Unexpected Motherhood

"Just call me Ah Yin. Blue Silver Emperor sounds strange."

Ah Yin pouted. She had lived in human society for a long time, and she very much identified with human culture.

Though Blue Silver Emperor was indeed her identity, using it directly as a name was far too strange, wasn't it?

Then she continued asking, "How do you know my name? And Tang Hao and Tang San—how do you know them?"

Ah Yin's eyes fixed on Mu Zhe, her expression very serious. It was clearly a question, but her tone was full of certainty.

Back when she had still been very ignorant, when she had still been wrapped around Mu Zhe's hand, she had often heard Mu Zhe express his disdain for Tang Hao.

But it was very strange. Mu Zhe had clearly never had any contact with Tang Hao. There were even many things that not even she herself knew, yet Mu Zhe knew them all perfectly well. He really was a mysterious person.

Mu Zhe nodded calmly. When he was bored, he had chatted quite a lot about Tang San and Tang Hao.

Presumably, Ah Yin's main body had remembered it in daily life, but her ignorant consciousness had been unable to interpret the information within. Now, this wisp of spirit left behind six years ago had decoded it.

The corners of his mouth lifted in a teasing smile. "What, you really want to know?"

Ah Yin nodded. Sensing Mu Zhe's wicked intentions, a faint blush colored her pretty face. Was Mu Zhe going to tease her again?

In daily life, Mu Zhe had often fiddled with her main body. What was even more embarrassing was that her ignorant consciousness had been very cooperative, always being very intimate with Mu Zhe.

In the end, Ah Yin could only put on a pitiful look. "My Spirit Bone has already been refined by you, and this spirit is about to dissipate too. May I beg you to answer a few questions for me?"

Her voice was incomparably soft. Even as she spoke, her body became a little more illusory.

"Of course. Is it about Tang Hao or Tang San?"

Ah Yin's main body was still in his hands. There was nothing wrong with satisfying this spirit's long-cherished wish.

"Then tell me about Tang Hao first. Is it as I guessed?"

Thinking of that moment when she sacrificed herself, Ah Yin's expression became somewhat unnatural. She really wanted to believe the husband she once had, but everything that had happened was far too coincidental.

Most importantly, the seemingly omniscient youth before her did not believe in her husband.

Not long before, Mu Zhe had stripped away her memories. Both of them knew what this guess meant.

"Just as you think. Everything you experienced was planned by Tang Hao."

"For greater power, and for the revival of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao coveted your Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone."

"But he didn't want the world to know about any of it, so he didn't kill you directly. Instead, he planned a play to force you to sacrifice yourself."

"How about it? Do you need me to go into more detail?"

Mu Zhe shook his head faintly, no joy or sorrow showing on his face.

It had to be said, the story of Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor was really melodramatic enough. There were coincidences everywhere. Even if ninety-nine percent of it was his own guess, he could still make it sound reasonable.

Who said there wasn't an element of throwing mud on Tang Hao? But damn it, if he did not smear Tang Hao, what was he supposed to do if Ah Yin drew a blade on him?

"For power... he forced me to sacrifice myself?"

Ah Yin murmured in a daze, then went limp all over and collapsed to the ground. Her eyes reddened, and she actually started crying without caring about her image.

Even though she had already mentally prepared herself, when she received Mu Zhe's confirmation, she still found it hard to accept.

Their years of feelings, and even the child they had between them, still could not compare to power, could not compare to some broken sect?

Or was it because they had a child that she no longer had any value to exploit?

Only when her figure became illusory did Ah Yin's crying gradually stop. She no longer muttered Tang Hao's name. Instead, it was... Tang San.

Even if everything between her and Tang Hao was fake, in the end, a child would not deceive her. She only needed her child to be well.

Pfft!

Seeing Ah Yin's reaction, Mu Zhe could not help laughing out loud. He had not expected that at this moment, Tang San would actually become her salvation.

As for whether Tang Hao had subjectively done something like killing his wife to prove his path, he was actually still not entirely sure. But Tang San, on the other hand, had truly and solidly stolen another's body.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hearing Mu Zhe's snicker, Ah Yin finally came back to herself slightly. She raised her head and looked at him reproachfully. She was in the middle of grieving; it was bad enough that he did not comfort her, yet he actually laughed at her. How hateful!

That teasing smile was still on Mu Zhe's face. "I just want to say, you're celebrating too soon!"

"Celebrating too soon?"

For a moment, Ah Yin did not understand. With her own guess, plus Mu Zhe's confirmation, she had already despaired of Tang Hao. What was there to be happy about?

No, the only thing that could make her happy was Little San.

Ah Yin's heart tightened. "Could it be that something happened to Little San?"

If that was really the case, then she might as well die. She would truly have nothing left.

"Ahem. Tang San is alive and well."

The teasing look on Mu Zhe's face deepened, and his voice was faint and drawn out.

"Speaking of which, Tang San is quite the prodigy. At two, he could feed his father. At three, he went up the mountain alone to train. He mastered cultivation methods and secret techniques without a teacher, wielded hidden weapons with astonishing mastery... and at six, he slaughtered century-old Spirit Beasts left and right..."

Hearing Mu Zhe praise Tang San, a smile gradually appeared on Ah Yin's face.

But for some inexplicable reason, her expression gradually became wrong again.

Her delicate brows drew together slightly. "Why do I feel like you're messing with me? If you wanted to comfort me, you didn't have to use such an absurd story, did you?"

Feeding himself at two and training at three could still be called extraordinary talent, but mastering ultimate techniques without a teacher and slaughtering hundred-year spirit beasts at six—wasn't that a little too ridiculous?

She prided herself on her noble bloodline, but she also knew she couldn't have given birth to something that outstanding. After all, even when she had been young, she had needed her seniors' guidance.

Looking at Ah Yin's bewildered expression, Mu Zhe really couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Pfft... cough, cough. Of course I'm not messing with you. Actually, your situation is called becoming a happy mom."

"A happy mom? What does that mean?"

Ah Yin froze, her face full of confusion, but the unease in her heart grew even stronger.

"It means that Tang San was actually already an adult, but through some kind of accident, he came to your..."

"This... this doesn't count as my child anymore, does it?"

Although Mu Zhe did not say the rest, Ah Yin still understood what he meant. Her face instantly turned pale, and she could not help retching.

"Of course not. He was never your child to begin with. Your biological child was possessed by Tang San right after he was born."

"How can you prove my child was possessed?"

She had never heard the word "possession" before, but she could understand what it meant.

Even so, she still could not accept it. Or rather, there was still a trace of hope in her heart. Perhaps Mu Zhe had simply made a mistake.

It was only in the next moment that her illusion was truly shattered.

"If he were your biological child, carrying twin top-tier Martial Souls, he would definitely have Innate Full Soul Power. But in reality, he did not have Innate Full Soul Power."

"After he possessed your child, something went wrong during the fusion process, so he only showed innate level six or seven."

"However, his talent wasn't weak. Using the cultivation method he brought from his previous life, he reached full soul power after a few years of training."

Mu Zhe's voice was quiet and distant, yet brooked no doubt. These were not things he had made up.

In the original work, there were indeed many hints that Tang San had possessed someone, such as the failed fusion. They were all in the original text.

"Wuwuwu... wuwu!"

Ah Yin's final salvation was shattered, and she broke down crying. Anyone who heard it would grieve, anyone who saw it would shed tears—cough, cough, except Mu Zhe. Right now, he was actually rather happy.

Tang Hao did not know how to cherish her, but he did. Only a woman at a time like this was easiest to enter... her heart.

After listening to Mu Zhe's explanation, she had already wavered. She believed Mu Zhe would not deceive her with such a crude reason.

But precisely because she believed it, her heart could not bear it.

Her husband had deceived her, and her child was fake too. She had been like a fool, so easily coaxed and tricked until the very last bit of her value had been exhausted.

Mu Zhe put on a gentle smile, but a trace of sinister evil flashed between his brows. He reached out and helped Ah Yin, who was lying on the ground, to her feet, pulled her into his arms, then gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Even if you no longer have Tang Hao and Tang San, you still have me!"

Feeling Mu Zhe's overstepping gesture, the hand around her waist, and the palm gently wiping away her tears, Ah Yin's heart trembled slightly.

Within Mu Zhe's embrace, a strange sense of closeness actually welled up in her heart. She thought of the intimacy between her true body and Mu Zhe, and her pretty face unconsciously flushed again.

Now she did not know whether to cry or not. In the end, she could only hug him and bury her head on Mu Zhe's shoulder, sobbing softly.

"Are you willing to be my child, then?"

Until Ah Yin's gentle voice drifted over quietly.

Pfft!

Mu Zhe's body trembled, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. I just coveted your body, and you actually want to be my mom!

In the end, however, Mu Zhe only tightened his arms around Ah Yin in response.

Only then did a trace of unnaturalness flash across Ah Yin's face, but she did not push Mu Zhe away either.

It was utterly inexplicable, but staying in Mu Zhe's arms actually gave her a strange sense of peace.

"Can you take my true body to see Tang San?"

She had already seen through Tang Hao. Now she wanted to confirm his identity.

"Of course. Tang San's identity needs to be verified by you personally."

Mu Zhe nodded lightly, a trace of eagerness flashing through his eyes. He had already intended to go see Tang San. If he used his second Soul Skill on Tang San, he should be able to obtain quite a few good things.

After receiving Mu Zhe's promise, warmth stirred faintly in Ah Yin's heart. Thinking that this form of hers was about to disappear, she actually held Mu Zhe a little tighter. A moving smile bloomed on her face, then her figure turned illusory, transforming into specks of starlight that scattered away.

The scene before Mu Zhe's eyes began to collapse bit by bit. This was his spiritual world. Soon, his consciousness returned to reality.

He sensed the changes in his body. He had grown much taller again, but the most important change was still in his soul power.

His extraordinary meridians had been opened, his soul power had been further purified, and it had directly risen to level thirty. The sharply increased soul power did not feel the slightest bit unstable either.

He had just added his second Spirit Ring, and in the blink of an eye, he could add his third Spirit Ring.

Just as he was still sensing it, a gentle voice suddenly rang out in his mind. At the same time, a branch of the Blue Silver Emperor lashed toward his hand.

"Stop showing off already. Heal me first!"

Mu Zhe hurriedly grabbed the soft branch. Looking at the very humanlike Blue Silver Emperor in his hand, he could not help letting out a disdainful "ptui."

What about her spirit being about to dissipate? It had all been nonsense to win his sympathy. Judging by this, that wisp of spirit had clearly returned to her true body.