vrcanaries Chapter 93: Pregnant with the Holy Mother Yang Chan
Chapter 93: Pregnant with the Holy Mother Yang Chan
Time is a strange thing; the more you anticipate something, the slower it seems to move.
When you always feel like you have plenty of time, looking back, you'll find yourself bewildered that years have passed.
In the blink of an eye, the falling snow was replaced by bright sunshine.
From that profound Dao, it seemed to happen in an instant; Yang Jiao transformed natural spiritual energy into magical power by drawing qi into her body.
Furthermore, he transformed his powerful soul into divine energy, refining his energy to cultivate his primordial spirit.
Then, one gradually transforms the spiritual energy within the body into nothingness to achieve the goal of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.
Finally, by integrating all these elements, one can break through the barriers in one fell swoop.
Yang Jiao, who was in meditation, slowly opened her eyes. Her body was enveloped by a gentle flow of magical power, as if she had been cleansed.
She curled her lips into a slight smile and said:
"I've refined myself into an immortal! I'm an immortal now!"
Yang Jiao stood up happily, feeling that when she first entered the room, the pearl on the wall seemed very high, but now it was within reach.
She was so surprised that she ran to the door frame to compare her height.
I've realized I've really grown a lot taller!
Secret passage:
"Has it been several years since that meditation session?"
Yang Jiao hurriedly opened the door and rushed out, but unexpectedly, an obstacle appeared in front of her and tripped her.
"Jian'er?!"
The big black rat in front of him, which had clearly grown a size larger, was none other than his little brother, Yang Jian.
His eyes were closed, and his brows twitched slightly.
After struggling for a few moments, she opened her eyes, looked at her older sister who was much taller, and said in a daze:
"Sister...you..."
He looked around helplessly, feeling sticky all over and uncomfortable everywhere. His clothes were so tight that he could hardly breathe.
He quickly got up to change.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he heard a sound:
tear.
The pants couldn't support his current size and tore open.
Yang Jiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This caused Yang Jian's dark face to flush red, but it was hidden under his dark skin. He stomped his foot, gritted his teeth, covered his face, and ran even faster!
"Hahaha!"
Yang Jiao couldn't stop laughing, and when she opened her palms, she felt that she had indeed grown up a lot.
Perhaps sensing something, Yao Ji immediately got up from the chaise longue and hurriedly walked towards the backyard.
Yang Tianyou called out urgently from behind her:
"Slow down, my wife, please walk slowly."
Yao Ji hurriedly walked to the backyard, and as soon as she turned the corner, she saw the pretty little girl standing in front of the door, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
She took a few steps forward, hugged her, brushed aside her long hair that covered her eyes, and gazed at her intently, unable to get enough of her.
Yang Jiao smiled and said happily:
"Mother, Jiao'er is an immortal."
Yao Ji stroked her face with her palm and corrected her with a smile:
"He is a celestial being."
"Jiao'er, you have only entered the realm of immortals. There are still Earth Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, Mysterious Immortals, Golden Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals, and Daluo Golden Immortals ahead."
Yang Jiao exclaimed "Ah!"
I've cultivated myself for so long and only barely managed to go from Yang Banxian to Yang Quanxian...
It's still the lowest level.
Is he even less skilled than the gatekeeper at the South Heavenly Gate?
Yang Jiao quickly wrapped his arms around Yao Ji's neck and asked again:
"Mother, how long have you been cultivating?"
"Two whole years."
"Two years? No wonder, Jiao'er feels like she's grown taller."
Yao Ji stood up, gestured, and was surprised to find that the little girl was indeed almost up to her chest.
Just as he was about to praise her, he saw Yang Jiao suddenly frown.
His eyes scrutinized Yao Ji intently for a long time before he finally concluded:
"My mother has been well taken care of by my father since I last saw her two years ago."
You've gained weight.
Upon hearing this, Yao Ji covered her lips and laughed.
Yang Tianyou, who caught up from behind, overheard the conversation between the mother and daughter and felt that with such a wife and daughter, he had no other desires in this life.
He slowly stepped forward and embraced them, gently explaining to his daughter:
"Silly girl, your mother has gained weight. You'll soon have a younger brother or sister."
Yang Jiao's body stiffened.
Third, the Holy Mother of the Third is coming!
At this moment, Yao Ji's belly was already slightly protruding, looking about five months along. Her maternal glow was even stronger, and her whole being became gentle.
Her brows were full of anticipation as she asked Yang Jiao:
"Jiao'er, do you prefer a younger brother or a younger sister?"
Yang Jiao thought to herself:
This isn't something I can decide.
The one inside her belly is definitely the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.
However, seeing the joyful looks on her parents' faces, Yang Jiao still smiled and said:
"Jiao'er already has a younger brother, and she wants a younger sister."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tianyou realized that his daughter shared the same thought as him. Jiao'er was growing up too fast; he hadn't even had a proper chance to hold her a few times before she seemed so big.
Every time I hugged her, it left a deep impression on me.
It's hard to forget, mainly because the force is getting stronger and stronger.
Yang Tianyou began to ponder:
"Jiao'er's birth was too shocking, but Jian'er's birth was more acceptable. If this trend of each child being worse than the last continues,..."
The third child will definitely not be as healthy as the first two.
So he became even more excited.
Finally, I can be a normal father...
Yang Jiao became anxious at this moment.
Six years after Yang Chan's birth, the Heavenly Court discovered that Yao Ji had given birth, and a heavenly calamity was about to strike.
There are only six years left.
No matter how much she cultivates, she can't possibly reach the Earth Immortal realm in six years.
If it weren't for these magical treasures, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to defeat a heavenly soldier.
A glint flashed in her eyes as she thought to herself:
"How about... I go and steal some elixirs from the Great Sage to eat?"
That elixir can make you an immortal just by eating one, comparable to the peaches of immortality from the Queen Mother of the West. If you eat a few more gourds of it, you'll definitely become a celestial being!
but……
The one who refined the elixir was Laozi!
One of the Three Pure Ones!
She doesn't have the abilities of the Great Sage; she could probably be trampled to death by the ox tied up in front of Laozi's door.
"No, Yao Ji only knows basic cultivation techniques. She's too conventional and her progress is too slow."
"It seems I still need to find a more powerful master to teach me in order to get through this great tribulation."
With this in mind, Yang Jiao made her decision: to find her master!
For a moment, the family of three stood close together in front of the practice room, but their thoughts were all different.
After a long while, Yang Jiao suddenly remembered Erlang, who had tripped her at the door earlier, and asked Yao Ji:
"Mother, why has my little brother started cultivating too?"
Yao Ji patted her head, thinking about that brat who stole her skills!
Said:
"He's started learning cultivation techniques, right in front of your door... Where's Jian'er?!"
Where is Yang Jian now?
The couple were only just recovered from the joy of Yang Jiao waking up when they realized their son was missing!
Seeing the change in her parents' expressions, Yang Jiao quickly said:
"Erlang has also woken up and gone back to change his clothes."
Upon hearing this, they relaxed.
Yang Tianyou chuckled and said:
“Your younger brother practices his spiritual cultivation under your eaves, exposed to the wind and sun, and he’s gotten quite tanned.”
"Hahaha, Jiao'er saw it, it's very dark!"
At this moment,
Yang Jian, having changed his clothes, had been standing behind them for quite some time.
whisper:
"Jian'er isn't darker, it's just that he hasn't bathed in two years and there's too much dust..."
Having taken a bath and regained his fair complexion, Yang Erlang looked resentfully at his father and mother holding his sister, his fingernails scratching marks on the windowpane as he said:
"They look so happy as a family of three..."