Chapter 77: Childbirth

“Bang—!”

The door closed automatically again.

Except for them, everything in the illusion came to a standstill.

It was exactly the same situation as the previous two times, yet Wen Chu was more nervous than ever.

Without the system’s help, deceiving Xiu about the child carried immense risk.

If he didn’t drive Xiu to the point of losing his mind, he would definitely be exposed.

Wen Chu looked at Xiu straddling him and asked cautiously, “Shall I give you ghost qi first?”

Xiu threw away his cloak: “Cut the crap.”

His cloak was easy to untie, and there were no clothes underneath. With this removal, his pregnant belly was completely exposed to Wen Chu’s eyes.

Xiu was only carrying ghost qi and spiritual power; without a fetus endlessly absorbing nutrients, he wasn’t swollen or fat. His waist was still lean, and his face was cold and stern.

Only his abdomen no longer showed clear muscle lines, but a soft, bulging curve.

Such a pregnant belly appeared strange yet erotic on him.

Looking up at Xiu sitting on him from such a commanding position, Wen Chu couldn’t help but tremble inside.

How could there be such a person?

Dominating yet gentle. Even something like pregnancy couldn’t break him in the slightest; instead, it made him appear even more divine.

Wen Chu whispered, “Then I’ll start…”

Feeling guilty, his movements were slow, and his eyes dodged, afraid to look at Xiu.

Xiu had already endured shame to say those words earlier. With Wen Chu’s dawdling, the shame surged up again.

He pursed his lips, and the moment Wen Chu unbuttoned his clothes, he closed his eyes and sat down.

“Mm-uh…”

Wen Chu was startled and hurriedly supported him: “Be careful with your belly.”

Xiu slowly opened his eyes, glaring at Wen Chu with those transparent blue eyes out of embarrassment and anger: “Stop dawdling, we only have twenty-four hours.”

If Wen Chu wouldn’t do it, he would do it himself.

After speaking, Xiu pressed down on Wen Chu’s arms, devouring quickly and urgently.

As if he wanted to end this quickly and escape all this shame.

Wen Chu was startled entirely, followed by uncontrollable indulgence.

His compatibility with Xiu had always been very high.

Or rather, Xiu’s body had always been able to accommodate him, regardless of his different species.

Whether it was a jellyfish, mist, or a cold fierce ghost.

Wen Chu was quickly swept into Xiu’s rhythm, carefully protecting Xiu’s belly, subconsciously wanting to press Xiu down.

Xiu was a bit… too slow.

At this moment, enduring the heavy downward pull of the fetus in his abdomen while trying hard to devour, if Xiu knew Wen Chu’s thoughts, he would probably bite Wen Chu out of shame and annoyance.

But he didn’t know now; just taking the initiative to sit down had already exhausted all his strength.

Wen Chu was like an aphrodisiac to him.

It was hard for him not to react when facing Wen Chu.

In this position, Xiu inevitably rubbed against Wen Chu, causing him to shrink back every time.

After only a few dozen times, Xiu trembled, whimpered, and stopped.

The roots of his thighs spasmed uncontrollably, and his body began to tremble violently.

Then, he felt the familiar sense of restraint.

Followed by the world spinning.

Wen Chu’s long white hair fell down, the teenager’s beautiful face close to his eyes, his gaze deep: “Celestial Master Brother, this is too fast, it’s not good for the body.”

Caught off guard and restrained, Xiu’s scalp went numb.

“Wait… don’t.”

The fear of being restrained struck again. The experience of only being able to spit out bit by bit last time obviously left a deep impression on Xiu. He almost immediately clamped down on Wen Chu tightly.

Wen Chu groaned, then firmly continued forward, complaining: “I just care about Brother. Why does Brother reject me like this? I’m going to cry.”

Xiu panicked even more, but sticking out his belly, blocked by the pregnancy, he couldn’t even touch Wen Chu. He could only grasp helplessly in the air: “Don’t… Mmph mmph mmph!”

He couldn’t speak anymore.

Because Wen Chu continued.

…

If he didn’t make Xiu delirious, the clues would be discovered. If clues were discovered, Xiu would be angry, and then he would likely become the next ghost to be chopped in two.

Wen Chu’s train of thought was very clear, and his actions were unambiguous.

He was indeed stimulated quite a bit by Xiu’s initiative just now, pouring ghost qi into Xiu two or three times in a row.

The ghost qi and spiritual energy in Xiu’s lower abdomen began to mix and grow frantically. His belly bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, soon reaching the size of a full-term pregnancy ready for labor.

Xiu was completely bewildered, holding his belly dazedly, taking whatever was given.

Until now, not allowed to release, he was suffocated to a purplish-red, almost reaching the point where he would leak uncontrollably at a touch.

Just as Xiu dazedly thought he was going to melt here completely, Wen Chu finally stopped.

Then, the teenager’s voice sounded in his ear: “Brother, let me help you widen the birth canal, okay?”

Ready to give birth.

Xiu’s mushy brain barely comprehended the meaning in Wen Chu’s words.

He still felt it was absurd. He was actually pregnant with Wen Chu’s child, and Wen Chu was delivering it for him at this time.

Just objectively understanding the current situation made Xiu’s spirit tremble.

Even though Wen Chu stopped moving, he still spasmed uncontrollably, starting an intracranial climax.

Yet Wen Chu was still calling him: “Brother, it’s okay, it’ll be quick.”

Xiu opened his mouth, wanting to say stop calling him brother at a time like this, but could only make broken sounds.

Having come this far, with no retreat anyway, Wen Chu lost his initial panic.

He was even a bit familiar with the process, positioning Xiu for the best birth posture, patiently widening the birth canal for him.

The small ball combined from spiritual power and ghost qi was obedient. Sensing it could come out, it rolled outwards.

Wen Chu glanced at Xiu, who still had some clarity in his expression, pursed his lips, and blocked the white ball that just showed a head back in.

“Mmph huh?!”

Xiu finally felt the ball he had carried for ten years slowly sliding down. He tried hard to endure all the pleasure to cooperate, but unexpectedly was blocked back to the original position by Wen Chu.

He whimpered and glared at Wen Chu, only seeing Wen Chu’s innocent face.

“Brother, the fetal position is incorrect. Need to correct the fetal position in the abdomen.”

Wen Chu lied with his eyes open.

Xiu gritted his teeth: “Then you just… hurry up uh ah—”

His words were cut off halfway.

Because Wen Chu began to rub his lower abdomen, driving the ball in his abdomen to roll around.

Just as the ball was about to fall a bit, it was pushed back in by Wen Chu, back and forth, repeatedly crushing over his sensitive nerves.

Too much.

Xiu almost couldn’t control his expression, the whites of his eyes rolling up slightly.

Just as he was crushed by the ball in his abdomen again, the place that had been restrained for a long time suddenly felt light.

Xiu’s lips parted slightly, his tongue sticking out uncontrollably, the weak thread named reason in his brain finally snapping completely.

Wen Chu took the opportunity to land a hand chop on the back of his neck.

Xiu’s vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

He lost consciousness, but his body’s subconscious reactions remained, spitting out intermittently, looking completely broken.

Wen Chu finally let the small ball, which had been repeatedly born and stuffed back, fall down.

That small white ball, which had only shown a little bit just now, fell onto the bed. Wen Chu finally saw the full picture of the “child” Xiu had carried for so long.

It was a round little white ball, glowing with fluorescence, emitting a mix of his ghost qi and Xiu’s spiritual power.

As a part of the power separated from him and Xiu, after falling out, the little white ball first dazedly rubbed against Xiu, subconsciously wanting to burrow back to return to the main body’s power.

After failing to burrow back, it rubbed against Wen Chu again.

Still couldn’t burrow back.

The little white ball froze in place.

It was just a mixture of spiritual power and ghost qi, without even consciousness, only knowing it needed to attach to a main body to exist.

But now both main bodies didn’t want it.

It became a ball of power no one wanted.

The little white ball, possessing half of Wen Chu’s power, immediately started dropping little white pearls (tears).

Wen Chu was quick-handed, wrapped this ball that obviously had nothing to do with a “child” tightly with a prepared sheet, threw it into the wardrobe, and locked the door tightly.

Very good, perfect substitution.

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief, warning this power form the same source as himself: Not allowed to make any noise.

The little white ball was confused in the wardrobe. It subconsciously listened to the main body’s order and stopped moving.

After confirming the little white ball didn’t move, Wen Chu’s attention returned to Xiu.

Xiu looked like a mess.

After the little white ball was born, his lower abdomen finally returned to flat, making his swollen breasts even more prominent.

Looking like they would feel very good to touch.

Just now Wen Chu didn’t grab and knead here any less.

Wen Chu glanced at the time on the wall; half an hour left.

Since there was still time, no rush to wake Xiu up. Wen Chu couldn’t resist reaching out to touch Xiu again.

So swollen.

Just like when Xiu finished “giving birth” in the last world.

Under the system’s influence, Xiu at that time not only thought he had a child but also had a very delicious side effect…

Xiu flinched in his coma.

Wen Chu was pulled back from his thoughts.

Startled by Xiu’s sudden reaction, he was about to withdraw his hand immediately.

Unexpectedly, the next moment he let go, his face and head were drenched.

Wen Chu was completely dumbfounded, taking a long time to recover from the smell of milk all over him.

Looking at Xiu, his cheeks began to slowly flush red.

【He he he he…】 Wen Chu stammered, 【I didn’t use your function, how come he is lactating too?】

The system’s voice was cold and hasty: 【This is your illusion, shouldn’t you ask yourself?】

Wen Chu guiltily moved his eyes away from Xiu, but couldn’t help moving them back.

He explained weakly: 【I just thought about it a little.】

The system sneered: 【You probably thought about it more than a little.】

Wen Chu: 【Boo hoo.】

Don’t be so fierce.

Wen Chu squeezed again, watching Xiu unconsciously produce more in his coma. Adhering to the principle of not wasting, he bit down lightly to help clean both sides for Xiu.

When he finished cleaning, the countdown was nearing the end. Wen Chu decisively transferred life points to Xiu.

【Life Points -10h】

【Remaining Life Points: 9 days 15 hours 21 minutes】

Xiu’s body was restored, only the breasts remained in their original state.

The system gritted its teeth: 【Are you never ending this?】

Wen Chu twiddled his fingers: 【The illusion will end soon…】

Meaning it didn’t hurt to let him eat for another day.

The system disappeared in exasperation, leaving Wen Chu waiting quietly for Xiu to wake up.

While waiting for Xiu to wake up, he wasn’t idle, resetting everything in the room as usual.

This time he thoughtfully prepared new clothes for Xiu.

When Xiu woke up from the coma, what he saw was Wen Chu holding clothes looking at him eagerly.

“Wen Chu…” He was still out of it, speaking subconsciously.

Wen Chu explained first: “The child has been sent to Xiao Yu. I cleaned the room and prepared clothes for you.”

Xiu’s gaze gradually changed from blank to suspicious.

Wen Chu being so obedient suddenly, what did he want to do?

Wen Chu obediently handed the clothes to Xiu: “It’s just…”

Xiu was waiting for Wen Chu’s “but,” seeing Wen Chu staring at his chest, stammering for a long time without making a sound.

Xiu looked down at his chest following Wen Chu’s gaze.

Looking at his exceptionally swollen chest, a nearly absurd guess rose in Xiu’s mind.

Impossible, right?

But he had already given birth to a child, so it seemed not impossible…

The next moment, Wen Chu’s hesitant voice sounded: “Feeding formula to the child is fine, can I eat?”

Xiu looked up at Wen Chu.

Wen Chu hugged his clothes, looking as if he wouldn’t give him clothes unless he agreed, puffing his cheeks, both self-righteous and guilty: “I’m also your baby.”

Xiu: …

Okay, he really lactated.

Since entering the illusion, everything experienced exceeded Xiu’s imagination as an adult male.

If it were outside, he would probably tie Wen Chu up the moment Wen Chu mated with him.

But witnessing Wen Chu being tortured by bone extraction, and being unseen in the illusion, Xiu’s bottom line retreated again and again unknowingly.

Anyway, he had given birth to Wen Chu’s child.

Xiu gave up on himself: “…You eat.”

“Eh?” Wen Chu didn’t expect Xiu to agree so easily, blinking in disbelief.

Redness spread on Xiu’s earlobes. He pressed Wen Chu directly onto his chest: “How many times do you want me to repeat? Let you eat then eat, or do you want me to write ‘Wen Chu Exclusive Use’ here before you eat?”

He intended to mock Wen Chu, but Wen Chu listened with a flushed face.

Happily almost fainting, he buried his face in Xiu’s chest and said dizzily: “That’s also fine…”

As Wen Chu spoke, he couldn’t help touching Xiu’s tailbone.

The ink marks there were still vivid.

The cold Celestial Master, under his robes, had long been marked by him with a lewd mark.

Seeing Wen Chu really moved, afraid Wen Chu would write some messy words on him again, Xiu pulled Wen Chu down with red earlobes and blocked his mouth.

“Eating can’t even stop your mouth.”

“Already a father, don’t set such a bad example for the child.”

Wen Chu blinked and went to eat Xiu.

Xiu seemed to really care about the child just born.

So now came the biggest problem, exactly how many heads did he have for Xiu to chop.

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Tomorrow was the array setting day. Wen Chu and Xiu didn’t carry on too late. After cleaning up Xiu’s milk, the two went to sleep.

The white ball mixed with spiritual power and ghost qi remained in the wardrobe, already forgotten by both main bodies.

Next day.

Wen Chu was fished out of the quilt sleepily by Xiu, changed into heavy clothes, and met the people of the Celestial Master Association from a hundred years ago in the front hall.

The Celestial Master Association from a hundred years ago was completely different from the group he saw in modern times.

At this time, the Jiang family was the leader, the president was a man, followed by the Sun, Qi, and Xiao families.

Wen Chu had never seen these families in modern times.

Following beside Xiu, he greeted obediently and was viewed repeatedly as a rare species by everyone.

Surrounded by clicking tongues of praise.

“Started learning spells at eight, now the spiritual power is so abundant.”

“Truly worthy of being a genius. The Wen family is actually willing to give up such a genius to become the array eye.”

“How was it kept so tight back then? If I knew earlier Old Master Wen’s precious youngest son was a genius, I would have sent congratulatory gifts long ago.”

Wen Shuhua smiled until his face almost rotted, chatting everywhere. Wen Chu sat quietly aside with Xiu, watching this predetermined plot.

Xiu asked him softly: “Still haven’t thought of your obsession?”

He asked Wen Chu this question for ten years, and every time Wen Chu was bewildered.

Now, Wen Chu still shook his head bewilderedly: “Don’t know.”

Xiu sighed: “Then we have to play by ear.”

The last task, let Wen Chu live past eighteen.

Xiu lowered his eyes, touching his earring.

Since entering the illusion, he tried to use weapons within the illusion, never using his own bonded magical artifact.

Because this was a magical artifact from reality, a slight carelessness could cause damage to the old Wen residence in reality, attracting the attention of the Celestial Master Association.

But reaching this step, he couldn’t care so much anymore.

Now without a child in his belly, feeling light all over, at worst he would just smash the old Wen residence outside the illusion clean, then naturally he could take Wen Chu away.

Wen Chu didn’t know Xiu was ready to cause massive destruction. He was still organizing his rhetoric to explain to Xiu after getting out that he wasn’t the “Wen Chu” in the illusion.

Just then, the group in discussion erupted in a burst of hearty laughter.

Wen Chu and Xiu, each thinking about important matters, looked up to see everyone standing up, walking out of the room one after another.

Wen Shuhua turned around, glaring angrily at Wen Chu: “Still not keeping up? Want everyone to wait for you alone?”

Wen Chu paused for a moment before realizing the plot of going to be the array eye started.

He glanced at Xiu, and after receiving Xiu’s response, pulled Xiu to walk forward together.

Taking the first step, Wen Chu reached out and touched his heart.

“What’s wrong?” Xiu turned to ask him.

Wen Chu lowered his eyes, shaking his head after a while: “Nothing, just remembered the whereabouts of my heart.”

At that time Xiu acted too fast, so they didn’t see Wen Shuhua’s subsequent plot.

After the chest was cut open, Wen Yan took his thoracic vertebra, and Wen Shuhua took his heart.

Wen Shuhua was ultimately afraid of the “retribution” Wen Chu spoke of, burying his heart in the center of the Wen family, attempting to confuse the heavenly secrets.

Wen Chu didn’t want to say much, but hearing this, Xiu frowned: “Where is your heart? Not in the Rebirth Grand Array?”

“No, in the Wen family.”

Wen Chu was made a bit nervous by Xiu’s serious attitude and explained what he remembered just now.

Seeing Xiu’s frown deepening, Wen Chu also felt something was wrong.

“…What’s wrong? Does it affect the array?” Wen Chu asked cautiously.

“If it does, when we get out, you can dig out my heart and use it.”

Xiu felt blocked in his heart.

Not because the Rebirth Reincarnation Grand Array was missing such a big piece, but because he learned that Wen Chu actually had his heart dug out alive at eight years old.

If Wen Chu wasn’t different from ordinary people, he should have been tortured to death long ago.

“Did it hurt…?” Xiu’s voice trembled.

Wen Chu shook his head: “Don’t remember.”

He was cheerful: “You take it and use it. I have a new heart now, the one you gave me, I like it very much.”

The Soul-Nourishing Jade Xiu gave him was shiny. Xiu put it in personally, containing Xiu’s spiritual power inside; it was very beautiful.

Xiu also gave him a small bracelet.

Although he and Xiu were in an opposing relationship, thinking of Xiu giving him such precious things, Wen Chu couldn’t help being happy, his eyebrows and eyes smiling.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly; they were heading to the grand array location.

Because they were about to leave, and Xiu showed no signs of discovering the truth about the pregnancy, Wen Chu talked more, starting to probe Xiu’s plans: “What do you think of this grand array? Will the array eye returning save everyone?”

“By the way, if one day, I escape from the grand array, will you choose me or…”

Wen Chu caught a glimpse of Xiu’s ugly expression and fell silent.

He seemed to have brought up a topic Xiu disliked.

Wen Chu whispered: “Sorry, I was just… joking.”

Xiu opened his mouth, feeling blocked and sour from throat to heart. Countless emotions in his heart couldn’t be spoken, finally only letting out a soft scolding of hating iron for not becoming steel: “Are you stupid?”

He gave Wen Chu the Five Emperor Coins and Soul-Nourishing Jade to locate and control the other party. Once the other party made any strange moves, he could slightly mobilize spiritual power to make Wen Chu vanish into smoke.

The Wen family wanted his heart to let future generations avoid the heavenly retribution brought by Old Master Wen’s poisonous oath.

The Celestial Master Association knew clearly there was something fishy about the Wen Chu brought by the Wen family, but chose to ignore it in the face of the big picture, ultimately letting him die without an intact corpse.

Yet Wen Chu was here happily enjoying the Soul-Nourishing Jade at his heart which was actually a “death warrant”.

The surrounding scenery gradually became clear; they arrived in a mountain forest.

Everyone had been waiting here for a long time; on the ground was a magic array glowing with golden light.

Wen Chu only felt his hand hurt from Xiu’s pinch.

Xiu held him so tight, as if afraid he would walk into the magic array.

“Don’t go.” Xiu whispered.

Before Xiu could continue, an anxious female voice came from afar: “Little Young Master, don’t go! Living people cannot enter the Rebirth Grand Array! They want to debone and skin you to make you a fierce ghost!”

Wen Chu and Xiu looked towards the sound, seeing Wen Xiao Yu appearing not far away at some point, covered in dirt, running wildly towards them.

Wen Shuhua raged: “Stop her!! Don’t let her talk nonsense!”

Wen Xiao Yu was stopped by everyone not far away, crying with snot and tears: “Little Young Master! Can’t go!! You haven’t had a good day since you were five, you—”

“Xiao Yu.” Wen Chu spoke up.

He smiled: “I think I lived very well. Father loved me very much before, he also left you guys for me. The apples were delicious, and you treated me very well too.”

“In the future… leave the Wen family and change your surname.”

As Wen Chu spoke, he looked at Xiu whose face had been exceptionally ugly since just now.

“Xiu.” He whispered, “It doesn’t matter if we can’t get out. I saw you killed Anya before. As long as the owner of the illusion is killed, we can get out, right?”

“Wen Chu!” Xiu shouted sternly to stop him, the tassel earring on his right ear starting to glow.

Wen Chu lowered his eyes: “Sorry, causing you so much trouble all along.”

He stayed with Xiu in the illusion for so long; this time was actually stolen by him.

He knew Xiu could get out if he died, but he couldn’t bear to part.

After getting out, he would become the array eye.

At first, he just wanted to stay a bit longer. Later he became greedier and greedier, deliberately ignoring such a possibility to break the situation, keeping Xiu here for so long with his selfish motives.

Xiu was very good, even willing to let him mess around in such a situation.

The bad one was him.

But fortunately, he had eaten enough to make up for it and was prepared to leave Xiu.

“I am very sorry.” Wen Chu repeated.

He broke free from Xiu’s hand, about to step into the magic array.

However, before he could take a step, blue chains behind him wrapped him tightly like flexible pythons, immobilizing him completely.

Wen Chu was dragged back directly by Xiu while bound.

“Wen Chu!” Xiu’s eyes were red, “What nonsense are you doing? Didn’t I say I would find a way to take you out.”

Bound like a dumpling (zongzi), Wen Chu stared blankly at Xiu’s red eyes.

“Are you crying?” He asked confusedly, “Why? It’s just dying in the illusion; I won’t really die.”

“I’ve lived past eighteen, your task is completed. Moreover, even if I don’t die, according to previous experience, avoiding important plot points I will also get hurt…”

Wen Chu couldn’t speak anymore.

Because Xiu bound his mouth directly with chains too.

Wen Chu could only blink those round blue eyes looking at Xiu.

Xiu pulled him in front, chest heaving violently, the redness at the corners of his eyes more obvious: “I don’t allow you to die, not even in an illusion.”

“Wen Chu, don’t you think asking me to watch helplessly as your heart is dug out, lungs excavated, skin peeled, and tendons pulled, letting you send me out of the illusion in this way, is a bit too cruel to me?”

Xiu’s fingers trembled uncontrollably, and the sword at his waist also emitted an angry hum, as if it would unsheathe and kill everyone present in the next moment.

Wen Chu was stunned.

He saw a tear sliding down from the corner of Xiu’s eye.

Xiu cried.