The Holy Mother Arrives

"Huo Zhongru!"

Chen Zhang was very reluctant to hear another man's name from Wei Shao'er's mouth.

He was only known in private as a martial arts fanatic, but Master Chen was not actually mentally challenged.

He felt so distressed that he could hardly bear it, as if half of the heavens had collapsed because of Wei Shao'er's miscarriage, and now the entire heavens had collapsed.

"Sorry!"

Wei Shao'er's eyes widened. She hadn't expected that Chunyu Tiying had collected these powerful medicines to refine pills for her own use, and she certainly hadn't expected that such pills required the Essence Blood of the child's father.

How could she possibly find Huo Zhongru at this time?

She wrote the letter months ago, but Wei Shao'er has yet to see Huo Zhongru appear in Chang'an City.

Wei Shao'er didn't know what the problem was, but she couldn't bring Huo Zhongru here.

She revealed the blood relationship of the child in her womb, murmured something, and then closed her eyes.

"Where is this Huo Zhongru? I'll go find him and extract his Essence Blood!"

Several seconds later, Wei Shao'er heard Chen Zhang's resentful voice.

"If you two are truly in love, then... I'll reunite you as a family of three!"

Chen Zhang hummed and mumbled, his subsequent words barely audible.

Most people have a beautiful memory of their first love. Except for the fact that the child in her womb wasn't her own, Chen Zhang felt that everything about her first love was perfect.

Wei Shao'er's appearance goes without saying. Compared to ordinary women, Wei Shao'er is also knowledgeable in martial arts and can even guide Chen Zhang in his cultivation.

This fulfilled all of Chen Zhang's fantasies about women.

If he hadn't heard the name Huo Zhongru today, he would have thought that he and Wei Shao'er were a match made in heaven.

Chen Zhangxin was distressed, but he did not hesitate to express his opinion on the matter of Wei Shao'er's life or death. He put aside other matters and had to save Wei Shao'er's life first.

"He... I don't know where he is!"

With her eyes closed, Wei Shao'er's face showed suppressed pain, but compared to the pain from the miscarriage, she felt the emotional wounds were far more severe.

She was nearing the end of her pregnancy, but Huo Zhongru, her former beloved husband, did not appear.

This was probably Wei Shao'er's most vulnerable moment. She closed her eyes, feeling countless thoughts swirling in her mind.

Despite trying to think of Huo Zhongru in a positive light, believing that he might have encountered some major event or been delayed for some reason, Wei Shao'er still couldn't help but have all sorts of little thoughts swirling in her mind.

If anything is more important than her, it only proves that her position in Huo Zhongru's heart is nothing more than that.

The vows she made in the past now seem extremely pale. Her promise to "protect him for life" is just sweet talk, and everything she did was just a perfunctory way of dealing with Chen Zhang.

Wei Shao'er kept replaying the events in her mind, feeling that everything was a case of evil being punished.

She deceived Chen Zhang, and Huo Zhongru may very well have deceived her as well.

Two lines of clear tears fell from her flushed face. Wei Shao'er felt utterly hopeless, realizing that all her plans and arrangements were useless.

"Outrageous! The child is about to be born, and the father is nowhere to be found. Where did this dissolute son come from? If I were to catch him, I would cripple this menace!"

Upon hearing Wei Shao'er's words, Chen Zhang was filled with righteous indignation, feeling that Wei Shao'er must be naive and easily deceived by sweet words.

Thinking of how young Wei Shao'er had been deceived, he couldn't help but feel protective of her, and he felt he couldn't hand Wei Shao'er and the child in her womb over to the other party.

"Hey, never mind that, let's cure the child first!"

Chen Zhang rushed in to inquire, then ran out of the side room to instruct the servants to hurry back to the Marquis's residence and bring whatever medicine they could find, regardless of whether it was usable or not.

"Gentlemen, the child's father is named Huo Zhongru, but I can't find him right now. Do you have any other needs?"

He gave instructions to the servants, then hurriedly ran to the Alchemy Chamber and whispered something.

"If we can't find them, then so be it. Let's save the mother and the children and leave it to fate," Chunyu Tiying replied casually.

"Save the baby! Definitely save the baby!" Chen Zhang shouted.

"Our hearts aren't connected, so who knows who the medicine will ultimately affect?" Chunyu Tiying said unhappily, "It's not something I can control!"

"Can you extract Wei Shao'er's Essence Blood?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"How can you use your own blood as a medicinal ingredient?" Chunyu Tiying retorted. "Can you drink your own blood to replenish your blood?"

"Cannot!"

Zhang Xuezhou snorted and then warned Chunyu Tiying to watch her tone.

As he hummed and hawed, he seemed to recall hearing the name Huo Zhongru before, but Zhang Xuezhou Zhang Xuezhou's impression of it was very faint, making it difficult for him to think about it further. Instead, he continued to vigorously stir the medicinal paste in the cauldron.

"Gentlemen, my wife has fainted again from the pain!"

"Gentlemen, could you please hurry? A female physician from the imperial court just arrived. She used acupuncture to wake my wife, but she said her life is hanging by a thread and she may not last much longer!"

"You two..."

The sky gradually darkened, turning pitch black, and then into the depths of night.

Even though Chen Zhang's servants brought various bottles and jars containing pills, and an old woman who had been dragged over to help with the delivery was sent back.

Chen Zhang had placed all his hopes on this, but he found it increasingly difficult to endure.

Wei Shao'er has fallen into a coma seven times, which is the limit Zheng Wukong mentioned.

If Wei Shao'er falls into a coma again due to pain, she may never wake up again.

But the elixirs in the Alchemy Chamber are not ready yet.

In his haste, he grabbed a rock and started banging it on his head. When he heard knocking on the door of the Zheng family's house, Chen Zhang felt as if he were hallucinating.

"Go quickly and see if the Marquis has brought his men!" Chen Zhang shouted.

The servants responded and went to open the door.

The gate opened, and Chen Zhang saw a beautiful woman standing at the entrance, carrying a bronze lamp.

She smiled faintly at Chen Zhang, then walked step by step toward the room where Wei Shao'er was.

"You..."

"I am a friend of the child's from several meetings. I deduced that she would face a formidable challenge today, so I specially brought a soul-summoning lamp!"

The beautiful woman, carrying a bronze lamp, pushed open the door to the side room and hung the lamp on the roof beam.

"These little devils will come to claim lives and souls at midnight and dawn. This lamp can drive them away, so don't let it go out!"

The beautiful woman gave Chen Zhang a few more instructions, and as she was about to leave, she heard Wei Shao'er call out softly, "Teacher."

This made her sigh, turn around and touch Wei Shao'er's forehead before leaving the room.

Gaining power too quickly is not a good thing, as it can lead to an arrogant belief that the world is vast and one can roam freely at will.

Wei Shao'er clearly harbored such wild ambitions, even pinning his hopes on soaring to great heights.

Countless people are born in the four continents every year, and there are countless geniuses among them. There are even more geniuses in the world. How many people in this world can "soar to the sky" in one fell swoop?

If he could soar to great heights, how could those good things possibly come to Wei Shao'er?

Wei Shao'er's attempt to soar to great heights has failed, and now he must swallow the bitter fruit of his own actions.

The Holy Mother of Wudang had only met Wei Shao'er once a month ago and had foreseen that Wei Shao'er was facing a calamity that would lead to his death. Now, she came to lend a helping hand.

If Wei Shao'er can pull through, then so be it; if he can't, then this will be the last time she sees him.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard someone peek out from the Alchemy Chamber and greet her.

"Hey ladies, could we borrow your spot for a bit?" Zhang Xuezhou reached out and beckoned.

"Ladies?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

She suffered some losses at the hands of Zhang Xuezhou and Dong Zhongshu, and had a deep impression of Zhang Xuezhou, so she did not forget Zhang Xuezhou.

Upon hearing the young man's overly familiar address, Wudang Shengmu was both amused and annoyed.

"Why should I lend you my land?" the Virgin Mary of Wudang refused.

"This pill normally takes three days to brew, but even with some speed-up, I can only reduce it to two days," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If your student wants to take this Life-Sustaining Pill, you'll have to help him!"

"I don't know how to refine pills," said the Holy Mother Wudang, frowning.

"It's alright, we don't need you to know how to refine pills," Zhang Xuezhou said. "We're just going to borrow some Spiritual Qi from you to refine some pills!"

"Using Spiritual Qi to refine elixirs?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang was taken aback, not knowing for a moment what Zhang Xuezhou was up to.

But since the matter concerned Wei Shao'er, she did not refuse again.