In the Eternal World today, with myriad realms merging and Heaven and Earth laws constantly evolving, even many powerful beings now chose to reincarnate into imperial bloodlines, hoping to be favored by destiny. Being born under the Emperor's lineage meant receiving the blessings of fortune and having an inherent edge over others.
The Great Yi Sacred Court, as the most prominent power in the Eternal World, had become the dream destination for many. Countless beings desired to be reborn into Great Yi—not even necessarily into the imperial clan; even ordinary households were considered valuable starting points.
Within the palace, the many imperial consorts—seeking the best future for their unborn children—did everything in their power to strengthen the life force and foundations of their fetuses. All manner of spiritual herbs and divine fruits beneficial to fetal growth were consumed without hesitation.
The legendary Medicine Sage, Sun Simiao, frequently visited the palace, prescribing nurturing elixirs to enhance their essence and blood. As a result, the gestation periods of palace pregnancies far exceeded the norm. The traditional ten-month term was now irrelevant in the imperial palace.
Of course, all of this occurred naturally and harmoniously.
Only when the fetus's life origin had been strengthened to its peak would labor commence on its own.
Consort Cao Jie had been pregnant for quite some time, but others like Ao You, Ao Qing, and Mo Xue had carried even longer. As members of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, their foundational strength was inherently extraordinary. In many cases, dragon pregnancies lasted centuries—though, in Great Yi's environment, it likely wouldn't take that long.
Still, none of them had shown signs of labor yet.
Their unborn children were not dragon eggs or qilin embryos but true human infants, absorbing nourishment from the womb just like any other baby. Backed by limitless resources, these fetuses would neither be born prematurely nor be delayed unnecessarily. Their delivery would come naturally, in due time.
Hence, it was impossible to accurately predict the exact moment of birth for the imperial children. It could happen at any time.
Today, Cao Jie's labor meant that her child's essence had reached its natural completion.
Yi Tianxing moved without hesitation—or more precisely, without walking at all. With a single thought, he arrived in Jingsi Palace.
The palace was bustling.
Maidens moved quickly, carrying towels, hot water, infant wrappings—everything needed. Inside, numerous consorts like Cai Yan had already gathered. The entire harem was stirred by the event. Over a hundred radiant women filled the palace—elegant, graceful, resplendent like a garden in full bloom. And all of them belonged to one man—Yi Tianxing.
Despite the numbers, there was little conflict among them.
This wasn't a mundane harem. Each consort had her own pursuits: cultivation, scholarship, artistry. The palace was a place of purpose. Unlike mundane concubines, they didn't spend their days scheming for favor—they had more important things to do.
"How is it inside?"Yi Tianxing asked quickly, noticing Cai Yan and the others had arrived earlier.
"Don't worry, husband,"Cai Yan said with a smile.
"With Sister Cao's cultivation and constitution, there's no danger. The palace has long been prepared. It won't be long now."
Indeed, the imperial palace had made ample preparations for such moments. With cultivator physiques and advanced techniques, childbirth had lost much of its ancient peril.
In ancient times, giving birth was a life-and-death ordeal for women. Many perished on the birthing bed. To be born safely was considered a great blessing.
"Good, that's good."Yi Tianxing nodded, though his heart still swelled with nervous anticipation.
Even after fathering several children, this feeling never faded. It was the continuation of his bloodline.
From within the palace, cries of pain echoed.
"Father, do you know if Aunt Cao is having a boy or a girl?
Will I have a new little brother or sister?"
The voice came from Yi Xianhuang, clad in a radiant rainbow-colored fairy dress, walking over cheerfully.
Yi Xianhuang had already grown into a stunning young woman, inheriting her mother's looks and exuding a phoenix-like divine aura. She was widely regarded as the number one divine maiden of Great Yi, admired by countless youths.
"How would I know?"Yi Tianxing chuckled, rubbing her head.
"In the womb, the fetus is shrouded in heavenly mist—even the Heavenly Eye cannot pierce it.
Besides, whether boy or girl, I treat you all the same.
Have I ever played favorites?"
"Mm, it doesn't matter anyway.
Either way, we're gaining a new sibling!"
Yi Ziyang added with a grin.
There was no conflict between them. In the Great Yi Sacred Court, founded by Yi Tianxing, there was no throne struggle. All were imperial blood—siblings by destiny, not rivals.
"Please, let both mother and child be safe.
Let everything go smoothly… no accidents, no misfortune…"
Yi Tianxing paced outside the door, murmuring his hopes under his breath.
"Look! What's happening in the sky?! Why is there sudden divine radiance?"
An astonished eunuch pointed upward.
From the sky above, brilliant light burst forth without warning.
It came from the Bohai Realm—a single beam of light rising and then shooting directly toward Jingsi Palace, disappearing inside.
"An anomaly from Bohai? What is that?"
Yi Tianxing frowned. This was not possession, nor divine reincarnation. If it were, the palace's protective formations would have reacted.
This was something more profound and subtle.
"Congratulations, Holy King!"said Jiang Ni, stepping forward with a congratulatory smile.
"That was a Heavenly Mandate Light—a beam of fate drawn from the Bohai Realm itself.
In the Eternal World, realms have their own destinies. When a new imperial dynasty is born, the sovereign inherits Heaven's Will.
That light just now—it entered Consort Cao's womb.
It's washing and purifying the unborn child, granting him celestial blessings.
His talent will be unmatched—an absolute prodigy.
He is now a child of destiny within Bohai."
Jiang Ni spoke with confidence.
Such Heavenly Mandate baptism only occurred once per thousand years in a realm. It signified a chosen one, the protagonist of their age.
Of course, within the Bohai Realm, he would be unmatched—but on the vast scale of the Eternal World, he would simply be one among many elite heaven's pride.
WAAAAHHH!
Just then, a loud newborn cry echoed from Jingsi Palace—clear and strong.
It was filled with the breath of life.
"Congratulations, Holy King! It's a prince!"
The midwife emerged, beaming.
"Congratulations, Holy King!"
All the maids and eunuchs bowed in unison.
"Wonderful! Come, let's go see him."
The consorts smiled joyfully, filled with anticipation.
Inside, Cao Jie had already risen, holding the newborn in her arms.
He did not have the wrinkled skin of a newborn. Instead, his body was smooth, radiant, enveloped in a layer of divine light.
On his chest, a shimmering glow pulsed—a mystical bone emanating spiritual light from beneath the skin.
"He has a Celestial Bone!"Yi Tianxing's eyes brightened.
"This can nurture a supreme divine ability—not inferior to any innate divine aperture.
As it matures, it will refine the body, forging a true Immortal Physique.
My love, you've truly given birth to a Qilin Child—a peerless prodigy."
Indeed, born with celestial baptism and divine bone—a fated genius.
"Husband, give him a name,"Cao Jie said softly, radiant with maternal joy.
"He was born under the Heavenly Mandate, and I see in his celestial bone a wisp of cloud mirage essence—
likely tied to his future divine ability.
Let his name be… Yi Boyun."
("Bo" for Bohai, "Yun" for cloud.)
"Yi Boyun—righteous as the clouds above, blessed by the Bohai's destiny."
Cao Jie repeated it with a smile.
"Thank you, my husband. He shall be Yi Boyun."
On the 21st of the Eighth Month, in the 50th year of the Eternal Calendar, Yi Boyun, eighth son of Yi Tianxing, was born—
Blessed by Heavenly Mandate, bearer of a Celestial Bone, and destined to be a peerless genius.
"He's so cute!
Can I hold him?"
Yi Xianhuang stepped forward, beaming.
Soon, the imperial children gathered, cooing over little Boyun.
"Reward all maids and attendants in Jingsi Palace!
Announce to all of Great Yi:
The birth of the Eighth Prince is a time of universal celebration!
Every citizen is to receive:
• 10 Eternal Coins• 1 jin of beast meat• 1 jin of spiritual rice."
Yi Tianxing smiled.
In moments like these, the entire nation should celebrate together.
His way was simple—generous rewards.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, another cry rang out from among the consorts.
"Zhaojun, what's wrong?"Cai Yan turned quickly toward the voice.
It was Wang Zhaojun, holding her stomach with a pained expression.
"Consort Zhaojun is experiencing contractions—she's going into labor!"
The experienced midwife immediately confirmed it.
"What?! Zhaojun too?"The women exclaimed in surprise—then burst into joy.
Yi Tianxing was briefly stunned.
"So eager to be born… are they racing each other now?"