Adorably Cute Baby: Mommy's Going Against the Heavens

Below the abyss, the expected pain didn't come; instead, she heard a whistling wind and the roar of rushing water. With a splash, the icy river instantly engulfed Shen Yunxi. Like a drifting leaf, she was swept downstream by the swift current. The cold water filled her mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe. Her consciousness gradually faded until she finally succumbed to darkness…

Time flies, and the seasons change.

Five years later.

In the Sealed Demon Forest, hundreds of flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, creating a sea of ​​blossoms. Two small figures darted swiftly through the floral tapestry, as fast as lightning and as agile as monkeys.

Wherever they passed, countless petals were stirred and swirled, a dazzling display like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. At the same time, they startled the colorful butterflies resting among the flowers, who fluttered and danced, adding even more vitality to this sea of ​​blossoms.

"We have to hurry, Mother is leaving the pass today." The little boy had delicate features, red lips and white teeth, a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, and a pair of bright, dark eyes beneath thick, curled eyelashes. Perhaps because of the long journey, his little face was flushed, and he was panting heavily.

"Mother, why did you have to make us go to the Demon Cave for training when a packet of poison could have solved it?" The little girl frowned slightly, her cherry lips pouted, and she sighed softly. Her thick, black hair drew a graceful arc in the air as she shook her head. But her figure remained resolute, moving swiftly like a ghost, leaving a trail of afterimages behind her.

At this moment, outside the medicine furnace stood a woman, tall and graceful, her white dress accentuating her snow-white skin. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn, like distant mountains, while her eyes were clear and bright, like a crescent moon twinkling in the night sky. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down, and her unadorned face was beautifully pure and radiant, like a piece of fine white jade, exuding a soft glow.

In the woman's arms, a small, snow-white fox was curled up in a ball, its fluffy, soft fur like the first snowflakes falling in winter. Her slender, white fingers gently stroked the fox's head, one stroke at a time, tender and rhythmic.

"Mother."

"Mother."

With a "whoosh," two figures suddenly stopped in front of the woman.

"Mother, you're finally out of seclusion!" The boy's joyful voice came from the bottom of his heart.

"Wow, Mommy, you're even more beautiful than before!" The little girl smiled and praised her mother from the bottom of her heart.

This woman was Shen Yunxi, who fell into Ghost Cry Cliff five years ago. At that time, she was just a wandering soul who had transmigrated and was attached to the original owner's body.

The real Shen Yunxi had already perished under Jiang Shuyue's vicious scheme, her soul returning to the heavens. However, the fetus in her womb seemed to be blessed by the heavens, miraculously surviving the violent shock of the mother falling off the cliff and the invasion of the icy river water, stubbornly living in her womb.

When she transmigrated, the pain of childbirth was overwhelming, leaving her as weak as a candle in the wind. A chilling wind blew around her, and countless scarlet eyes flickered in the darkness—these were demonic beasts drawn by the scent of blood. If it weren't for the seemingly frail white fox in her arms suddenly unleashing astonishing power, using its icy blue foxfire to repel the demonic beasts, she and her two weak children would likely have perished beneath their fangs.