For the Next Generation, We Must Strive

This news was far more shocking than Chen Yunxuan and the others ascending to the higher realm.

Chen Chang'an was even a little dazed!

He had never imagined he would become a father so soon, let alone that his child would be so stubborn, remaining in the womb for decades without any sign of coming out.

"Has such a thing ever happened in the Ancient Immortal Domain?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.

"Never heard of it."

"Based on my knowledge, the longest pregnancy I've heard of was three years. A pregnancy lasting decades… truly unheard of."

"Moreover, according to our Zhou family's observations and deductions, it seems the two madams will still need a long time before they can give birth."

"It might be precisely because of this that the two madams have delayed their breakthrough and ascension to the Ancient Immortal Domain," Zhou Yuanxiong analyzed.

Still a long time?

Could this pregnancy last a hundred years… or even several hundred?

This was just too absurd!

"Big bro, should you go back and check on them?"

"This is a big deal, after all," Da Huang asked from the side.

Go back and check?

After all, these were his women carrying his child. He had been away for decades—it really did seem like he should go back and see them.

"It looks like I should go back for a visit."

"Zhou Family Head, if I appear in the lower realm, will it have any impact?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"As long as you suppress your cultivation to the Quasi-Emperor realm, there won’t be any issues."

"When do you plan to go back? I’ll send you," Zhou Yuanxiong asked.

"Hmm… right now."

"Da Huang, you guys stay here and wait for me. I’ll be back soon."

"Big bro, don’t worry about us. There’s food and drinks here."

"Worst case, Family Head Zhou is so hospitable—I’m sure he’ll take good care of us."

"Right, Family Head Zhou? Do you have… brothels around here?"

Da Huang’s words made Zhou Yuanxiong’s face darken. Brothels? What kind of place did he think the Zhou family was? Of course they wouldn’t have such establishments.

"Our family doesn’t have any," Zhou Yuanxiong said irritably.

"I meant nearby."

"None."

"Then could you help me look for one?"

"I—"

"Alright, Family Head Zhou, don’t mind Da Huang. Let’s go first."

"Very well."

Tai Xuan Realm

Twin Emperors’ Palace

The Murong sisters had long since left the Chaotic Region. After all, once they became pregnant, they worried that staying in such a turbulent place might affect the child.

But they never expected this pregnancy to be so difficult.

Over the decades, their bellies had gradually grown, yet the child showed no signs of being born.

"Sister, when do you think this child will finally come out?"

"All the spiritual energy we absorb now is completely taken by this little one."

"Otherwise, we could have already ascended to the upper realm to find our husband," Murong Qingwu asked helplessly.

"I don’t know either. Ah, we’ll just have to take it one step at a time. I wonder how our husband is doing in the upper realm now," Murong Qingrou also felt deeply frustrated.

Being able to conceive Chen Chang'an’s child had brought them great joy—it was the crystallization of their love.

But who knew this crystallization would be so hard to complete? After becoming pregnant, their cultivation speed had indeed increased dramatically, leaving them astonished.

However, once their cultivation reached the peak of the Emperor realm, it stagnated.

All the energy they gained from cultivation was entirely absorbed by the fetus in their wombs.

Years passed in the blink of an eye, yet the little one inside still seemed unsatisfied.

"Who’s there?"

"Is it… you?"

Suddenly, Murong Qingrou sensed a familiar aura, and her entire body trembled with excitement.

This aura was something she knew all too well—something she had dreamed of day and night.

Murong Qingwu was stunned for a moment before also sensing the presence that had haunted her thoughts.

"Husband?"

"Is it really you?"

Just as the two were overwhelmed with emotion, yet afraid to believe it in case they were disappointed, Chen Chang'an appeared before them.

"I’m back," Chen Chang'an said with a gentle smile as he looked at them.

"Husband!"

The moment they saw him, they threw themselves into his arms without hesitation.

Decades apart—they had missed him every single moment.

So much so that when he truly appeared before them, they couldn’t believe it was real, fearing it might just be an illusion.

"It’s real, it’s real!"

"Husband really came back!"

Pressed against Chen Chang'an’s chest, feeling his warmth and the scent they had longed for, the Murong sisters burst into tears.

"Alright, no more crying. I’m here now."

"You’ve both worked hard all these years," Chen Chang'an said softly.

Hearing this, they cried even harder. They had once doubted whether Chen Chang'an would forget about them entirely after leaving.

But now, he had truly returned—all their perseverance had not been in vain.

Chen Chang'an wasn’t particularly skilled at comforting women, but fortunately, the two were understanding. They knew crying endlessly would only make things difficult for him.

"Will you leave again this time?" Murong Qingrou asked hesitantly.

"Yes. There’s still much to do in the Ancient Immortal Domain."

"This time, I mainly came back to see the two of you."

"I heard… you’re both pregnant, and it’s a bit unusual."

Heard?

Chen Chang'an, in the upper realm, had actually heard news from the lower world?

It must be because he cared for them deeply—that’s why he kept track of their situation. Yes, it had to be so.

Thinking this, the sisters gazed at Chen Chang'an with hearts full of happiness.

"Husband, you’re so good. Even after ascending, you still cared about us."

Hearing this, Chen Chang'an felt a little embarrassed. It was true he hadn’t forgotten them, but "caring" might be stretching it.

"You’re my women. How could I not care about you?"

"I’ve been thinking of you every moment."

"I only just learned about your situation from the Zhou family."

"As soon as I heard, I rushed back."

If Da Huang had been here, he would have immediately exposed Chen Chang'an’s shameless lies.

It wasn’t him who asked—Zhou Yuanxiong was the one who brought it up!

"Husband…"

Seeing the affectionate look in their eyes, Chen Chang'an felt a little overwhelmed.

But given their condition, vigorous activities weren’t advisable.

"You two little temptresses."

"With your current state, behave yourselves," Chen Chang'an said helplessly.

"Husband, it’s fine. It won’t affect anything."

"The fetus has long been stable."

Hmm?

It’s fine?

Well then…

"Right, moderate exercise is good for health."

"And beneficial for the child’s growth."

"For the sake of the next generation…"

"Let’s… get moving!"

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