Chapter 270

“Hmph! Not bad that you still remember me!” Empress Yan let out a cold snort, then turned around, facing away from Yang Chen.

Yang Chen hadn’t expected that the unremarkable red-dressed woman from earlier would turn out to be Empress Yan. And now, Empress Yan’s enchanting allure was even more pronounced than it had been in the Northern Spiritual Realm, as if she were a peerless seductress.

Just her back alone was enough to captivate thousands. No wonder she had altered her figure and appearance, transforming into an unremarkable red-dressed woman. If she had shown herself in this form, it would inevitably attract the covetous gazes of some cultivators.

Back when they parted ways in the Ice and Snow City, Empress Yan had said she would head to the Central Continent in the future. Meeting her now in the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm could be considered a fated reunion for the two of them.

Thinking of their past, Yang Chen’s lips couldn’t help but curve into a slight smile. Their bond had begun in a cave.

To harvest the last bit of Yan’er’s luck, he had taken Empress Yan in that cave. As a result, a child had been conceived. This, in a way, had sparked the entanglement between them.

Later, revisiting that place, he had infused the fetus in Empress Yan’s womb with divine dragon blood essence, which also elevated their relationship, truly giving it the depth of romantic affection.

Now, meeting again, it all felt like destiny at work.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but walk to Empress Yan’s side.

“With the relationship between us, how could I not remember you! It’s just that your appearance and figure changed so much earlier that I didn’t recognize you right away! Ever since I came to the Central Continent, I’ve often kept an ear out for news of you. Meeting you here now finally puts my mind at ease!” Yang Chen spoke with genuine emotion.

Empress Yan, however, raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a trace of disdain.

“Is that so? To think that the grand Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Holy Land would care about me—what an honor!”

Though her tone was harsh, Yang Chen knew that the more she acted this way, the better it was. After all, women often said one thing while meaning another.

The more disdainful and cold her tone, the more she needed him deep down.

So, Yang Chen decisively stepped behind Empress Yan and wrapped his arms around her.

“You—what are you doing? Let go of me! Or don’t blame me for being rude!” Empress Yan’s delicate body trembled slightly as she spoke sternly. It seemed as though she might strike Yang Chen at any moment.

Feeling the softness in his arms, Yang Chen couldn’t help but smirk. Worthy of a woman with the aura of a peerless enchantress—holding her felt truly different.

Though Empress Yan appeared angry, he wasn’t about to let go now.

Leaning close to her ear, he said: “Empress Yan, how’s our child doing?”

With that simple sentence, Empress Yan immediately fell silent.

After a brief pause,

“Hmph, so you still know to care about the child?” Her tone remained cold and dismissive.

But her body stopped struggling.

“Of course. She’s my daughter, after all—how could I not care about her!” As Yang Chen spoke, his hand moved from her waist to her lower abdomen. He could clearly feel Empress Yan’s delicate body trembling slightly.

This woman—last time, they had revisited old memories for a full two hours, an exhilarating experience. How could she become so distant after just a few years?

At Empress Yan’s lower abdomen, that familiar aura of life was still present. And compared to a few years ago, when it had fused with a drop of his divine dragon blood essence, it had grown even stronger and more vibrant.

As if sensing Yang Chen’s familiar presence, that life aura stirred slightly.

“This little one’s getting stronger and stronger!” Yang Chen exclaimed in amazement.

“I’ve fused with the Fire Spirit Jade Marrow, and as my cultivation has advanced, I’ve been able to use many divine abilities I couldn’t before. I’ve also been nurturing her with the Spirit of Primordial Fire. Now, this little one’s constitution has reached the level of a Saint physique! If the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm hadn’t suddenly opened, I was planning to give birth to her soon!” Empress Yan said at this moment.

When it came to the fetus in her womb, her expression gradually softened. Her delicate body, which had been stiff in Yang Chen’s embrace, slowly relaxed as well.

Yang Chen’s lips curved into a slight smile. No wonder people often say that a child is the bridge between parents.

Those words indeed rang true.

“Though this little girl has a Saint Physique constitution now, that’s not enough!”

Hearing Yang Chen’s words, Empress Yan looked puzzled: “Why isn’t it enough? A Saint Physique is already one of the top constitutions in the world!”

Yang Chen’s hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, then he said: “Saint physiques are divided into different grades too. This little girl has probably only just barely reached the ranks of a lower-grade Saint Physique, right?”

Feeling the subtle movements of Yang Chen’s hand, Empress Yan’s cheeks flushed slightly, though she didn’t push him away.

She nodded and said: “Hm! Saint physiques are indeed divided into upper, middle, and lower grades! But when this child was conceived, she was extremely weak. Back then, I had just reconstructed my physical body, and you were just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator! Now, after all this improvement, it’s already quite remarkable that she’s barely reached the Saint Physique level!”

At this point, Empress Yan’s mind couldn’t help but drift back to that scene in the cave. She had just reconstructed her body when Yang Chen, that scoundrel, had taken her like that.

Back then, she had sworn that once she regained her strength through cultivation, she would take that dog’s life. But who could have imagined that they would end up like this today?

The ways of the world were truly unpredictable.

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Feeling the softness in his arms and the smooth elasticity under his palm, Yang Chen couldn’t help but tighten his grip slightly, holding Empress Yan closer.

Empress Yan’s figure was slightly different from Yu Yourong’s—lacking her voluptuous pride. But she was delicate and boneless, everything about her perfectly proportioned.

Moreover, the enchanting allure emanating from Empress Yan was entirely different from Yu Yourong’s sacred, untouchable aura.

“You!” Empress Yan’s delicate body trembled slightly. However, she didn’t struggle. After all, she had just vented her frustration by mocking this scoundrel, and her anger had mostly subsided. Besides, with the relationship between them—even having a child together—what was a mere hug?

“Our child can’t just stay at the level of a lower-grade Saint Physique! I have a way to enhance her bloodline, so you don’t need to worry about it! This is our first child, the bond between us. To me, it’s extraordinary, and I must give her the very best!”

Yang Chen’s hand gently caressed Empress Yan’s lower abdomen as he leaned down to speak by her ear.

His warm tone, tender care, and the faint heat of his breath caused a blush to spread across Empress Yan’s ear and neck.

“You—you really have a way to enhance the child’s bloodline?” Empress Yan suppressed the shyness in her heart and asked in a low voice.

“Of course!” Yang Chen nodded confidently.