"?????"
"Where is this? Why is it pitch black all around? I can't even lift my hand…"
After being hit by a speeding truck, Xiao Yan regained consciousness, struggling to open his eyes—only to realize he couldn't.
Even worse, his body seemed completely out of order.
He felt unprecedentedly weak, as though he had reverted to the state of a fetus. He couldn't move, couldn't open his eyes—nothing.
The only thing Xiao Yan could sense was that he was now immersed in a warm, watery environment.
Just as he was wondering what exactly had happened to him, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully transmigrating. Max-Level Comprehension System has been successfully bound.]
"Transmigration... succeeded?" Xiao Yan muttered, his heart instantly surging with shock and disbelief.
So… he had really been hit by a truck and transmigrated!?
And even more absurdly—he'd become a fetus!
At that moment, voices from outside confirmed his suspicion.
"Please rest assured, Young Master. The Young Madam's body is perfectly fine. I will prescribe a few doses of fetal-protection medicine. The little young master will definitely be born healthy."
Xiao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the old man, "Thank you, Elder Han."
"You're too kind, Young Master," the old man replied with a gentle smile as he carefully began writing a prescription.
Qin Yueyao, who had already given birth to two sons before, was quite experienced. Her delicate hand caressed her slightly rounded belly. "There wasn't really anything wrong to begin with. It's just that this little one is a bit too lively."
Xiao Zhan chuckled, "Still, better to be cautious."
Understanding his situation now, Xiao Yan felt at ease and turned his attention to this so-called Max-Level Comprehension System.
After a few minutes of investigation, Xiao Yan realized the system was actually quite simple.
It didn't have any flashy features—its sole function was to raise his comprehension ability to the maximum level.
"What can max-level comprehension actually do?"
Muttering to himself, Xiao Yan suddenly thought of something—didn't the fetal stage contain innate vital energy?
If he could start making use of that now, then no matter what path he took in the future, he'd surely far surpass others.
Just as he was deep in thought, he felt as if he had grasped something faintly—though it remained unclear.
A wave of drowsiness washed over him, and Xiao Yan didn't resist.
After all, he was now a fetus. Rest and development were essential.
He had no idea how long he slept, but when he awoke again, refreshed and clear-headed, he finally understood the true power of this system.
It didn't require him to complete any tasks—it simply elevated his comprehension to a heaven-defying level.
Something that would take a genius ten years to learn might only take him a day—or even less.
And if he focused on comprehending a specific concept, things that would take geniuses decades or centuries to figure out might only take him a few months—or even days.
After a good rest, Xiao Yan found that he had a much clearer understanding of how to utilize innate vital energy.
For over half a month, Xiao Yan would contemplate the usage of innate vital energy whenever he was awake. Once he grew tired, he'd fall asleep again.
Repeating this cycle, Xiao Yan finally achieved tangible results.
[You have used your extraordinary soul power to perceive your state of innate fetal breathing. You have entered a state of epiphany and created the cultivation technique "Innate Fetal Breathing Art"!]
Xiao Yan hadn't expected the system to be so intelligent—he really had comprehended a cultivation method suitable for a fetus.
He hadn't even come up with a proper name for it.
[Innate Fetal Breathing Art: Uses a trace of innate vital energy as a guide to absorb and convert nutrients from the mother's body to strengthen physical constitution and enhance foundational aptitude.]
[Note: Can only be cultivated by a fetus.]
With the technique comprehended, Xiao Yan immediately began cultivating the Innate Fetal Breathing Art.
Since it was specifically designed for a fetus, the technique would automatically operate after being cultivated once.
Xiao Yan could continuously enjoy the benefits of cultivation without doing anything further.
Innate energy flowed endlessly. Xiao Yan felt gentle energy, like countless strands of soft silk, pouring into his body.
As the energy streamed in, Xiao Yan could clearly sense his strength increasing slightly, and his body subtly developing.
Having experienced such benefits, Xiao Yan, who had been deep in comprehension for half a month, decided to give himself a break and settle into peaceful slumber.
But even as he slept, the Innate Fetal Breathing Art continued to operate on its own, without any need for his attention.
Over a month later—
"My lady, your appetite has been increasing rapidly lately. Could there be something wrong?"
Seeing his wife, who had already eaten the amount of food two grown men would consume and was still eating, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but feel concerned.
He wasn't being paranoid—his wife's appetite was truly alarming.
At each meal, she would eat the equivalent of three days' worth of food for an adult male. And this wasn't some coarse peasant fare—it was high-quality cuisine meticulously prepared by the Xiao family's kitchen.
More importantly, despite eating so much, she hadn't gained any weight—aside from the expected growth of her pregnant belly.
Qin Yueyao took a sip of tea, her face glowing with maternal affection, and replied with a soft smile, "I already had Elder Han check on me this time. He said there's no issue—the child just has an extraordinary constitution. He even told me to eat more."
Upon hearing that, Xiao Zhan nodded slightly, feeling somewhat relieved.
Elder Han was well-versed in medicine and a renowned physician in Wu Tan City. Though he lacked the qualifications of an alchemist, he was still someone even the City Lord wouldn't dare take lightly.
Hearing the couple's conversation, Xiao Yan smiled faintly.
With things as they were now, it wouldn't be necessary to continue like this for much longer.
[You have further refined the Innate Fetal Breathing Art. After days of cultivation and research, you have entered a state of epiphany again. You have created Innate Fetal Breathing Art: Version 2.0!]
[Innate Fetal Breathing Art: Version 2.0—Uses a trace of innate vital energy as a guide. Through the mother's body, it absorbs and refines the energy of heaven and earth into Dou Qi, thereby strengthening the physical constitution and enhancing foundational aptitude.]
[Additionally, as Dou Qi circulates, the mother's body also experiences effects akin to cleansing and marrow refinement, dramatically increasing her own physical constitution and foundational aptitude.]
[Note: Can only be cultivated by a fetus.]
After rereading the Innate Fetal Breathing Art: Version 2.0, a joyful smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face.
This had taken him over a month to achieve.
Originally, he had planned to keep sleeping until he was born.
But the world he currently lived in was far too boring.
And because of the side effects of cultivating the Innate Fetal Breathing Art, his mother had to consume vast amounts of food every day to replenish what the technique drained from her.
Xiao Yan genuinely felt sorry about that.
After all, the Innate Fetal Breathing Art drew energy from the mother's body.
Bored and feeling a bit guilty, he began working on upgrading the technique.
The first hurdle he tackled was making the technique stop absorbing energy directly from the mother—instead, he redesigned it to refine the surrounding natural energy through the mother's body.
In this way, the technique would draw upon the energy of heaven and earth, and his mother would no longer need to eat such excessive amounts of food.
Secondly, he hoped the mother could also benefit from the technique—improving her own aptitude and physical constitution.
Though the effects wouldn't be immediately noticeable in a day or two, over time they would surely result in a complete transformation.
(End of Chapter)