Primordial Ancient Realm, deep within the Heavenly Court's imperial palace.
Spiritual energy filled the courtyard, transforming into wisps of white mist that flowed across the jade-paved ground.
Ye Xuan reclined against a white jade couch, holding a cup of Enlightenment Tea, his manner utterly relaxed.
After the successive bloody battles in the Sea of Worlds, such peaceful days were all the more precious.
He greatly enjoyed this time.
Huo Ling'er sat beside him, carefully peeling immortal fruit for Ye Xuan. The hem of her red dress swayed gently in the breeze.
Qingyi sat quietly some distance away, playing the zither. Its melody was melodious and winding, cleansing the mind and spirit.
The Witch idly toyed with her cascading black hair. From time to time, she looked at Ye Xuan with a half-smile, her eyes carrying a hint of cunning and tenderness.
Ye Xuan took a sip of tea, his gaze following the courtyard corridor until it settled on two graceful figures in the distance.
Willow Deity and Dark Willow Deity were strolling side by side through the spiritual herb garden.
One wore white robes as pure as snow, the other a cold and ravishing black dress. Their temperaments could not have been more different, yet they complemented each other perfectly.
Most strikingly, the lower bellies of these two peerless women were now slightly rounded.
They carried Ye Xuan's bloodline, as well as the future hope of the Heavenly Court.
"By now, the children have been gestating for quite some time." Ye Xuan set down his tea cup and slowly walked over to the two Willow Deities.
A touch of maternal gentleness had appeared between Willow Deity's brows. She extended her delicate hand and softly caressed her rounded belly.
"The bloodline of a Heavenly Emperor is extraordinary. Naturally, the gestation period