In the warm, fluid embrace of Bibi Dong's womb, Yoriichi's soul stirred, his consciousness flickering like a flame in the dark. The sensation was unlike anything from his past life as a Demon Slayer—soft, nurturing, yet charged with a strange energy that pulsed beyond the confines of this sanctuary. His tiny form, not yet born, felt the warmth of his mother's presence, a beacon of fierce love anchoring him to this new world.
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Yoriichi: This warmth... it's different from the sun's heat, yet it feels like home. Mother's strength surrounds me, her soul a radiant force. Beyond her, I sense a power—soul power, they call it here. It flows like rivers, vibrant, alive. Could this energy hone my blade, my Sun Breathing? I'm but a child now, my thoughts heavy, my mind slipping to sleep. But this power... it will make me stronger, I know it.
Beside him, Qian Rexune's nascent soul shimmered, her angelic essence brushing against his. Through their twin bond, she sensed the same soul power, a faint spark of joy igniting within her baby consciousness. Brother feels it too, her soul seemed to hum, a wordless happiness blooming. Unlike Yoriichi, whose reincarnated mind held fragments of a warrior's life, Rexune's thoughts were simple, instinctive. Content, she drifted into sleep, her light pulsing gently in rhythm with his.
Yoriichi tried to focus, to grasp more of this world's energy, but his infant form weighed on him. "I must... grow stronger," he thought, his resolve fading as sleep claimed him. The soul power outside—vibrant, potent—lingered in his fading awareness, a promise of battles to come.
Unaware of her twins' stirrings, Bibi Dong trained relentlessly in her chambers, her fused martial souls—Soul Devouring Spider Emperor and Death Spider Emperor—pushing her power beyond her future self's limits. She wove her concealment technique, masking her soul level, preparing for the day she'd strike Qian Xunji. "My children will be my strength," she whispered, unaware of the twins' silent communion within her.
The day of birth arrived, a moment Bibi Dong had awaited with equal parts dread and joy. Pain tore through her, sharp and unrelenting, as labor began. She cried out, gripping the bed's edge in her decorated room, her vision blurring. Two maids rushed in—a head maid, calm and authoritative, and a junior maid, wide-eyed with urgency. "Call the Pope!" the head maid ordered, her voice steady. The junior maid nodded, sprinting from the room to alert Qian Xunji.
The junior maid reached the grand hall, breathless. "Your Holiness, it's time! Bibi Dong is in labor!" she gasped. Qian Xunji's eyes narrowed, his angelic robes rustling as he rose. "Summon the healers," he commanded coldly. Within moments, three high-level healing masters arrived: two women, soul levels 79 and 76, their auras soothing yet strained, and a man, level 84, his presence commanding. They hurried to Bibi Dong's room, where her cries echoed.
The junior maid returned, assisting the head maid with hot water, towels, and sanitary items. Bibi Dong's screams intensified, her pain raw despite her immense soul power. "Even we, spirit masters, feel this agony," the level 79 healer murmured, her hands glowing with healing energy as she worked to ease Bibi Dong's suffering. The level 76 healer nodded, focusing on stabilizing Bibi Dong's vitals, while the male healer stood ready, his soul power scanning for complications.
Suddenly, the space around the room trembled, a ripple of divine energy washing over Spirit Hall. Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worshipper and ruler of the Martial Soul Temple, appeared silently, his golden robes shimmering. Beside him stood Golden Crocodile Douluo, his aura fierce yet restrained. Daoliu's face was a mask of complex emotions—pride for the heir, sorrow for the tension he sensed. He caught Bibi Dong's gaze, her eyes blazing with hatred despite her pain. She despises my son, he thought, sighing inwardly. Her expression told him she was trapped, bound by fate and fury.
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Bibi Dong: This pain is nothing compared to my resolve. My twins, my Yoriichi, my Rexune—you'll be born into my love, not his shadow. I hate him, that monster Xunji, but I'll endure for you. Your strength will be my empire's foundation.
Yoriichi: Her pain reaches me, yet her love is stronger. I feel Rexune beside me, our bond unyielding. As sleep fades, I sense the soul power around us—vibrant, waiting. I'll wield it, protect them, as Yoriichi reborn.
Daoliu's gaze softened, sensing the weight of Bibi Dong's emotions. Through a telepathic link, he commanded Qian Xunji, "Do not trouble her now, or you'll regret it." His voice carried the weight of a Limit Douluo's authority. Xunji nodded, his face impassive, but inwardly he smirked. She's under my control, my disciple. She can do nothing to me, he thought, oblivious to the storm brewing in Bibi Dong's heart.
The cries continued, echoing through the room as Bibi Dong pushed through the pain, her twins ready to emerge. The healers worked tirelessly, their soul power stabilizing her. The head maid whispered encouragements, while the junior maid hovered, ensuring every need was met. Outside, Spirit Hall held its breath, the future of its legacy hanging in the balance.
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