In the 413th year of the Yong'an calendar of Great Qian.
The fifteenth-generation eldest legitimate son of the Divine Martial Changning Wang Clan was born.
Later generations recorded in Great Qian's history books that on this day, heaven and earth shook, mountains and rivers rang out, and earth-element spiritual energy throughout the entire Divine Martial World leaped for joy.
That spiritual energy gathered around Changning, forming thick ocher clouds in the sky.
The clouds were vast and heavy, like mountains and peaks, as though heaven and earth had been turned upside down. Golden light flickered within them, rosy clouds stretched ten thousand zhang, and auspicious auras streamed in a thousand ribbons, as if they contained the incomparably profound ultimate truths of the universe.
That dense and majestic pressure left everyone who witnessed the scene deeply shaken.
"It's born, it's born! Congratulations, ladies—the Eldest Princess Yun Yuhe has given birth to a son!" A midwife came out, beaming as she announced the good news.
Within Wang Baosheng's plain and unadorned courtyard, the large group of women who had waited for so long immediately broke into delighted smiles.
Wang Baosheng's marriage had been delayed for far, far too long. The other branches had long since flourished with luxuriant descendants, while the eldest legitimate branch had remained without movement for ages. Naturally, every elder had been worried sick.
"Chuannan." A dignified middle-aged woman dressed in the ceremonial robes of a Duke's wife excitedly waved to Chuannan Princess Yun Mengyu. "Quick, send someone to report the news and request a name from Father and my husband. They're waiting in Father's courtyard."
This dignified woman was Xu Pingting, the first wife of the current Duke Anyuan of Great Qian, Wang Zongan.
Her cultivation aptitude was not particularly good, her starting point had been too low,