Chen Wei's heart was a jumble of conflicting emotions.
Yang Chan had skipped even the daily toil of meditation and breathing exercises. A little sleep, a pregnancy, and she was already on the verge of crossing the threshold into a Daluo Golden Immortal. By contrast, he had schemed every which way and risked his neck just to scrape his way to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.
The gulf in talent and bloodline was truly wider than the Celestial River.
Still.
Chen Wei's mind worked quickly. His dejection did not last even half a breath before vanishing like smoke.
Why wallow in self-pity?
My wife becoming a Daluo Golden Immortal is a good thing!
His two unborn children would have a Daluo Golden Immortal mother to safeguard their cultivation, adding another layer of protection.
Once he had worked that out, Chen Wei felt comfortable all over, his thoughts flowing freely.
Just then, another wondrous phenomenon appeared on the couch.
A layer of immortal light shimmered over Yang Chan's greatly swollen belly. As the light pulsed, spiritual energy gathered.
Though the two little rascals had returned to their mother's womb, they had not remained idle. Following their mother's aura, they actually circulated their energy alongside her, cultivating the Great Dao together.
At the sight, Yang Jian beamed. "Good! Just what I'd expect from children of our Yang Family's bloodline! With such innate gifts, they're bound to shine brilliantly someday!"
Having finished praising his nephews, the True Lord was in excellent spirits.
For once, he even gave Chen Wei a smile. "Oh, Qingquan, you're quite good too."
Flattered beyond expectation by the Holy Manifestation True Lord's direct praise, Chen Wei hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed, making himself as humble as possible and adding a self-deprecating remark,
"You flatter me, Second Brother."
"My bloodline