Gao Wu: A centenarian old man, many children and good fortune! Chapter 063

Time, like an unbridled wild horse, galloped past, fleeting in an instant. In these swiftly flowing years, Zhang Jingyao, a meticulous and serene woman, finally welcomed a crucial moment in her life—a successful delivery.

From the moment she learned she was pregnant, Zhang Jingyao, under Xiao Yan’s careful guidance, resolutely put aside her pursuit of true essence. However, this did not mean her comprehension of true essence came to a halt. On the contrary, during this special period of pregnancy, Zhang Jingyao often quieted her mind, carefully sensing the subtle flow of true essence within her body, and earnestly comprehending the profound mysteries it contained.

Finally, the long-awaited day arrived—the day of delivery. A serene and peaceful atmosphere permeated Zhang Jingyao’s delivery room, much like her own character. She lay quietly on the delivery bed, and although she was enduring the intense pain of childbirth, her face remained calm and composed, without the slightest hint of panic or fear.

Minutes ticked by, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Zhang Jingyao’s forehead. She clenched her teeth, enduring the physical pain. However, her hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, as if silently cheering herself on.

Just then, a clear and loud cry suddenly echoed through the delivery room. This cry, like a celestial melody, instantly broke the silence in the room. Following closely, a pink, chubby little infant appeared before everyone’s eyes.

This healthy baby boy was like a precious gift from heaven to this family; his arrival filled the entire delivery room with vitality and joy. Zhang Jingyao looked at her newborn child, a happy and contented smile gracing her face.

Zhang Jingyao gazed down at the child in her arms, as if time had stood still at this moment. The child’s tender little face looked so peaceful in her embrace, his tightly closed eyes occasionally trembling slightly, as if he were having a sweet dream.

Zhang Jingyao’s lips unconsciously curved upwards, revealing a happy and contented smile. This smile was so gentle, like the warmest sunlight in spring, capable of melting all the coldness in the world.

She carefully extended a finger, gently stroking the child’s small face. The soft touch melted her heart, as if she held the world’s most precious treasure in her hands. The child’s skin was so smooth, like velvet, making one want to touch it more.

Zhang Jingyao felt the child’s breathing, the slight rise and fall like waves lapping on the sand, bringing a sense of tranquility and peace. She closed her eyes, quietly listening to the child’s breathing, the most beautiful sound in the world, filling her heart with anticipation and hope for the future.

“Ding! Congratulations, Host, offspring (Zhang Jingyao’s son) born, potential assessed as [Ordinary], triggering [Hundredfold Bloodline Feedback · Amplification]!”

Just then, a continuous stream of energy, like a gentle trickle, slowly flowed out from the child’s body, then, like a clear spring, steadily flowed into Xiao Yan’s body. Although this energy seemed insignificant, it brought Xiao Yan an indescribable warmth and comfort.

Xiao Yan felt the nourishment of this energy, and a surge of emotion welled up in his heart. He tightly embraced the son who bore some resemblance to his mother, as if this child was his entire life.

Xiao Yan carefully held the child and walked to Zhang Jingyao’s bedside. Zhang Jingyao lay quietly on the bed; although her face was a bit pale, it could not hide the joy and happiness in her eyes.

When Zhang Jingyao saw Xiao Yan carrying the child towards her, her eyes immediately lit up. She slowly sat up, smiling at the child, then turned her gaze to Xiao Yan, her eyes filled with gratitude and contentment.

This child held extraordinary significance for Zhang Jingyao. He was not only the continuation of her bloodline but also the deepest connection between her and Xiao Yan. The birth of this child made Zhang Jingyao feel the miracle of life and the power of love.

Xiao Yan gently placed the child beside Zhang Jingyao, then sat by the bed, quietly watching the mother and child. At this moment, time seemed to stop, and the whole world was just their family of three.

Time flew by, years passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Feiyan, who was once the most lively and exuberant, now also welcomed an important moment in her life—“unloading.”

Childbirth is undoubtedly a huge challenge for every woman, but Liu Feiyan seemed different from ordinary people. Her energy was exceptionally abundant; even while enduring waves of intense pain during labor, she still occasionally grumbled and complained.

“Oh, this is too painful!” Liu Feiyan frowned, muttering.

“Doctor, can you be gentler?” she yelled, not forgetting to cast a mournful look at the doctor.

Although these complaints sounded a bit comical, they brought a touch of ease to the otherwise tense delivery room. The medical staff nearby, hearing Liu Feiyan’s complaints, couldn’t help but exchange smiles, and their previously strained nerves relaxed slightly.

However, despite Liu Feiyan’s somewhat peculiar behavior, her body was not significantly affected. After a difficult effort, she finally welcomed the birth of a lovely baby girl.

This little girl, like her mother, was full of vitality. She let out a clear cry as soon as she was born; the sound seemed to announce her arrival to the world, and also to express her curiosity and anticipation for this new environment.

“Ding! Congratulations, Host, offspring (Liu Feiyan’s daughter) born, potential assessed as [Ordinary], triggering [Hundredfold Bloodline Feedback · Amplification]!”

This was not the first time Xiao Yan had experienced the hundredfold feedback, but each time was like dropping a stone into a calm lake; though the ripples were not large, they allowed his accumulated power to reach a higher level.

This feedback was like a subtle energy ripple, slowly spreading from deep within his body. It was not as fierce as a storm but as gentle as a spring breeze. However, it was precisely this seemingly insignificant power that, unknowingly, gradually converged into a powerful torrent.

Each hundredfold feedback allowed Xiao Yan’s strength to improve further. He could feel his body becoming stronger, his muscles firmer, and his power continuously growing. Although this accumulation was slow, it was steady and lasting, like water dripping through stone, eventually erupting with astonishing power one day.

Liu Feiyan recovered quickly. Seeing Xiao Yan approach with their daughter, she immediately grinned and winked at Xiao Yan: “Husband, look!”

“This girl looks like you! She’ll definitely be a little beauty in the future!” Although her tone carried a hint of jest, seeing the concern in Xiao Yan’s eyes for her and their child, her eyes quickly welled up with a mist—an indescribable emotion.