Ouyang Qian raised her hands and struggled to take the baby into her arms as she carried her in front of him. She carefully examined her: her nose and mouth were similar to his, but her eyebrows and eyes seemed to have directly moved away from her father's face.

His face was covered in sweat and he couldn't help but smile.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Yi Yang had already pushed her away and rushed into the room. The nurse staggered from the push and almost bumped into the door.

However, she had seen her father so eager. As such, she could only smile in understanding, as if she didn't care.

Ouyang Qian heard the commotion and raised her head to see the nurse being pushed away. She couldn't help but to glare at Yi Yang.

At this time, Yi Yang's eyes were only on his wife and his newborn son. He scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled foolishly.

Ling Nan couldn't help but roll his eyes. This was the first time he had met his father, and he was really — adorable!

Yi Yang took three steps to the bed. He bent down and grabbed Ouyang Qian's left hand, and gently placed it on his own cheek as he rubbed it: "Tired?"

It was only a simple greeting, but the tears in Ouyang Qian's eyes were already uncontrollably wet. Look, this little guy is our son.

After Yi Yang heard this, he finally put down his wife's hand. He carefully looked at Ling Nan who was lying on the side: his pink face, a pair of bright eyes rolling around, his eyebrows filled with his own shadow.

The more Yi Yang saw, the happier he was. He couldn't help but want to reach out to hug his, but he was also afraid that his big, rough hands would hurt the child.

Only after a long while did he clumsily pick up Ling Nan.

Seeing her husband's clumsy appearance, Ouyang Qian smiled.

At this time, Yi Zhao and Mu Yao also walked in. When they saw Yi Yang, they forced themselves not to laugh out loud.

At this time, Ling Nan was also sizing up her father for the past life: his brows were straight, as if he had unsheathed his sword and was pointing at his temples. His fierce eyes were shining, his nose was like a floating gall, and the corner of his mouth was tightly pursed, showing an unyielding willpower.

Coupled with his face that seemed to have been hacked by blades and his long hair that was an inch long, a wave of masculinity assaulted his senses.

Although he was satisfied with his father's appearance and temperament, Ling Nan still had some complaints about him being held in the other party's palm like a toy. If not for his body being too weak, even ten of his fathers together wouldn't be his match!

At this moment, Yi Yang didn't notice the little fellow's peculiar gaze in his hands, which was still immersed in the joy and pride of being a father for the first time. "Haha, this is my, Yi Yang's, son! Brat, from now on, your name is Yi Yan! "Haha!"

In the blink of an eye, eight years had passed.

Due to the fact that the Heaven and Earth aura on Earth was sparse, and Yi Yan did not have the required amount of crystals and other materials to set up the Spirit Convergence Array, his cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Spirit Extreme Realm. His mental state was not affected by the concentration of the Heaven and Earth aura, and he had successfully recovered to the late stage of Spirit Convergence.

In his previous life, it had only taken Yi Yan eleven years to break through from the early stage of the Heart of Tranquil Water to the middle stage of the Spirit Realm. In this life, even though his mental state was higher than his cultivation by four whole realms, he had still taken eight years.

Actually, for Yi Yan to have such progress, he should be secretly laughing.

The Taiji Fish that was formed in his sea of consciousness continued to revolve slowly. Although Yi Yan was unable to summon the energy within it, the constant rotation created a gravitational force that automatically absorbed the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth from the outside world, and to some extent, played a role in the Spirit Convergence Array.

If it were not for the Yin Yang Fish, Yi Yan would need more than 18 years to achieve his current progress.

"Looks like I have to be a bit more patient. After all, this is not Cultivation Realm!"

Yi Yan sighed and stood up from the bed.

Today, he was going to start learning martial arts from his father.

Originally, according to Yi Yang's plan, Yi Yan would start practicing martial arts since he was six years old, but Ouyang Qian doted on his son and did not want him to suffer so much before starting a fight with Yi Yang.

There was nothing Yi Yang could do about his own wife. In the end, it was Grandpa Yi Zhao who decided to postpone it for two years before letting Yi Yan train in martial arts.

Ouyang Qian was already very satisfied with this, as a descendant of the Yi family, it was impossible for him to not practice martial arts, this was the biggest concession that Yi Yang could make.

Yi Yan walked out of his room, casually removed the restrictions on the entrance as he turned around and headed towards the training room in the backyard.

(The biggest difference between restrictions and formations was that in order to set up formations, one must not only have the appropriate materials, but also take into account the terrain, environment and other factors, so that the formation would be as compatible as possible with heaven and earth. The restrictions did not require any materials, as long as the Genuine Elemental Energy was set up according to a specific trajectory, it could play a corresponding role.)

When he arrived at the training room, Yi Yang was already there waiting for him.

Seeing Yi Yan rushing over so early, Yi Yang was also quite satisfied.

In his opinion, for an eight-year-old child to be able to restrain his desire to sleep early, such a good willpower to practice martial arts must be very promising.

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