April 9, Douluo Calendar 2617.
Spirit City, Pope's Palace.
Outside a side hall.
Qian Xunji wore a magnificent golden robe. Beneath his shoulder-length golden hair, his handsome face, with its sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, had lost its usual smile and composure.
Instead, it was filled with tension as he paced back and forth.
From time to time, he nervously turned to look inside the side hall.
At that moment, waves of encouragement and cheering continuously rang out from within.
"Madam! Keep going! Push!"
"The baby is almost out!"
"One more push! You're almost there!"
Nearby, Chihiro Doriu and the other enshrined elders stood outside the hall as well.
They waited for Ling Yuan, who had carried the child for ten months.
To give birth to the first descendant of the Six-Winged Angel Clan's new generation.
Seeing Qian Xunji so nervous, Chihiro Doriu could not help but frown and offer reassurance.
"Ji'er, don't be so nervous."
"A Yuan isn't an ordinary person. She's a Soul Douluo."
"Giving birth won't pose any problem for her."
Over the past year or so, old man Chihiro Doriu had clearly seen the changes in Qian Xunji.
He did not know whether they had been brought about by the Divine Revelation of that mysterious and exalted figure.
But his son had become far more outstanding than before!
Not only did he possess the noble morals and principles passed down through their Six-Winged Angel Clan, but he also showed kindness and compassion toward commoners.
Beyond that, he had become resourceful and decisive in killing.
Still, when it came to childbirth.
Though he understood his son's unease and anxiety at becoming a father for the first time.
There was no need to be this tense.
"Father, I know, but I just can't help it."
Qian Xunji gave