System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Unbeknownst to anyone, even before the battle for destiny began, Xia Jiuyou had already sensed the perilous nature of this battlefield and the potential for a life-or-death crisis.

In order to live up to her life and the deep affection between her and Chen Xuan, she took the initiative to stay overnight at Chen Xuan's Beiming Immortal Mansion that night, facing him with sincerity and pouring out her heart.

Between the bed, beside the table, under the beams, in the courtyard... that night, they completely let go of all their identities and constraints, indulging their bodies and minds, entwining themselves in the most intimate moments, pouring their feelings into every... every whisper.

According to ancient immortal texts, it is extremely difficult for a deity or demon undergoing tribulation to reproduce with a first-class celestial being. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to conceive offspring without dozens or even hundreds of times of intercourse.

But who could have imagined that just a few days after Xia Jiuyou parted ways with Chen Xuan the next day, she would develop symptoms of nausea and vomiting.

At first, she thought it was because she and Chen Xuan had been too indulgent that night and had eaten something they shouldn't have, which might have hurt her tongue and throat, so she didn't take it to heart.

However, as time went on, the morning sickness symptoms not only did not subside, but became more and more obvious, and even with her cultivation as a first-class celestial being, she could hardly suppress them.

At that moment, a terrible thought flashed through her mind, and she was shocked.

As a first-class celestial being, she knew her physical condition better than anyone else.

She immediately activated her divine sense and carefully examined her lower abdomen. Upon examination, she froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

Whether it was her innate fertility that came into play, or the seed from Chen Xuan's divine and demonic origin that had such tenacious vitality, she became pregnant after only one fusion with Chen Xuan!

Upon receiving the news, she struggled briefly.

The battlefield is dangerous and fraught with danger. She is pregnant, and if she is not careful, not only will her own life be in danger, but the child in her womb will also be in danger.

After struggling, she finally made up her mind, sought out a vast amount of heaven and earth treasures, and carefully refined them with her own true essence, using them all to nourish and protect the little life in her womb.

From that moment on, her gaze toward Chen Xuan held a different tenderness and concern—a mother's gentleness, a longing for her lover, and an expectation for the future.

"Little thing, do you see that?" Xia Jiuyou murmured to herself, her beautiful cheeks slightly flushed, her gentle eyes fixed on the white-haired demon god in the arena, her eyes filled with pride.

"That's your father. He's displaying incredible prowess on the battlefield; no one can defeat him."

The waves of nausea from morning sickness came over her, but they did not diminish her maternal love in the slightest. Instead, they made her even more curious about her and Chen Xuan's child.

She gently stroked her lower abdomen and murmured softly:

"It is said that the union of immortals and demons is difficult, and the process of conceiving offspring takes an even longer time. Your father is a first-class celestial god, possessing the legendary Crimson Bright Divine Body, and your mother is a first-class celestial immortal. I don't know how long it will take for you to be born safely and come to our side?"

Warm and touching images involuntarily flashed through my mind.

The images depict porcelain dolls, each with exquisite features, their eyes and brows possessing both her cool elegance and Chen Xuan's handsome charm.

A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips, her eyes filled with longing, as she murmured softly, "I wonder if your father prefers daughters or sons more?"

"If it's a daughter, how about we name her Chen You'er?" She gently tapped her lower abdomen with her fingertips, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "The character 'You' in her name holds the bond between us, mother and daughter, and also my hopes for you."

"What if it's a son?"

She frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then gently shook her head.

“Chen Jiuxuan? That’s not appropriate, too sharp, it doesn’t fit my expectations for you… How about Chen Ping’an, or Chen Changsheng…”

Her tone was full of tender expectation, "Mother only hopes that when you grow up, you will be free from disasters and hardships, and live a peaceful life, unlike your father who has to fight all year round and be in danger."

At this moment, Xia Jiuyou was lost in endless longing for the child, completely shedding her former sharpness.

She was no longer the powerful and cunning Xia Jiuyou, the sage saintess who roamed the eight realms, and the decisive and composed warrior on the battlefield.

She was just a little woman full of expectations, longing for her lover, and thinking of her young child; her eyes were full of tenderness and gentleness.

Lost in thought, a violent collision echoed from the distant battlefield. Xia Jiuyou snapped back to reality, looked up, and saw the scene in the void battlefield. She couldn't help but smile gently, nodded softly, and whispered to her lower abdomen:

"My child, watch closely! Within the same realm, your father has always been invincible!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The earth-shattering collision resounded across the battlefield once more as the enormous, strange flying creature hovering in the void was struck by the sharp sword light unleashed by Chen Xuan.

His body trembled violently, the seven-colored immortal light rapidly dimmed, and he let out an extremely shrill scream, his voice filled with disbelief and resentment, roaring:

"No—I am the Holy King's personal disciple, how dare you kill me!"