Many descendants

When Qing Linghuan heard that Su Yan had woken up, she rushed over to check on her. "Are you really alright?"

Su Yan laughed and said, "I'm perfectly fine, what could be wrong with me? You look so thin."

"You scared me." Qing Linghuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "...It's good that you're alright for now."

Qing Linghuan knew that Xiao Mei must have done something to wake her up.

For Xiaomei, if Su Yan becomes pregnant, nurturing the fetus is her most important responsibility.

If Su Yan's deep sleep affects the fetus's development, she will force Su Yan to wake up.

The next day, Su Yan took Xiao Ke'er to the full moon celebration.

The will of Heaven has arrived.

When Su Yan saw him, she said nothing. At this moment, he was the Dao Venerable, the Lord of the Beast World. For him to perform the ceremony for Xiao Ke'er was also a blessing from Heaven.

The Heavenly Dao's gaze swept over Xiao Ke'er, finally settling on Su Yan's face. "Yan Yan."

Su Yan nodded, "Thank you, Daoist Master."

Heavenly Dao held Xiao Ke'er in his arms, announced to Heaven and Earth, and performed the full-month ceremony.

After the ceremony, he gave Xiao Ke'er a small storage bag as a full-moon gift, then handed the child over to Zong Sili, set up a barrier, and spoke to Su Yan alone.

"Yan Yan, you should do your job, exercise your power and fulfill your responsibilities, is that what you told the children?"

“Yes.” Su Yan looked up into his eyes and replied.

"Then, as the ruler of Heaven, is it wrong for me to do things that benefit the beast world?"

"none."

"Am I guilty of exercising the power of Heaven's will?"

"none."

Why are you punishing me?

"As the Heavenly Dao, you are perfect and beyond reproach. That is why you are able to stand here today."

What if I were your partner?

"Want to hear the truth?"

"Yan Yan, it's not that I... can't live without you!"

"What a coincidence, so am I."

"You!" A flash of shame and anger crossed Tiandao's eyes. He was just putting on a brave face, but what she said was true!

Su Yan didn't care at all. "If you weren't the Heavenly Dao, do you think I would accept you? I do like beautiful women, but for me, that's just icing on the cake. The most important thing is the beauty itself! You are the exact opposite."

"Should I be glad that I am the Heavenly Dao?"

"That's right!"

"Yan Yan, do you dare to gamble with me on another worldly relationship? If in the end you still despise me, after I regain my divine position, I will never entangle myself with you again!"

"It's not a matter of daring or not daring, it's just that I disdain playing games with you."

"Whether it's child's play or absurdity, let's gamble this once!" With that, Tiandao left.

Su Yan asked Xiao Mei, "What does he mean by that?"

Xiao Mei replied: "Heaven probably wants us to be like Jun, falling in love and being together."

Su Yan: [He's gone mad!]

A rumbling sound of thunder echoed in the sky, but it quickly disappeared.

Jian appeared beside Su Yan, his expression first solemn, then he raised an eyebrow and smiled at Su Yan, "The first tribulation of the Yuan Beast World is unexpectedly the tribulation of the Heavenly Dao. Yan Yan, you don't need to pay attention to him."

"The calamity of the Yuan Beast World? But 120,000 years is far from over!" Su Yan exclaimed in astonishment.

"It's not necessarily 120,000 years; it could be two years, or it could be three million years. On average, it's roughly 120,000 years. Sometimes, the next tribulation begins right after the previous one ends."

"What tribulation?" Su Yan knew he was telling the truth, because from ancient times to the present, he had experienced countless tribulations.

"Like the era of gods and demons, the first was the tribulation of fire, and the second was the storm of world destruction."

"Fire Calamity, World-Destroying Storm? Aren't these the ultimate techniques of fire and wind magic?"

"The profound truths did not appear out of thin air, but were passed down after this calamity."

"The origin of beast world civilization?"

"You could also say that the civilization of the Beast World is the remnant of the Beast World's calamity."

"What does the Heavenly Dao mean by this cycle of tribulations?" Su Yan looked at the lightning tribulation clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Jian looked at her, his smile growing even brighter. "How about we try a different Heavenly Dao?"

"That's obvious," Su Yan rolled her eyes at him. "Let's entertain the guests first."

……

After Xiao Ke'er's full moon celebration, everything seemed to have returned to normal.

But the persistent cloud of tribulation in the sky serves as a warning that the world of primordial beasts is currently undergoing a calamity, and there is always a sense of unease lurking and gathering strength.

Xiao said to Su Yan, "Mother, my father is not in the Wilderness River."

"I know." Su Yan hugged the little one.

This cycle of fate is forcing her to make a choice. That's what she hates most about him—he never speaks properly and always resorts to underhanded tactics, setting traps to lure people into his schemes.

"Host, are you going to help Heaven avert its calamity?" Xiao Mei asked.

Su Yan held the baby, resting her chin on the top of his head, and asked, "Do you like your father?"

Xiao Meimei replied, "To Xiao Meimei, he is the best father. His room has always been protected by the Heavenly Dao, so none of us can enter, not even Sister Xiao Meiqi. But Xiao Meimei's formless body is special; no barrier or seal can stop her."

Su Yan didn't know, "An upgraded version of Xiaomi Qi?"

"Mother, can you forgive Father?" the little girl pleaded.

"Your mother and father just had a disagreement about some things and couldn't reach an agreement. It was just a normal argument." Su Yan took out two lollipops from her system space and fed him one. "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet," Xiao replied, a faint smile on her face.

Su Yan also ate one. "Don't worry, Mother will take care of it soon."

"really?"

"Yes, Mother promises." Su Yan smiled and said, "As a member of the divine race, we have an excessively long lifespan. If disagreements arise, they will inevitably be lengthy as well."

"If it's a good thing, may you be happy forever. But if there are conflicts, it's better to resolve them quickly, right, Mother?"

“Our little one is right.” Su Yan kissed his little face.

As parents, it is a dereliction of duty to make children feel uneasy and panicked.

Su Yan summoned Jian.

Jian knew what she was going to do, so he touched her belly and asked, "What did Xiaomei say?"

“She can hold me off for ten days, but any longer and she’ll pull my soul back.” Su Yan raised her hand to touch his face, then hugged him. “Jian, I like you.”

"Hmm?" Jian was surprised at first, then the usual nonchalant arrogance in his eyes disappeared, replaced by tenderness and affection. "Why are you suddenly confessing to me?"

“Just some everyday sweet talk, hehe~ Do you like it?” Su Yan blinked.

Jian lowered his head and kissed her lips, "I love you!"

As Jian kissed her, Su Yan slowly closed her eyes and fell into his arms...

"Xiaomei, there are only ten days, not a second more."

【Yes. 】

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Ancient gods and demons.

In the human realm, in Dongyang, the capital of the Great Yao Kingdom.

Song Guogong Mansion.

Inside the octagonal pavilion by Moon Lake, Song Zhuo, dressed in a plain white brocade robe, lay languidly on a sandalwood bench.

Her long, ink-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her long eyebrows arched to her temples, and her phoenix eyes, like dots of ink, reflected the candlelight in the open pavilion, chilling and piercing to the bone.

Between her jade-like fingers, she held a sealed letter sealed with wax. Beside her stood a tea stove with animal patterns, its black iron kettle emitting white, pervasive steam.

A breeze blew.

Ripples spread across the water, the sun was high in the sky and there was no moon; the stars shone brightly, their light filling the lake's surface.

Song Zhuo's thin lips curved into a cold, sharp smile. He tossed the secret letter in his hand into the tea stove, where it vanished without a trace as the flame flickered.