Doomsday Stewed Salted Fish C74.1

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Chapter 74. (1/2) Immortal Cultivation Extra 6

When she regained consciousness, Gu Fan felt someone touching her.

The hand was very small and fell gently on her face, like a kitten or a puppy, without any threat, and she felt very comfortable, so she did not make a move.

Gu Fan slowly opened her eyes.

A pretty little face appeared in front of her.

It was a doll with high pigtails, a fair and tender face with cute baby fat, and big eyes that were clear black and white, reflecting her shadow clearly.

Gu Fan: …

Where did this child come from?

“Mom.” The baby, whose gender was difficult to tell by appearance, suddenly called out tentatively.

Gu Fan: …

Because there was no response from her, the doll blinked, suddenly jumped off the bed, and ran away.

Gu Fan sat up, her mind still clouded with confusion.

Traces of her and Lu Ya’s passion still lingered in her mind, vivid enough to bring a flush to her cheeks. But as Gu Fan took in her surroundings, she realized the room was unfamiliar, not the villa she remembered, signaling a shift in her reality.

Just as she was about to release her spiritual consciousness, the voice of the baby came from outside the window: “Daddy, doesn’t mom recognize me?”

The one who answered him was the clear and smooth male voice that Gu Fan was familiar with: “Well, your mother has been sleeping for three years and has not seen you yet.”

Gu Fan: …

Two people, one big and one small, walked in. Lu Ya was wearing a white Taoist robe, looking as handsome as ever, holding the beautiful baby in his hand.

Gu Fan looked at Lu Ya, then at the child. The two had similar features and eyebrows, and anyone who saw them would believe that they were father and son.

When did Lu Ya have a son? Why does this son call her mother?

Gu Fan looked at Lu Ya in disbelief: “You…”

Lu Ya picked up his son and walked to Gu Fan, pointing his slender index finger at her forehead.

A memory belonging to Lu Ya appeared in Gu Fan’s mind.

In her memory, Lu Ya carried her, who was sleeping, out of the small courtyard assigned to her by the sect. Outside the door stood the sword master who had an ethereal appearance but a frosty face.

Sword Master: “Are you dissatisfied with your own rapid cultivation? Do you think cultivating immortals and overcoming tribulations is a joke?”

Lu Ya still had that casual smile on his face: “Master, don’t worry. I have the confidence that I can merge again. If I’m lucky, I might even ascend to heaven before you.”

The sword master walked away.

The leader of the Golden Sword Sect reappeared and looked at Lu Ya with a look of regret: “With Junior Sister’s current aptitude, it is only a matter of time for you to cultivate to the Spiritual Transformation Realm on your own. Why are you so anxious? Now that your realm has dropped drastically, it will be more difficult for you to cultivate from the Spiritual Transformation to the Fusion Realm than before.”

Lu Ya smiled and said, “It’s fun when it’s difficult, but it’s boring when it’s too easy.”

The sect leader sighed, shook his head, and left.

Lu Ya took Gu Fan back to his cave and stayed by her bedside every day for a month. Lu Ya used his spiritual sense to check the spiritual energy in her body. The man who had always been casual and seemed unable to take anything seriously suddenly changed his expression. He picked up Gu Fan and went to Jianfeng to ask to see the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint glanced at Gu Fan, his expression changed, and he glared at Lu Ya and said, “Evil disciple, is it because Gu Fan doesn’t like you that you used such a despicable method to force her to get pregnant?”

After confirming that she was really pregnant, Lu Ya was overjoyed, but he did not forget to clarify for himself: “Fanfan and I love each other, it is definitely not what Master misunderstood. As for pregnancy, the higher the cultivation level of a Taoist couple, the harder it is to conceive. Master should know this even if he has never been a Taoist couple. How can a disciple do this deliberately?”

The Sword Master was speechless.

Lu Ya asked nervously, “Master, Fanfan still needs time to consolidate her realm. Will pregnancy at this time affect her body?”

Sword Master: “No.”

Lu Ya: “Will that affect the child?”

Sword Master: “I have never been in a relationship, how can I know this?”

After saying this, the Sword Master returned to his hut.

It was rare for Lu Ya to be scolded by his master. After being annoyed for a moment, he immediately took Gu Fan to find his other master, who was the best at making pills. A great master in the Void Refinement Stage had unexpectedly become Lu Ya’s personal doctor. It was not until Gu Fan gave birth to a child successfully, and both mother and child were safe, that the alchemy master was able to regain his peace of mind.

Since Gu Fan was unconscious, the child was not named and was always referred to as “little baby” by the elders of the Sword Sect.

The little one entered the world already at the Golden Core Stage, his intelligence shining from the start. By the age of one, he was meditating with his Sword Saint grandfather and had already mastered several powerful spells. Yet, what he loved most was caring for his slumbering mother. He would gently use the dust removal technique to keep her clean, and, knowing her fondness for the red flowers his father had planted across the mountains, he would gather them into vases and place them lovingly by her bedside.

The memory that lasted for three years seemed to take only half an hour.

Lu Ya had obviously processed this memory. For example, when Gu Fan was asleep or the child was too young, the scenes were all fleeting, while the cute moments of the child’s growth were slowed down. If Gu Fan wanted to take a closer look, he could control the memory to play even slower.

When the memory replayed this morning, it finally came to an end.

Gu Fan went to see the child again.