Chapter 6

Jiang Xiaotong rubbed his eyes again, he was going insane, it must have been from watching the amazing thunder tribulations when Ming Yongnian ascended. Followed by a premonition in the sky. "Bro, when did you fuck?" He spilled.

Ming Yongnian's expression darkened.

Beads of sweat formed on Jiang Xiaotong's forehead, his hands flailing around. "Some lady robbed you right?!" Robbed your dick.

It was the wrong question to be asked. Ming Yongnian's face gradually blackened.

Jiang Xiaotong knew that if he said the wrong thing, this brother of his would strangle him. "It's, it's a, ermm, some spiritual foetus?!" His guess seemed to be correct, the pressure he was under greatly lessened. "You didn't do it on purpose did you?"

"Do I strike you as the type to have a family?"

Jiang Xiaotong clamped his mouth and shook his head. Forget about falling in love, Ming Yongnian was a true sage. Even if his brother had certain urges, cough, he won't seek others out. Jiang Xiaotong was afraid to admit that Ming Yongnian has no certain urges at all.

He led his brother to where the nine of them were staying while Ming Yongnian was recovering for the past few months. It was a not so modest house in the middle of nowhere, one look and people would think it was a noble's house. This house was the artwork of that fanatic builder Lan Jianhong.

Currently Feng Delun, Jie Qiqiang, Li Jiayi, and Jin Liwei are in the process of cutting ties with their family, in a manner of speaking. Thus these people were not available to prevent a certain pervert from whispering his ideas.

"This child was born from a lotus?" Luo Huifang observed the baby.

Wu Jinjing hummed thoughtfully. "The lotus should be a natural spiritual foetus created by nature itself, and it should have absorbed eldest brother's spiritual energy. Created a bond with him, and this child was born."

"I've heard several pillow talk about creating a spiritual foetus, it is an extremely delicate task. Even an immortal might not accomplish such a feat. Eldest brother, you are an especially lucky man to have this child." Lai Meihui showered praises.

"This baby is a gift to you, eldest brother, from the universe!" Lan Jianhong spewed.

The praised man, Ming Yongnian, was listlessly staring at the wall.

Seeing Ming Yongnian's expression, Luo Huifang tried to convince the immortal. "Come now eldest brother, I've heard that having a daughter of your own isn't such a bad thing. You'll have someone to take care of you."

"..."

Ming Yongnian was certain that he wouldn't grow old and wrinkly, to the point that he would no longer be able to take care of himself. If anything now he had to take care of others. A fleeting thought of throwing the child away crossed his mind.

An ear splitting cry broke the peacefulness.

Jiang Xiaotong covered his ears, face wrinkled. "Why is the baby crying?!"

"Well at least we know eldest brother's baby will have a good throat." Lai Meihui grimace.

Grabbing two pillows from somewhere, Lan Jianhong used it to block his ears, he gritted his teeth. "Don't worry, uncle will make you a room where you can scream all day without breaking everyone's ear drums."

Luo Huifang who was accustomed to hearing high pitched screams nonchalantly said, "Maybe she's hungry."

"I'll go get some milk." Wu Jinjing made her exit.

The apparent father of the crying child watched as everything fell into chaos all because of a child's cries.

Milk was given, but it was rejected, the baby cried louder. Obviously it was not a number one or two case. If it was, Ming Yongnian would've been the first one to receive the gift (of poo or pee) from the child. Someone tried to take the baby away from Ming Yongnian but the baby cried louder, it became apparent that the baby was very attached to Ming Yongnian.

It was a long battle of coaxing, rolling on the ground (mostly on Lan Jianhong's part), praising, and kowtowing for the baby to finally calm down.

Ming Yongnian, the great Immortal, actually meditated while his brothers and sisters struggled to entertain his child. Hearing the cries had stopped for some minutes, he looked down to see that the baby was soundly asleep. The child cried herself to sleep.

On the ground, Lan Jianhong's forehead was red from excessively kowtowing. "Bro, eldest brother, how could you meditate with all the cries?"

"I could meditate while you're snoring."

Lan Jianhong paused. Yes, this statement seemed to make sense.

Wu Jinjing had fetched a cloth made out of soft fabric. There was no baby clothing, a makeshift swaddle will have to do the job, for now. Each time the baby moved they collectively held their breath, fearing that the baby they dubbed as "little ancestor" may wake up. When the baby remained asleep they all sighed in relief.

This was when the pervert who had been laying in waiting for the right moment stuck his neck out. Lan Jianhong telepathically talked to Ming Yongnian of their plan to establish a sect of their own.

[...so I thought building our sect in the Barren realm was the best idea! What do you think, eldest brother? You're not planning to ascend to the Celestial realm anytime soon right?] Lan Jianhong's eyes landed on the sleeping baby.

Ming Yongnian brushed the child's cheeks, an inexplicable emotion flashed through the immortal's eyes. [Even without this child I would not ascend.]

Hearing Ming Yongnian's words, Lan Jianhong was left astounded. [You're not ascending? But I thought that's — that everyone has to ascend once they're immortal! They don't?]

Ming Yongnian shook his head. Once he broke through his bottleneck, he felt something pulling him. Like a rope had tied itself onto his body. He had resisted the pull but it was growing more insistent while he was in the cave. But it was nothing that he could not ignore. Then an envoy from the Celestial realm came to visit him in his consciousness. [It's a choice, if I do not wish to ascend no one could force me to. But an envoy of theirs visited me in a vision.]