"It's fine. As long as it's a Crystal Core Fragment, it doesn't matter whether it's the original one. If I'm not mistaken, you created this Crystal Core Fragment using that treasure of yours, didn't you?" the Reincarnation Saint said.
"Saint, you are wise indeed. That is exactly the case," Fan Lang said.
"To be able to create Crystal Core Fragments, that treasure of yours is truly formidable. Even the Seven Rings in my possession pale in comparison."
"Haha, Saint, you're too modest. Everyone knows how extraordinary your Seven Rings are. Compared to them, this thing in my hand is just a trinket."
"Then it seems you're the truly modest one."
Their conversation was fairly harmonious, completely unlike their previous confrontation.
The Reincarnation Saint had now accepted the fact that Fan Lang's wings had grown strong. Since he could no longer suppress him, he could only coexist with him amicably.
Repairing the Law Tablet was a momentous occasion for Fan Lang, but another great event would follow soon after.
His precious daughter was about to be born!
By calculation, his daughter had only been in the womb for ten months. For a Child of Destiny, ten months was not a long gestation period.
Many Children of Destiny remained in their mothers' wombs for years, even decades or longer, only emerging once every aspect of them had matured.
Some Children of Destiny were born with the appearance of adults rather than helpless infants crying for milk.
Fan Lang did not care how long the gestation lasted, only about the final result. He wanted his daughter to be born in the most perfect state possible. As long as the desired result was achieved, it did not matter when she was born.
He had invested an enormous amount of effort into his daughter,