Volume One, Chapter 56: Ninth Brother, I don't want to give birth to this child

After Morning Sickness, Beijing’s Elite Heirs Compete to Be the Father No Second Porridge 1218 words 2026-02-09 16:19:40

Yan Qiuning’s calf was clasped firmly by the man’s hand, and as she struggled, she felt a ticklish sensation. Yet Qin Zhan’s hand refused to release her, his cool fingers gently stroking her calf. “In a few days, I might need to go to Harbor City,” he said.

The chief’s voice was not effeminate—thin and clear, combined with his touch, it gradually soothed Mi Zhen’s throbbing, aching head. A flicker of mockery flashed in Jiu Zide’s eyes, and suddenly Nan Qingxue rushed forward, landing a punch that sent him sprawling to the ground.

Kit paid no heed; he was well aware of the wager between Mulu and Blair, and since it was a bet, the Demon City would not interfere. Thus, some factions among them had already infiltrated the human world, luring people with high wages to apply for jobs, only to send them to places haunted by evil spirits, hoping to break the barrier between the worlds and complete certain rituals.

“I don’t know why, but I’m really not in a good mood right now. You saw what happened to Li Li. Do you want to jump down from here as well?” The words of Qian Yiliu carried no emotion, yet those who heard them could sense the sorrow permeating within.

With his speed and mysterious movement techniques, he could absolutely shake off the ferocious beast before him and catch up with his target.

“That’s all we can do for now,” Old Master Shen said, knowing the matter could not be rushed. He nodded, acknowledging his understanding.

“The talisman written personally by the Celestial Master—a booklet contains three talismans: Five Thunder True Law, Absolute Earth Celestial Communication, and All Evils Retreat. Each talisman is equivalent to a single intervention by the Celestial Master,” Zhang Hetu explained.

The city on the bay gradually grew lively. Besides the increase in daily caravans, there were more refugees—families of the Flying Swallow Army, forced to flee to Tianlang in search of their loved ones.

What Liu Xie admired most about Xin Ping was his unwavering loyalty to the Yuan family; even when facing utter destruction, his faith remained steadfast.

“Captain, the landing team is ready, and the aerospace plane is in good condition, fully charged and ready for any mission,” the team leader reported to Wang Wei after checking the status of the aircraft.

Li Botian ate by himself, while Liu Qing and Li Liang could only swallow their saliva. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to eat—they had tried a bite earlier—but as soon as the meat entered their stomachs, they were overcome with uncontrollable retching.

As it went down, a coolness spread throughout the body, refreshing and invigorating, as if every cell had awakened and begun to pulse.

A wild wind whipped up where the white shield and crimson sword light clashed, blowing at the spectators’ clothing and causing them to squint against the gust.

In truth, all of this was merely a casual act for Zhunti. Though the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts were famed as profound, attaining mastery was far from easy for most.

After much consideration, Li Hong decided to wear his old clothes and put on a mask when he went out. He would tie up his hair and pretend nothing had happened.

The owner personally escorted Qin Xuan to the entrance and only relaxed once he saw Qin Xuan get into the car.

Overwhelmed by immense force, his body collapsed. The sacred sword, hiding its wielder’s face, struck Tarasque’s back but did not continue its attack; due to the angle, Yagi Yukisai’s shoulder was deeply cleaved by the sword, rendering his entire left arm useless.

Though Ye Lan couldn’t guess what Nie Yi wanted, the urgency in Nie Yi’s voice made it clear that something important was about to be discussed.

Many students carried meticulously crafted resumes, beaming with confidence and determination.

Precisely because the Thousand Crimson Day Battalion was so formidable, they had endured much ostracism from the other Frost Army divisions. This was why their commander, Gao Qian, so desperately sought the support of the Six Ghosts.