Everlasting Immortal Firmament Book 04 Chapter 043: The Tables Are Turned

Around the ice mountain:

“Ouch!”

“Ah! My stomach is growing larger again! It is growing larger again!”

“I don’t want to give birth. I am a man!”

Miserable cries filled the ice mountain’s surroundings.

The one hundred thousand cultivators had all collapsed, holding their abdomens and showing expressions of despair, sorrow, and rage.

Even the Bi-An King broke out in a sweat.

Give birth? This is the first time for me. Can I not do anything about this? There is a little Bi-An in my abdomen?”

“Good fortune! Good fortune! This is a great beneficence!” the skinny Longevity said excitedly.

The bound, fat Purple Subtlety, trying to shuffle away, glared at the skinny Longevity and said, “Are you crazy? A great beneficence? It would be good enough if they didn’t kill us. You have caused me so much misery over the years. All my energy got drained away by the lifeforce in your painting. Fortunately, I could refine those embryos into fatty meat. If you—a man—were to give birth, would you be happy about it?”

“I would be glad to. However, I’m immune to the paintings. I cannot give birth myself. You have no idea how jealous I am,” Longevity said excitedly.

Purple Subtlety’s face turned stiff for a while. “Ptooey!”

After spitting, Purple Subtlety continued shuffling into the distance. Once these people finally reacted, the two of them would be dead for sure.

Fortunately, everyone was trying different ways to deal with the embryo in them for now. They did not pay attention to the two.

However, nothing they tried worked. The despair and miserable cries continued.

More importantly, there were other cultivators in Dragon Vein City who had not seen the painting. They now heard the miserable cries in the distance.

These people’s cultivations were too low, the ordinary disciples of the various sects and clans. They had been brought over to handle menial tasks. When they heard the miserable cries, they immediately came over. Then, they all inhaled sharply.

“Sect Master, what happened to you? Why is your stomach so big?”

“Clan Head? Why is y

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