Wu Zhao Gives Birth

"Zhuge Xiang!"

In the Nanke Dreamscape, the scene of Wu Zhao calling out Zhuge Xiang's name with tears streaming down her face was deeply imprinted in Zhuge Xiang's mind and could not be forgotten. However, Wu Zhao calling out Zhuge Xiang's name did not only exist in the dream. In reality, Wu Zhao was indeed calling out Zhuge Xiang's name in the Imperial Palace of the Great Tang Dynasty.

Inside the Imperial Palace Bedchamber the Great Tang, groups of palace maids were busy at work, their faces showing tension. Palace, civil and Civil and Military Officials knelt, their expressions also filled with unease.

Many palace maids could be seen carrying hot water into the Bedchamber, all looking busy. Several midwives were directing them, while an old imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital was taking Wu Zhao's pulse with a thread, observing her physical condition...

Wu Zhao was pregnant and the time for her to give birth had come. As the Empress, who in the Imperial Palace would dare to neglect the matter of childbirth? Even the Civil and Military Officials, knowing that Wu Zhao was blessed by the Heavenly Dao National Fortune and the nation's fortune, dared not be careless. Furthermore, countless Void Returning Stage powerhouses Third Layer of the Great Tang Dynasty surrounded the Bedchamber in Third Layer to guard against any villains.

Wow...

The days dragged on endlessly. More than an hour passed before a loud, powerful cry rang out from the Bedchamber. The Bedchamber doors opened, and a midwife, beaming with joy, rushed out, announcing to the kneeling Civil and Military Officials, "Your Excellencies, please return. Her Majesty 'Your Majesty delivery was successful; she has given birth to Prince."

Upon hearing this, the Civil and Military Officials kneeling outside the Bedchamber breathed a sigh of relief. Although they knew the Empress was blessed by the National Fortune, the fact that the delivery had gone smoothly still felt like a huge burden had been lifted from their shoulders. They rose one after another, not daring to make a sound, and left in succession.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of Prince!" Inside the Bedchamber, all the maids knelt down, their faces beaming with joy.

For Wu Zhao, childbirth was a major hurdle, and the same was true for these palace maids. If the delivery went smoothly, the emperor would be overjoyed and would naturally bestow generous rewards. However, if the delivery went wrong, they would also inevitably lose their heads.

"Bring the child to me," Wu Zhao said weakly, lying on the dragon bed and hearing the congratulatory voices of the palace maids.

As soon as she finished speaking, a palace maid carefully carried the Prince to Wu Zhao's bedside.

The little Prince's dark eyes darted around, full of lively spirit. Looking at his features, one could vaguely make out his outline and expression, which bore a resemblance to Zhuge Xiang. As Wu Zhao looked at the little Prince, her face was filled with maternal love and kindness. At this moment, she was no longer the high and mighty ruler of a country, but a mother, simply a mother.

"From now on, you'll be my companion. Looking at your chubby little face, I'll call you Tiger Cub," Wu Zhao said softly, her eyes full of affection as she looked at the little Prince.

As Prince, it was indeed inappropriate to name him Tiger Cub), but it somehow gave people a feeling of great love.

"Hehehe..." As if quite pleased with the name his mother had given him, the little Prince suddenly let out a burst of childish laughter.

Inside the Dragon Tomb, as Wu Zhao successfully gave birth to Prince, Zhuge Xiang Zhuge Xiang felt a slight stirring in his heart. He sensed something, as if he had been given an extra connection in the dark, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

"Zhuge Xiang, what's wrong now? Still thinking about the dream you just had?" Ying Wushuang asked, seeing Zhuge Xiang suddenly lost in thought again.

At this point, she suddenly looked very curious and smiled at Zhuge Xiang, "By the way, you still haven't told me what kind of dream you just had. Speaking of which, people at our level of cultivation rarely dream, right?"

"It's nothing, I just dreamt that you got married and had a bunch of kids," Zhuge Xiang replied casually without even thinking, in response to Ying Wushuang's curiosity.

"You..." Upon hearing that she had married and had a large family, Ying Wushuang, and with a mixture of shame and anger, spat at him, "You're talking nonsense. You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."

"Nonsense, have you ever seen a dog spit out ivory?" Zhuge Xiang shamelessly continued in response to Wu Zhao's words.

"By the way, Zhuge Xiang, how did you end up in this Dragon Tomb?" Knowing she couldn't out-argue Zhuge Xiang, Ying Wushuang changed the subject and asked.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to come to this Dragon Tomb to train a bit," Zhuge Xiang replied after hearing Ying Wushuang's words, without telling her Ying Wushuang she might encounter danger.

"You? Very well, with your strength, you'll definitely gain more from this experience than I have," Ying Wushuang said, glancing at Zhuge Xiang giving him a thorough once-over.

"What? Do you think I've suddenly become much more handsome?" Zhuge Xiang asked with a smile as Ying Wushuang stared at him, his tone becoming much Ying Wushuang.

Although Zhuge Xiang and Ying Wushuang had some acquaintance, their relationship wasn't particularly deep, so they rarely joked around when speaking.

However, the thirty years in the dream, the war surrounding Ying Wushuang, made Zhuge Xiang and her acquainted for decades. Although he knew it was just a dream, after waking up, he still felt very familiar with Ying Wushuang.

Ying Wushuang was somewhat surprised by Zhuge Xiang's casual and joking attitude, as she rarely saw this side of him. However, compared to Zhuge Xiang's attitude, Ying Wushuang was more concerned about the inexplicable change in him. "It's nothing, it's just that I feel your temperament has changed. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it feels like looking at flowers through a fog, as if you're about to ascend to the Immortal and Demonic Realms at any moment."

Ying Wushuang's words startled Zhuge Xiang slightly. He sighed inwardly, "Indeed, this Nanke Dreamscape is the most abundant treasure left by the Dragon Ancestor. Although it cannot directly improve one's strength, living through a lifetime in the dream has an indescribable effect on one's character."

While I can't say that I'll definitely be able to ascend to the Immortal and Demonic Realms once I reach the peak of the Great Accomplishment Stage, at least with my current state of mind, my chances of success are much higher than others.

"I think you've gone a bit mad cultivating in this Dragon Tomb. Even those Cultivators at the Great Accomplishment Stage Realm haven't ascended. Do you think I, with my mere Dharma Aspect Realm cultivation, can ascend?" Zhuge Xiang thought to himself, but outwardly remained calm and jokingly laughed.

"That's true, I was overthinking it." Hearing Zhuge Xiang's words, Ying Wushuang also felt that she had been overthinking it. Aspiring to ascend from the Dharma Aspect Realm? That was completely impossible.

"By the way, how long have you been at the Dragon Ancestor's tomb? Have you seen the tombstone?" Instead of wasting any more time thinking about Zhuge Xiang, Ying Wushuang turned her attention to him and asked.

As he spoke, he looked around and said, "I heard from my Dragon Clan friends that there's a tombstone several tens of feet tall here at the Dragon Ancestor's tomb, with eighty-one Spirit Vein imprisoned on it. But I've searched everywhere and haven't seen it."

"Really? Is there a tombstone here? I just arrived and didn't see one." It wouldn't be a good thing if others found out that he had removed the Dragon Ancestor's tombstone, and it might even attract the hostility of the Dragon Clan. Therefore, Zhuge Xiang pretended to be ignorant and acted as if he knew nothing about it.

"Let's look for it. The Dragon Tomb can only be entered once a time. All eighty-one Spirit Vein are imprisoned on the tombstone. Such an unparalleled scene is a waste of a trip to the Dragon Tomb if we don't take a look." Ying Wushuang did not doubt Zhuge Xiang's words. Since he did not know, it meant he had not seen it. Therefore, Ying Wushuang suggested that they look for it.

Looking for it? The tombstone is still lying safely in his storage space. Zhuge Xiang naturally didn't want to waste time looking for it, but to avoid suspicion, he could only nod and accompany Zhuge Xiang Ying Wushuang to search around the Dragon Ancestor's tomb.

The Dragon Ancestor was enormous, rivaling the Undying Great Roc that stretched for thousands of miles, resembling a continuous mountain range. Although its cultivation was not low, its vision and Divine Sense were greatly suppressed due to the gray mist. Therefore, Zhuge Xiang and his companion searched slowly, spending a full hour circling the Dragon Clan's tomb. As for the result? Naturally, they couldn't find the Dragon Ancestor's tombstone.

"That's strange. A tombstone tens of feet tall should be very conspicuous, so why can't I find it?" After searching for a long time without finding the tombstone, Ying Wushuang frowned slightly, her face full of doubt. In this Dragon Tomb, who would dare to remove the Dragon Ancestor's tombstone?

"Those destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away; those not destined to meet will not meet even face to face. Since you can't find it, it means you're not destined to be here. Just like you, you've been in this Dragon Tomb for over two months and still haven't found it, while I've only been here a few days and I've already arrived. Since we're not destined to be here, don't force it," Zhuge Xiang hurriedly said to Ying Wushuang, afraid that Ying Wushuang would drag him to search again.

Zhuge Xiang's words truly hit the nail on the head for Ying Wushuang. Indeed, she had been in the Dragon Tomb for more than two months before finally arriving at the Dragon Ancestor's tomb. Her Luck was truly terrible, far inferior to Zhuge Xiang's.

Finding Zhuge Xiang's words reasonable, and after some thought, Ying Wushuang realized that perhaps she truly was not destined to be with the Dragon Ancestor's tombstone. So, she stopped thinking about it, nodding helplessly, and said, "Alright, since that's the case, let's not think about the tombstone anymore. The Dragon Ancestor's body was buried with endless treasures, and everyone who enters is qualified to choose one item they are destined to receive. You should also look around and see if there's anything useful."

"Oh? How could I possibly accept that?" Zhuge Xiang said with a smile upon hearing Ying Wushuang's words.

Yes, they've already removed someone's tombstone, and now they want to search for a treasure here? How could they possibly be so polite? But Zhuge Xiang isn't the kind of person to be polite, especially not to a dead dragon. (To be continued...)