Despite hardship, joy again blessed the Leng household.
When Yuexin told Tian, voice soft, that another child grew within her, he froze. Then, slowly, his lips trembled into smile, tears spilling freely down his scarred cheeks.
Another heir. Another root of Leng Clan.
He whispered fiercely, holding her hands: "This frost will not die. My roots… already spread too deep for heaven to tear."
Birth of Third Heir
Months later, under fierce blizzard, cries of labor filled their hut again. Villagers stood guard outside, disciples invoking Frost Veils to buffer storm winds.
At dawn, Yuexin screamed one final time, collapsing back exhausted. And the first cry of a new life pierced winter's silence.
"It's a girl," midwives sobbed joyfully.
Wrapped in warm pelts, the child blinked with startlingly clear eyes, faint frost mist puffing from lips. Even newborn, her frost affinity was evident—soul power already stirring faintly.
Tian cradled her fragile body, chest trembling. He whispered, nearly choking:
"Leng Yu. Jade of Frost. My daughter, you will carry what I could not."
Outside, disciples cheered. The patriarch had three children now, descendants proving stronger each generation.
And unseen by mortals, the Eternal Tome flared brilliant lines:
Third heir birthed. Bloodline continuity: Firm. Frost Affinity: Stronger mutation confirmed.
Heritage: Expanding.
Tian stared into baby's eyes, a faint laugh breaking through his tears. Weak he might be, body failing, but his clan? His clan was blazing into future.
🔥 End of Chapter 38