54: The Chu family's divine son, born with extraordinary phenomena.

Three days passed in a flash.

Within Chu City, there was no atmosphere of tense preparation for battle; instead, lanterns were hung, and it was filled with joy.

The news that Chu He would personally receive the imperial decree made all Chu City residents feel honored, as if the conferment was not for Chu He, but for themselves.

On this particular morning, the backyard of the Chu family presented a different lively scene.

On the spacious lawn, several adorable little children, sculpted like jade, were enacting a scene of “immortal combat.”

“Yay!”

The three-year-old Eldest Son, Chu Tian, already possessed a Body Tempering seventh-level cultivation. At this moment, he was moving his short legs, trying to catch a blue shadow ahead.

It was a Azure Phoenix that had grown to half the height of a person, with magnificent wings and an extraordinary, majestic appearance.

This was precisely the Guardian Divine Beast that the System had rewarded when his daughter Chu Yuning was born.

The Azure Phoenix was clearly toying with Chu Tian, sometimes flying high, sometimes swooping low, just not letting him catch it.

On the other side, in another corner of the lawn, it was even more “violent.”

The dragon and phoenix twins, Chu Batian and Chu Lingxi, just over one year old, were diligently working around a half-person-tall bluestone rockery.

“Hah!”

Chu Batian puffed out his cheeks, his small fist covered with a faint layer of golden Dragon scales, and punched the rockery.

With a muffled “bang,” a clear fist print was actually left on the hard bluestone.

Meanwhile, his younger sister, Chu Lingxi, appeared even more graceful. With a wave of her small hand, faint Phoenix flames coiled around her fingertips. With a gentle swipe on the rockery, she left a charred mark.

The siblings seemed to be competing to see whose destructive power was greater, enjoying themselves immensely.

In the pavilion not far away, Qing'er, Lin Waner, and Su Qingxue were sitting together, watching these little ones, their faces filled with happy yet helpless smiles.

“These two little rascals, Batian and Ling Xi, are getting more and more lawless. If Husband hadn’t given them the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Pendants to suppress most of their power, this backyard would have been torn down by now,” Qing'er said, looking at the poor rockery with a wry smile.

Lin Waner, holding her daughter Chu Yuning, who was still in swaddling clothes, said softly, “This is how our Chu family children should be. Yuning is much more well-behaved.”

Chu Yuning in her arms was exquisitely delicate, her eyes so clear they seemed to reflect the stars. She neither cried nor fussed, merely watching her older siblings play with curiosity, occasionally blinking, and possessing an innate Dao rhythm of detachment.

In Su Qingxue’s arms was Chu Ce, born just a few days ago.

This SSS-grade Innate Killing Array Dao Fetus was currently sleeping soundly, but even in his sleep, the air around his tiny body seemed to undergo some peculiar distortion, as if countless invisible Formation patterns were constantly forming and dissolving.

Suddenly, Chu Batian, who was still wrestling with the rockery, seemed to feel that punching and kicking wasn't enough. He saw his younger brother, Chu Ce, sleeping soundly in the pavilion.

His eyes darted, and he scurried over on his short legs, seemingly wanting to “spar” with his new little brother.

“Batian, no fooling around!” Qing'er quickly called out to stop him.

But Chu Batian’s speed was incredibly fast; in a blink, he had rushed under the pavilion.

He extended his chubby little hand, about to poke his younger brother Chu Ce’s cheek.

Just as his finger was about to touch, a sudden change occurred!

The deeply sleeping Chu Ce slightly furrowed his brow.

Buzz!

An invisible ripple instantly spread out from him as the center.

Chu Batian, who had rushed close, stumbled, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. Every step forward became incredibly difficult, and his little face turned crimson.

He was astonished to find that the scenery around him had become bizarre and dazzling. The pavilion was still the pavilion, but the pillars were bent, the stone table was slanted, and space seemed to be folded.

This was the simplest illusion Formation, yet it contained the profound principles of space.

Chu Batian was trapped inside, anxiously pacing in circles, unable to get out.

“Giggle…”

His younger sister, Chu Lingxi, clapped her small hands and laughed at her brother’s predicament.

And the instigator, Chu Ce, smacked his lips, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

“This…”

Qing'er and Lin Waner watched, dumbfounded.

An infant, just a few days old, could set up a Formation in his sleep that could trap the True Dragon Battle Physique, who possessed Innate Divine Power?

These Chu family children truly were each more Prodigy than the last!

Su Qingxue looked at this scene, her eyes full of pride and joy. He was indeed the child of her and her Husband.

Just then, Chu He’s figure appeared in the pavilion.

He looked at his trapped son and his other son sleeping soundly, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

He waved his hand, and the invisible Formation that had trapped Chu Batian instantly dissipated.

Regaining his freedom, Chu Batian tearfully threw himself onto Chu He’s leg, pointing at his younger brother and “wuwu yaya-ing” to complain.

Chu He laughed heartily and picked him up.

“Alright, stop messing around. The guests will be here soon.”

He looked up, his gaze penetrating through layers of buildings, towards the direction of Chu City’s city gate.

There, an elaborate honor guard, escorted by hundreds of golden-armored guards, was slowly approaching.

Leading them was an arrogant-looking old man dressed in the official robes of the Minister of Rites.

The invitation to the Hongmen Banquet had finally arrived.