No one knew how much time had passed before the boy slowly regained a bit of consciousness.
All around him was pitch black—he couldn’t even see his own hand in front of his face.
I’m not dead? That was the first thought that came to him as he started to come to.
Then he realized his whole body felt like it was submerged in water.
“Huh? What’s going on?” He reached out with both hands, fumbling around blindly, trying to figure out where he was.
But before he could fully extend his arms, his fingertips brushed against something soft.
“???” Without thinking, he pressed a little harder against that softness.
But before he could even process what he was touching, a pained cry rang out.
“Ow!” a young woman cried out.
“Yue Xin, what’s wrong?” A concerned and authoritative voice immediately asked from nearby.
It was a man’s voice—deep and commanding.
The man had a square face, thick eyebrows, and eyes so intense that one glance was enough to make people avert their gaze.
His eyes carried the weight of history.
A tall nose, tightly pressed lips, and faint wrinkles on his face—barely noticeable unless you looked closely.
He wore a suit that radiated the aura of someone in power.
Just his presence alone was enough to make people feel pressured.
The young woman sighed.
“This kid… not even born yet and already bullying his mother.
Looks like he’s going to be a handful.”
“Should I call the doctor?” the authoritative voice asked again.
“No need.
This little guy’s probably just eager to come out.
It’s nothing,” the young woman said reassuringly.
“Alright then.
But if anything unusual happens, you have to tell me right away.
I don’t want anything happening to you, got it?” The man’s tone was gentle at first, but the last sentence carried an unmistakable firmness.
The young woman stuck out her tongue and replied in a half-playful, half-pouting tone, “Got it.” She knew her husband’s personality all too well—once he made up his mind, no one could change it.
No matter how reasonable the argument, even if the sky fell, he wouldn’t budge.
That man was her husband—Bai Mo.
Bai Mo was the leader of the Luo Nation’s Magic Combat Unit.
He had made countless contributions on the battlefield.
Later, tired of the endless killing, he retired and returned home.
Upon his departure, the king of Luo Nation granted him a hereditary duke title.
After that, he built a villa on the outskirts of Luo Nation, near the border of the Divine Beast Forest, and lived there with his wife—the young woman.
As for her, she was a princess of the Yue Nation.
During a training expedition, she was ambushed by traitors in the Divine Beast Forest.
Bai Mo happened to save her and escorted her back to Yue Nation.
Through everything they went through together, she gradually fell in love with him.
Later, she asked her father—the king of Yue Nation—to marry her to Bai Mo.
The king, being a wise man, knew exactly what kind of person Bai Mo was and what glorious achievements he had.
Marrying his daughter to someone like Bai Mo would not only ensure her happiness but also strengthen the alliance between the two nations.
It was a win-win.
Listening to the conversation outside, the boy was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on? In his past life, he had slaughtered countless demon beasts and wiped out hordes of dark mages.
Whether in process or result, he was a butcher with blood-stained hands.
Though in the end, he died in the arms of a woman because of his sister.
If people who knew his identity found out how he died, they’d laugh their asses off.
But that wasn’t the point.
The real question was—what the hell is happening now?
He forced his eyes open and saw only darkness.
It felt like he was floating in water.
The space wasn’t big, but enough for him to turn around.
Something was attached to his belly button, like it was part of him.
“I’ve become a fetus?” As someone who was once the most powerful human weapon, he immediately understood what was going on—but he couldn’t bring himself to believe it.
Seriously, is this even possible? In his past life, he’d heard of “reincarnation” during cultivation, but his only response to that was: “mdzz.” But now, faced with reality, he couldn’t help but think—maybe this is just a dream?
“A dream? Yeah, that’s it.
Just a dream.” He tried to comfort himself.
He was even about to slap himself awake, but before he could do anything, he suddenly felt a surge of energy from his belly button.
He froze for a moment.
Then, as he focused on that energy, he was overwhelmed with joy.
“To gain Yuan Qi, one must first master fetal breathing.” Even though he had already reached the peak of human cultivation, it was only now that he truly understood the meaning of that phrase.
From the umbilical cord, a faint stream of white energy flowed into him from who knows where.
It was something he had never seen before, but the moment he laid eyes on it, he knew—it was the legendary “Yuan Qi.” Yuan Qi was the most primal energy of the world, something that could only be obtained in the womb and was impossible to find in the outside world.
With this Yuan Qi, all the gloom in his heart vanished.
He threw himself completely into cultivation.
In his previous world, Yuan Qi was as rare and valuable as divine treasures.
When absorbing such treasures, cultivators had to be extremely cautious—one wrong move and the energy could explode their bodies.
Only those with special physiques or who specialized in body cultivation could handle it safely.
But Yuan Qi didn’t carry that risk.
Once absorbed, it didn’t take effect immediately.
Instead, it dispersed throughout the body and was only gradually absorbed during cultivation.
And the energy it provided could massively boost a cultivator’s level.
It was all benefit, no downside.
That’s why, back then, many cultivators attacked pregnant women just to steal their Yuan Qi.
He was the one who slaughtered those cultivators who had fallen into darkness for the sake of Yuan Qi, putting an end to that chaos.
