Chapter 346 Ning Chen Is Born

The last month came with trepidation. As a cultivator, Xuan'er naturally knew everything about the baby in her belly.

Three days in advance, she told Ning Wuxie that the baby was about to be born.

Ning Wuxie was so nervous that he first prepared countless pills to restore vitality, and then called a dozen trusted and skilled maids from the Qinzheng Hall to prepare a dozen pieces of top-quality soft white cloth. He was ready as if preparing for a war.

As a result, when November 28th really came, things went smoothly beyond Ning Wuxie's imagination.

Xuan'er kept saying that there was no need for such a big show, but Ning Wuxie said that he was prepared just in case. The two were arguing, and suddenly Xuan'er's expression changed, turned around and returned to her room, and closed the door with her backhand.

Ning Wuxie was about to follow when he heard a voice from inside: "Don't come in!"

Half an hour later, a baby suddenly cried in the room. Ning Wuxie rushed in and saw Xuan'er lying on the bed with her legs apart, and a little baby lying there.

Ning Wuxie was stunned for half a second before he realized what he should do. He rushed over to pick up the child and wrapped him in cloth, and called the midwife to come in. He didn't know how to handle the umbilical cord.

Everything was done just like that. If he hadn't seen the baby lying between Xuan'er's legs, Ning Wuxie wouldn't even believe that this was his son.

It was too smooth, and it wasn't as he thought it would be.

Ning Wuxie handed the child to Xuan'er. The newborn's head was wet, the hair on the top of the head was attached to the scalp, the face was a little yellow, the facial features were wrinkled, and it looked ugly.

Ning Wuxie knew that newborns were like this, and they would grow up in a few days.

Whether he looked like himself or Xuan'er, this kid would be handsome to all the little girls in the future.

Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er, but there were some fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her face was a little dark.

"Thank you for your hard work." He touched Xuan'er distressedly.

Xuan'er was still looking at the baby in her arms, and her eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

"Our child... Brother, this is our child."

"Well, his name is Ning Chen, he is your and my son..." Ning Wuxie nodded, looking at the ugly little baby, experiencing this wonderful feeling.

He also has a child...

It is with Xuan'er...

When they met more than ten years ago, they were both still children, but now, they both have their own children.

Life is really wonderful.

Chen'er seemed to be able to feel the breath of his mother and squeezed towards Xuan'er. Xuan'er realized something and asked Ning Wuxie to close the door.

Ning Wuxie didn't know what Xuan'er was going to do. After closing the door, he turned around and saw Xuan'er with her collar open, feeding the child in her arms.

He instantly felt that there was no more beautiful picture in the world than this scene.

...

At night, in a valley outside Qi'an City, Meng Cangran was alone, wrapped in a black robe, holding a lantern, and walked in step by step along the mountain road.

After being able to leave the small world, Ning Wuxie would naturally not stay in Qi'an City anymore.

The landmark-like Xuanhu Sword was taken away by himself. The noise must have spread throughout the Lingwu Continent. In addition, Zhao Ying and Zhao Rui had been missing for a whole year, and Qi'an City was already extremely dangerous.

He left Meng Cangran a way to find him, and then ran to the valley outside Qi'an City and entered the small world.

Once the door was closed, no one could find him.

There was a huge rock outside the valley, and Meng Cangran sent people to take a look every morning.

If the rock was horizontal, nothing would happen. If the rock stood up, Meng Cangran would come to find him.

This morning, the rock stood up.

So as soon as night fell, Meng Cangran rushed over, and sure enough, he saw Ning Wuxie's figure in the valley.

"Brother Ning!" He called in a low voice and hurried over.

"Brother Meng."

Approaching Ning Wuxie, Meng Cangran felt that he had thousands of words to ask. Ten months ago, Ning Wuxie said he was leaving, but he came back and said he wanted to comprehend the Xuanhu Sword. Then, he actually opened the world in the sword and rushed in with the ancestors.

Four months ago, Ning Wuxie and several others suddenly rushed out of the Xuanhu Sword. The Xuanhu Sword shrank and entered Ning Wuxie's hand, and then he fled quickly and disappeared. Meng Cangran wanted to say nothing.

A few days ago, a strange masked woman found him and handed him a note, telling him how to meet Ning Wuxie.

Now that he finally saw Ning Wuxie in person, Meng Cangran had a lot to ask, but in the end, only four words came out: "Are you okay."

"Very good, Xuan'er is pregnant." Ning Wuxie smiled and said, "She gave birth a few days ago."

Meng Cangran opened his eyes wide, "Where?"

"In the small world inside my body, the child is called Ning Chen."

"Small world? What's going on? What have you been doing this year?"

"...I can't tell you, Brother Meng, but you have to believe that I am doing this for your own good."

Ning Wuxie opened the space channel casually and walked in. After a while, he came out carrying two people.

"Ancestor?!"

It was Zhao Xun and Zhao Bingxun who were wearing forbidden shackles. They looked thin and were held in Ning Wuxie's hands like chicks.

"I know Xuan Qin can't survive without the ancestor, so I decided to let you two go. However, you are not allowed to tell Meng Cangran a word about what happened in the small world. Do you hear me!"

Zhao Xun and Zhao Bingxun nodded frantically, like chicks pecking at rice.

"Protect him well. If anything happens to him, I want your entire Zhao family to be buried with him!"

Zhao Xun and the other two shuddered, Ning Wuxie let go of his hand, and the two quickly ran behind Meng Cangran.

Ning Wuxie flicked his finger and shot out two white lights, and the shackles of Zhao Xun and Zhao Guangxian broke with a sound, but they looked at Ning Wuxie with fear, and did not dare to act rashly.

Ning Wuxie was the one who held the Xuanhu Sword, not to mention that there was a divine beast with the strength of the Earth Immortal Realm behind that space channel.

"Brother Ning!" Seeing Ning Wuxie's arrangements to protect himself, Meng Cangran could no longer bear it.

"What's going on!"

"The Confucian School has launched an investigation into you for more than half a year. You disappeared inexplicably, and it was related to the disappearance of the Xuanqin Xuanhu Sword. Master Xun asked you to go back, but I can't even find your people. Even if you are one of the ten great literary saints, you can't disobey orders like this!"

"Let's go, follow me back to the Confucian School. Even if there is a huge enemy, they dare not touch Junzishan's hair... I don't want to be the Xuanqin State Master anymore!"

He couldn't help but take a half step forward.

Ning Wuxie looked at his excited expression and was silent for a moment.

"...Good brother."

He stepped forward and hugged Meng Cangran, patting his back hard.

"Remember what I said." Ning Wuxie's voice suddenly became fierce. Meng Cangran knew that this was said to Zhao Xun and Zhao Bingxun behind him.

"Understood, I'll keep it in mind!" The two ancestors said hurriedly.

"Take care, Brother Meng." Ning Wuxie let go of Meng Cangran, looked at the other's surprised eyes, and looked away.

"One day you will know... I'm leaving."

After saying that, Ning Wuxie turned around, jumped into the sky, and disappeared.

"Brother Ning..." Meng Cangran silently watched Ning Wuxie fly away, with surprise and reluctance in his eyes.

The young man who he had recruited from the Hermit Valley against all odds is now a father... and is still doing an important business that he himself cannot know.

He felt that he and Ning Wuxie were getting farther and farther away. This was not emotional alienation, but a deviation on the road.

I just want to maintain fairness and justice in the world, and maintain the purity of Confucianism...

Ning Wuxie, what are you doing?

He sighed, turned around and looked at the two ancestors.

A moment later, three streams of light rose from the valley and flew towards Qi'an City.

In the distant sky, Ning Wuxie watched the streams of light fall into the city safely, and turned away.