After all, this female cultivator was one of the few late-stage Yingbian Realm cultivators in the sect, and the fetus in her womb was nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was extraordinary. The entire Yuntian Sect attached great importance to this.
The Herb Garden and the courtyard were separated only by a bamboo grove. Luo Chuan stood at the edge of the spirit field, his fingertips unconsciously brushing against a thousand-year-old spirit herb.
He appeared to be weeding, but his mind was already firmly focused on the courtyard, and he could sense every movement.
Eight months of living as a mortal had completely stripped him of his former ruthless war god aura. His tattered clothes had long since been replaced by the ordinary gray cloth robes of an outer disciple, his black hair was tied up, and his face was clean and gentle.
He truly looked like a law-abiding, taciturn servant in the Herb Garden. Only when he looked towards that small courtyard would a hint of tension and tenderness, which even he himself was unaware of, flicker deep in his eyes.
On the stone table, the Qi Condensation Realm Technique and pills given by the senior in green robes remained untouched, covered only by a thin layer of dust.
Suddenly, a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy came from the direction of the courtyard, followed by the slightly hurried voice transmission of the Medical Elder, which spread faintly in mid-air.
"Prepare the spiritual spring and activate the Fetal Protection Array! The mother's spiritual energy is being depleted too quickly; increase the supply of spiritual energy!"
Luo Chuan's hand tightened slightly on the hoe, his knuckles turning white. He suppressed the turmoil in his eyes and stood quietly in the Herb Garden like a true mortal, waiting for that first cry.
Time passed slowly, and even the wind in the bamboo forest seemed to stand still.
Luo Chuan closed his eyes, his divine sense carefully enveloping the area without revealing any trace of his cultivation. He gently cradled the fragile yet resilient remnant soul, silently comforting and protecting it.
Xue'er, don't be afraid.
I am here.
After an unknown amount of time, a clear, innocent cry suddenly broke the tranquility of the courtyard and echoed through the deep forests of the Yuntian Sect!
The cry was clean, pure, and filled with the warmth of new life. In an instant, it completely relaxed Luo Chuan's tense aura.
Luo Chuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze surging with an unprecedented heat, all the killing intent transforming into a gentle, deep pool of water.
It's done.
She's back.
Soon, good news spread through the courtyard: a female cultivator in the Yingbian Realm stage had safely given birth to a baby girl with pure spiritual roots and naturally surrounded by spiritual energy. She was a rare talent in cultivation, one in ten thousand years.
The entire Yuntian Sect was shaken, and even the sect leader came to visit in person, praising it as an auspicious sign for the sect.
Luo Chuan stood on the edge of the Herb Garden, gazing at the people coming and going in the direction of the small courtyard, and finally a very faint and gentle smile appeared on his face.
He didn't step forward or get closer; he simply withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and continued tending to the spiritual herbs at his feet.
As evening approached, Luo Chuan flashed into the room where Yao Xixue was born. Because his cultivation was hidden and his aura was concealed, the cultivator who was taking care of his daughter did not notice Luo Chuan.
Looking at the baby in the female cultivator's arms, Luo Chuan could also sense the soul within Yao Xixue's body. Only after confirming that no second soul would appear was he satisfied.
After all, in the original story, Li Muwan was born with a separate soul. In this situation, Li Muwan either had to possess Zhou Ru's body or give up her physical body.
Li Muwan was reluctant to possess Zhou Ru's body, so she ultimately chose to give up her physical form and fall into a deep sleep again, only to awaken when Wang Lin broke through to the Heaven Trampling Realm.
Luo Chuan couldn't wait that many years. As long as there was a chance, he would definitely revive Yao Xixue, even if it meant exhausting all his resources, to keep Xue'er alive.
" Xue'er, don't worry. From now on, no one on the entire Vermilion Bird Planet will be able to harm you."
Before we knew it, three years had passed in the blink of an eye.
In this life, Yao Xixue's name is Lin Junwan. Coupled with her extraordinary talent, she broke through to the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of three.
The entire Yuntian Sect cherished her like a precious jewel, and the sect leader personally promised that when she turned five, he would take her as his personal disciple and devote all his efforts to nurturing her.
On this sunny afternoon, a gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo grove, and the Herb Garden was filled with a serene and tranquil atmosphere.
Luo Chuan moved an old bamboo chair and sat in front of the stone house, with a cup of coarse pottery tea beside him. The tea was fragrant and the atmosphere was peaceful.
He was dressed in a gray outer disciple's robe, faded from washing, with gentle features. His fingertips tapped lightly on the chair, and his gaze remained fixed on the bamboo path, as quiet as a painting.
Suddenly, a series of light, quick footsteps came from the other end of the bamboo grove, accompanied by a child's unique, soft, and sweet voice, like a string of little bells ringing in the wind.
"Huh? Someone's here?"
A beautifully sculpted little girl ran out of the bamboo grove. She had her hair in two buns, wore a pale yellow dress, had fair skin, and eyes like black grapes soaked in a clear spring. It was none other than three-year-old Lin Junwan.
Taking advantage of the servants' inattention, she secretly slipped out of the courtyard and curiously wandered to this Herb Garden that was rarely visited by people.
Upon seeing Luo Chuan sitting on a bamboo chair drinking tea, the little girl's eyes lit up. She toddled over with her short legs, stopped right in front of him, and tilted her round little face up, blinking curiously.
Who are you? What are you doing here?
Luo Chuan turned slightly, looking at the small, familiar face in front of him. His heart felt as if it were being gently grasped by a tender hand, and the smile in his eyes was so gentle it was almost overflowing.
He lowered his voice, afraid of startling the little girl in front of him, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "My name is Lin Mu, and I look after the Herb Garden here."
Lin Junwan tilted her head, thought seriously for a moment, then frowned slightly, shook her head, and said in a soft, sweet voice, " Jun Wan... doesn't know Lin Mu."
Strangely, even though she had never seen this ordinary-looking boy before, she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with him.
It was like an innate dependence, a familiarity that transcended life and death and time, that made her unable to resist wanting to get closer.
The little girl hesitated for a moment, then cautiously reached out her small hand and gently grasped the hem of Luo Chuan's clothes. She leaned slightly closer, her voice soft and sweet.
" Jun Wan... I like the scent of you."
Hearing these childish words, Luo Chuan's face softened, and he gently raised his hand to stroke the little girl's soft hair with the back of his fingers.
"Come often if you like it."
"Uh-huh!"
From that day on, a small figure appeared in the Herb Garden.
Lin Junwan would sneak over almost every day. Sometimes she would squat on the edge of the field and watch Luo Chuan pull weeds and water the plants. Sometimes she would sit at his feet and play with the leaves of the spirit herbs. Sometimes when she was sleepy, she would lean against his legs and take a peaceful nap.