I Have A Martial Dao World-Chapter 727 - 726. Have a peaceful year

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Chapter 727: 726. Have a peaceful year? Chapter 727: 726. Have a peaceful year? Liao Ya hurriedly sought out her junior brother, Lu Yao, and told him how the “Yan Huang’s Will” had stopped rejecting her.

Lu Yao was perplexed, “It just stopped rejecting you all of a sudden?”

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Liao Ya nodded and on the spot, she drew out a strand of “Yan Huang’s Will” and absorbed it with her Divine Soul. Indeed, it was as smooth as silk, without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Yao checked her over and finding everything normal, he asked, “Any other abnormal symptoms?”

“Nothing else, just feeling a bit tired.” Liao Ya’s cheeks were flushed as she glared at her junior brother, “It must be because of you, you womanizer.”

Lu Yao smiled sheepishly, but then a sudden inspiration struck him, “Feeling tired? Do you feel sleepy too?”

This was clearly an association with Yu Yanmei’s symptoms. Liao Ya looked stunned, “You mean…?”

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Lu Yao nodded excitedly, and Liao Ya also immediately showed a joyful expression, covering her belly, “I have a little baby too?”

Lu Yao embraced his senior sister, “I think it’s very likely, otherwise, Yan Huang’s Will wouldn’t have suddenly accepted you.”

Liao Ya leaned against him tenderly, inhaling the comforting scent on his body. This was her reliance in this life, the man who changed her destiny.

“Junior brother, I owe you so much in this life, and have had no way to repay it. But now, I can bear a little baby for you~”

“Let’s not talk about debts in the family. If we really start counting, I owe both you sisters a life.”

“Liao Qe… ,” Liao Ya suddenly remembered, everyone getting pregnant one after another, and her sister unable to achieve her wish no matter how hard she tried… She hoped it wouldn’t upset her.

Lu Yao said, “I will spend more time with her. You two are sisters, and your constitutions shouldn’t differ much. She will surely be able to fulfill her wish very soon.”

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In the following days, Liao Ya also showed symptoms of fatigue and sleepiness, as well as an increased appetite, just like Yu Yanmei.

Lu Yao believed that this was probably the mother’s instinct to protect the fetus, avoiding strenuous activity to safely get through the first two dangerous months.

When the time came to the day of the Minor New Year, Liao Ya, with the ability of “Crafting the Subtle and Mysterious,” could clearly feel the sprouting seed.

From there, there was no more suspense.

That night, the whole family sat around eating dumplings, even Fran, Madam Xiao, and Ali were there.

During the meal, Liao Ya took a deep breath and said, “I have something to announce.”

Everyone looked at her, only to see Liao Ya’s skin glowing like snow, her cheeks flushed with red, as she seriously said, “I mean… that is… I’m pregnant too.”

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then a great uproar!

Madam Xiao’s eyes shimmered like gems, and she happily said,

“Oh my, this is incredible. Lord Lu Tian is blessed by heaven itself, both ladies becoming pregnant one after another. I offer my congratulations!”

Madam Xiao was incredibly excited; having offspring of a Celestial Lord was a matter of great significance!

To put it bluntly, this was far more prestigious than any “descendant of the dragon”! Especially when related by blood to her own family.

Following her lead, Li Pei and Yu Yanmei also offered their congrats in succession.

Yu Yanmei looked at Liao Ya with a sense of closeness, as if the pressure she was under was now shared, and she suddenly felt much lighter.

At this time, even Ali performed a respectful bow with both hands, “This humble one congratulates the lady, may you have a noble child soon~”

Only Liao Qe had a complex expression, looking pitifully at them, like a defeated contestant conceding victory on the stage.

Fortunately, Lu Yao had arranged for his younger sister to sit next to him beforehand, and he whispered affectionately to her,

“I found a trick; let’s give it a try tonight. If not today, then there’s always tomorrow. We have plenty of time.”

Liao Qe managed a smile and nodded her head.

But after all, they were sisters, and soon she shook off her negative emotions, gathering around her elder sister to fuss over her.

The group enjoyed a happy and harmonious meal.

Lu Yao looked at his pregnant wife, the smile on his lips never fading. Yet, the burden on his shoulders grew heavier.

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Late into the night, Liao Qe slept soundly in his arms, even letting out cute little snores.

Lu Yao held his sister’s smooth and firm body, staring blankly at the canopy of the bed above him.

For a high-level martial artist to leave offspring is extremely difficult, and yet he had fathered two in one go, a truly tremendous blessing.

But this also meant greater responsibility, and some things… He needed to consider a way out in advance.

The last time he fought Shakyamuni, the “Guiyi God” emitted strange emotional fluctuations.

Considering the worst-case scenario, the monster might very well have its own Spirit Wisdom!

Thinking about that vast mental power, now with Spirit Wisdom, was he really its match?

“As the saying goes, think of defeat before victory, I must prepare for the eventuality of defeat.”

Lu Yao had no guarantee of victory, so he wanted to leave a way out for his wife and children.

He remembered the Mother of the Wilderness once said she had “coordinates for nearly a hundred worlds” to evade the Evil God.

Actually, this plan wasn’t bad, as the distances between the worlds are astronomical, the Evil God simply has no way to start assassinating.

However, to get these coordinates, he had to help the Mother of the Wilderness kill Shakyamuni.

At that moment, Liao Qe mumbled in her sleep.

Lu Yao reached out to gently caress her, and she continued sleeping.

The scent of jasmine filled his nostrils, lightening his heart and mind.

Suddenly, Lu Yao thought, “It’s already the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month. The Mother of the Wilderness hasn’t contacted me yet; it seems I can have a peaceful New Year…”

Things are unpredictable; some things are completely beyond thought.

The Star Key suddenly began to vibrate regularly, indicating a call request!

After connecting, the holographic image of the Mother of the Wilderness appeared, stating solemnly, “Shakyamuni has descended; we can take action now!”

Lu Yao gave a self-deprecating smile, then said, “Very well, to eliminate this person will also ensure a peaceful New Year.”

“Be careful, after the last battle, Shakyamuni has become a bit different… He seems stronger.”

“What a coincidence, so have I.”

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Due to the time difference, it was the middle of the night for Lu Yao, while it was exactly 8 p.m. in the Papal State.

Inside the glittering Paul VI Opera House, “La Traviata” was being performed.

The sincere and beautiful lyrics, the touching tragic force, once again brought tears to the third Angel Envoy, Alpha.

Just as he took out a white handkerchief to gently dab his tears, the Mother of the Wilderness, who had secretly passed on the information, returned.

Seeing her companion moved to tears at this moment, she shrugged and said, “The same prostitute story again? I’ve seen it enough to memorize it; I really don’t understand the appeal.”

Alpha replied with a gentle smile, “Mortal lives are so short, yet they can spark such intense emotional fires, truly admirable.”

He was speaking when his expression suddenly became excited, “And these sparks of the soul can ignite the great beings that have existed forever!”

The Mother of the Wilderness was speechless. This companion of hers wasn’t bad, just a bit eccentric. If possible, she wouldn’t mind sparing his life.

Just then, a green spiral-shaped portal appeared in front of the two.

The next second, the figure of Shakyamuni emerged.

He still had a square face and large ears, a dignified appearance, but his short hair now had sporadic gray spots—a consequence of using his time powers last time.

“My friends, good news!” Shakyamuni’s voice was quite grand:

“The True God is about to awaken, and we must lend support. The more souls, the boiling souls, the better! Let the natives of this world fight violently, and offer the boiling souls to the True God!”