Five Hundred Years

"I’m going to be a father?" Xue Ying felt slightly dazed. The type of feeling he was experiencing was truly mystical; he had lived for many years and experienced so much, but finding out that he would become a father still left him in a state of vertigo. He wasn’t even able to restrain the ecstasy filling his heart. He looked at Jing Qiu and said, "We’ve tried for so many years, and we’ve finally succeeded. I had even begun considering that, as my strength gets higher, it would become even less probably that we would eventually have offspring. But the heavens are truly favoring me. They truly have eyes."