Douluo Calendar, Year 2617, April 9th.
Spirit City, Pope Palace.
Outside a side hall, Qian Xunji paced back and forth anxiously.
Dressed in a majestic golden robe, his long golden hair draped over his shoulders, and his handsome face, which usually bore a composed and gentle smile, was now filled with nervous tension.
From time to time, he turned toward the side hall, glancing inside with deep concern.
Inside the hall, a chorus of encouraging voices rang out.
"Madam, keep going! Push!"
"The baby is almost here!"
"Just a little more, and it'll be over soon!"
Outside the hall, Qian Daoliu and a group of elders stood waiting, anticipating the birth of the next generation of the Six-Winged Angel Clan.
Seeing Qian Xunji's nervous state, Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and offered some reassurance.
"Xunji, don't be so tense."
"A'Yuan is not an ordinary woman—she's a Soul Douluo."
"Giving birth won't be a problem for her."
Over the past year, Qian Daoliu had noticed the changes in his son.
Perhaps it was due to the divine enlightenment from that mysterious and revered being, but Qian Xunji had grown into a far more remarkable person.
Not only did he uphold the noble morals and principles that had been passed down through their Six-Winged Angel Clan, but he also displayed kindness and compassion toward commoners.
On top of that, he had become even more intelligent, decisive, and ruthless when necessary.
But when it came to childbirth…
Although Qian Daoliu understood his son's anxiety as a first-time father, he found this level of nervousness unnecessary.
"Father, I know, but I just can't help it," Qian Xunji replied with a helpless smile.
In the Douluo Continent, powerful soul masters rarely faced complications during childbirth.
However, as a transmigrator, perhaps due to the influence of his past life, he couldn't shake his unease and worry.
Suddenly, the sound of a baby's cries pierced through the air.
"Waaaah! Waaaah!"
"She's born! Madam has given birth!"
Inside the hall, the midwives and several auxiliary-type female soul masters—who had been using healing soul skills to help Ling Yuan recover—cheered excitedly.
"She's born?"
Hearing this, Qian Xunji's eyes lit up with overwhelming joy. He immediately turned and rushed into the side hall, pushing the doors open.
Inside the room, Ling Yuan lay on a luxurious, soft bed, dressed in an elegant gown.
Her delicate and beautiful face was pale, and her enchanting eyes were filled with exhaustion.
But at that moment, those tired eyes radiated boundless tenderness and love as she gazed at the baby in her arms, wrapped snugly in swaddling clothes.
The newborn had short golden hair and fair, jade-like skin, as delicate and adorable as a carved figurine.
"Congratulations, Your Holiness! It's a daughter!"
Seeing Qian Xunji enter, the midwives and auxiliary soul masters turned and respectfully bowed.
Qian Xunji walked toward Ling Yuan, his eyes full of affection.
He reached out and gently held her slightly cool, jade-like hand, his gaze shifting to the baby in her arms.
"A'Yuan, is it a girl?" he asked.
"Yes," Ling Yuan nodded, a trace of guilt appearing in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Brother Xun," she said softly.
"I wasn't able to give you a son."
"It doesn't matter," Qian Xunji shook his head with a smile.
"We're soul masters, not commoners."
"Whether it's a girl or a boy, they can both become powerful soul masters. I love them just the same."
"A'Yuan, you've worked hard."
Holding her hand tightly, Qian Xunji's voice was filled with tenderness and sincerity.
Hearing this, Ling Yuan's eyes immediately turned red, welling up with tears.
"It wasn't hard… not at all!"
"Being able to marry you and give birth to your child is the greatest happiness of my life!"
At that moment, Qian Daoliu and the elders finally entered the room.
"A girl, is it? What a lovely little one."
"Her name shall be Qian Renxue."
"A'Yuan, may I hold her?"
Gazing at the child in Ling Yuan's arms, Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with love and excitement as he stepped forward, unable to hold back his request.
"Father, please be careful with Xue'er!"
Reluctantly, Ling Yuan handed the baby over to Qian Daoliu.
"Don't worry!"
Holding Qian Renxue carefully, Qian Daoliu burst into hearty laughter as he gently played with the baby.
"Xue'er! Xue'er!"
"I'm your grandfather! Grow up quickly, and I'll buy you pretty little dresses and give you candied fruits to eat!"
"Big brother! Big brother! I want to hold her too! I want to hold her too!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, Lion Douluo, and the other elders were also overjoyed, each eagerly calling out, wanting to hold Qian Renxue.
Qian Xunji couldn't help but laugh.
"Uncles, now that Xue'er has been born," he said, "it's time for you all to step up too!"
"Stop focusing only on cultivation all day. Hurry up and make something happen with your wives!"
"Xue'er is waiting for her little brothers and sisters!"
Hearing this, the elders all pulled long faces.
As soul masters with top-tier martial souls, even with Qian Xunji's help in finding them strong and well-matched partners, it was still incredibly difficult for them to conceive.
The stronger one was, the harder it became to have children—this was the law of balance in the world.
They, too, wished to have children soon so they could focus entirely on their cultivation and reach even greater heights.
But it just wasn't that easy.
Their luck simply wasn't as good as His Holiness the Pope!
…
Time flew by, and more than a year had passed.
Under the careful care of Qian Xunji and Ling Yuan, Qian Renxue, the little princess of the Spirit Hall, grew up strong and healthy in an environment filled with love and happiness.
Qian Xunji, knowing what his daughter had suffered in another world, had made a firm decision—he would give her a truly happy childhood.
Perhaps due to her exceptional talent, within just a few months, Qian Renxue could already speak, calling out "Papa," "Mama," and "Grandpa."
She could even stand up.
Although she couldn't run yet, she could crawl incredibly fast throughout the Pope Palace and the Douluo Palace.
By the time she turned one, she was already running.
With two little pigtails tied on top of her head, the adorable and well-behaved girl would dash around the Pope Palace and the Douluo Palace in her pretty little dresses, her tiny fair feet pattering against the floor.
She was incredibly obedient and would cheerfully greet everyone she met, bringing endless laughter and joy each day.
Originally, Qian Daoliu and the elders had treated Bibi Dong as their granddaughter.
But after she met Yu Xiaogang, she had turned into an ungrateful, selfish person who wanted to abandon all responsibility.
This left Qian Daoliu and the elders deeply hurt and disappointed.
However, with Qian Xunji and Ling Yuan giving birth to Qian Renxue, the cute and well-behaved little girl quickly warmed their hearts.
Her innocence and understanding nature gradually eased the sadness and disappointment that had lingered in Qian Daoliu and the elders' hearts.
And with Bibi Dong as a negative example, both Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu—as well as the elders—began educating Qian Renxue from an early age.
They taught her how to truly see a person's nature, especially that of men.
She must never be easily deceived.
And as a warning, they used Bibi Dong as an example.
The intelligent and obedient Qian Renxue listened intently.
She memorized the name of the ungrateful traitor—Bibi Dong.
'That Bibi Dong sister is so terrible!'
'Papa and Grandpa treated her so well.'
'But she still went and fought with Papa over that foolish, useless man who did nothing but lie.'
'She even threatened to die just to force Papa to let her be with that guy!'
'How could she do that?!'
'Xue'er loves Papa, Mama, and Grandpa the most, and Spirit Hall is my home.'
'I will never be like that bad sister! Never, ever!'
The little Qian Renxue silently vowed in her heart.