Luoshen's body seemed to contain another world, one undergoing earth-shaking changes. All kinds of powers intertwined, nourishing the little life through the organ connecting mother and child, allowing her to undergo transformative growth.
This tiny body already possessed the qualities of an Upper God and had mastered every aspect of martial ability. Though she was small, if that Little Pink Fist were swung with force, it could blow apart an entire starfield.
Even after strengthening her to such an extent, Fan Lang, the ambitious father-to-be, was still unsatisfied and continued reinforcing his daughter's divine body.
The system's power had played an indispensable role. Streams of numerical radiance surrounded the little life, strengthening her down to the particle level.
Throughout the process, Fan Lang kept watch over his daughter and communicated with her, not daring to let down his guard in the slightest.
"Daughter, if you feel like you can't endure it, tell me. Don't force yourself," Fan Lang conveyed through Luoshen.
"Father, I think I'm doing fine. Keep going," the little life replied.
"Good. Then the three of us will work a little harder together."
"Father, will I be very powerful after I'm born?"
"Of course."
"Will I be even more powerful than you?"
"You little girl, your ambition isn't small. You want to surpass me right after being born?"
"I don't just want to surpass you. I want to surpass all living beings and become the strongest one in the universe!"
"You're certainly competitive. But I can't blame you. Before you were even born, I started increasing your strength, making you develop the idea that power comes first. Pursuing power is difficult and dangerous, so you must be prepared for that. I hope you can live freely and carefree, yet I have no choice but to impose certain things