Between the hazy moments, Lin Yuan opened his eyes.
"Where is this?" was his first thought.
"I haven't been born yet?" was his second thought.
That's right; at this moment, Lin Yuan is still in the womb. Warm amniotic fluid flows around him.
"Why does it seem to get smaller with each transmigration?" Lin Yuan felt a bit puzzled, even though he didn't have teeth yet.
The first time he transmigrated, Lin Yuan was a little over three years old. The second time, he had just been born. Now, for the third transmigration, he finds himself inside the womb.
Even though Lin Yuan knew that the transmigration through the Gateway of the Myriad Realms were entirely 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 to contemplate.
Before the transmigration, Lin Yuan had studied the flesh of Loulan He, who hailed from the Thunder Rain Starfield. As the offspring of a prominent figure in the Thunder Rain Starfield, Loulan He's flesh had its roots in an extremely rare and unique life found deep in the cosmos.
Using his parents' genes as a carrier, the core genes of this special life were introduced.
The flesh cultivated from this process, regardless of its potential or other aspects, far surpassed that of ordinary humans. Even without any cultivation, Loulan He's flesh could quickly grow to the strength of the second rank.
In the new world, half a year's time had passed.
Apart from pondering the subsequent paths of comprehending the martial way evolution, Lin Yuan had dedicated all his remaining energy to understanding the mysteries of this type of flesh.
With the help of his unrivaled insight, Lin Yuan had already comprehended a complete set of techniques for the transformation of the flesh. This technique could slowly transform the flesh, achieving the effect of enhancing the essence of life.
As for the efficiency of the transformation of the essence of life, the younger one was, the better.
Lin Yuan's flesh in the main world had already matured, and the progress of practicing this technique was slow. It had taken nearly half a year to complete only a tenth of the transformation progress.
However, now, Lin Yuan had not yet been born, and his body was in its initial state. It was the perfect time to practice this bodily transformation technique.
In fact, Lin Yuan had deliberately devoted some of his energy to comprehend this transformation technique for the body to prevent a repeat of the extreme situation he faced during the last transmigration—being born and immediately finding himself in a dire predicament without any ability to resist.
This way of transforming the body would, at least, give Lin Yuan the power to protect himself ahead of time.
"Let's not rush the transformation of the flesh. First, let's see how the status and background of my parents are in this life."
The transformation of the flesh requires energy. Since Lin Yuan has not been born yet, he naturally cannot serve as a source to obtain energy.
If Lin Yuan starts the transformation of the flesh, he will instinctively absorb the energy of the mother's body.
The specific manifestation is that the mother's appetite will increase dramatically, requiring various nourishing foods.
If it were an ordinary poor family, facing this situation would be an additional burden.
If that were the case, Lin Yuan could only honestly wait until after birth before making plans.
Compared to the transformation of the flesh, Lin Yuan is even more unwilling to "prematurely die."
The method of transforming the flesh can be cultivated after birth, absorbing the Yin and Yang between heaven and earth, and it only takes a few hours to see results.
Time passed.
A little over half a month passed.
"It seems like this life is not bad" Lin Yuan thought to himself.
During this period, he vaguely sensed that there were dozens of servants just attending to his mother. How could an ordinary family afford such treatment?
Additionally, Lin Yuan could feel that his mother consumed expensive supplements daily. This information was confirmed by the energy transmitted through the umbilical cord.
"This time, my identity should be that of a prince of a nation. My father is the current emperor, my mother is a noble concubine, and my grandfather is also a distinguished official," Lin Yuan silently speculated.
In the past half month, Lin Yuan often heard conversations coming from the 'outside'. These conversations inadvertently revealed many secrets.
Initially, Lin Yuan didn't understand the language of this world and couldn't comprehend it. However, with repeated exposure, his Unrivaled Insight naturally allowed him to learn. The same pronunciation that others needed to hear hundreds or thousands of times to remember, Lin Yuan could grasp after hearing it just once.
This was the power of his Unrivaled Insight.
By combining the tone used when saying a word, the reactions of others, and listening to a few more sentences, Lin Yuan could understand the meaning.
Learning a language was just that simple.
In the Palace of a Hundred Flowers
A palace maid hurriedly entered. "Your Highness, this servant inquired with the imperial physician. This time, you are definitely carrying a prince."
The palace maid spoke excitedly, casting a cautious glance around as if afraid of being overheard.
"Well," Wang Shangfeng didn't mind much. "Whether it's a son or a daughter, they are both the children of His Majesty and me. I will be happy either way."
"Oh, Your Highness, why don't you understand anything?" The palace maid's tone was somewhat anxious. "His Majesty currently does not have a son. If you give birth to a prince..."
"Some things aren't for you to say." Wang Shangfeng's expression suddenly turned cold and she calmly looked over.
"Yes, yes." The palace maid turned pale and trembled as she knelt on the ground.
"It seems that my mother, in this life, is very intelligent" Lin Yuan, inside the womb, quietly listened to the commotion outside. He held a high opinion of his mother this time. At least, she knew how to keep a low profile.
"No." Lin Yuan suddenly felt an urgency. "In the depths of the palace, it's easy to avoid an obvious threat but hard to guard against a hidden one. I need to focus on accelerating the transformation of my flesh."
This sense of urgency arose when he realized that he was in the imperial palace, especially after learning that the current emperor had no sons. Lin Yuan felt an even stronger urgency. Even the palace maids knew that Wang Shangfeng was likely carrying a prince. Did the other consorts not know? Especially the empress, any slight suspicion from her could endanger Lin Yuan.
Of course, Lin Yuan's transformation of the flesh was entirely based on Wang Shangfeng's reactions. He wouldn't absorb without limits, and the energy formed by the transformation would gently nourish the mother.
As Lin Yuan began his transformation, Wang Shangfeng immediately felt a hunger, as if she hadn't eaten anything for three days and nights. Fortunately, being in the imperial palace and having a strong background, she lacked nothing in terms of nourishing foods, so there were no issues.
Eight months later, Wang Shangfeng caressed her belly.
"You little guy have consumed so many supplements from your mother" Wang Shangfeng sighed.
If a single word were to summarize the past half-year, it would be "eating". She practically never stopped taking various precious herbs and medicines from deep within the mountains. If it weren't for the support of her family and discreetly handling major expenses, this matter would likely have already caused a commotion throughout the entire imperial palace.
Being able to eat was indeed a good thing, but eating excessively was strange. Even so, rumors circulated within the palace about Wang Shangfeng's incredible appetite.
The emperor himself had heard about it, but he didn't inquire much. After all, before entering the palace, Wang Shangfeng was a formidable cultivator. What's wrong with eating a bit more during pregnancy?
"Almost there. My difficult days are about to end" Wang Shangfeng faintly sensed the movements of her child in her belly, occasionally kicking her. Calculating the days, it was almost time to give birth.
In the Great Yan Dynasty, within the Imperial Palace:
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng sat at the desk dealing with state affairs.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Concubine Wang has given birth, Concubine Wang has given birth!"
At this moment, a eunuch rushed over, respectfully reporting, "Oh? Gave birth to another daughter, right?" Emperor Liu Shi Zheng didn't even lift his eyes, casually asking.
Since Liu Shi Zheng ascended the throne, he favored many concubines but had not fathered an heir. To be precise, he had not produced a prince. As for princesses, there were many, but without a prince, who would inherit the throne in the future? Should he adopt one from another imperial family? Liu Shi Zheng was naturally unwilling to do so; he had worked hard to seize the throne, and he wanted to pass it on to his own son.
However, regardless of Liu Shi Zheng's efforts, all of his offspring were princesses and daughters. Counting the years, he had ennobled over sixty princesses in the past twenty years. After more than two decades on the throne, without even one prince, rumors abounded both inside and outside the court. (Bloody hell 60!! He really worked hard didn't he? :D)
"If this is not the ancestors' punishment for me..."
Liu Shi Zheng's eyes appeared somewhat distracted. In his youth, in order to ascend the throne, he had killed all of his brothers. After becoming the emperor, to consolidate his power, he had imprisoned those few princes, his uncles, to death.
While Liu Shi Zheng's thoughts were drifting, the trembling voice of the eunuch brought him back to reality. "Your Majesty, it's a dragon son. Concubine Wang has given birth to a son."
"I know. Wait a moment."
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng waved his hand, unexpectedly stopping.
"What did you say?"
Liu Shi Zheng's gaze suddenly revealed a glint, staring straight at the eunuch, word by word, "What did you say?"
"Your Majesty, the servant means Concubine Wang has given birth to a dragon son."
The eunuch's scalp tingled, fearing he had angered the emperor. He hurriedly explained.
"Dragon son."
Ripples surged in Liu Shi Zheng's heart. He had indeed heard from the imperial physician that Wang Shangfeng was likely carrying a son. However, he had heard such claims many times before—most of the previous princesses were born with similar claims. He just didn't expect it to be true this time.
"Your Majesty."
After a while, with no response from Liu Shi Zheng, the eunuch gathered courage to look up, only to find that the emperor, who had been sitting at the desk, had already left.
Outside the Hall of a Hundred Flowers:
The Hall of a Hundred Flowers was Concubine Wang's residence.
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng stood outside the hall.
"I have a son?"
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng didn't immediately enter. Instead, he hesitated a bit.
"Your Majesty, this is the dragon son."
At this moment, a chubby royal physician walked out, holding a newborn baby, stopping in front of Liu Shi Zheng.
"Your Majesty, after examining him, the dragon son possesses a robust physique from birth, a talent unseen since the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty."
The plump royal physician was excited, his hands holding the baby trembling.
"A talent from heaven?"
"My son is a heaven-gifted talent?"
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng was somewhat lost in thought for a moment. Originally, he was already overjoyed that Wang Shangfeng gave birth to a son. He never expected this son to be a heaven-gifted talent.
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng glanced at the royal physician.
Finding his expression calm and his eyes showing excitement rather than flattering, Liu Shi Zheng believed him to a great extent. With thoughts surging, Emperor Liu Shi Zheng stared at the baby, Lin Yuan, with slightly trembling hands.
In the end, Liu Shi Zheng still took Lin Yuan into his arms, lifting him up carefully.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on the birth of the Dragon Son!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on the birth of the Dragon Son!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on the birth of the Dragon Son!"
All the eunuchs and palace maids inside and outside the Hall of a Hundred Flowers knelt on the ground, loudly shouting.
"I have a son!"
"I, Liu Shi Zheng, finally have a son!"
"And he's a heaven-gifted talent!!!"
Emperor Liu Shi Zheng laughed heartily, carefully lifting Lin Yuan as if he were holding up the world.
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