The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 934: Today, the Heavenly Dao Demands His Death!

Siheng had already approached, holding her hand.

With a worried expression, he asked, "Are you okay?"

Nanli’s face was slightly pale, but she shook her head gently. "Just a bit tired."

Beneath them lay fragments of spirit stones.

She had used up her last bag of spirit stones.

It showed just how powerful that talisman had been.

Siheng’s heart was already in turmoil, his breath stuck in his throat. He said, "You should rest for a while."

He had already come to a realization—he could help the little babe fully absorb two-tenths of the power of chaos.

Nanli sat by the side, watching Siheng busy himself.

The little babe, having absorbed some power of chaos, had grown larger. Its horns were longer, and its fur had become denser and glossier.

It let out a howl to the sky. While it couldn’t shake the entire North Wilderness, the creatures of the surrounding forest heard it and were thoroughly intimidated.

However, the Gloomy Fox only had three-tenths of the power of chaos left.

It was already on the brink of collapse. freēwēbnovel.com

Its fur had lost its luster, and its eyes had grown murky.

The little babe’s heart ached. It rubbed against its mother, its small tail wrapping around her, unwilling to let go.

It didn’t want to lose its mother.

The Gloomy Fox gently stroked the little babe with its tail. After a moment, it made a decision and pushed the little babe away.

"Be good," it said.

Tears welled up in the little babe’s crimson eyes.

It didn’t want to leave.

But the Gloomy Fox ignored it. Having lost most of its power of chaos, it was barely holding on.

Transferring the power of chaos was their destiny.

The little babe cried out miserably, tears streaming down its face.

"Let’s continue," the Gloomy Fox said to Nanli.

Seeing the inevitable separation of mother and child, Nanli’s heart ached. "Maybe we could—"

Before she could finish, the Gloomy Fox’s tail had already wrapped around her.

"No need for nonsense," it said.

Its body was hunched, fur slowly shedding in the wind.

Nanli understood then—there was no turning back for the Gloomy Fox. It couldn’t retreat.

Taking a deep breath, she said, "Then let’s do it."

Her body, being that of a cultivator, couldn’t contain the power of chaos. She had to be quick and decisive, gathering the power into her abdomen for the three little ones to absorb.

How much they could take in would depend on their own fortune.

"A’Li, I will help you," Siheng said earnestly by her side.

With his protection, A’Li’s body would suffer less pain and damage.

Everything was ready.

The Gloomy Fox used its last strength to transfer the power of chaos.

The moment the power entered Nanli’s body, the searing pain made her scalp tingle—she almost wished to faint from the agony.

But she couldn’t!

She had to guide the power into her abdomen!

Thankfully, with Siheng’s help, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain, finally sending the power to where it needed to go.

The three little ones already had embryonic forms in her abdomen, nurtured by Nanli’s spiritual energy. They were thriving.

Suddenly infused with such powerful energy, they were both startled and ecstatic—each one crazier than the last.

As they absorbed the power, they grew larger, and Nanli’s belly naturally swelled too.

Realizing the strength of the power of chaos, they even started fighting inside her—pushing, kicking, jostling for more.

Nanli felt her belly churn, an intense discomfort washing over her.

Frustrated, she snapped, "Brothers should care for each other and know how to share! What are you doing?"

Her tone was sharp, as if ready to tear them apart.

Startled by their mother’s anger, the three little ones immediately calmed down.

From then on, they took turns, ensuring that everyone got an equal share.

Although Nanli’s belly had grown quite a bit, it became relatively stable.

Soon, the power of chaos was completely absorbed.

From the moment they gained spiritual awareness, they began imitating Nanli’s cultivation methods.

As the power settled into them, they surprisingly began circulating the energy within their not-yet-fully-formed bodies.

Sensing this, Nanli was utterly shocked.

Starting cultivation in the womb—they’d be at least at the Golden Core stage upon birth.

No, given their increasing appetite for power, they might even reach the Nascent Soul stage!

But she had no time to think too much—little babe’s cries grew even more heart-wrenching.

She opened her eyes and saw a shocking scene.

The Gloomy Fox lay there, its strength completely gone. Its flesh was visibly withering, and its fur was drifting away with the wind.

"Awooo—"

Little babe rushed over, tears streaming down its face.

But nothing could change the outcome.

The Gloomy Fox used its last bit of strength, placing its tail gently over little babe.

Moments later, its flesh and fur rapidly shriveled.

That tail—soon, only bare bones remained.

With a single shiver from little babe, the bones crumbled into dust, scattering in the wind.

The enormous skeletal body also collapsed with a thunderous crash, leaving no trace behind.

The Primordial Mythical Beasts, witnessing this scene, threw their heads back one after another, howling to the heavens in mourning and farewell.

Little babe couldn’t accept the loss, almost crying itself into unconsciousness.

Nanli bent down to pick it up but found her body much heavier than before.

She froze for a moment, twisting slightly to realize that her figure had changed dramatically.

Looking down, she could no longer see her toes—only her large belly.

It was the size of an ordinary woman’s belly at six or seven months of pregnancy.

Fortunately, she had been wearing loose clothing, so the sudden growth didn’t tear her dress, though it now fit snugly.

Her lips twitched.

With such sudden expansion, she was definitely going to get stretch marks.

Luckily, after adapting for a bit, she could still move freely.

Turning side to side was fine, but squatting was definitely a challenge now.

Siheng, perceptive as always, stepped forward and gently lifted little babe, placing it in Nanli’s arms.

Seeing her struggle, his brows furrowed slightly.

He hadn’t expected the three little ones to grow so much after absorbing the power of chaos.

A wave of guilt washed over him—if only he could bear the pregnancy for her.

"Are you uncomfortable?" he asked softly.

Nanli’s expression remained calm. "I’m fine."

She gently stroked little babe, comforting it. "Be good. From now on, we’re your family."

Though little babe couldn’t yet understand words, it could sense Nanli’s warmth and tenderness.

Only after watching the wind scatter the Gloomy Fox’s ashes did it bury its head into Nanli’s arms.

The Primordial Mythical Beasts only glanced at them briefly before turning to leave, no longer lingering in this place.

Meanwhile, Siheng took care of the severed tail and horns, placing them into the Qiankun Bag.

At that moment, the thunderclouds above rolled even more fiercely.

The entire North Wilderness seemed shrouded in darkness.

Only then did Nanli realize something, her eyes widening as she looked at Siheng. "You’ve had a breakthrough?!"

Judging by the intensity of the thunderclouds, he had advanced by at least two realms!

Siheng nodded. "I’ve reached my previous level."

"Celestial Sovereign Realm?!" Nanli’s eyes were wide with shock.

"Correct," Siheng confirmed. "The power of chaos is extraordinary."

Nanli pressed her lips together, feeling a bit helpless. "Great, you’ve left me even further behind again."

Staring at the thunderclouds, Siheng’s expression darkened. "But I can tell these thunderclouds are much fiercer than before. It seems the Heavenly Dao refuses to accept me."

Nanli sensed it too.

The lightning crackled, growing stronger.

Clearly, the Heavenly Dao intended to annihilate Siheng.

What had come before was just a minor trial—this was the real calamity.

Nanli’s mind raced, but before she could think of a solution, a bolt of lightning struck down hard.

Boom!

The entire North Wilderness was illuminated, as bright as day.

The terrifying power sent all nearby creatures fleeing in fear.

Siheng’s expression turned grave. He lifted his hand, using his spiritual power to send Nanli away from him.

At the same time, he summoned spiritual energy to shield himself, preparing to endure the first strike.

The thunderbolt slammed into him with immense force.

His body staggered, nearly collapsing.

The gale whipped up dust and debris, almost blinding Nanli, though she had already been pushed some distance away.

Despite the gap, the impact forced her back several steps.

Before she could recover, the second and third bolts followed in rapid succession.

It was clear now—this tribulation wasn’t meant for him to survive.

Ten, eleven, twelve strikes—Siheng managed to endure.

But by the fifteenth bolt, he was on his knees, one hand bracing against the ground.

His robes were torn.

His exposed skin was covered in deep wounds—not just surface cuts, but injuries that reached the bone, bleeding heavily.

With another strike, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He looked like he wouldn’t last much longer.

Even though Siheng had lost the ability to walk long ago, he had never looked so battered and vulnerable.

Seeing the man she loved in such pain, how could Nanli endure it?

She pulled out the Heaven Star Brush, ready to draw talismans.

But to resist the Celestial Sovereign Realm’s tribulation lightning, her Nascent Soul stage strength, without any spirit stones for support, wouldn’t suffice.

Moreover, she couldn’t even get close to Siheng now.

But how could she just stand by and watch?!

She called, "Eldest, Second, Third—it’s up to you!"

The three little ones stirred inside her belly.

They had been arguing over who was the strongest, but Nanli had already wrapped herself in spiritual energy and rushed forward.

The oppressive force nearly threw her back.

Panicking, the little ones quickly released their own power to shield their mother.

Nanli reached Siheng’s side.

He was weak and pale, frowning when he saw her.

"Go... quickly!" he urged.

The next lightning bolt was about to fall.

If she faced it with him, she’d die!

"Shut up!" Nanli snapped, swiftly drawing a talisman.

When the lightning struck, her talisman neutralized most of its deadly force.

Siheng, who should’ve died, barely survived.

But the talisman, drawn with the last of her spiritual energy, could only block one strike.

Thanks to the little ones’ protective power, Nanli wasn’t too injured, though her internal energy churned uncomfortably.

The lightning didn’t strike again, but the sky rumbled louder, as if warning her—

Retreat now, or die together!

Nanli stood tall, her dress billowing in the fierce wind.

With a determined face, she shouted to the heavens, "Come on!"

"A’Li!" Siheng struggled to his feet.

He wouldn’t allow her to die with him.

He tried to summon his last bit of spiritual energy to send her away, but she gripped his hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Blood dripped from his arm, staining her fingers.

Siheng’s throat tightened—he could no longer speak. His eyes reddened as he looked at her.

In the center of the swirling thunderclouds, lightning gathered once again.