Ball Ball Cultivation

Seeing the cheerful and open-minded Lan Guoer who was only half dead, Qiuqiu was very moved.

He said weakly, "Sister Xu, if I fail, I will use all my cultivation to give birth to the child. Can you accept me as a disciple of Elder Xu? Seeing how my cultivation has declined, the child must have spiritual roots. As long as he grows up safely, everything will be fine."

Seeing this scene, Qiuqiu felt sorry for him. "When I came in, I saw your husband had returned. You can tell him. Don't say anything yet. I brought some spiritual liquid. Drink a drop to keep your strength."

"It's been such a long time since he came in. I guess he was stopped by that good sister again. She was the one who caused my premature birth! Sister Xu, I beg you, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, so I want to give you the baby I bought with my life. Don't worry, the loyal servants I brought with me will take care of the little baby until he grows up."

Qiuqiu's spiritual sense probed out of the delivery room and indeed saw a delicate woman in pink talking to Wang Jiang. Although Wang Jiang's face was anxious, he had no intention of entering the delivery room to take a look! They were all cultivators, and they heard everything Lan Guo'er and Qiuqiu said clearly. Even so, he remained indifferent. I don't know what he was thinking. In the past, Wang Jiang and Lan Guo'er seemed to have a very close relationship, but now he ignored his wife and children and was whispering with this useless cousin.

Qiuqiu drove the midwife out and immediately performed a few cleaning spells. She took out two medical robots that had delivered her baby before and used her spiritual energy to slowly probe into her belly and slowly correct the baby's position. There was very little amniotic fluid in the baby, and if the baby was not born, it would suffocate to death.

After all the operations, Qiuqiu was sweating profusely. After finally correcting the fetal position, Lan Guoer had no strength to give birth. She had to sacrifice herself and use her cultivation to gain strength to give birth.

Qiuqiu immediately fed her another mouthful of spiritual liquid, and finally took out a piece of deep-sea purple Scrophulariaceae and put it into Lan Guoer's mouth. This was a fifth-grade high-level medicinal herb, and it took him a long time to cultivate such a plant. He cut a piece from the side, and he didn't know if it could still survive.

It was a fifth-grade spiritual material, and it was something like deep-sea Scrophulariaceae that replenished vital energy and vitality. The effect had to be immediate, and Lan Guoer gradually gained strength.

Qiuqiu added fuel to the fire and shouted, "Lan Guoer, you must live and give birth to the child. If you die, someone will take your place, sleep with your Taoist partner, kill your child, and spend your spirit stones. Do you think you're willing to accept that?!"

Lan Guoer, who was dazed and trying to gather her strength, heard this and cried out in pain, "Ah!" The child was born, a boy covered in bruises. He didn't cry. Qiuqiu immediately used his spiritual power to clean the mucus in his mouth and gently patted him a few times before the child whimpered like a kitten. Finally, mother and child were safe.

After cleaning up the delivery room and activating a protective formation, Lan Guoer immediately took the Soul-Replenishing Pill and the Soul-Restoring Pill and sat cross-legged to practice. Qiuqiu had no choice but to look after the child and condense the spiritual energy into threads to clear the child's body. This operation was quite difficult. If it weren't for the long-term alchemy operation that could achieve fine control, Qiuqiu really wouldn't dare to do this.

An hour later, Lan Guoer's complexion recovered a little. Qiuqiu was about to ask her about her future plans when she heard footsteps outside. Qiuqiu put away the formation plate and saw a middle-aged couple with a group of people entering the delivery room. The middle-aged woman cried and hugged Lan Guoer in her arms, and the two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly!

The middle-aged man saw Qiuqiu holding a baby in a swaddling cloth, and he moved over gently and smiled at the child.

"Father, mother, elder brother, and second brother, this is my savior. If she hadn't arrived in time and given me the life-saving medicine, I would have died long ago."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and saluted sincerely: "I, Miao Yun, will remember this kindness and will definitely repay you if I can be of use in the future."

The middle-aged beauty walked over to Qiuqiu, holding up a palm-sized ebony cup in her hand. The quality of the cup was unclear. "Thank you for saving my daughter's life. My name is Lan Lian. This is a little Gu with the potential to become a Golden Gu King. It was born not long ago and I'm giving it to you as a gift. The Gu King is like your own child and must be treated with care. After the contract is signed, it can resist various toxins. Once it grows into a Golden Gu Queen, it will be immune to all poisons. We Miao people are all about repaying kindness and revenge. This is to repay you for saving my daughter's life. Miao Yun's promise just now will not change."

After that, he used his spiritual power to outline a partnership contract. It was more complicated than the average partnership contract, and somewhat similar to a natal contract. "This is a contract unique to the Miao people. The rights of both parties are similar to those of a natal contract, but unlike a natal contract, you can only contract one spirit beast. This little Gu King is also a spirit beast, equivalent to an insect king. You just need to take a drop of ordinary blood and apply it to the formation!"

Qiuqiu still asked hesitantly: "Is this a gift for Xiaobao?" It seems that I have the nerve to take advantage of a baby.

Hearing this, Lan Lian laughed. "I was planning to give it to him, but now he's a boy and relatively weak, so it's not suitable. I was planning to give it to Wang Jiang for self-defense. He's already a Jindan cultivator, and he's Guo'er's Taoist partner, so it would help him nourish his body. Even if he raised a Yin Gu King, it would only benefit him. But now it seems that he doesn't need it."

Qiuqiu understood, saying no more. He forced a drop of blood from his fingertips into the contract symbol. The bloody contract landed on the small head pattern of the Little Gu King and disappeared. The thumb-sized insect had originally been light gold all over, with only its head showing a darker gold. Now, the gold on its head had deepened, with a hint of purple in the center.

Lan Lian immediately covered the ebony cup and handed it to Qiuqiu, saying in a voice transmission, "Although this little Gu King is rare, it's not terribly special. Only after becoming a Golden Gu King can it be considered a powerful existence in our clan. However, this little Gu King has undergone a slight mutation after recognizing its master, with a purple color appearing on its head. I wonder if it originally had the attribute of thunder, and only revealed this attribute after recognizing its master."

After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "Another possibility is that according to the ancient records of our clan, even more powerful than the Golden Gu King is the Purple Gold Gu King. This is a Gu King with the potential to become a god, bearing the imprint of rules recognized by the laws of heaven and earth, and capable of commanding all insects. You shouldn't take it out lightly. Although the possibility is less than one in a million, even an ordinary mutated Gu King would be coveted. You saved Guo'er's life, so I will have my Golden Gu King erase the memory of this mutation in a moment, so don't worry about it leaking out from us."

Lan Lian is also a person of action. When Qiuqiu took the ebony cup, he saw her muttering to herself.

Afterwards, Qiuqiu handed the child to Lan Lian and asked, "How do you feed this?"

Lan Lian was also unequivocal, "The little Gu King is very smart and will communicate with you about anything you need. If you want to cultivate a tacit understanding, you can keep it in your body, or you can shrink the ebony cup and make it into a pendant to wear on your chest or waist."

Qiuqiu declined to have insects in his body, and used the shrinking technique to hang a piece of translucent silk thread around his waist. This thumb-sized little Gu King was a little cute, a little domineering, and a little tsundere, and he hadn't contacted him yet.

Qiuqiu returned home with the newly acquired Gu King - Gu Gu.