"How could I... blame you... cough cough cough..." Xiao Li's spirit was fading, but a smile still lingered on her face, while worry clouded her brows, "Doesn't that mean the baby was exposed to Gu Poison just after conception? Being so small and poisoned, it might not survive, right? I can't bear the thought..." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Beichen furrowed his brow, "In times like these, you still worry about this? With the Ice Silkworm Gu, you can have more children in the future."
The pain in my abdomen was getting worse!!
A cry of pain roared in my mind as my forehead was covered in cold sweat.
It felt like a pair of scissors stabbing and stirring inside my belly, the pain was so intense that I gasped for breath. I didn't even have the strength to shout; enduring the pain, I reached over my belly towards Little Dumpling, fearing the icy coldness of my abdomen,
"Little Dumpling... Are you alright?"
The pain in my stomach grew more severe over time and was not intermittent but continuous, pushing one's willpower to the brink of collapse.
"Mommy, I'm... fine, don't worry... I..." Little Dumpling suddenly began to suffer in my belly.
A mother's connection with her child is deep. I not only empathized with Little Dumpling's pain, but I also inwardly saw him floating in the amniotic fluid.
His fair skin was covered in many strange blue spots, and his tiny body, curled like a shrimp, trembled violently.
Those blue spots... really looked like... livor mortis on a corpse...
My throat itched, and I constantly felt a fishy sweetness rising up.
It seemed like I might vomit blood at any moment, just like Xiao Li.
Yu Longting cradled the back of my head, soothing me, and placed a hand on my abdomen to infuse Spiritual Power, "Wanwan, accept my help, I'll channel Spiritual Power to you and Little Dumpling to fend off the effects of the Gu Poison."
"Snake Lord, this method only treats the symptoms, not the root. You're just wasting Spiritual Power. It appears that we still need the Old Taoist Priest to step in."
Zhang Zidao, who had been observing for a long time, now stood up, dusting off his butt in an aloof and sage-like manner.
Yu Longting's face was grave, "You understand Gu."
"At least more than you do. Snake Lord, you haven't had much involvement with Miao Gu, have you? My useless junior sect member, Zhang Shuying, was first taught Gu Art by me, then went to learn from Old Man Yan in Miao Village, and that's how he got where he is today," Zhang Zidao explained.
Yu Longting pursed his lips, actually showing respect to Zhang Zidao, "Elder, you are a person of high integrity and broad knowledge and have always treated Su Wan as your disciple. Seeing her in such pain, you suffer too. Moreover, there's also your disciple's grandchild in her belly."
To kill someone, aim for the heart, attack the mind first!
He knew well that these ancient sects of the Mysterious Gate Orthodox greatly valued their lineage.
By mentioning that Zhang Zidao considered me his disciple, he also highlighted Little Dumpling's status as a grand-disciple.
With one sentence, he completely grasped Zhang Zidao's emotions.
The Old Taoist Priest frowned deeply, his steps quickened as he approached, inserting a Demon-breaking Hairpin into my hair, "Oh dear, I was actually intending to keep this a surprise, but I truly can't bear to see my dear disciple suffer."
"This is the Demon-breaking Hairpin made by my grandfather, and you took it?"
I touched the hairpin on my head, recalling the events that had taken place at Bai Yinman's house.
Back then, Zhang Zidao's arrogance led him almost to kill Yun Hao inadvertently.
Pushed to a state of fury at that time, I used the hairpin as a Magic Artifact to severely injure Zhang Zidao, and the hairpin was damaged.
In my haste to leave then, the hairpin was left at Bai Yinman's house.
When I returned to Bai Yinman's house later and searched high and low, it was nowhere to be found.
So it turned out that the old man had taken it that day.
Zhang Zidao sniffed, "Stealing, my foot! Girl, do you have no conscience at all? I spent twenty years restoring it! Have you ever seen such a benevolent thief???"
"I... I... wronged you, elder, but when you took it, you could have at least said something." I touched the hairpin, feeling guilty.
The hairpin was much more potent in its Demon Breaking Power than when I had carried it from Lin Family's house.
Not only had he restored it, but he had also made it more powerful than before.
Fearing that the hairpin might not stay secure in my hair, I undid my original hairstyle and used the hairpin to tie a simple Taoist nun bun.
Zhang Zidao spoke in a deep and resonant voice: "Wasn't I just trying to surprise you? It was meant to be a birthday gift, but before I could give it, my grand-disciple was afflicted with Gu."
The Old Taoist Priest seemed to think he had been too emotional, coughing twice to cover it up,
"Cough cough, little disciple, has your stomach pain eased a bit?"