Having identified Huaxu, Duobao did not reveal himself directly. Instead, he hid in the shadows and observed her carefully.
For now, it could only be said that the situation was rather bizarre. The child bestowed by heaven without a father in Huaxu's womb had been born extraordinary, but it was still impossible to determine whether he was the Celestial Sovereign.
Perhaps because the Human Race was destined to become the future protagonist of the Primordial World, Fortune had begun to exert its power in the unseen. Along the way, he had seen many children born with companions or strange phenomena. Some were born with divine strength and robust qi and blood, able to lift a thousand jin at one year old.
Others possessed exceptional intelligence, mastering several Martial Dao inheritances within just a few years and integrating them thoroughly.
Duobao had encountered all these people. Though extraordinary, they could only be called geniuses, not sages.
Not everyone Duobao encountered was a genius. Some were ordinary, even somewhat foolish. One child in particular had left a deep impression on him. The child did not seem dull-witted or foolish, yet had been born with four eyes, with double pupils within them—equally unlike ordinary people. But the child's behavior... baffled him. He neither played like ordinary children nor entered the Martial Dao early like those geniuses. Instead, every day, he held a branch and scribbled aimlessly on the ground, muttering to himself.
Ten months of pregnancy was the time it took for the Human Race to go from conception to gestation to birth. Yet Huaxu's belly grew larger by the day. More than ten months had passed, but there was still no sign of delivery.
Although some people had raised doubts, they only did so in private. Intimidated by Clan Chief Feng Hua's