The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1694 - Extra Story Unification of the Planes (1)

Chapter 1694: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (1)

Chapter 1694: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (1)

The 33 Heavens were at peace. The major powers that had fought for tens of millions of years were now reduced to only four or five, with the Spirit God Clan completely eradicated and Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge being uprooted. Had Zhu Hui not intervened at the last moment, the Valley of Pills would probably be in the same state as Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge by now.

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Dragon Phoenix Valley was no longer in existence. After losing their empress and crown prince, and after a final battle which saw the slaughter of a hundred thousand troops leaving only the emperor alive, the Western Wilderness no longer held significant influence. Even when the Devil Emperor married the city lord of Zhongzhou City, they only sent a generous gift; the emperor himself never showed up again.

The Demon God Clan gained the upper hand.

People thought that the Devil Emperor would be like the Spirit Emperor from a hundred thousand years ago, and exterminate all the spiritual cultivators. However, the wedding changed expectations. Post-wedding, the Devil Emperor didn’t even have time to listen to reports from his scholars and warriors, which greatly relieved the spiritual cultivators of the 33 Heavens.

The Devil Emperor was newly wed and spent his days rolling in bed with the empress, having no time to deal with them.

Following that, a long howl emanated from Blood Moon Palace, a sound that the older generation had heard before. When the empress perished into ashes, the Devil Emperor howled, expressing the desolation and sadness. But this time, upon careful listening, there was unmistakable joy, excitement, exhilaration, and a heroic bearing that embraced the heavens and earth within the howl.

The whole 33 Heavens held their breath, unsure of what had happened within Blood Moon Palace but certain it was something good.

Everyone looked up, gazing at the palace visible from any part of the continent. At that moment, countless palace lanterns were lit. The entire Yanmo Heavenly Clan rushed toward it, waiting for their emperor to announce the important news.

“The empress is pregnant, congratulations to our Yanmo Heavenly Clan for the heir!”

After a great battle, there was nothing more uplifting than adding more people and having an heir for the region. The entire Yanmo Heavenly Clan burst into activity, like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, quickly boiling over with excitement.

The emperor opened up the Seventy Thousand Mile Mountain and promised that within ten days, anyone who captured a magical beast could seek the help of the Yanmo Heavenly City’s beast tamers for taming. The emperor distributed about a thousand Foundation Establishment Pills, expressly for the children of poor families to take, and a large number of Spiritual Weapons were released from Yanmo Heavenly City.

Merely with a pregnancy, the Yanmo Heavenly Clan had already put on a front of universal celebration, which left no doubt in the people of the 33 Heavens that a hundred thousand years later, the emperor’s love for the empress remained unwavering and even stronger with time.

In the Blood Moon Palace, Beiting Huang cradled a bowl of millet porridge, eating with vigor. She seemed unable to eat anything else, and only the millet porridge could go down her throat.

“It seems that your husband will have to switch to farming,” Yan Ye worried, “on the mountain of Tongshan, there is a depressed area originally intended for planting spiritual herbs. I’ll plant millet and chestnut there instead.” He always wanted a child, a child born of Huang Jiu; now, seeing Huang Jiu suffering, he felt somewhat guilty.

Beiting Huang glanced at Yan Ye, her face buried in the bowl. She was still getting used to the news of her pregnancy. After a moment of realization, Beiting Huang was filled with joy; she was going to have her own child.

In this other world, she had acquired more and more, but a child was truly a piece of flesh from the mother’s body.

She wasn’t yet sixteen, but her psychological age had long surpassed that. She was a cultivator, already a half-step Emperor Supreme at sixteen. Her body, forged by the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire and lightning, had undergone a transformation and could not be judged by age alone.