Quickly wear a child: a beautiful woman with many children brings happiness

While others were lamenting Yun Yuan's good luck, Ran Nishang was so angry that she almost lost her mind.

Why? Because of my obstruction, Yun Yuan didn't get the immortal sword from her previous life, but got a divine sword that was better than the immortal sword. Is it true that the power of fate cannot be changed?

Ran Nishang didn't believe it and continued to pull out the remaining swords. However, when she had tried them all, no sword was willing to go with her.

The Sword Guardian Elder glanced sideways slightly.

"I don't know where you got the news from, but it's clear that you have no chance of getting the sword you want. Go find a new sword before the sword tomb is closed."

Ran Nishang said nothing and drew her sword stubbornly.

The sword-guarding elder shook his head and said to the disciples who were watching the show, "Don't waste your time stupidly. There's still half a day left. Those who are interested should hurry up and choose a sword."

He waved his sleeves and left. The disciples who were watching also dispersed and hurried to other places.

By the time Ran Fentian came over, Ran Nishang had already used up the last bit of her spiritual power and fell to the ground.

"Nichang!" Ran Fentian supported her with his spiritual power.

"I won't give up, Dad." Ran Nishang still held the roast chicken in her hand and said, "I clearly already knew the opportunity first, and Yun Yuan didn't take away the opportunity from my previous life. The Immortal Sword is right in front of me, why don't you want me to get it?"

Ran Fentian didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only pat her on the back gently: "Nichang, listen to your father's advice, don't be so persistent, you will develop a demon in your heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ran Nishang spat out blood, which scared Ran Fentian.

"Come on, Dad will take you back to the peak."

Ran Nishang looked blankly at the motionless sword in front of her, her heart dead, and nodded.

After Yun Yuan left, Yuan Qiuying did not take the sword and went down the mountain empty-handed.

The group of people next to her who got the swords cheered and shared their experiences in choosing the swords.

"Actually, I didn't do anything. If I had to say I did anything, I burned incense next to the altar before I came in."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

"Really? Now that you mention it, we came in at the same time, and we all followed Senior Sister Yun to burn incense. Now we have basically all chosen swords."

"Ah, is it really that mysterious? If I had known this, I would have gone to burn incense..."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Yun Yuan. The disciples under the name of Reverend Rong Xi are indeed not simple people."

Yuan Qiuying regretted it so much. Why didn’t she go with Yun Yuan when she was burning incense? Yun Yuan wasn’t so lucky in her previous life, so how come she has a god-level sword in this life?

When Song Mingyu saw Yuan Qiuying looking dejected, he had already expected this situation and understood it.

"Let's go. You should stay in Wanmu Peak from now on. Don't think about anything else. The path of cultivation is not suitable for you."

Thinking of the 10,000 sect contribution points she spent today, Yuan Qiuying felt a little guilty and quickly responded, "I will get pregnant as soon as possible."

Song Mingyu didn't say anything else and took her back to Wanmu Peak.

He couldn't wait to meet his three children who were able to ascend.

Thinking of the fable of Qianji Sect, that his partner was beneficial to his cultivation, Song Mingyu was puzzled, he did not feel any help.

...............

Not long after Yun Yuan was brought to Xingchen Peak by Rong Xi, the sect leader and his men chased after her, wanting to see the sword that Yun Yuan had obtained.

Yun Yuan generously took out the Liuyun Sword and showed it to them. They were amazed and envious, with complicated looks in their eyes.

"This is a sword that fell from the sky into the Sword Sect ten thousand years ago. I never thought that I would see it recognize its master in my lifetime. It is truly a cause for celebration."

Elder Shuifeng was happy for Yun Yuan, but Elder Tufeng and Elder Jinfeng looked strange.

"The Liuyun Sword is a rare divine sword and one of our sect's treasures. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair for it to be paired with a woman?"

Elder Tufeng held the Liuyun Sword in his hand lovingly, unwilling to let it go.

Elder Jinfeng stroked the sword and agreed, "Yes, this girl is not good at swordsmanship. I suggest that she take out the sword and let us choose an outstanding male disciple from the Sword Sect to inherit it. As long as Yun Yuan is willing, the sword will definitely accept the new owner."

In their view, women are not as strong and have less endurance than men, cannot bear hardships, and there is a risk of their cultivation regressing after giving birth. They are not as stable as male disciples and are not worthy of obtaining the magic sword.

Yun Yuan laughed and said, "I'm really sorry. I don't want to change the owner of Liuyun Sword."

Jinfeng Changhu glared at him, saying righteously, "I am doing this for the long-term development of the sect. You can't be so selfish..."

"Then you give up the position of elder to me." Yun Yuan's cultivation was stronger, and he was no longer submissive. "Since you are so generous, why don't you share the skills and opportunities you have obtained? I am also doing this for the long-term development of the sect."

Elder Tufeng: "You are so sharp-tongued at such a young age."

Yun Yuan retorted, "I can't compare to you guys who are old and take advantage of your age."

Elder Tufeng wanted to say more, but Rong Xi was tired of listening.

"The Guiyi Sword Sect is really getting worse with each generation. They even want to snatch the sword that the little girl got by herself. They really have no scruples. I am still here. You are forcing me and the people of Xingchen Peak at Xingchen Peak. Do you really think I have no temper?"

Elder Tufeng fell silent and exchanged glances with Elder Jinfeng.

Don’t worry. Once we get to the Floating Dream Secret Realm, are we afraid that we won’t be able to deal with a little girl if we join forces?

Rong Xi knew what the two were planning at a glance.

People in this world are greedy and their desires are insatiable. The longer he stays in the lower world, the more he feels this way. If it weren't for his high level of cultivation, he would have been eaten by them long ago.

"I have already fulfilled what I promised to the Guiyi Sword Sect. I will not make any more concessions to you. If you continue to act insolently in front of me, I will no longer tolerate you."

The sect leader and the elders were all startled.

The sect leader laughed along and said, "The elders are just joking. Since the Flowing Cloud Sword recognizes Yun Yuan as its master, then she is the master of the Flowing Cloud Sword. No one will force her."

"That's better." Rong Xi sucked and snatched the Liuyun Sword from Elder Tufeng. Elder Tufeng subconsciously wanted to step forward to snatch it, but when he met Rong Xi's cold dark purple eyes, he stopped quickly and lowered his hand unwillingly.

"The Xingchen Peak Temple has no room for all of you great Buddhas. Please show up!" Rong Xi waved his sleeves, and several elders, including the sect leader, were kicked out.

At the foot of Xingchen Peak, Elder Jinfeng was furious: "Sect Master, Rong Xi is too disrespectful. If it weren't for our sect's founder..."

"Shut up." The sect master said, "Over the years, he has given us a lot of resources, and he also repelled the demonic cultivators to make our sect famous and gained a lot of benefits for us. He even put the skills he brought from the upper realm in the library for disciples to read for free. He has already repaid his kindness."

Elder Tufeng said, "A favor is a favor. There is no time to repay it. Does he pretend that the favor doesn't exist just because he did this? It turns out that animals are animals. They won't be grateful like humans. They don't have any human touch at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Rong Xi appeared out of nowhere, his scarlet robe fluttering in the wind, his clear eyes filled with coldness.

With a grab of his bony hand, a glowing little man flew out from Elder Tufeng's dantian and landed in his palm.

Elder Tufeng steadied his body and felt his empty dantian, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Rong Xi, do you want to repay kindness with enmity? Our ancestor will not let you go!"