In a daze.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes.

"Where is this place?"

That was the first thought Lin Yuan had.

"I'm not born yet?"

That was the second thought.

Indeed, at this moment, Lin Yuan was still in the womb.

Warm fluid flowed all around him.

"Why do these transfers make me end up younger?"

Lin Yuan felt a bit of a toothache, though he didn't have teeth yet.

The first time he traveled, he was a three-year-old novice monk.

The second time, he had just been born.

And now, on his third journey, he was directly in the womb.

Even though Lin Yuan knew the traversing through the Gate of Myriad Realms was utterly random, he couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.

"But this isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Quickly adapting to his current situation, Lin Yuan began thinking.

Before the journey, Lin Yuan had researched the physical body of Loulan He from the Thunder Rain Starfield.

As the offspring of an important figure in the Thunder Rain Starfield, Loulan He's physical form was built from some extraordinarily rare and special lifeform deep in the starry skies.

Using parental genes as a medium, the core genes of this special lifeform were mixed in.

The resulting body, whether in terms of potential or other aspects, far surpassed that of a normal human.

Even if Loulan He never cultivated, his body could naturally grow to a second-tier strength.

In the Main World, over six months, besides pondering the further paths of Martial Evolution, Lin Yuan spent his energy entirely on understanding this body's mysteries.

With his heaven-defying comprehension, Lin Yuan had already developed a complete body transformation method.

This method could gradually transform the physical body, improving the very essence of life.

As for the efficiency of transforming life essence, naturally, the younger, the better.

In the Main World, Lin Yuan's body was already fully matured, so practicing this method was slow; it took half a year to cover just one-tenth of the transformation.

Yet now, Lin Yuan wasn't born, and his body was in a pristine state, making it the perfect time to cultivate this transformation method.

In truth, Lin Yuan had specifically dedicated part of his energy to understanding this body transformation technique to prevent a situation like last time—entering an extreme predicament right after birth with no power to resist.

Utilizing this method, Lin Yuan would at least gain some ability to defend himself in advance.

"No need to rush the body transformation yet.”

“First, let's see how my parents’ status and background are in this life."

Body transformation requires energy.

And since Lin Yuan wasn't born yet, he couldn't become a source of energy.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Yuan began the transformation, he would instinctively absorb energy from the mother’s body.

In practical terms, it meant the mother of this body would have a greatly increased appetite, needing lots of nourishing foods.

If born to a poor family, this could make the situation much harder.

In that case, Lin Yuan would have to wait until after birth to take action.

Comparing body transformation to avoiding "premature death," Lin Yuan preferred not to take unnecessary risks in the womb.

The transformation technique could be practiced after birth, absorbing Yin and Yang energies from the world.

Within a few hours, progress could be seen.

There was no need to risk the womb.

Time passed by quickly.

Almost half a month went by.

"It seems like this is going to be a good birth."

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

During this time, he vaguely sensed there were dozens of servants just attending to his mother.

No ordinary family would have such privileges.

Moreover, he could feel that his mother consumed expensive supplements daily.

This was evident from the energy transmitted through the umbilical cord.

"This time in the transfer, my identity seems to be that of a royal prince, with the father being the reigning emperor and the mother a noble consort. Even the maternal grandfather is a prominent minister."

Lin Yuan thought quietly to himself.

Over the half-month period, Lin Yuan often heard conversations from the ‘outside.’

These conversations never imagined Lin Yuan could ‘eavesdrop,’ so they revealed many secrets.

At first, Lin Yuan didn't understand this world's language.

But listening repeatedly, it naturally became clear.

This was his heaven-defying comprehension.

While others might need to hear a sound hundreds or thousands of times to remember and barely comprehend it, Lin Yuan only needed to listen once to get a general idea.

By combining the tone of the words and the reactions of others when speaking, he would understand the meanings.

Listening to more words allowed him to grasp the full picture.

Learning a language was that simple for him.

Inside the Hundred Flowers Hall.

A palace maid hurried in.

"Consort, your servant inquired with the imperial physician."

"This time, you are surely carrying a prince."

The maid spoke with excitement, glancing around cautiously, afraid others might overhear.

"En."

Wang Shangfeng didn't seem too concerned.

"Whether it’s a son or daughter, they're the children of His Majesty and me. I'll be content."

Wang Shangfeng spoke gently.

"Aiya, Consort, you don't understand."

The maid was anxious, "Currently, the emperor has no sons, and if you give birth to a prince, in the future..."

"Some things are not for you to speak."

Even before the maid could finish, Wang Shangfeng's expression turned cold, calmly staring at her.

“Yes, yes…”

The maid turned pale, trembling as she knelt down.

"It seems my mother in this life..."

In the womb, Lin Yuan quietly listened to the outside world.

He held a high opinion of his mother.

At least she knew the importance of patience and discretion.

"No, inside this deep palace, open blades are easy to dodge, hidden arrows less so."

"I still need to quickly transform my body."

A sense of urgency surged in Lin Yuan's heart.

Upon realizing he was in an imperial palace, the urgency continuously hovered over him.

Especially after finding out the current emperor had no sons, the sense of urgency intensified.

Even the maid knew Wang Shangfeng was likely pregnant with a prince.

Wouldn't the other consorts be aware?

Particularly the empress of the time, with any different thoughts, Lin Yuan would be in danger.

Of course, Lin Yuan would adjust the level of his body transformation based on Wang Shangfeng's response.

He wouldn't absorb energy without limits and would use the warm energy from the transformation to nurture her body in return.

As Lin Yuan began transforming his body, Wang Shangfeng suddenly felt a wave of hunger as if she hadn't eaten in three days and nights.

Luckily, she was in the royal palace, and her family's background meant she didn't lack any nourishing foods, so there weren't any problems.

Eight months later.

Wang Shangfeng gently touched her belly.

"You little rascal, you've eaten so many of my supplements…" Wang Shangfeng sighed.

If one word could summarize the past six months, it would be eating.

Ordinary people only take in a ginseng whisker from a century-old ginseng.

Wang Shangfeng consumed half of it in a bite.

Various spiritual medicines from remote mountains had practically never stopped being consumed by her.

If not for her family's support in covering the large expenses secretly, this would have alarmed the entire palace long ago.

After all, being able to eat is one thing, but eating so much is odd.

Even so, there were rumors in the palace about Wang Shangfeng’s appetite.

Even the emperor heard of it but did not inquire further.

Before entering the palace, Wang Shangfeng was already a capable cultivator.

Eating more during pregnancy wasn’t a big deal, right?

Had the emperor known the true scale of her appetite, he would think differently.

"It won’t be long now."

"Soon, my tough days will end."

Wang Shangfeng faintly felt her child moving in her belly, occasionally kicking her.

Judging by the time, the delivery date was near.

Great Yan Dynasty.

Inside the Imperial Palace, in the Heavenly Conquest Hall.

The emperor of this generation, Liu Shi, was at his desk dealing with official matters.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, the Noble Consort has given birth, the Noble Consort has given birth!"

A young eunuch rushed over, respectfully announcing.

"Oh?"

"Another daughter, right?"

Emperor Liu Shi didn’t even lift his eyelids, casually asking.

Since Liu Shi's ascension, he had favored many consorts but had never fathered a child.

To be precise, he had never fathered a prince.

As for princesses, he had plenty, but with no prince, who would take the throne after him?

Would he have to adopt from another royal family?

Liu Shi was unwilling to do so; having fought hard for the throne, he wanted his son to inherit it.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, all his offspring turned out to be princesses.

Counting them, in the past twenty years, Liu Shi had already titled over sixty princesses.

Ruling for over twenty years without a single prince, rumors flew wildly within and beyond the court.

If not for Liu Shi's ruthless methods, his position would be unstable by now.

"Is this my ancestors' punishment?"

Liu Shi, his gaze somewhat lost, recalled the past.

To claim the throne, he had slain his brothers one by one.

After ascending, he confined his royal uncles to reclaim the power, leading them to their deaths.

As Liu Shi's thoughts scattered, the young eunuch spoke again, his voice trembling, "Your Majesty, it's a prince, the Noble Consort has given birth to a prince."

"I know… Wait."

Emperor Liu Shi initially waved him off but then suddenly halted.

"Say that again?"

His gaze sharply focused on the young eunuch, "What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, the Noble Consort has given birth to a prince…" The eunuch, fearful of angering the emperor, quickly responded.

"Prince."

Liu Shi felt ripples in his heart.

He had indeed heard the imperial physicians say Wang Shangfeng was likely carrying a son.

But he'd heard such sayables many times before, with more than half of his daughters hearing the same.

Unexpectedly, it was true this time.

"Your Majesty."

The eunuch didn’t hear a response for a moment, dared to glance up, and found the emperor had already left his desk.

Outside Hundred Flowers Hall.

The Hall was the Noble Consort’s palace.

At this moment, the Great Yan Emperor Liu Shi stood outside.

"I have a son?"

Liu Shi didn’t enter immediately; instead, he was hesitant.

"Your Majesty, this is the prince."

At that moment, a plump imperial physician emerged, cradling a newborn, stopping before Liu Shi.

"Your Majesty, this child possesses innate strength and a powerful constitution— a brilliant talent unseen since the founding of our Great Yan."

The physician, visibly excited, trembled with the child in his arms.

"A brilliant talent?"

"My son is a brilliant talent?"

For a moment, Emperor Liu Shi was at a loss.

The birth of a son from Wang Shangfeng brought unexpected joy.

Yet to think this son was a brilliant talent?

A glance at the physician revealed genuine excitement, not mere flattery, and Liu Shi began to believe it.

Contemplating, Emperor Liu Shi gazed at the infant—Lin Yuan—his hands shook slightly.

But finally, Liu Shi gently accepted Lin Yuan, holding him with care.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on the birth of the Prince!"

Inside and outside the Hundred Flowers Hall, eunuchs and maids all knelt, shouting in unison.

"I have a son?"

"I, Liu Shi, finally have a son!"

"And he’s a brilliant talent?!!!"

Emperor Liu Shi laughed heartily, cautiously lifting Lin Yuan high as if raising the entire Great Yan dynasty.

(The chapter ends here)