Daughter Ye Guyi

Chrysanthemum Douluo heard a loud cry of pain in the room, and couldn't help but complain in a low voice to Xia Yang, his father who was far away and knew nothing about it.

Just as he was pacing back and forth anxiously, an unexpected figure appeared in the garden.

A powerful aura instantly enveloped the corridor, and Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly came back to his senses, immediately turned around, and bowed respectfully.

"Pope-sama."

Yue Guan felt awe-struck. He did not expect that Pope-Qian Xunji would come in person.

Qian Xunji looked sternly, glanced across the closed door, and asked without any emotion in his voice, "Isn't the baby born yet?"

"Return to Master Pope, the production of the saint has not yet been completed."

Chrysanthemum Douluo answered carefully and avoided using any title that might irritate the other party.

Qian Xunji snorted coldly and said in a serious tone, "Huh, she is no longer a saint a long time ago. Don't use the title saint anymore."

"Yes, that's what Master Pope said."

Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to contradict me at all.

"Ah--!"

At this moment, Bibi Dong's exhausting cry of pain was heard again in the room, and the pain in the voice made those who heard it tremble with fear.

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but have a look of anxiety on his face again. He couldn't help but look at Qian Xunji and said, "Master Pope, this..."

Qian Xunji was silent for a moment, his gaze seemed to penetrate the door panel and fall on his once most proud disciple.

Immediately, Qian Xunji no longer hesitated, and the Yellow Soul Ring under his feet suddenly rose.

"First Soul Skill: Angel Divine Light!"

The dazzling golden Divine Light emerged from behind Qian Xunji.

Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul appeared and spread his wings.

The soft and warm golden holy light spreads around like a tide.

In an instant, the holy light enveloped the entire house.

Inside the room, Bibi Dong, who was feeling exhausted and on the verge of coma, was suddenly enveloped in a warm and majestic energy.

The energy was like a sweet spring, pouring into her dry body in an instant.

This timely reply to Soul Skill greatly relieved Bibi Dong's pain and re-energized her vitality.

"Teacher...?"

This familiar Soul Power Fluctuation made Bibi Dong's heart tremble, and complex emotions surged into his heart.

However, at this moment, the instinct of survival and the power of motherhood took over again.

With the strong assistance of Qian Xunji Healing Soul Skill, Bibi Dong's exhausted body once again surged with strength.

I saw Bibi Dong gritting her teeth, grabbing the sheets under her body with both hands, following the midwife's instructions, tightening her legs, exerting force on her waist suddenly, concentrating all the strength on her Dantian, and sinking downwards.

"Wow... wow..."

Finally, a clear and powerful cry of a baby, like the dawn light, cut through the oppressive night sky and spread throughout the room inside and outside.

At this moment, Xia Yang, who is far away from the Clear Sky Sect, has become the father of a girl without knowing it.

The midwife held the swaddled baby in her arms and pushed out the door with a face full of joy. She announced the good news loudly and said, "Master Chrysanthemum Douluo, I'm here, I'm here!"

"It's a young lady!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the midwife saw Qian Xunji standing in the courtyard.

The figure of Pope frightened the midwife, who quickly hugged the child and bowed, saying, "I've met... I've met Mr. Pope."

Qian Xunji waved his hand, with a hint of impatience in his tone, and said, "Okay, let's go down and receive the reward."

"Bring the child over here."

"Yes, yes."

The midwife, as if she had been granted amnesty, quickly and carefully handed the baby into the hands of Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Then, the midwife quickly retreated.

Chrysanthemum Douluo held this soft and fragile newborn with mixed feelings in her heart.

After a few breaths, Chrysanthemum Douluo turned to Qian Xunji and said sincerely, "Thank you, Lord Pope, for your help."

Qian Xunji nodded slightly, reached out and gently teased the baby's delicate cheeks, with complicated eyes.

However, Qian Xunji's tone was still cold and he said, "Well, he looks pretty healthy."

"I just hope that when this child awakens Martial Soul in the future, she won't be a Wasted Martial Soul like her father."

"Haha..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo laughed a few times. Although he had his own judgment about Xia Yang and Martial Soul in his heart, in front of Qian Xunji, he couldn't say much and could only respond vaguely.

After a while, Qian Xunji took back his hand and ordered, "Since the child has been born, you can take care of it."

"When she is a little older, she can be sent to be with Xiao Xue'er."

The "Xiao Xue'er" in Qian Xunji's mouth is exactly his daughter who was born not long ago, named Qian Renxue.

It should be noted that this Qian Renxue was not born from Bibi Dong in the original work, but the bloodline born from the union of Qian Xunji and a distant cousin in the family.

"Yes, I would like to follow the instructions of Lord Pope."

Hearing that Qian Xunji did not express his anger at the child, but instead made arrangements, Chrysanthemum Douluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

After the explanation, Qian Xunji stopped staying and turned around to leave. His figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Shortly after Qian Xunji left, a figure like Gui Mei appeared quietly next to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

The visitor said with a hint of joking, "Old Juhua, I haven't seen you in this period of time. So you are here to entertain your grandson?"

"Is this the son your old boy secretly gave birth to?"

"Bah! Old Ghost, you don't have a good word to say!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo glared at the visitor angrily and said, "This is Bibi Dong's daughter. According to seniority, she can also be regarded as my disciple!"

The visitor is Chrysanthemum Douluo's inseparable friend, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Ghost Douluo laughed when he heard this and said, "Haha, it's just a joke."

"I have been away on missions in the past few years, and I never had the chance to meet your precious apprentice-Xia Yang."

"What kind of person is he that can make this old guy so interested in him?"

"I heard someone say that this Xia Yang just learned herbal medicine knowledge from you for a few days?"

"As for caring about him so much?"

"So what if we just learn about herbal medicine?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo gently shook the baby in his arms, with a somewhat protective tone.

"Between people, it's important to have good luck and understanding."

"At first I just admired his talent in research and his seriousness in cultivation."

"However, after getting along with him, I felt that his temperament was to my liking and he was a pretty good person."

"So, later on, unconsciously, I really regarded him as my disciple."

"That's all, let's not talk about this anymore."

Ghost Douluo Seeing that his old friend was serious, he changed the topic.

He was afraid that the gloomy ghostly aura that he had been contaminated with all year round would affect the delicate baby, so he deliberately kept a distance and just looked at it curiously.

"Have you decided on a name for this child?"

Ghost Douluo asked.

"Took it, Bibi Dong named her Ye Guyi."

Chrysanthemum Douluo replied.