Chapter Five Hundred Fifteen: Nian Nian’s Gift
All day long, the gift-givers just kept coming.
The things they brought were bizarre and various, with many being valuable and quite a few downright funny.
Take Si Jingzhu for example. She had poured all her savings into the new pond of “Original Immortal,” and finding herself broke, she ended up sobbing as she hacked off her own arm, carrying it over.
“This is a fine immortal medicine arm, just a little something for the baby as a health supplement—”
“Get lost! Don’t show up in front of Little Ying You with something so terrifying, you’ll scare the child!!”
Hua Jianglian looked heartbroken as she gifted her most cherished figurine to the baby.
“Little Ying You, this is your mama’s favorite figurine, you must hug it from a young age and look at it every day, grow up and ship this CP with mama—”
“What nonsense are you teaching? Don’t preach to the child!!”
Long Huan was a bit more normal. On Long Xiao’s orders, she represented the Demon Clan, offering a pile of spirit stones and rare treasures, even arranging for the Snake Demon leader, Zhen Fu, to concoct a full set of nutritional potions for babies from birth to one year, ensuring the baby would grow up strong.
Shi Qingyan and Meng Qiyan had spent their bonuses from working at the Heavenly Punishment Department for the past few days buying a mountain of toys for the baby.
The Tang family had planned to use Tang Yubbing to send some big gifts to get on Sang Zhe’s good side, but they were turned down by Tang Yubbing.
“Little Ying You, dear.”
“This is a meticulously prepared study plan and materials from Mama Tang for you.”
“Astronomy, geography, history, politics, ethics… I’ve prepared all your assignments from three to eighteen years old~”
“Little Ying You must grow up to be a reliable and mature adult, not childish like your father and those other mothers.”
Although Tang Yubbing said these words with a smile, Sang Zhe felt pity for Little Ying You, staring at the mountain of assignments.
Next, Master Hongyi from Ksitigarbha Temple came to gift prayer beads, and the Holy Kingdom’s Young Master Cao and Xiang Zimo announced they were bringing a fully-funded “Original Immortal” account, while the Fierce Tiger Sect sent gym equipment and body training methods…
Sang Zhe hadn’t even gotten his bearings when it was already dark outside.
By the time the lanterns were lit, guests began to enjoy the banquet, and Sang Zhe finally had a moment to return to his room to check on his wife and child.
On the bed, Zhang Xiaoying still looked somewhat weak.
Her pale face resembled a fragile white dove, but her gaze was fixed on Yu Xia beside her.
Yu Xia, on the other hand, cradled the baby in her arms, beaming with joy and unwilling to set her down.
“Aunt Yu, let me hold her for a bit.”
“Sir, please be careful, the lady just fell asleep.”
Sang Zhe immediately seized the opportunity, carefully taking the swaddled baby.
Whether it was due to the bizarre spiritual vortex at birth, the baby Little Ying You appeared noticeably larger than an average newborn, already the size of a one-month-old.
That chubby little face, full of baby fat, looked irresistibly cute, tightly squinting her eyes and pouting her lips, sleeping peacefully.
“The lady is truly beautiful, taking after both her mother and father.”
Yu Xia softly added, “I have nothing of value, only this jade pendant I wore at the Water Moon Sect, I’ve strung it to give it to the lady for blessings.”
Seeing the jade pendant around Little Ying You’s neck, Sang Zhe chuckled, “Thank you, Aunt Yu.”
“You’re too kind, sir.”
After handing Little Ying You back to Yu Xia, Sang Zhe leaned over and affectionately stroked Zhang Xiaoying’s hair.
“Xiaoying, feeling better?”
“Don’t you worry, husband. I’m not so delicate.”
Zhang Xiaoying forced a pale smile and softly said, “You’ve been healing and revitalizing me since last night, you’re the one who’s worked hard.”
Sang Zhe shook his head.
Just transmitting spiritual energy to nourish her could hardly be called tiring.
But it was his first realization of how damaging childbirth could be for a cultivator.
After Little Ying You’s arrival last night, Sang Zhe immediately went into mask mode, using Original Immortal to treat Zhang Xiaoying.
However, just examining her internal condition overwhelmed him.
…It was almost like she had been completely drained.
The spiritual energy in her meridians and dantian was entirely depleted; her body seemed like it had given up all nutrients to the baby, revealing her weakness and fatigue.
Zhang Xiaoying’s body felt as fragile as tissue paper; Sang Zhe didn’t dare exert too much spiritual energy, fearing that even a slight push might tear it apart.
“Close your eyes and rest for a bit, I’ll nourish your meridians again.”
Seeing Sang Zhe gently holding her hand to transmit spiritual energy again, Zhang Xiaoying felt pain, “Let’s skip it today, husband, you haven’t slept since last night.”
“Not sleeping for a few days won’t kill anybody. I’ve got Li Shanyan working nine hours a day without giving him sleep, and he’s still doing fine!”
Sang Zhe’s teasing made Zhang Xiaoying chuckle, her complexion brightening a bit.
“Don’t bully the old man too much.”
“Old? This is a brand new body fresh off the assembly line; it can be worked hard for many years starting from childhood.”
“Husband, you really…”
After chatting with Xiaoying for a while, Zhang Xiaoying finally dozed off again under Sang Zhe’s care.
Noticing he was close to reaching her limits in terms of transmissible energy, Sang Zhe stopped, turned, and reminded Yu Xia to take good care of her, before stretching and stepping out of the room.
Just as he stepped out, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.
“Congratulations, Host!”
“What?” Sang Zhe turned around to see Nian Nian, now materialized, sporting a crisp JK pleated skirt and playfully standing with her hands behind her back.
“You’re here to give the baby a gift too?”
“I’ve practically seen you and Xiaoying through thick and thin—how could I not have some feelings?”
Nian Nian pushed up her glasses with bravado, “You’re the baby’s dad, that makes me like 0.5 of a dad!”
“…Can we use a less weird way of saying that?”
“Here.” Nian Nian skipped over to Sang Zhe, extending her palm, “This is a good thing.”
Sang Zhe’s eyelid twitched as he looked at what was in her hand.
“Are you… cursing my daughter with nearsightedness?”
“Stop associating glasses with nearsightedness, will you?”
Nian Nian shot a disgruntled glare at Sang Zhe, “This system’s glasses are plano, just for looking good!”
“Plus… it’s not even a real pair of glasses.”
With a light wave of her hand, the glasses flew through the wall as if they were weightless, landing in Yu Xia’s arms before disappearing into Little Ying You.
“What did you just do?” Sang Zhe asked curiously.
“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t harm the baby.”
Nian Nian placed her hands on her hips proudly, “This is an extraordinary gift; others wish they could have it and can’t!”
“I can’t tell you yet, but when Little Ying You grows up, you’ll understand!”
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