"Haha, excellent!"
Hearing the restored vigor of the screams from inside, Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed.
Sword Douluo couldn't help but smile again, patting Bone Douluo's shoulder. "Old Bones, it seems you won't have to make that pointless trip to Heaven Dou City after all."
"This medicine is actually effective?!"
Bone Douluo's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he dismissed the thought of going to fetch someone.
"It appears so for now."
Ning Fengzhi gave a light chuckle and nodded slightly.
Just as he was about to feel grateful in his heart for the pills Ye Tian had gifted him, listening to the cries coming from the delivery room, his expression grew increasingly peculiar.
These cries somehow made his head feel heavy.
"Ahhh~ So good~ This feels amazing!"
Inside the delivery room.
Zhao Rong'er leaned back against the bed, her long pink ponytail already undone. Her large eyes were filled with tears, her forehead glistening with fine sweat that dripped from her smooth chin as she cried out hoarsely.
Her delicate face had long turned as pale as paper.
Yet at this moment, despite originally hanging by a thread, her eyes held a certain longing...
Gazing at the medicine bottle in the hand of the maid beside her.
Her pale lips parted slightly, as if pleading for that life-saving substance.
"I want it... give it to me... hurry!"
Liu Yi, who was overseeing everything nearby, saw the remarkable effect of the pills Ning Fengzhi had provided. Her cloudy eyes lit up, and she decisively commanded, "Quick! Give the medicine to Lady Rong'er now!"
"Put them in, don't stop!"
Liu Yi ordered.
"Yes!"
The maid who received the order immediately nodded and complied.
She turned the bottle in her hand upside down, grabbed a handful of pills, and tossed them one by one into Zhao Rong'er's open mouth like throwing beans.
"Ahhh!"
The Marrow Cleansing Pills and Bright Soul Nourishing Pills dissolved all at once in her mouth. A stream of scalding liquid flowed downward, while a wisp of golden vapor slowly rose. The dual nourishment of body and soul made Zhao Rong'er feel as if she were floating in ecstasy.
Outside the delivery room, Ning Fengzhi listened to those extremely peculiar screams.
For a moment, he even began to feel somewhat uncertain.
"Fengzhi, why do you still have such a bitter look on your face now that Rong'er is out of danger?"
Bone Douluo asked, somewhat puzzled.
Sword Douluo patted Ning Fengzhi's shoulder, comforting him, "Don't worry, Fengzhi. With the pills gifted by the Holy Son, today should pass without serious incident. Even if Rong'er's body may be difficult to fully restore in the future, with the Holy Son's supply of pills, it should still be possible to compensate as much as possible."
"Sword Uncle, I understand all that."
Ning Fengzhi felt helpless, like someone who had eaten bitter herbs but couldn't voice the bitterness.
Time flew by.
Nearly two quarters of an hour had passed when cheers finally erupted from the delivery room.
The cry of a baby began to fill the air.
"Waaah——!"
"!!!"
This ordinary, unremarkable cry instantly made Ning Fengzhi straighten his back.
It's born! It's born!
Another one of his children had been born!
It was his!
The two Titled Douluos, Sword and Bone, also immediately perked up. Following closely behind Ning Fengzhi, the three of them strode forward together, approaching the door of the delivery room.
With a snap!
The door of the delivery room was pushed open by Liu Yi, whose face was now creased with a smile, even the wrinkles filled with joy.
"Congratulations, Sect Master, congratulations!"
"A daughter has been born! Both mother and child are safe!"
"?!"
Upon hearing Liu Yi's words, Ning Fengzhi's face lit up with overwhelming joy. Mother and child safe—that meant Rong'er had pulled through.
But Ning Fengzhi's steps forward still noticeably stiffened for a moment.
It truly was as Ye Tian had said.
He had a daughter.
While his wariness toward Ye Tian deepened, joy also welled up in his heart.
His daughter had been born.
Which meant that in just a few years, their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would soon possess a true Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul.
"Haha!"
Hearing Liu Yi's words, Bone Douluo couldn't help but laugh.
"Excellent, a daughter is wonderful! Our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect finally has a little princess."
"Indeed... we finally have a girl."
Sword Douluo also revealed a smile on his face.
"None of Fengzhi's sons were particularly likable."
"Uncle Sword, how can you say that..."
Ning Fengzhi helplessly twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Alright, Fengzhi!"
Bone Douluo reminded him from the side.
"What are you still standing here for? Hurry in and see them!"
"Yes, yes!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded repeatedly, striding forward quickly.
"I'll go see Rong'er right away."
As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi took long strides, covering two steps in one, and soon arrived at the doorway.
Looking at Liu Yi, his face once again wore a gentle, spring-like smile.
"Aunt Liu, take them to collect their reward money. Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins each!"
"Yes, thank you, Sect Master!"
Liu Yi nodded repeatedly, inwardly letting out a huge sigh of relief.
She immediately signaled the many attendants inside the room to withdraw, though she thoughtfully left two maids outside to keep watch. Leading the others, she made her way to the place where rewards were distributed.
Only after everyone had left the room did Ning Fengzhi straighten his clothes. Maintaining his composure, he strode forward and soon stepped into the room, where he saw Zhao Rong'er lying on the bed, still covered in sweat.
"Rong'er~"
Ning Fengzhi called out softly, immediately stepping forward to sit by the bed.
He tightly grasped Zhao Rong'er's slightly trembling hand.
At the same time, Ning Fengzhi's gaze naturally fell upon his daughter, still swaddled and lying beneath Zhao Rong'er's arm. Unlike his previous children, this daughter looked delicate and fair-skinned, not wrinkled at all, as tender and white as a freshly peeled lychee. She was sure to grow into a beauty.
Her cries were also crisp and clear, extremely pleasant to the ear.
Ning Fengzhi did not look at her for long.
Listening to his daughter's cries, he turned his concern to Zhao Rong'er lying on the bed.
"Rong'er, how are you feeling?"
Once the pill's effects wore off, the euphoria vanished entirely.
Zhao Rong'er's voice was now incredibly weak, as if even lifting her eyelids required great effort. Her sweat-beaded eyelashes fluttered over half-open eyes, fixed intently on Ning Fengzhi.
"Husband~ I'm so tired."
"You've worked hard, Rong'er. It's alright, you pulled through. From now on, I'll find a way to restore your health."
Ning Fengzhi gently smoothed the strands of hair clinging to Zhao Rong'er's face.
He softly kneaded her jade-like hand.
With the connection to the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, replenishing Zhao Rong'er's depleted vitality wouldn't be too difficult.
"Thank you, husband~"
Without Ning Fengzhi needing to say more.
Zhao Rong'er had already found her own remedy.
"I think... that medicine just now was really good, it made Rong'er feel so wonderful."
"..."
Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned upon hearing this still rather bold statement.
He almost felt a hint of green sprouting on his head~
Zhao Rong'er had no time to think about such things now. In her critically ill and dying state, she only wanted to fill the emptiness within her body and softly asked, "Is there more? I want more..."
"Yes, there is!"
At a time like this, what else could Ning Fengzhi do but comply with her every request?
Of course, aside from cutting off that imaginary green sprout on his head.
He readily agreed.
"Rong'er, don't worry, I will get it for you. This pill can indeed replenish your overdrawn vitality. I will try to obtain as many as possible. These pills, especially the Body Tempering Pill you took, will also greatly benefit our daughter's future."
Ning Fengzhi held Zhao Rong'er's hand and promised with a smile.
"Good... good..."
Zhao Rong'er nodded, already too weak to say anything more.
She lowered her beautiful eyes, looking at the infant in her arms. On her pale, sweat-beaded delicate face, a maternal glow appeared.
"Husband, give our daughter a name."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, extending a finger to gently touch the baby. As he felt the child's small hand, he thought for a moment and said softly, "Rong'er, let's call her Rongrong, what do you think? I hope she can bring unprecedented glory to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."
"Rongrong? Good, let's call her Rongrong."
"Mmm~"
Zhao Rong'er savored the name, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
Her jade-like hand rested on Ning Rongrong's swaddling clothes, full of tenderness as she said, "Rongrong is indeed a beautiful name. However, I don't want my daughter to bear too much burden—being happy is enough. But I respect and trust your choice, husband..."
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback at first, then looked at Zhao Rong'er with deep emotion.
Gazing into those eyes full of affection.
His heart softened.
"Husband, I really want to sleep now~"
Zhao Rong'er's voice was as faint as a mosquito's hum, her eyelids growing heavy as they slowly closed.
"Rong'er?"
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly grasped Zhao Rong'er's wrist to check and only then realized she had simply fallen asleep.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the child in the swaddling clothes who had also cried herself to exhaustion, Ning Fengzhi did not disturb the mother and daughter. Instead, he quietly left the room and instructed the two maids at the door to keep a close watch.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi come out, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo immediately approached.
"Fengzhi, how is it? How are Rong'er and the child?"
Bone Douluo inquired.
"Don't worry, Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone. Although Rong'er has overdrawn a lot of vitality, her life is not in any immediate danger for the next few years."
Ning Fengzhi finally revealed a relaxed smile.
"This time, it really was thanks to the pills gifted by the Spirit Hall's Holy Son. Otherwise, Rong'er might not have made it."
"As long as she's fine, that's what matters."
Bone Douluo sighed in relief.
Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, thinking of Ye Tian, and asked, "Fengzhi, do you think the Spirit Hall's Holy Son might have foreseen that Rong'er would face this calamity? That's why he gifted you so many pills."
"Hiss? That can't be, could that kid really have the ability to foresee the future?"
Bone Douluo exclaimed in surprise.
"How could I possibly know for sure?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.
"He was able to predict that Rong'er would give birth to a girl, which indeed surprised me quite a bit. However, I still don't quite believe in things like predicting the future. Nevertheless, he is Rong'er's savior after all, so I should show him some gratitude. Besides, replenishing Rong'er's depleted vitality will also require the Holy Son's two Soul Skills."
"That's true... predicting the future or anything like that is just too mysterious."
Bone Douluo nodded deeply in agreement.
Sword Douluo crossed his arms and asked, "Fengzhi, what do you plan to do? How will you thank him?"
Ning Fengzhi paced forward, holding his cane, and after a moment of thought, said, "Since the Holy Son is Rong'er's savior, it shouldn't be just me who repays him. Let's include my daughter, Rongrong, as well."
Sword Douluo nodded.
Bone Douluo's eyes lit up with surprise.
"Rongrong? So that's the name of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's little princess?"
"Yes, Uncle Bone."
Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded. Sword Douluo remarked with a slight smile, "That's a good name—elegant and noble."
"Rong'er said the same."
Ning Fengzhi chuckled proudly before steering the conversation back to the matter at hand.
"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall's Longevity Pavilion, under the construction of the Defense Clan, will soon be completed. By then, our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can use Rongrong's full-moon banquet as an opportunity to gather the major forces of the Soul Master world... bringing more and better exposure to the Longevity Pavilion!"
Ning Fengzhi leaned on his cane, clasped his hands behind his back, and gazed at the distant sunset.
"A good idea, and it also caters to his interests."
Sword Douluo nodded in approval.
"However, before this full-moon banquet begins, we must first contact the Dugu family."
"Yes, that's only right."
Ning Fengzhi nodded.
Ye Tian had no idea that, through a twist of fate, his pills had already been held by the newborn Ning Rongrong.
Just as the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect welcomed its one and only little princess...
Far away in Heaven Dou City.
On the top floor of the most luxurious, noble, and successful etiquette academy—the Moon Pavilion!
A woman dressed in a goose-yellow palace gown leaned against the window. Her light blue hair was styled elegantly with various hair ornaments.
Her demeanor was incomparably noble and graceful.
As she gazed at the building opposite the Moon Pavilion—a structure that, in just two short months, had already far surpassed the Moon Pavilion in scale and height—a peculiar glint occasionally flashed in her eyes.
Those figures working diligently...
She had once been so familiar with them, even able to command them at will.
But now, the Defense Clan truly had no connection whatsoever with their Clear Sky School.
If there was any connection at all...
It could only be hatred and resentment.
With such thoughts, there was no doubt—this woman was the daughter of the former patriarch of the Clear Sky School, the sister of Tang Hao and the current Clear Sky School patriarch Tang Xiao... Tang Yuehua!
Tang Yuehua's gaze gradually shifted from the rooftop of the building opposite to the distant sunset.
Though she was curious about that building, her heart was burdened with worries she still couldn't let go of, even to this day.
"Hao, where exactly are you?"
Tang Yuehua murmured.
"Did you receive the news of Father's death? Have you seen the devastation of the sect...
"How is your child with her?"
No one could answer Tang Yuehua.
All she heard was the sound of stones clashing from the opposite side of the Moon Pavilion.
The construction of the Longevity Pavilion had reached its final stages!
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The letter dispatched from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, passed through Dugu Bo's hands, was secretly delivered to Spirit Hall City!
It was not until nightfall that Ye Tian, from Bibi Dong's bed, received Ning Fengzhi's letter.
Seeing the peculiar expression on Ye Tian's face, Bibi Dong, who was resting her head on his lap, couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is it? Is there good news from Heaven Dou City?"