Extra 3: A Son, Mu Chen

"What request? I would agree to a hundred of them."

Mu Feng suddenly raised his head and spoke in a resonant voice.

"Before Chen'er is born, step into the Heaven Melting Realm."

"Consider it a gift for our child's birth."

Qing Yanjing looked at her husband and spoke, word by word.

Chen'er, Mu Chen—this was the name the couple had long since decided upon for their offspring.

"The Heaven Melting Realm? Fine, wait for me, A-Jing!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. He then turned and left without looking back, his stride light, his silhouette heroic, his robes fluttering in the wind.

His decadent appearance vanished, replaced by a spirit full of vigor.

He sought out a secret chamber to enter seclusion, swearing not to emerge until he had broken through.

Though the Heaven Melting Realm was difficult, it could not withstand his yearning for his wife and child.

Watching that tall, retreating figure, a warm smile touched the corners of Qing Yanjing's lips. She subconsciously stroked her flat abdomen and whispered, "My child, your father is no coward; he is a towering hero who stands tall between heaven and earth."

As she spoke, she began to hum an unnamed nursery rhyme passed down through the ages in the Buddha Continent.

The melodic and graceful tune carried far, far away.

Ten months later, Mu Feng successfully emerged from seclusion, having broken through to the Heaven Melting Realm.

Qing Yanjing kept her promise and told her husband everything.

She was the daughter of the Branch Head of the Qing Branch of the Buddha Ancient Clan, one of the five Great God Clans of the Great Thousand World.

Her late grandfather had once served as the head of the God Clan, a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign, a top-tier combat power in the Great Thousand World who stood shoulder to shoulder with legendary giants like the Green-Shirt Sword Saint and the Lord of Undying.

She possessed a noble lineage, an ancient bloodline, and beauty that could topple nations.

Every magnificent and elegant adjective could be applied to her.

Because she refused to marry Mohe Tian, the current patriarch of the Mohe Ancient Clan, she fled the clan and wandered the Great Thousand World for decades, only to be ambushed by a mysterious powerhouse and forced to drift to the Hundred Spirit Continent.

After listening, Mu Feng felt as if everything were a dream.

A fool from a backwater town like himself—what virtue or ability did he possess to have gained the favor of a phoenix destined to soar above the nine heavens, a favored daughter of heaven?

They had even conceived the fruit of their love, and she was about to give birth to a prodigy.

However, there was little leisure time left for Mu Feng to slowly digest this explosive news, for his wife was about to go into labor.

The atmosphere outside the delivery room was exceptionally oppressive.

Mu Feng, soon to be a father, pressed his lips together, his face full of anxiety as he paced back and forth in the courtyard like an ant on a hot pan.

"Domain Lord, the Madam's cultivation is profound and her constitution is formidable; there should be no cause for concern."

The speaker was a thin young man with sunken eye sockets and a gloomy temperament; even as he pressed his lips together, a sharp, chilling aura emanated from him.

Zhou Ye was Mu Feng's life-and-death companion, his right-hand man, and a loyal follower who had wandered with him since they were youths, later helping the couple establish the Mu Domain.

With a Heavenly Sovereign giving birth, the midwives in the manor who lacked spiritual energy cultivation were naturally of no use. Without assistance, Qing Yanjing had to rely on herself.

But then again, the constitution of a Heavenly Sovereign was terrifying, comparable to a Super Divine Beast.

A mere childbirth—it had never been heard of that a Heavenly Sovereign would suffer from dystocia.

Mu Feng was simply concerned to the point of chaos.

"My son is actually a Nine Divine Veins holder; he truly is a prodigy sent by heaven."

Inside the room, Qing Yanjing, who was the object of the Mu Domain Lord's deep concern, showed little change other than a slight flush on her face and somewhat rapid breathing.

At this very moment, through her control over her Heavenly Sovereign Spiritual Body, Qing Yanjing could clearly perceive that within the fetus in her womb, nine sacred Great Suns seemed to be gestating.

Spiritual Veins allowed the possessor to move several times faster than an ordinary person.

One or two veins were Human Veins, three or four were Earth Veins, and five or six were Heaven Veins.

As for the seventh, eighth, and ninth, they were Divine Veins!

When a living being reached the Heavenly Sovereign level, they could further condense these into Spiritual Vein Divine Abilities.

The powerful ones could even rival peerless divine abilities.

Qing Yanjing herself possessed Eight Spirit Veins and was born with the Spiritual Vein Divine Ability, the Spirit-Devouring Purple Flame.

Nine Divine Veins had only been born to the three great ancestors who founded the Buddha Ancient Clan.

The Buddha Ancestor, that peerless powerhouse who had created the Eight-Part Buddha—one of the thirty-six peerless divine abilities of the Great Thousand World—and the restorer of the Buddha Ancient Clan, had only possessed Eight Spirit Veins.

This meant that the bloodline concentration of Qing Yanjing's son was almost comparable to the ancestors of the ancient clan.

It had to be said that this fact was exceptionally ironic.

If those rotting old fossils in the clan knew that a half-breed—a lowly bastard who in their eyes had defiled the God Clan's bloodline—possessed a bloodline that chased the clan's own ancestors, they would likely be so enraged that they would lose their minds and suffer a mental breakdown on the spot.

She must never let the old fossils of the clan discover the existence of her own child.

Otherwise, Chen'er would be in danger.

As Qing Yanjing thought of this, the deep smile on her pretty face faded. After pondering for a few breaths, she seemed to have made a decision, and the contemplation on her face was instantly replaced by firm resolve.

Eight Spirit Veins—she actually endured the bone-deep, extreme agony to forcibly strip the Eight Spirit Veins, which were rooted deep within her Heavenly Sovereign Spirit Body, from her own flesh and blood.

Then, using a heaven-defying divine ability, she sent them into her child's body and planted them within.

Finally, she used a miniature spirit array to seal both the Eight Spirit Veins and the Nine Divine Veins together.

This double-layered deception could be called flawless.

Even if the first layer of the seal were seen through, the Eight Spirit Veins covering the Nine Divine Veins would still draw all the attention; while the Eight Spirit Veins were powerful, they were not so shocking as to defy common sense.

Moreover, Qing Yanjing had sufficient confidence that unless a Great Thousand giant surpassing the Immortal Grade personally investigated, no one could see through the methods of a mid-stage Spirit Array Grandmaster like her.

"My son, you must grow into a peerless powerhouse in the future, otherwise, you would truly be letting down your mother's sacrifice."

Having finished all this, Qing Yanjing's delicate body was already drenched in sweat.

Where her gaze, gentle as water, fell, a brand new life was coming into being.

In the Buddha Realm of the Buddha Continent.

Inside a magnificent and imposing ancient hall, a dark red stone tablet covered in ancient divine patterns stood reaching toward the sky. It rippled with extremely profound fluctuations, as if suppressing the heavens.

It was actually an extremely rare Peerless Saint Artifact.

Its name: Spirit Vein Stele.

The Buddha Ancient Clan, which occupied a super continent, ruled over boundless territories, and had multiplied for over a million years, possessed an uncountable number of descendants—hundreds of millions.

This Spirit Vein Stele could observe the spirit veins within the bloodlines of all clan members and resonate when a new member was born, recording them to facilitate the clan's cultivation efforts.

The normally functioning Spirit Vein Stele suddenly shone brightly, then abruptly fell silent.

If not for the fact that the Supreme powerhouse on duty here had extraordinary vision, he would have almost thought it was an illusion.

Before the puzzled clansman could rise to report to the higher-ups, the space rippled slightly, and an elderly figure with a terrifying aura gradually emerged.

The Spirit Vein Hall Master had arrived!

"Hmm? That resonance just now."

The Spirit Vein Hall Master, a Heavenly Sovereign of his generation, let out a soft sound of surprise, looking with a puzzled expression at this Peerless Saint Artifact inherited from the primordial era; such a scene had never occurred before.

Within the Buddha Ancient Clan, there were three main branches: the Qing Branch, the Xuan Branch, and the Mo Branch.

These three branches controlled the Council of Elders and held the clan's power, with countless sub-branches attached to them.

To prevent the three main branches from infighting, vital locations like the Spirit Vein Hall were always staffed by powerhouses selected from the sub-branches to serve as Hall Masters, ensuring impartiality.

Therefore, since taking office, he had always been cautious, walking on thin ice.

Mu Domain Lord Mansion, backyard.

"Waa, waa~~"

Accompanied by a crisp cry of an infant, Mu Feng and his wife officially became parents, giving birth to the witness of their love.

They named their son Mu Chen!