Chapter 202: Wang Li and Xia Qingwu’s Son Is BORN!
Swallowing his fear, Lin Yun stepped onto the altar. Immediately, a crimson mist enveloped him, and he felt a searing pain as a drop of demon blood merged with his own. He screamed, his body convulsing as the blood coursed through his veins, reshaping him from the inside out.
His meridians widened, allowing for a greater flow of spiritual energy. His muscles strengthened, his bones hardened, and his senses sharpened. The transformation was agonizing, but Lin Yun endured, his determination unwavering.
After what felt like an eternity, the pain subsided, and Lin Yun collapsed to his knees, panting heavily. He could feel the power of the Slaughtering Demon Emperor coursing through him, a dark and formidable force that promised unparalleled strength.
The voice spoke again, “You have inherited my legacy. Within this place, you will find the Slaughtering Demon Emperor’s cultivation techniques, battle techniques, and treasures. Use them wisely, for the path ahead is treacherous.”
Lin Yun spent the next five months in the dark, mysterious chamber, immersing himself in the legacy of Bai Wudi. He began by studying the Slaughtering Demon Emperor’s cultivation technique, the “Demon Emperor’s Blood Slaughter Art,” a fearsome technique that allowed him to harness the power of slaughter to fuel his cultivation.
Day after day, Lin Yun practiced the Demon Emperor’s Blood Slaughter Art, drawing upon the dark energy of the chamber to refine his spiritual energy. His cultivation base skyrocketed, and he reached new heights of power with each passing day.
In addition to the cultivation technique, Lin Yun discovered a wealth of battle techniques. He trained relentlessly, mastering the “Nine Shadows of Slaughter,” a technique that allowed him to create multiple shadow clones to confuse and overwhelm his enemies. He also learned the “Blood Reaping Strike,” a devastating attack that drained the life force of his opponents, enhancing his own power.
Lin Yun’s training regimen was grueling. He pushed his body to its limits, honing his skills and strengthening his physique. He sparred with shadow clones, each battle pushing him to improve his techniques and strategies. The dark energy of the chamber seeped into his very being, amplifying his power and sharpening his instincts.
To further enhance his training, Lin Yun utilized the treasures left behind by Bai Wudi. Among them was a set of demonic armor that bolstered his defense and a sinister-looking sword known as the “Blood Reaver.” The sword was said to have been forged in the blood of a thousand fallen enemies, and its blade seemed to thirst for more.
With the Blood Reaver in hand, Lin Yun practiced his swordsmanship with fervor. Each swing of the blade was precise and deadly, and the sword seemed to resonate with his growing power. He also found several ancient scrolls containing powerful array formations, which he studied and incorporated into his arsenal.
Time passed quickly in the dark chamber, and Lin Yun’s transformation was nothing short of miraculous. Although he had only managed to break through from the late Foundation Establishment Realm to the Core Formation Realm, the energy within his body was quite great, encompassing both spiritual and devil energy. His once frail and uncertain self had been replaced by a figure of formidable power and determination. The legacy of Bai Wudi had taken root in him, and he was ready to face whatever challenges awaited him outside this dark place.
After five months of relentless training, Lin Yun stood before the altar once more. He felt a profound sense of gratitude for the power he had gained, but he also understood the weight of the legacy he now bore. The Slaughtering Demon Emperor’s path was one of blood and chaos, and he would need to tread carefully.
“Thank you, Bai Wudi,” Lin Yun whispered, bowing deeply to the altar. “I will use this power to reclaim my honor and conquer the world.”
With newfound strength and resolve, Lin Yun activated the teleportation formation one last time. The dark chamber faded away, replaced by the familiar sights and sounds of the outside world. He had returned, not as the terrified heir fleeing from enemies, but as a warrior ready to reclaim his destiny.
Standing on a rocky outcrop overlooking the sea, Lin Yun took a deep breath of the fresh air. The sky was clear, and the sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over the landscape. He clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within him.
“I will conquer all those who stand in my way,” he vowed, his eyes burning with determination. “And I will make those who wronged me pay dearly.”
His thoughts turned to Wang Xiangyi, the cousin of his enemy Wang Li. She was the first woman he wanted to conquer, to prove his newfound power and to exact his revenge. A cruel smile twisted his lips as he imagined her submitting to him.
“I will start with you, Wang Xiangyi,” Lin Yun muttered. “And then, I will take down Wang Li and his entire alliance. No one will be able to stop me.”
Meanwhile, in the five months that had passed, Wang Li’s allied factions had already looted everything of value from the Lin Family’s branch and consolidated their power. The Three Peaks Alliance had emerged as the undisputed strongest force on the island, bolstered by the complete assistance of Palace Mistress Jiu Lan of the Jade Lotus Palace, who was one of Wang Li’s secret mistresses.
The days had been busy for Wang Li, but his mind was always on the impending birth of his child with Xia Qingwu. Today, as he paced the halls of his residence, a communication talisman suddenly lit up. It was Luo Ziyi.
“Wang Li,” her voice came through clearly, “I’ve finished setting up all preparations. You can come to the mainland to set up your family at any time.”
A smile spread across Wang Li’s face. “Thank you, Ziyi. I will lead my family after the birth of my child.”
“Very well,” Luo Ziyi replied, her tone respectful. “I will be waiting for your arrival.”
The communication talisman dimmed, and Wang Li pocketed it, keeping the information to himself for now. His focus returned to the imminent birth of his son. The anticipation was palpable, and he knew he had to be there for Xia Qingwu.
As the hours ticked by, Wang Li remained by Xia Qingwu’s side, providing comfort and support. “You’re doing great, Qingwu,” he whispered, holding her hand. “Our son will be here soon.”
Xia Qingwu smiled weakly, her eyes filled with love and determination. “I can’t wait to see him, Wang Li.”
The midwives worked diligently, and soon the cries of a newborn filled the room. Tears of joy streamed down Xia Qingwu’s face as she held their son for the first time. “He’s beautiful,” she murmured, looking up at Wang Li with gratitude and love.
Wang Li felt a surge of pride and happiness. “Our family is complete,” he said softly, leaning down to kiss Xia Qingwu’s forehead. “We’ll give him the best life possible.”
Over the next few days, Wang Li remained attentive to Xia Qingwu and their newborn son. He ensured they had everything they needed, from the finest silks for swaddling to the most potent herbs for recovery. His joy was shared by the entire household, and celebrations were held to welcome the new heir.
As Wang Li cradled his son, he couldn’t help but think of the future. With his family’s power consolidated on the island and his loyal allies by his side, he was ready to take on the mainland. The birth of his son marked a new beginning, not just for his family, but for the Three Peaks Alliance as well.
“Wang Li,” Xia Qingwu said one evening as they sat together, their son sleeping peacefully in her arms, “what’s next for us?”
Wang Li smiled, his eyes filled with determination. “We move to the mainland, Qingwu. With Ziyi’s preparations complete, it’s time to expand our influence. Our son will grow up in a world where our family is the strongest.”
Xia Qingwu nodded, her trust in Wang Li unwavering. “I believe in you. We’ll make this journey together.”
With the decision made, Wang Li began making preparations for their move. He informed his trusted allies, Xia Bingling and Song Jingyan, of his plans. “We will maintain our stronghold here, but it’s time to extend our reach. The mainland holds greater opportunities.”
Xia Bingling nodded in agreement. “We’ll support you, Wang Li. Our alliance is stronger than ever.”
Song Jingyan added, “And with our combined strength, no one will be able to stand against us.”
As the final preparations were made, Wang Li looked forward to the challenges and opportunities that awaited them on the mainland.
He was confident in his abilities and the strength of his allies. The future was bright, and he was ready to seize it with both hands.
Wang Li took a moment to reflect on how far they had come. From the tumultuous battles to the consolidation of power, every step had been a testament to their determination and strength. And now, with the birth of his son and the support of his allies, he felt invincible.
