"Zhao Ji, how are you feeling?"
Yi Tianxing immediately approached Cai Yan's side and sat by her bed, his eyes filled with tenderness and concern.With every birth of new life came great pain for the mother. The child was important, but even more so was his wife.
"Don't worry, my husband. I'm fine—it's not the first time I've given birth. I just need some rest to recover. Quickly, look at our child. Just as he was born, a beam of purple light descended from the heavens and merged into his body. I don't know what changes that might bring."
Cai Yan smiled gently as she spoke.What she cared about most at that moment was the newborn child.
The child had already been bathed in a spiritual cleansing liquid, absorbing its essence. Even as a newborn, his skin glowed with jade-like brilliance, wrapped in soft swaddling cloth.But what stood out the most was a purple sword-shaped mark etched on his forehead, radiating an aura of dignity and power.Faint sword intent flowed within it.
⚔️ Inborn Sword Constitution: The Pure Yang Sword Body with Innate Ziyang Sword ApertureThis natural meridian houses an embryonic innate sword, formed from Eastern Purple Qi, suggesting the child is a born sword cultivator.
"The Emperor's son has an extraordinary physique. With the arrival of Eastern Purple Qi, an innate life aperture has been awakened, nurturing a natural sword embryo. This is the sword constitution—he's destined to become a supreme sword cultivator!"
Cai Yong walked in. Upon seeing his grandson, his eyes gleamed with delight.
"A Pure Yang Sword Body, with an Innate Ziyang Sword Aperture. What an incredible innate sword! This reminds me of Ling'er's Five Element Ring."Yi Tianxing also examined the child. But what he saw surpassed even what Cai Yong could discern.
That purple sword-shaped mark on the baby's forehead was, in truth, an innate sword aperture containing a mass of pure Eastern Purple Qi, which had solidified into a purple sword embryo.As the child grew stronger, so would the sword. One day, it could very well evolve into a True Innate Spirit Treasure, or perhaps even an Innate Supreme Treasure.
This physique was no weaker than that of any of his daughters. With the blessing of the Eastern Purple Qi, he was born with an aura of unmatched nobility.
"Is this my little brother? Let me hold him!"
Yi Xianhuang came over, eyes filled with curiosity, and gently cradled the newborn.Yi Xianling, Wuchang, and the others gathered around as well, poking his cheeks, tugging his ears—all laughing with amusement.
"Looks like the little ones are quite happy to have a new baby brother."Lian Xing chuckled.
"My husband, why don't you give him a name?"Cai Yan looked at him with a smile.
"Father-in-law is the head of the Immortal Academy and the child's grandfather. How about letting him choose the name?"Yi Tianxing turned to Cai Yong with a smile.
"Very well, I shall do the honors."
Cai Yong nodded, looking at the child with deep affection. A prince's birth was a cause for nationwide celebration—and to him, this was also his precious grandson.
After a moment of silent thought, he said solemnly,"The Emperor's son carries the Eastern Purple Qi, born under signs of dragons and phoenixes, and possesses the Pure Yang Sword Constitution with an Innate Ziyang Sword Aperture.How about the name Ziyang—'Zi' for nobility and 'Yang' for supreme Pure Yang, symbolizing his exalted fate."
"Ziyang. Yi Ziyang."
Yi Tianxing, Cai Yan, and the other women silently repeated the name, eyes brightening with approval.The name perfectly fit the child's identity as the imperial heir.
Boom boom boom!!
Suddenly, countless fireworks burst across the sky—not only in Xuanhuang City, but throughout the entire Great Yi Dynasty.Brilliant colors painted the sky in celebration.
In the city, rainbow fountains sprayed multicolored rain, drifting down like a dreamscape.
"Ha!!"
Burly men wielded strange tools that sent out fiery sparks forming phoenixes, dragons, and all manner of vivid creatures—this was the art of Iron Flower Forging, now modernized and as mesmerizing as fireworks.It blended human strength with artistry, making it a signature of Great Yi culture, rivaling fireworks in popularity.
The entire realm celebrated as one.
Congratulations from officials poured into the palace like rain. The birth of the Emperor's son stabilized the hearts of the people even further.
This—was the strength of having a national heir.
Though the Great Yi was a Destiny Dynasty, and Yi Tianxing could, in theory, live forever, the absence of a successor would always make people uneasy.In a world as dangerous as the Eternal Realm, no one could guarantee eternal life. A clear line of succession ensured long-term stability.
Three days of national jubilation passed.
Eternal Year 12, 9th Month, 23rd Day—Auspicious signs in the heavens.
Dragons and phoenixes, purple qi from the east.The Empress bore the imperial son, named Yi Ziyang.
After spending those three days with Cai Yan and the other women, Yi Tianxing vanished in a flash—reappearing in the Mystic Auction House.
It was the familiar mysterious void, with thrones floating in midair. Except for one, all others were hidden.Only Yi Tianxing could see them.
Without hesitation, he sat upon his exclusive throne—the Emperor's Seat.
Before him, ten glowing tokens materialized—these were the Mystic Auction Tokens.Every time the Mystic Auction was activated, ten tokens would naturally form. The first activation had been in Eternal Year 10, the second in Year 11, and now, this was the third in Year 12.
If everyone attended, there could be up to thirty guests now. The more that arrived, the better the rare treasures and surprises.Of course, attendance was never guaranteed.
"Go now—find your destined holders."
With a wave, the void split open and the ten tokens were drawn in, vanishing instantly—scattered randomly across the Eternal World, seeking their chosen bearers.
Yi Tianxing smiled in anticipation.The previous auctions had brought Great Yi many rare treasures.
In a spiritual mountain, atop a massive stone, a white-robed young man with a long sword and a wine gourd was laughing and chatting with a beautiful flower spirit girl—clearly not a human, but a nature-born entity.
A flirtatious air hovered between them. The youth was charming and carefree, the type most women dreamed of.
Suddenly, the void split open. A stream of light shot out, and a token smacked him on the head.
"Huh? Brother Lü, what's that?" the girl asked curiously.
"Mystic Auction House, how interesting. With this token, I can join the auction. Sister Lan, wait here for a bit. Lü will be right back."He laughed, activated the token, and vanished in a flash—leaving the flower spirit girl pouting in protest.
Elsewhere, on a vast river, a robed monk walked calmly on a single stalk of straw. Fierce aquatic beasts surged from the river to attack, but he remained untouched, his surroundings perfectly serene.
With each step, the beasts exploded into blood and mud.The river turned crimson.
Then, a token appeared before him.He caught it, murmuring, "Amitābha."
Wrapped in mystical energy, he too vanished.
Inside a towering wizard's spire, covered in runes and glowing with strange magical energies, alchemical storms raged.It was built from unknown magical metals and brimmed with overwhelming power.
Inside, an old man in a mage's robe clutched a few glowing potions and burst into manic laughter."Haha! I've done it! Even this forbidden potion was a success! I truly am the greatest alchemist!"
SMACK!
Right then, a token dropped from the void—right into his open mouth, knocking out a tooth.