Morning Sickness

The three little ones finished taking their solemn oath.

The newly formed united front had, at last, avoided falling apart.

What the future held was hard to say.

Ideas formed in childhood might not survive growing up.

At least,

right now, all three babies had only their mother in mind.

The projection of the Star Sea was vast beyond measure.

None of the cultivators who had entered the Secret Realm this time could glimpse its end.

Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, though, were too numerous to count.

The main ingredient Ye Zhaoxuan had just pulled from the sea was a treasure worth a fortune in the outside world.

That was precisely why many people had entered the Secret Realm.

Many of them might never have intended to fight for supremacy.

They only wanted to keep their heads down, avoid conflict, dig up a few things they would never normally encounter, and sell them for spirit stones. That alone would be an extraordinary stroke of fortune.

Deep within the Secret Realm.

Inside a great hall no one had discovered.

Ye Qingxian held Ye Xiaoyao's hand as they walked through the rain of blood.

I fell a little quiet.

Ye Qingxian tried to cover my eyes.

But I pushed her arm away.

"Don't keep me from seeing anything."

"I'm not a baby anymore."

"I'm a mature, capable adult woman who can think for herself, handle unexpected situations, and keep her emotions steady."

"You don't have to do this every time."

A corner of my world had been torn open.

Or rather,

a corner called darkness had been torn open in the sheltered haven of my world.

The scenes unfolding before me now

were nothing less than this world's true darkness.

Even as nausea rose within me,

I forced down my discomfort and