Chapter 440: Chapter 429: Secret Medicine
The Cyan Lotus Demon King, with her graceful and enchanting demeanor, though a person of elegance, exuded a seductive charm. She seemed like a woman in her twenties whose allure could capture a man’s soul, something young Tu Yingying, who was just beginning to experience the nuances of love, couldn’t possibly rival.
The Cyan Lotus Demon King, possessing a void spirit, brewed a cup of tea with her nimble fingers in a natural, flowing motion, releasing an alluring aroma that brought a rosy tint to her cheeks even before tasting it.
"The tea my son-in-law brought me must be a precious old tea from the Evolution Realm that even few True Immortals can taste. Yet, I’ve managed to come across it."
Wang Xuan’s gesture had tickled her fancy, making her wish that this son-in-law would send a few more types of Otherworld tea leaves. If he could gift a few seeds, she’d have no issue gifting him her daughter.
She took a gentle sip, the tea fragrance resonating from her tongue to her throat, bringing such enjoyment that left her dazed, her body flushed and feverish. Her body tensed several times before quivering, and finally, with a face filled with satisfaction, she opened her dazed eyes, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Tu Yingying almost covered her eyes, feeling so ashamed by the scene. Was it really necessary to be so satisfied from simply tasting tea?
"Had I known earlier, I wouldn’t have let Wang Xuan prepare tea as a gift for you. If Father finds out, he might resent me."
Tu Yingying only learned this little secret of her mother’s after her own transformation, estimating her father realized even later.
Holding a cup of light purple Immortal Wine in both hands, she drank in small sips, secretly observing her mother.
In the past, such responses happened rarely, maybe once every few years, when her mother encountered a good tea or brewed one under the perfect conditions, resulting in a reaction that satisfied her immensely.
In her mother’s words: To understand the way in the morning, one can die content in the evening.
Though she speculated that her mother’s special constitution was the reason behind such enjoyment and her obsession with tea.
So her mother didn’t bother with managing how many women the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint had, visiting her a few times in a decade.
It’s likely the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint was disheartened, despite being so handsome, with a bedroom performance satisfactory to himself. Yet upon witnessing his woman’s enlightened expression from tea tasting, he felt utterly inadequate.
Having tasted sugarcane, tasting a date again made the sweetness barely noticeable. The Celestial Illusion Fox Saint felt betrayed by tea, struggling internally with quite the distress.
A bit tipsy after three cups of wine, Tu Yingying felt light and airy, lifting her mother and gently laying her on the bed, covering her with a good blanket.
Every year, after getting intoxicated from tea, her mother could sleep peacefully for several months, having told her before that in dreams, she would transform into a tea tree, standing still for thousands of years, devoid of joy or sadness, pride or impatience, as if she were the tea tree itself.
If she wished, her mother could sleep comfortably for months, even years, which was the most relaxing vacation for her and her favorite indulgence.
The Cyan Lotus Demon King, still dazed, hugged Tu Yingying as a pillow, looking at her daughter with drunken eyes, mumbling nonsense.
"Ah, my daughter is so beautiful and kind-hearted, destined to enjoy a blessed life.
Though you didn’t inherit my constitution, it could be a blessing or a curse. But I, a Tea Immortal, somehow raised you into a little wine bug?"
The Cyan Lotus Demon King giggled, playfully tickling Tu Yingying. She always loved seeking out fine teas, tasting and seeking enlightenment being her life’s greatest pleasure.
Though it affected her marital life somewhat, with many of the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint’s women, she shared little. Immersing in the way of tea was her great joy and cultivation practice, adding flavor to her life.
"I’m not a wine bug at all; I just drink a few cups occasionally, not much." Tu Yingying rebutted.
While her mother obsessed over tea, she preferred wine, getting tipsy after three cups, allowing for a good sleep afterward.
Although this bedtime habit led her to collect quite a bit of fine wine, savored three flavors among them, cultivating a hobby to spend her free time.
"Oh, is that so? How much of the wine Mother gave you yesterday is left? That was several dozen catties worth."
The Cyan Lotus Demon King pointed at an empty wine jar in the corner, a prized wine she acquired, cellared for over ten thousand years, a gain from Earth Civilization via the Wizard Realm.
The wine jar was indeed empty, with Tu Yingying falsely arguing, "Last night, I was a bit timid and drank to boost my courage. Wang Xuan was equally timid; we spent half an hour drinking."
"Enjoy a little wine if you like, you’re without my constitution, can’t get drunk. A couple of sips to relieve longing is harmless.
But, oh, soon enough you’ll be a mother, very soon.
Having a child will secure your husband’s heart and your position firmly.
With children, you’ll soon have responsibilities, ensuring their peaceful upbringing and cultivation, leaving no room for boredom."
The Cyan Lotus Demon King randomly groped Tu Yingying in her arms, furrowing her brow: "If a child is born, I’m afraid you won’t have enough milk."
Tu Yingying retorted in embarrassment: "There’s no talk about having children, plus I won’t let them go hungry, I have sufficient assets."
"What do you know?" The Cyan Lotus Demon King pinched her daughter’s cheek, "The clan’s secret medicine, taken after intimacy, ensures conception nine times out of ten, often resulting in multiple babies.
With such assets your two hands could grasp, a child might go hungry, you better not involve me in nursing as well."
"What secret medicine?" Tu Yingying asked, puzzled.
"Ancestor’s leftover secret medicine that births multiple children at a time. The clan had plenty, and I fetched them all yesterday." The Cyan Lotus Demon King chuckled secretly, keeping Tu Yingying in the dark.
Blushing with a feverish face, like a monkey’s bottom, Tu Yingying buried her head under the covers: "Mother, how could you?"
If it were true, then with every encounter last night, the odds of her conceiving were 99%.
The thought of having children left her dazed.
When Wang Xuan finds out, he’ll probably be shocked too. But the greater emotion will be joy; no father dislikes his own children.
"The Blue Moon Race’s old one encouraged Mother, and I found the idea agreeable, so I did it." The Cyan Lotus Demon King laughed.
Through years of cultivation, she reached the peak of Celestial Tier, while her daughter, at her age, already became an Upper-Rank Demon King, on the same level as her.
After last night’s sleep, her daughter’s cultivation level jumped three small tiers, standing directly at the peak of Celestial Tier, much to her mother’s contentment.
Adding Wang Xuan’s mention of the Insect Race army, they arrived today, with dozens of Celestial-tier Demon Insects stationed, a considerable display, boosting their family’s prestige.
Moreover, with Wang Xuan’s personal Immortal Sword, the Half-Step Immortal potential of its Sword Embryo, it strongly substantiates her daughter’s status.
With such a powerful and potential-filled son-in-law, her daughter’s life should settle well, and with children later on, she won’t need to worry much herself.
"Go to sleep; we’ll sleep together, and when we wake up, it’ll be months later." Cyan Lotus wanted to show her daughter the realm of her dreams.
Tu Yingying nodded, then thought of something, and said quickly: "Oh, in a few days it’s Wang Xuan’s wedding with that tigress, Mother, should I go?"
"Go? To be shamed? Absolutely not, but staying silent is also not wise, you need to send a substantial gift to mark your presence.
Mother has already prepared such a gift for you, so rest easy and sleep with me. When you wake, you might be a mother too."
The mother and daughter whispered, occasionally bursting into giggles, their voices gradually fading as they drifted to sleep.
(Thanks to "Sun-Chasing Taoist" for the ten-thousand currency reward, and thanks to "July Blossoms 123" for the six-thousand currency gift. I apologize for my slow response, so here’s a belated gratitude. Truly, everyone should consume wisely, earning isn’t easy.)
