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In the deep night, everything on Lingxiao Peak seems to be immersed in a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere. In the room of Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, the gentle candlelight flickers, casting their shadows.
However, this tranquility did not last long. In the dead of night, Molan suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, the kind of pain that almost made it impossible for her to maintain a sitting posture, involuntarily clutching her stomach, her face pale.
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord immediately sensed something was wrong, and he quickly got up, walking lightly to Molan's side, asking with concern, "Molan, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Molan bit her lip, trying to regulate her breathing, and replied softly, "I... I'm not sure, suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my stomach... it might be... it might be time."
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord heard this and furrowed his brows, but quickly regained his composure. He gently caressed Molan's hand and encouraged her, saying, "Don't worry, I'm here. We will welcome our child together."
Molan nodded slightly in pain. She knew she had to be strong, for the new life about to come and for Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord. She couldn't let fear occupy her mind.
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord Immediately unleash the immortal power, adjusting the atmosphere of the entire room to the most suitable state for production. The air is filled with a gentle and peaceful force, warm yet not humid, capable of soothing Molan's pain and maintaining a fresh breath.
Then, he quickly transformed a fairy bed, covering it with soft and elastic fairy silk to ensure Molan's comfort during the production process. He himself stood by the bed at all times, ready to lend a hand at any moment.
Molan's pain continued to intensify, her breathing became rapid, and sweat dripped from her forehead, soaking her hair. With each wave of pain, she tightly held the hand of the Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, seeking comfort and strength.
Although a calm expression remained on the face of the Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, the worry in his eyes was impossible to conceal. He used his immortal power to gently soothe Molan's abdomen, attempting to alleviate her pain, while quietly reciting protective spells to ensure the safety of both mother and child.
Lingxiao Peak, inside a room, the candlelight flickers. Molan tightly holds the hand of the Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, her face pale, sweat dripping from her forehead, showing that she is experiencing extraordinary pain. The starlight outside contrasts sharply with the candlelight in the room. At this moment, the entire Fairyland seems to be waiting quietly for the arrival of new life.
"Ah..." Molan couldn't help but groan in another wave of intense pain, her body involuntarily tensing up.
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord His brow furrowed, and his palms trembled slightly from the force, showing his inner anxiety and helplessness at the moment. But he tried to keep his voice as calm as possible: "Molan, hold on, I'm here."
"I... I know," Molan forced herself to respond with a weak voice, but even so, her tone still carried a hint of humor, "This pain is more troublesome than learning immortal techniques."
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord smiled lightly, and this smile seemed to add a relaxed atmosphere to the solemn room: "You always manage to find joy in such moments."
At this moment, Besha drifted over, her face carrying a gentle smile, holding a bottle of sparkling spirit liquid in her hand. She walked lightly to Molan's side and whispered, " Molan, this is the spirit liquid I specially prepared for you, it can help relieve your pain and ensure a smooth delivery."
Molan Although in pain, still showed a grateful smile to Besha. Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord took the spirit liquid and gently helped Molan drink it.
As the spirit liquid took effect, Molan's expression gradually relaxed, and their breathing began to steady. Besha comforted softly, "Soon, we will be able to welcome the arrival of little Immortal Lord."
Time passed by minute by minute, and Molan's pain seemed to reach its peak, filling the entire room with her suppressed breathing and occasional low moans. Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord and the master of Besha Palace stood by her, cheering her on.
Finally, after a deep breath, the cry of a baby cut through the silence of the night, bringing a new vitality to this Fairyland night. Molan lay weakly on the bed, sweat and tears intermingled on her face, yet she wore a relieved smile.
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord swiftly wrapped the baby in immortal energy, gently cleaned it, and placed the tiny life in Molan's arms. It was a healthy baby boy with the features of Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord and the smile of Molan. His crying was full of strength, as if telling the world of his arrival.
Tears filled Molan's eyes as she looked at the precious baby in her arms, exhausted but incredibly happy. "Yunyao, our Yunyao, has finally come to this world."
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord In his eyes, there were also tears shimmering. He gently caressed his son's little hand, his face filled with paternal love: "Yun Yao, our treasure, you will be the happiest child in this Fairyland."
At this moment, the entire Fairyland seemed to feel this joy. From Lingxiao Peak to the farthest Fairy Island, countless fairy lights rose, flashing with colorful lights, celebrating the birth of this new life.
Bi shui Palace and its Besha, the Cultivator of Fire Sect, the messenger of the Netherworld Valley, and even the wandering swordsman hidden in the world, Tsang Yen, all released their blessed fairy lights, and the colorful lights illuminated the entire night sky, incredibly beautiful.
At this moment, all the conflicts and struggles seem to have been temporarily set aside, and every creature in Fairyland is rejoicing in the joy of this new life.
Molan looked at the fireworks outside the window and softly said to the cloud in his arms, "Look, this is a welcome ceremony prepared for you. Your arrival has filled the entire Fairyland with hope."
Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord looked affectionately at Molan and the cloud, and gently said, "From now on, we will be a complete family. I will protect you until the end of my days."
On this joyful and blessed evening, Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord did not notice that in the distant darkness, a pair of eyes were quietly watching everything. It was Wuhen from the depths of the Netherworld Valley, and his eyes held both satisfaction and complexity. He murmured, "Yun Yao, the hope of new life, may you grow into a true hero in Fairyland."
On this night, whether it was the new family on Lingxiao Peak or the people far away who were paying attention to all of this, they all felt an unprecedented warmth and hope. The birth of new life was not only the happiness of Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, but also received the blessings of the entire Fairyland.
As time passed, Yunyao grew up healthy under the care of his parents. Every time he laughed, it became the most precious memory in the lives of Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord. Their love also became deeper and more steadfast during this process.
On Yunyao's full moon day, Lingxiao Sect held a grand celebration, inviting representatives from various major forces of Fairyland to Lingxiao Peak to celebrate the birth of this little Immortal Lord. On this day, the entire Fairyland once again immersed itself in joy and harmony.
Besha Yunyao personally wove a fairy robe, embroidered with runes of blessings for safety; Tsang Yen presented a delicate little sword, symbolizing protection and bravery; Liu Guan brought a bottle of fairy dew distilled from the depths of the Bi shui Palace to bless Yunyao's healthy growth.
Meanwhile, Wuhen did not appear, but secretly left a gift—a ancient book recording the secrets of the Nether Valley. This ancient book was hidden by Yunyao's bedside, waiting for him to discover it in the future.
This series of blessings and gifts not only represents the love and expectations for Yunyao, but also symbolizes the support and blessings from various forces in the Fairyland for this family.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Yunyao has already learned to walk and talk. He is lively, lovely, and smart, becoming the little sun on Lingxiao Peak. And Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord have also experienced unprecedented happiness and fulfillment in this process.
Although the future road is still long and there will be many unknowns waiting for them and Cloud, as long as the family is together, supporting each other, there is no fear of any hardship. This belief is like the eternal light on Lingxiao Peak, illuminating their future and guiding them towards a brighter tomorrow.
In this loving and hopeful family, Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord teach Cloud to have courage, kindness, and wisdom, to become a true Immortal Lord. Not only must he have the power to protect himself and his family, but he must also have the responsibility to safeguard the peace and prosperity of this Fairyland.
As Yunyao grew up, he began to show a strong curiosity about the world around him, whether it was every plant on Lingxiao Peak, the crystal lake of Bi shui Palace, or the misty forest of the Netherworld Valley. Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord saw this as a sign of Yunyao's growth, and they were pleased.
Every night, as the stars twinkled in Fairyland, Molan would sit with Yunyao on Lingxiao Peak, pointing to the stars and telling ancient and magical Fairyland legends. Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord would join them, sharing this peaceful and beautiful moment. These nights were filled with warmth and happiness, becoming the most beautiful memories of Yunyao's childhood.
As time passes, life for this small family on Lingxiao Peak becomes increasingly rich and colorful. While nurturing Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord to become an outstanding Immortal Lord, Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord have not forgotten to teach him gratitude and giving back, helping him understand that true strength lies not only in the display of power, but also in spiritual growth.
In this environment, Cloud Soaring gradually grows up, inheriting not only the good qualities of his parents but also developing his own insights. His presence, like a shining new star, brings endless joy to Molan and Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord's lives and endless anticipation to the entire Fairyland.
The story continues, and Molan, Cloud Soaring Immortal Lord, and their family will become the beginning of a legend on Lingxiao Peak. Their story will be sung by future generations and become an eternal legend in Fairyland.
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