The deceased senior of the Profound Ice Celestial Silkworm Race had used Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice condensed outside her body to forge a set of flying swords, leaving Tian Xin utterly puzzled. After all, once a silkworm had crossed the tribulation and become an immortal, it could condense Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice. Using ice it had condensed itself to forge weapons and treasures would be much easier. After a moment's thought, Ling Tian guessed that the swords had been made as a gift for an outsider.
That only made Tian Xin more confused. The two lovers, one human and one demon, had been rejected by the world. Since the two deceased seniors had chosen to live in seclusion here, they were unlikely to have any dealings with outsiders. In that case, the swords they had forged could not have been intended for someone beyond their secluded home.
"Maybe the senior meant to give them to her children." Ling Tian considered this, then analyzed, "After all, newborn babies can't condense Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice. Giving her child a set of Quasi-Immortal Artifact flying swords would make sense."
At Wen Yan's words, Tian Xin nodded, evidently agreeing with Ling Tian's guess. As she nodded, her gaze fell on the Profound Ice Celestial Silkworm senior. Seeing her slightly rounded belly, Tian Xin became even more convinced.
"Ling Tian, this senior of mine, she... she really was expecting..." Tian Xin covered her mouth with her jade-white hand, sorrow deepening in her eyes.
"That's right. This immortal maiden was carrying a baby." Poxiong's voice rang out again, tinged with sadness. "Sigh, that monk doesn't have a single wound on him. He probably didn't need to burn his soul in the first place. But his wife and child had died, and he had