Chapter 1488 - 433: Yaoyao Really, Really Can’t Bear to Leave You All (6k)_3

"Uh—"

In the next moment, Shen Hanyi suddenly tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down.

Several streaks of blood trickled down from the bitten corners of his mouth.

His body trembled violently, as if enduring some invisible tearing force.

Suddenly, a resounding cry pierced the deathly silence of the cave—

"Waaah!"

The sound was so clear, so lively, like the first ray of morning light in the darkness.

Zhou Qing instinctively reached out, catching the small, blood-stained body.

The baby’s skin was bluish-purple but quickly turned to a healthy pink that could be seen by the naked eye.

Her small hands waved wildly in the air, her nails thin as cicada wings, with traces of vernix on her fingertips.

"It’s...a daughter..." Zhou Qing’s voice choked, and tears flowed like rain.

His palms dared not use force, fearing to shatter this fragile life.

Shen Hanyi, lying on the stone bed, was utterly exhausted, his chest heaving violently.

Her unfocused gaze wandered aimlessly toward the cave ceiling, yet her lips unconsciously curled into a slight arc.

Zhou Qing frantically grabbed the prepared soft cloth, cautiously wrapping it around the baby, then hurriedly brought her to Shen Hanyi.

"Yao...Yaoyao..." Shen Hanyi called weakly.

His fingers twitched slightly, but he didn’t have the strength to lift them.

The next second, the baby abruptly stopped crying.

She opened her tearful eyes, pupils pure black yet astonishingly bright.

"She recognizes you," Zhou Qing said, choking back sobs.

And the baby’s tiny fingers suddenly grasped a strand of Shen Hanyi’s scattered hair, gently tugging.

When Shen Hanyi finally touched his daughter’s cheek, the warm sensation made his heart tremble.

A tear slid from his eye, mingling with the dried bloodstains among his hair.

"Good...good..." He murmured with pale lips, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

Watching this scene, Zhou Qing suddenly turned away, his shoulders trembling violently.

At this moment, joy and sorrow intertwined into the cruelest irony.

With the newborn Yaoyao safely entering the world, did it mean that she from the manor... had already... left?

...

Two hours later, the smell of blood in the cave had dissipated.

Shen Hanyi leaned against the stone wall, her pale complexion finally regaining some color.

She carefully held the swaddled baby, her well-defined fingers gently brushing her rosy cheek.

The little one slept soundly, occasionally smacking her lips in dreams, causing Shen Hanyi’s lips to involuntarily curl up.

"Don’t hold her too long, your body is still weak," Zhou Qing softly advised, unable to tear his gaze from the little life cradled by his wife.

New mother Shen Hanyi slowly raised her eyes, meeting Zhou Qing’s gaze; in that instant, they saw the same pain and preciousness reflected in each other’s eyes.

"I want to live, I want to watch her grow..." Shen Hanyi whispered.

Zhou Qing leaned down and gently kissed her forehead: "Alright, this time we’ll both..."

Before he could finish, a terrifying wave of Divine Sense suddenly swept in from outside, scouring the area.

Their expressions changed abruptly, Zhou Qing immediately concealed his aura, while Shen Hanyi instinctively masked the baby’s presence.

Zhou Qing swiftly took out tetanus and flashed to the cave entrance.

Shen Hanyi clutched the baby tightly, looking anxiously at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing turned back, giving her a reassuring look.

At this moment, above the mountain range, Bai Fengyin hung precariously, his clothes stained with blood, without a trace of the dignity of Celestial Phoenix Palace’s Vice Palace Master.

In his left hand, he held a dripping head—its bearded face frozen in resentment, it was none other than Shen Juefeng’s.

And in his right palm, a crimson mist slowly turned, with a faint blood line extending deep into the mountains.

This was his tracing Secret Technique, using Shen Juefeng’s Essence Blood as a guide to sense his daughter Shen Hanyi’s exact location.

"Right in this mountain range..." Bai Fengyin’s eyes flashed with ferocity, yet he frowned deeply, unable to pinpoint a precise location due to his injuries.

He never imagined, after hours on the run, the two would still be hiding within two hundred thousand miles of the Shen Family without fleeing far.

At such a distance, not to mention Supreme Supreme beings, even someone in the Spirit Severing Realm could tear through the void in just two breaths.

A cold, sinister light flickered in Bai Fengyin’s eyes.

Zhou Qing possessed the fortune of two Inscription-level Divine Techniques, an opportunity rare through hundreds of thousands of years.

He must claim this fortune for himself, leaving no room for sharing.

For this reason, he couldn’t recklessly shatter the entire mountain range—the great commotion would only attract more covetous people.

Furthermore...

He stared at his still bleeding palm, the blood at the wound strangely refusing to coagulate.

If what that boy said were true, this was a deadly curse, not only draining all Essence Blood, but even making reincarnation impossible...

The thought sent a chill from his spine up his neck.

He must capture them, he must break the curse!

He shook his heavy head, waves of dizziness from excessive blood loss washed over him.

Hours of bleeding and fierce battles had cost him nearly half his Essence Blood.

His heart fluttered uneasily within his chest, his vision turned black intermittently.

Next, he tossed a brilliantly shining Array Disc into the air.

The disc spun rapidly, splitting into twelve streams of light shooting in all directions.

Suddenly, the sky above the mountain range was filled with a web of golden markings, each gleaming with an unsettling sealing power.

"Ka-la—"

The space emitted a strained wail.

The originally easily torn void now felt like solid amber, completely stifling even the slightest spatial fluctuations.