Heaven, Earth, Me Chapter 1519. Yasenia’s First Baby!

Thanks to every precaution Tatyana and her companions had set up, nobody dared approach their area. Even without disclosing the reason for the restriction, not a soul risked defying Ao Xianlan’s dire warnings.

Two full days had slipped by already, Yasenia’s contractions growing far more intense and regular. Right beyond her improvised cave entrance, the four maids waited anxiously, her intermittent grunts filling them with deep concern.

Tatyana cradled Yasenia gently in her embrace, gazing downward with a soft sigh. ‘Her power is nearly depleted. Only a faint remnant lingers before her body responds.’

For two straight days, Yasenia hadn’t uttered a word, her thoughts adapting to the draining weakness. The sheer helplessness felt utterly alien to her. Naturally, Tatyana broke the quiet.

Her fingers gently stroked Yasenia’s locks, murmuring reassurances now and then that all was well. These tender words soothed the dragoness immensely.

In the afternoon of day two, a piercing jolt hit Yasenia’s belly, followed by warm fluid gushing down her thighs.

Tatyana’s gaze flashed sharply for an instant, then softened. “Your water broke, love. Let’s get in position. The contractions will start shortly after.”

Differing from human females, who labored long after waters broke, Yasenia’s delivery was set to commence immediately.

The dragoness’s internal muscles had turned incredibly pliant and loose by then, rendering her body almost immobile. Her robust tail draped heavily aside, far too weighty for its usual spirited motions.

Tatyana positioned Yasenia supine, arranging cushions to support her form. Throughout, she meticulously inspected every aspect, cross-referencing with births she’d observed before.

‘Yasenia’s frame has shed far more vitality than typical. Back when she lacked cultivation as a mortal, her might never dipped this low.’

This oddity intrigued her mildly, so she committed it to memory. Her crimson eyes, probing minutely, spotted yet another anomaly. ‘Her muscles… they’ve grown astonishingly supple and stretchy.’

Even top mortal acrobats couldn’t rival Yasenia’s current flexibility, though Tatyana refrained from testing it, fearing a tear in those tender tissues. The thought sparked a sudden insight. ‘Could her physique be adapting to deliver that enormous egg?’

Truth be told, the egg within Yasenia’s womb was massively oversized. ‘Roughly 23 centimeters in length, 13 at its broadest girth.’

For any ordinary human mother, passage would prove utterly impossible. A cervix maxed at 10 centimeters dilation theoretically; anything over 5 would torment severely. Yet Yasenia’s egg dwarfed that, twice over and nearing triple.

“Uggh!”

A deep groan escaped Yasenia, her limbs heavy like molten lead. Her breaths quickened, then a ferocious contraction slammed her, stars exploding in her vision briefly.

Tatyana observed keenly, her sight delving into Yasenia’s uterus. The walls writhed independently, maneuvering the egg. “Good job, Little Treasure. You are doing great.”

Clasping Yasenia’s yielding hand, Tatyana spoke soothingly while watching intently. Soon, the egg twisted so its narrowest end nudged the cervix. Yasenia’s eyes flew wide, muscles seizing fiercely.

“Ugggghhhh!”

Teeth clenched tight against the surges, Yasenia endured as Tatyana watched the egg prod and distend her. ‘Hm? Not entirely rigid?’

Her keen vision caught the egg’s shell yielding faintly under uterine pressure.

Aware labor had truly begun, Tatyana glanced skyward narrowly. ‘Heaven… shows no sign.’

Relief washed over her briefly. ‘Stay vigilant, or Heaven might sneak a bolt while distracted.’

“How are you feeling, Little Treasure?”

Dizziness clouded Yasenia, pain still mild overall. Yet her temperament had shifted oddly, prompting a grumble. “Uncomfortable… Weak…”

Tatyana registered the words, surprise flickering in her eyes. ‘No agony? Or do other sensations dominate?’

Recalling the “softening,” Tatyana connected the dots. ‘Exactly, else how could her kind birth such giants? Impossible for evolution otherwise. Yasenia’s tireless work secured her lineage fully. Impassable birth would doom it.’

Still, Tatyana stayed alert. The ordeal had just ignited; premature ease spelled disaster.

Pain assailed Yasenia’s awareness at last amid ongoing efforts. Her cervix now gaped beyond 8 centimeters, nearly 20% of the egg emerged.

Her refined brows furrowed sharply with a gasp. “Hiss! Painful.”

“Breathe, Yasenia. Once you feel the next contractions, push. You are doing phenomenally.”

Guiding with encouragement, Tatyana detailed the next steps. Her stare intensified, spiritual sense sweeping the heavens ceaselessly. ‘The true trial begins now. Widest section ahead, then entrance stretch, overlapping since the passage is brief.’

“Ah!”

Contraction hit abruptly; Yasenia clenched her core fiercely. The egg advanced slightly, cervix hitting 9 centimeters. Breaths came harsh, torment keen and unrelenting.

Yet complaints ceased. Pain jarred her hazy mind alert, sharpening Yasenia’s focus.

Progress dragged on, sweat beading even on Tatyana. ‘Heavens, hip joints dislocating.’

Yasenia’s legs hung slack not from exhaustion, but sheer loss of control!

“Ahhh!”

A piercing cry tore from Yasenia mid-push. Tatyana verified the egg’s flex somehow!

Gazing betwixt her thighs, the egg’s rim peeked forth. “Alright, love. We are almost there. The most difficult part is about to pass. Once you pass it, everything else will be easy, just taking some time.”

Yasenia scarcely registered it. ‘So weak… so dizzy…’

Vision swam, legs numb entirely. Dilated eyes scanned hazily for clarity as new contractions loomed.

These raged fiercest. Instinct drove Yasenia; jaws locked, she bore down, sensing the pivotal crux. One command echoed louder in her psyche. ‘Push!’

“Arrgh!”

‘Push!’

“Ahhh!”

‘PUSH!’

Suddenly, a colossal mass breached her threshold, pain easing from blaze to throb as cognition stirred.

Voices murmured nearby, words lost in fog. Only the gripped hand tethered her.

Muffled calls echoed.

“She is… too… blood!”

“Carry… the towels!”

Irritation creased Yasenia’s brow at the noise, but duty burned clear. Push on contraction, then deep breaths for air.

“You… doing great, Yas… A… more, and… done.”

Tatyana watched anxiously within. Fluids and blood pooled beneath Yasenia’s legs, limbs paling from circulation halt.

Extreme visually, yet Yasenia’s pulse thundered strong. No peril loomed. ‘Dramatic… but under control.’

Directing the maids who’d slipped in unnoticed, Tatyana calmed Yasenia. Mo Yun shivered, blurting, ‘Why such a huge egg? Gods, legs aren’t meant to spread that far…’

Cai Xue and crew avoided energy to spare Yasenia disturbance, moving human-slow. Towels wiped spills, then sweat from her brow.

Tatyana warned firmly. “No one touches the egg, you understand?” Sternness etched her features. “No accidental touches. Nothing. Once the egg is laid, leave it where it is, and we will all retreat out of the cave.”

Nods rippled through. First touch mattered immensely.

Nearing 20 grueling hours, Yasenia’s final wail rang out as the egg’s bulge cleared, thudding onto the bedding.

Instantly, Yasenia slumped boneless, golden gaze unfocused.

With human-like motions, Tatyana and maids withdrew swiftly. One last skyward peek confirmed no stir; ultimate ease gleamed in her eyes. ‘Flawless. Yasenia’s firstborn gains Heaven’s nod, her race truly woven in.’

As the egg emerged, vital energy trickled back into Yasenia’s meridians. Parched earth drinking rain, she devoured it, clarity returning.

‘Where…’ Vision cleared scanning about. ‘Right… nest!’

Pupils honed razor-sharp, power surged back.

First Realm, Second Realm…

Layers rebuilt in a rush, flesh mending miraculously. Hips realigned ages ago; full restoration raced.

Strength swelling, Spiritual Sense ignited, revealing the prize.

Upright in a flash, eyes locked on the colossal egg, joy blazed. Leaning in, her form shrank to petite Dragon mode. “My Baby!”

Coiling protectively, she nestled it securely, tucking head beneath wing. Golden slits adored it, grin beaming. “Hehehe. You are such a handsome egg~...” Yasenia halted, blinking. “Hm? Why did I use that adjective?”

Peering intently, shock and bliss hit as truth dawned. “A Son!” Golden eyes dazzled. “My baby is a boy! Hahaha!”

Know this: Yasenia birthing males was rarest feat! Odds under one-in-ten. No favoritism, just sheer scarcity thrilled her endlessly!

Scenting her son’s essence from the shell, ecstasy overwhelmed Yasenia. Tail thrashed wildly, tongue bathing the yielding surface with affection.