Douluo: Marrying a Wife to Become a God, Having Children for Blessings

"It's born! It's born!"

"Congratulations, my lord! The madam has given birth to a daughter!"

"Excellent, excellent! Great rewards for everyone!"

Zhou Yi dismissed the midwife and strode into the room. His gaze softened as he took in Ah Yin, whose pale, delicate face was tinged with a trace of happiness.

Sitting beside her, Zhou Yi gently grasped her soft hand with his warm, sturdy palm, channeling strands of Sacred Heart True Qi into her body. Nourished by the True Qi, Ah Yin's complexion quickly regained its rosiness, her vitality significantly restored.

"Darling, let me see the child," she said softly.

"Of course," Zhou Yi replied. He carefully picked up the infant and placed her beside Ah Yin. Holding her hand, he smiled and said, "Let's name our daughter Zhou Yuying."

"Yuying... Yuying… Wonderful!" Ah Yin repeated, her satisfaction evident.

Of course, any name chosen by Zhou Yi would please her. Gazing lovingly at the baby next to her, a maternal glow illuminated her delicate features.

"Congratulations, Sister (or Little Sister)! Congratulations, Brother Zhou!"

Li Shishi, Li Baishi, Liu Erlong, and Xiao Wu arrived soon after, their faces beaming with joy as they offered their heartfelt blessings.

Li Shishi and Li Baishi gently rested their hands on their own abdomens, both expecting their turn soon.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu's excitement was mixed with worry. Surrounded by others who had either given birth or were about to, her own lack of progress made her anxious.

"Is it because I'm a Soul Beast?" she wondered. "But Ah Yin is one too. Could it be because I used a Transformation Pill rather than achieving transformation naturally, making it impossible for me to conceive?"

After comforting Xiao Wu, Zhou Yi escorted the women away, leaving Ah Yin to rest.

"Don't worry," Zhou Yi whispered, holding Xiao Wu's soft hand when he noticed her unease. "If we work harder together, I'm sure it won't be long."

Blushing, Xiao Wu nodded, her cheeks aflame with shyness.

Later, Zhou Yi returned to his room, eager to examine the rewards from his latest achievement.

[System Notification: Congratulations, host! A new child has been born.]

[Reward 1: Ten years of cultivation.]

[Reward 2: Ten years of lifespan.]

[Reward 3: One bottle of Supreme Eternal Youth Pills (10 pills).]

"Although not as extravagant as the first-time rewards with Erlong, this is still excellent!" Zhou Yi mused, satisfied with the rewards.

The Supreme Eternal Youth Pills, in particular, caught his attention. These pills could grant perpetual youth, and the effect was literal—eternal preservation at one's peak state. If consumed at fifty years old, the person's appearance would revert to their prime and remain so indefinitely.

"Which woman could possibly resist this pill?" Zhou Yi chuckled, claiming the rewards for lifespan and cultivation.

As a warm current surged through his body, Zhou Yi felt his vitality flourish, leaving him feeling rejuvenated and invigorated.

The ten years of cultivation energy that followed coursed into his body, transforming into a torrent of True Qi.

Activating his Sacred Heart Sutra, Zhou Yi's momentum steadily climbed. However, cultivation at this level became increasingly arduous.

Once past Rank 96, each level demanded an astronomical amount of energy. Moreover, the Sacred Heart Sutra inherently required a massive reservoir of cultivation to advance.

Even Di Shitian, with millennia of effort, had struggled due to his mediocre talent. The sheer demands of the Sacred Heart Sutra spoke volumes about its difficulty.

Yet, its challenges were matched by its power: practitioners possessed greater energy reserves, purer True Qi, and unparalleled strength compared to their peers.

Finally, with a resounding breakthrough, Zhou Yi advanced to Rank 98, surging significantly within the rank.

"At this pace, once Shishi and Baishi give birth, I'll surely reach Rank 99!"

Far from disappointed, Zhou Yi was content with his progress.

Focusing his mind, Zhou Yi checked his attribute panel:

Host: Zhou Yi

Age: 23

Cultivation: Titled Douluo (Rank 98)

Title: Martial God

Martial Soul: Divine Dragon Sword

Cultivation Methods: Sacred Heart Sutra (Perfected), Golden Bell Shield (Perfected, Twelve Stages)

Soul Skills:

Phantom Demon Doppelganger (100,000 years)

Horizon in a Step (1,001 years)

[TL/N: Previously as World Within Reach, but because it was too "grand" for a mere thousand-year soul ring, it will be Horizon in a Step from now on.]

Gravity Domain (4,000 years)

Tiger's Roar Dragon's Cry (15,000 years)

Dark Demon Evil Lightning (65,000 years)

Earth Ant Emperor Slash (90,000 years)

True Dragon Form (90,000 years)

Thousand-Jin Barrier (95,000 years)

Myriad Swords Return to One (100,000 years)

Techniques:

Heaven Cleaving Sword (Perfected)

Grandmaster-Level Medicinal Skills (Perfected)

Lingxi Finger (Perfected)

Ascending Immortal Steps (Perfected)

Heavenly Palace Mirage (Small Success, 1,762/5,000)

Eye of Calamity/Spirit Eyes (Perfected, 11,111)

Light Wave Steps (Small Success, 456/5,000)

Martial Ancestor's Long Fist (Perfected)

Soul Bones: Wind and Thunder Wings (External)

Special Skills: Wheel of Reincarnation Technique

Inventory: Eternal Youth Pills, Heart of Eternity, Four Absolutes of Sacred Heart, Four Calamities of Sacred Heart, Seven Immeasurable Realms, Sea-Calming Sacred Heart Incantation, Nine Yin Manual, Frost Sword, Yang Finger

Experience Points: 6,826

y current cultivation level, I can finally cultivate the Seven Immeasurable Realms!"

Seeing the Seven Immeasurable Realms, which had been gathering dust in his storage for so long, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with a sudden brilliance, and his heart began to race.

"Add points for me!"

"Seven Immeasurable Realms!"

In an instant, five thousand experience points were consumed.

Zhou Yi's consciousness seemed to transcend time and space, merging into the body of a mysterious figure wearing an ice-sculpted mask. Through this connection, he experienced the cultivation process of the Seven Immeasurable Realms.

One day passed.

Two days passed.

Three days passed…

It was unclear how much time had elapsed.

The figure with the ice-sculpted mask suddenly moved. His body transformed into countless particles, effortlessly passing through stone walls and barriers, only to reassemble anywhere at will.

Buzz.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes. A profound, unfathomable depth radiated from them as the mysteries of the Seven Immeasurable Realms flowed within his heart. It felt as if he had cultivated for countless years.

With a mere thought, Zhou Yi's body dissolved into countless particles, silently leaving the Zhou estate, passing through streets and teahouses alike.

He arrived at an inn.

At this moment, the moon had risen high, its light casting long shadows.

Tang Yuehua was enjoying a luxurious bath alone in her room.

Without a sound, countless particles floated into the room, and behind Tang Yuehua, they reformed into the figure of Zhou Yi.

"Marvelous! Truly marvelous!" Zhou Yi could hardly contain his excitement as he felt the profound and mysterious strength of the Seven Immeasurable Realm.

This was undoubtedly a life-saving divine ability.

Ordinary attacks were now effectively nullified against him.

Below the level of divinity, he was invincible.

As for whether divine beings could break through his Seven Immeasurable Realm, Zhou Yi wasn't certain—he had never encountered divine power before and didn't know its true might.

"Ah…"

Startled, Tang Yuehua turned her head sharply. Realizing it was Zhou Yi, she covered herself instinctively and scolded, "Why do you always appear so unpredictably?"

"You scared me to death!"

"And what's so 'marvelous'? You're truly shameless!"

Her cheeks flushed crimson, as red as blood.

In truth, she had misunderstood. Zhou Yi hadn't even looked at her earlier.

Of course, Zhou Yi wasn't foolish enough to explain himself.

Splash.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yi leaped into the bath, smirking mischievously. "Calling me shameless? Let's see how I deal with you for that!"

"Yuehua, are you alright?"

Tang Xiao's voice echoed from outside. He had heard some faint noises and grew concerned.

"I… I'm fine… just taking a bath… mm…"

"As long as you're alright!"

Tang Xiao didn't overthink it. After all, this wasn't like before.

This was the Tang family manor, where his grandfather, the legendary Rank 99 Pinnacle Douluo Tang Chen, resided. What thief would dare stir trouble here? It would be akin to an old tortoise seeking its doom.

"Still, Yuehua is so troublesome. A grown woman, yet she can't even bathe peacefully. Hopefully, she doesn't catch a fever again tomorrow!" Tang Xiao muttered to himself. He had faintly heard splashing water inside.

Over the past few days, Tang Yuehua had frequently been running fevers. Her face would be bright red each morning, and she often appeared excessively drowsy.

Zhou Yi: Too strong—blame me?

Time flowed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, the first day of the third month arrived.

Notting City was in complete uproar.

Why?

Today was the grand day when Zhou Yi would wed the Saintess of Spirit Hall!

The Spirit Hall was an unparalleled force on the Douluo Continent, commanding the allegiance of the most Soul Masters across the land. Its Spirit City was regarded as a sacred ground by countless Soul Masters.

As for Zhou Yi, his renown spoke for itself.

Now, Zhou Yi was marrying the Saintess, Bibi Dong. How could such an event not cause a sensation?

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