Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Yu Linglong's fetus was in an abnormal position, and it was difficult to give birth. Zama and Danzhu could hardly help. The three midwives who delivered the baby were said to have the highest success rate among the Miao people, with a mortality rate of only 20%.

In other words, eight out of ten pregnant women who were in labor handled by these three midwives survived, and only two died.

In the relatively simple medical conditions in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, an 80% success rate is already very rare.

In Yu Linglong's wooden building, there was a lot of chaos. Zama and Danzhu were boiling water, one midwife was helping Yu Linglong to breathe, one was pushing her to the right position, and the other midwife was responsible for delivering the baby with blood on her hands.

At this moment, Yu Linglong already looked a little weak, with sweat all over her pale cheeks. Her hands were tightly grasping the quilt, and it was obvious that she was gritting her teeth to persist.

If she had known that giving birth would be so painful, she would have eaten a saffron to abort the baby.

Yu Linglong felt very aggrieved. If Li Qingfeng was by her side now, she would feel better. However, Li Qingfeng only had a face that could turn people upside down, but his shoulders could not bear the burden, so Yu Linglong wanted to die.

Time passed by little by little, the sun had completely set on the other side of the mountain, and Yu Linglong's shouting gradually weakened. Zama walked down quickly with a basin of blood and poured out the blood.

Yang Juaner said: "Zama, how is Fairy Linglong?"

Zama shook his head helplessly and said: "The girl's fetal position has been abnormal. She has been giving birth for five or six hours, but she still can't give birth. Now she is bleeding severely, and her strength is getting weaker and weaker..."

Before Zama finished speaking, he suddenly heard Yu Linglong screaming from the room: "What do you mean by 'Save the big one? Save the little one, save the little one...'"

Zama heard the voice and hurriedly walked into the wooden building again.

Li Wendao's face was very interesting. It was a terrible thing for a woman to have a difficult birth. When his mother Ban Zhuyue gave birth to him, she had a difficult birth. Fortunately, there were many skilled doctors in Cangyun Sect, and with the help of some Cangyun magical medicines, Ban Zhuyue successfully gave birth to Li Wendao.

It seemed that the situation inside was very bad. The midwife was ready to save the big one and give up the small one.

What surprised Li Wendao was that Yu Linglong actually chose to save the small one.

Although Li Wendao knew that he was an enemy of Yu Linglong, the demon woman, Ye Xiaochuan asked Yu Linglong for help this time. He couldn't just watch Yu Linglong die. In addition, Yu Linglong chose to save the small one just now, which showed that this demon woman was not a cruel person.

So Li Wendao took out a small white jade bottle from the Qiankun storage bag and handed it to Yang Juaner, saying: "This is the Huiyuan Pill secretly made by our Cangyun Sect. Take it in and give Yu Linglong a few pills. It will more or less restore some strength."

Yang Juaner said nothing, took the small jade bottle and pushed the door into the wooden building.

Giving birth is a big deal. The women and children in the surrounding southern Xinjiang knew that Yu Linglong had a difficult birth, and many of them gathered around the wooden building waiting for news. Some old ladies from the five tribes had already started to perform shaman dances and pray to Lord Dog God and Chi You, the ancestors. These ignorant women believed that as long as the ancestors and the Dog God heard their prayers, they would be able to protect the mother and child in the house.

Yang Juaner came out less than an incense stick later. Seeing that there were many people around, she said to Li Wendao: "Mr. Li, if you don't mind, please sit in my room next door for a while. The fetal position has gradually corrected, and Fairy Linglong has a high level of cultivation and has taken the Cangyun Spirit Medicine. I think there will be no danger."

Li Wendao still wanted to find out why Ye Xiaochuan detained Yang Juaner here, so he nodded and followed Yang Juaner into the wooden house next door.

It was almost two o'clock at this moment, and the house was very dark. Thanks to Yu Linglong, there were oil lamps and tallow candles in Yang Juaner's room.

After Yang Juaner lit the oil lamp and illuminated the wooden house, Li Wendao's face changed slightly, because he saw a large gray pottery jar in the small wooden house, and a skinny head emerged from the jar, with lifeless eyes, but it was a living person.

Yang Juaner scooped a few buckets of water from the wooden barrel, poured it into the hanging pot, and then lit the black charcoal in the iron basin, saying: "The conditions are simple, Mr. Li, please don't despise it."

Li Wendao naturally would not despise it, because he would never drink a drop of water from Yang Juaner.

Seeing that Li Wendao didn't say anything but stared at the man in the jar, Yang Juaner said, "Are you feeling sorry for him?"

Li Wendao said slowly, "It is very cruel to keep people in the jar, which is despised by the world. Has the Thousand Faces Sect fallen to such an evil level?"

Yang Juaner laughed and said, "If you knew what this person had done before, you wouldn't say this. Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, and Zuo Qiu all knew about the man in the jar I kept, but they never said a word. People in the world have to atone for the evil things they have done. I, Yang Juaner, don't believe in reincarnation after death, so I will use his second half of life to atone for his sins."

Li Wendao didn't say anything more. He knew Ye Xiaochuan. Although he was a little cynical, he was kind-hearted. Since Ye Xiaochuan didn't ask about this matter, the man in the jar must have done a lot of evil things.

He said slowly: "Miss Yang, why are you here? Weren't you rescued by the accomplices of Qianmianmen in Yulong Village?"

Yang Juaner was very confused. Since Ye Xiaochuan didn't believe her and chose to believe that Li Wendao was not a spy, why didn't Ye Xiaochuan tell Li Wendao about himself?

Yang Juaner had no feelings for Li Wendao. Ban Zhuyue had been labeled a traitor in Qianmianmen, and even Ban Zhuyue's son was not welcomed by Qianmianmen.

Yang Juaner smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, I don't remember the specific situation in Yulong Village. When I woke up, I had fallen into the hands of the Five Clans Guerrillas with Senior Brother Gu Qingyu. Because we were both restricted and like useless people, we couldn't leave, so we followed the guerrillas and came here from Yulong Village. Later, we were discovered by Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou. Senior Brother Gu Qingyu couldn't stand Ye Xiaochuan's witchcraft torture, so I killed him, and then Master Ye sent me to Fairy Linglong."

After listening to Yang Juaner's story, Li Wendao gradually understood what was going on in his mind.

He said, "Didn't Junior Brother Xiaochuan interrogate you?"

Yang Juan'er said, "Of course he did. He put several kinds of Miaojiang strange poison on me. I couldn't bear it, so I told him everything I knew. Otherwise, do you think I would be alive now?"

Li Wendao nodded slightly. Ye Xiaochuan hated the Thousand Faces Sect to the core. If Ye Xiaochuan hadn't dug out useful information from Yang Juan'er, he would definitely not let her go easily.

Yang Juan'er looked at Li Wendao and said, "In fact, we are still brothers. Your mother, Senior Brother Ban Zhuyue, was a senior member of our Thousand Faces Sect..."

Li Wendao interrupted him and said coldly, "My mother has no connection with the Thousand Faces Sect for a long time. I, Li Wendao, am the son of Li Feiyu, the head of the Zhengyang Peak of the Cangyun Sect. If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will kill you."