, the Carefree Pavilion organized cultivators to go.

As for whether they could obtain the fortune in the end, truthfully, Bai Yaoyin wasn’t very confident.

"No desire."

Qin Yu replied without the slightest consideration.

What fortune could compare to the flame within his body?

Moreover, he hadn’t forgotten the black-robed individuals he encountered on his way to the Imperial Capital.

Though unaware of their origin, Qin Yu could discern that there is a colossal power behind them; otherwise, how dare they intercept Flame Guard, causing chaos in various Immortal Countries.

Qin Yu had no interest in risking his life to compete with countless cultivators for that so-called fortune.

In his view, it was more practical to diligently work hard than to vie for fortune.

With this thought, Qin Yu flipped himself up.

"Husband, you promised today would be the last time."

Bai Yaoyin’s body trembled slightly, she whispered, the words carrying a hint of a weak plea.

She had already deeply experienced the benefits brought by the warm current within her body.

Yet, her body couldn’t cope anymore.

Qin Yu affectionately pecked her little dimples, this delicate wife, living too comfortably, never experienced hardship.

It’s noteworthy that at the time, even Lin Qianqian could endure longer; they had truly suffered enough hardships, finally capturing a chance, persisting despite the pain.

Of course, back then, he didn’t possess the Pure Yang Divine Body, the pressure he exerted was far lesser than now.

Nevertheless, be it Lin Qianqian or Little Immortal Wife Su Xiyue, they were tireless, persisting until every last ounce of strength was exhausted.