Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

Beside the stone table outside the cave, Ye Lingxiao and Liu Ruilin sat opposite each other, each holding a cup of fragrant tea in their hands, and the lingering tea fragrance slowly diffused in the air.

Ye Lingxiao slowly put the teacup back on the table. He had a handsome face, revealing a hint of sadness.

"Uncle, I will set off tomorrow to practice magic under Master Bodhi. I am worried about Yu'er..."

"Xiao'er, you have shown extraordinary talent since you were young. This time you become Master Bodhi's disciple, you will surely learn something."

Liu Ruilin patted Ye Lingxiao's shoulder gently, "I was also planning to send Yu'er to Xuantian Sect to become a disciple of Di Ze Shenzun."

"Xuan Tian Sect?"

Ye Lingxiao stood up excitedly, his body tense, like a bowstring stretched to the limit. His eyes were anxious, as if there was a flame burning.

"Uncle, Yu'er has never left Nanling Phoenix Valley since she was a child. Why do you want to send her so far away?"

"Can't you continue to teach? Or, I can ask Bodhi Patriarch to accept Yu'er as his disciple."

"Xiao'er, Di Ze Divine Master is Father God's disciple. His magic is most suitable for Yu'er to practice."

Liu Ruilin sighed softly and looked into the distance with deep eyes, as if he had penetrated the mist of time and saw a more distant future.

"I calculated that Yu'er will face a catastrophe of life and death in her future. Only by achieving Nirvana and rebirth can she survive this catastrophe."

Ye Lingxiao's clenched fists so tightly that his knuckles turned pale from the force. The uneasiness and anxiety in his heart were like an undercurrent lurking beneath the calm water, which could cause a stir at any time.

"Then I can't leave her. I'm worried about her going to Xuantian Sect alone. Let me go with her."

"Xiao'er, it is such a rare opportunity to worship under Patriarch Bodhi. You must cherish it."

Liu Ruilin shook his head, his eyes revealing an unshakable determination. His tone was serious, and every word he said was a well-considered decision that could not be questioned.

"Listen to your uncle's advice. Only when you become strong enough can you truly protect Yu'er. Xuantian Sect has the supreme status in the world, and Di Ze Divine Master will definitely be able to protect her."

Ye Lingxiao whispered to himself, "Emperor Ze God..." He was not unfamiliar with this name.

Murong Dize is known to everyone in the world, and even the immortal books and history books mention him.

He was the youngest disciple of the Father God, and one of the only disciples left after the Father God's death. After the war, he retired to the Xuantian Sect, rarely appeared in the fairy world, and rarely accepted disciples.

As the leader of the few existing gods in the world, his strength is unfathomable, like a bright star in the vast sea of ​​​​stars.

He is the supreme being in the Nine Heavens, second only to the Emperor of Heaven, and above all the immortals.

Liu Ruilin's gaze fell on Ye Lingxiao's face. The sad look on his face made him unable to bear it and he let out a long sigh.

"Xiao'er, there is something your uncle should tell you. Yu'er has an ancient seal on her body. Under the influence of the seal, she has not even developed any love. So, you don't need to worry about her being abducted by others."

Endless pity and sorrow surged in Ye Lingxiao's chest, as if an invisible blade had gently cut through it, leaving scars on his heart.

His darling.

No wonder… no wonder she never cries.

No wonder I am always so indifferent to the love I have for myself.

The corners of Ye Lingxiao's eyes were slightly red, and his gaze was fixed on Liu Ruilin, his eyes full of eager anticipation.

"Uncle, how can we break this seal?"

"My husband and I, along with your parents, have tried together, but we couldn't solve it." Liu Ruilin sighed helplessly, his eyes painful. "It seems that we can only wait for the right opportunity."

"Uncle, the Di Ze Divine Venerable has eighteen disciples, and they are all male immortal monarchs. I really can't rest assured to let a little girl like Yu'er go alone."

"For her safety, uncle, can you transform her into a male body so that she won't run into any unnecessary trouble in Xuantian Sect?"

Liu Ruilin pondered for a moment and nodded, "Xiao'er, what you said makes sense. Before Yu'er goes to Xuantian Sect, I will cast a spell for her to temporarily transform into a male body."

Ye Lingxiao nodded gratefully, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

Only by becoming stronger can we better protect Jiaojiaoer!

* * *

The Heavenly Palace is surrounded by layers of clouds and mist. The magnificent palace complex sparkles with colorful light under the sun, like a rainbow in the sky, gorgeous and dazzling.

"Queen, what do you think about the rebellion of the Southeast Spirit Fox Clan some time ago, and the division of the Southeast Spirit Fox World into three parts?"

The Lord's eyes were deep and inquiring.

The Queen smiled gently, and that smile contained endless deep meaning. She slowly put down the treasure in her hand and turned her eyes to the Emperor of Heaven with a hint of mockery.

"My Lord, how do you think I should view this? Let them continue to quarrel. The more they quarrel, the better we can rule them, right?"

Tianjun had to admit that what she said was true. The rebellion of the Southeast Spirit Fox Tribe did provide them with a good opportunity to weaken the power of the Southeast Realm.

"What the Queen said is absolutely right, but I am worried that this kind of civil strife will continue and eventually affect the peace of the fairy world."

The queen waved her hand gently, she smiled confidently, as if she could see through everything.

"Your Majesty is worrying too much. Now the four seas and eight wastelands are each leading their own. We can guide them a little and let them consume each other. Then we can clean up the mess. Isn't that wonderful?"

Tianjun's brows furrowed slightly, but he did not object.

He knew the Queen's methods very well, and he was able to sit in this supreme position largely thanks to her.

That sudden disaster, the battle between gods and demons was like the collapse of heaven and earth, the Father God and most of his disciples died in the battle, and the fairy world was severely damaged.

While several gods were in seclusion due to serious injuries, she skillfully manipulated the situation and supported him to ascend the throne of the Heavenly Sovereign.

His eyes revealed a complex emotion. He was grateful, but also always alert, not letting himself become a puppet in her hands.

* * *

Nanling Phoenix Valley, the training ground.

Yun Zimo sat cross-legged, with a faint aura of fire surrounding him. He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and he was fighting fiercely.

Sweat slid down his handsome face, dripped onto the bluestone slabs, and instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated.

"Zi Mo, you haven't recovered yet, don't push yourself too hard. Cultivation can't be rushed."

Liu Qianyu walked towards Yun Zimo with light steps, squatted down, and gently wiped the sweat from Yun Zimo's forehead with a handkerchief.

"My uncle is a supreme god, and he and you both have fire spiritual power, so he will definitely help you. Once you break through the divine realm, it won't be too late for you to seek revenge."

Yun Zimo opened his eyes, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

I am like a fox forced into a desperate situation, covered in wounds and on the verge of collapse, but still eager to brandish my sharp claws and try my best to tear the enemy's throat.

How could he allow his hatred to involve them?