Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

"Oh my, is he asking me to hold him?" Fatty Mao Er was excited.

An Yiqing smiled as she handed the Little Bun to her. Fatty Mao Er carefully took him, hugging the Little Bun as she walked back and forth in the cave, grinning ear to ear.

Long Zixuan and the others craned their necks, wanting to hold him too, especially Old Jin, who had watched the Little Bun being born with his own eyes and personally taken care of him for three months. Naturally, the bond he had was deeper than anyone else’s. Now seeing the Little Bun only let Fatty Mao Er hold him and ignoring him, Old Jin felt a twinge of jealousy.

Sitting on the bedside, the flamboyant man had a face full of resentment. The Little Bun in Fatty Mao Er’s arms seemed to sense this powerful resentment and peeked out to look at Old Jin, giving him a toothy grin.

"Giggle, Jin... Jin..."

Everyone instantly fell silent, turning their attention to the little baby.

"Just now... Did I hear wrong?" Fatty Mao Er’s movements with the child stiffened.

Long Zixuan nodded, "I heard it too."

Xiao Hei also nodded, looking at the dumbfounded Old Jin.

Old Jin stared at the Little Bun, becoming excited. He took a few large steps to Fatty Mao Er’s side, took the Little Bun into his arms, and lifted him high, "You little rascal, are you calling me?"

"Jin... Jin... giggle..."

Old Jin burst into loud laughter. He turned to An Yiqing and said, "Master, did you hear that? This rascal can say my name now! Hahaha, what a good boy, taking care of you for three months was totally worth it!"

An Yiqing sat in the chair, watching the overjoyed Old Jin with a smile. When the baby was four months old, his first words were ’mama’, then he learned the word ’daddy’, and after that, he hadn’t spoken anything else. Turns out, he was waiting for Old Jin to return to say his name.

Old Jin paced back and forth in the cave with the Little Bun in his arms, unable to control his own all energies. Long Zixuan gave him a helpless look, "Crazy, crazy."

"Sister An, Old Jin’s gone crazy, let me talk." He looked at An Yiqing, "We’ve already mastered the High Priest’s cultivation technique, when should we try it out?"

An Yiqing thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "You all rest first, having been exhausted for so long, even if your bodies aren’t tired, your minds must be. We’ve waited over half a year already, there’s no rush for these next few days. Let’s adjust for a few days before trying."

Long Zixuan and the others thought this was a good idea too, six months outside meant over ten thousand years in the Ancient Space. They had been cultivating for so long, they were indeed a little tired. With the White Tiger Clan’s chef preparing a table full of delicious food, Long Zixuan and the others had a satisfying meal, then returned to their rooms to sleep deeply.

After everyone left, An Yiqing also got into bed with the Little Bun. She leaned against Gu Yelin’s shoulder, gazing at the snow-covered scene outside the cave. The longing for her family grew even stronger in her heart.

A few days later, everyone in the White Tiger Clan gathered around the altar, waiting for the much-anticipated event to unfold.

It’s been ten thousand years, they’ve been sealed here for ten thousand years! Could it be this time, they are really going to get out?

Old Jin, Long Zixuan, Fatty Mao Er, and Xiao Hei sat cross-legged around the altar, their palms pressed together, faces solemn. An Yiqing held the Little Bun while standing beside Gu Yelin, watching the four with nervous anticipation.

Just then, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in from all directions, and the sky gradually darkened. Long Zixuan and the others continuously formed hand gestures, while the Divine Beast Power flowed out from them without stopping.

Purple, gold, red, and dark colors, four different lights appeared from the palms of the four, converging at the center of the altar. The lights gradually merged into a giant ball of light.

Long Zixuan and the others’ faces grew pale, gusty winds roared, and dark clouds covered the overhead. The giant light ball emanated a terrifying aura, and the White Tiger Tribe Members retreated one after another, some with weaker power were even forced to their knees.

Suddenly, Long Zixuan and the four shouted in unison, as the giant light ball transformed into a beam of light, shooting towards the sky.

Boom——!

The light beam struck the Barrier with a deafening sound. Long Zixuan and the others’ bodies swayed slightly as they pushed again.

The Elders studied the sky above the Barrier with unwavering focus when suddenly their eyes shone with a capturing brilliance.

"It cracked! The Barrier cracked!" An Elder shouted with tears.

The White Tiger Tribe Members all looked up, seeing a definite crack in the transparent Barrier that was growing larger and larger.

An Yiqing looked up at the sky, squinting at the huge crack. Long Zixuan and the others were reaching their physical limits, and An Yiqing did not wish to let them harm their bodies to break this Barrier.