Even though Jiang Shuanglan was already a Saint King, Jiang Yun could not help worrying about her giving birth.
Childbirth was a moment of utmost importance, whether for cultivators or ordinary people.
For ordinary women, giving birth was like passing through the gates of life and death. Cultivators faced the risk of losing cultivation, or even having it collapse entirely.
When Tianyu and Dragoness had laid their eggs several years ago, their cultivation had been suppressed by a full major realm for two years. Though it recovered afterward, they had still fallen three minor realms.
Only over the past few years had they slowly regained that ground.
And that was with Jiang Yun's limitless resources and the Ascension Ground nurturing them. After all, they had lost a substantial piece of their own flesh.
In the cultivation world, fathers paid little price, but for mothers, bearing a child was never a small matter.
The more extraordinary the fetus and the longer the pregnancy, the greater the toll on the mother.
Every mother was remarkable!
Now that everything was settled, Jiang Yun sensed a tiny life bound to him by blood deep within the Immortal Palace. His heart held nothing but boundless joy.
Jiang Yun crossed the courtyard and entered a hall. Several of his Dao companions were there, along with Grandma Feng and his aunt.
Fairy Caiyun, who had experience with this, had brought several elderly women from the Jiang Family. They were gathered around the baby Xia Weier had carried out.
"Brother, come look! It's a little girl!"
Seeing Jiang Yun hurry over, Xiao Nannan quickly stepped aside to let him through.
"Husband, we have a daughter!"
Xia Weier cradled the baby girl with a tender expression, as careful with her as if she had given birth to her herself.