Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Yu Ji swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

Lin Mo then released Ye Meier and turned to look at Yu Ji.

"Thank you for your hard work during this time."

Lin Mo casually waved his hand, and a gentle stream of immortal power lifted Yu Ji, instantly healing the internal injuries she had just suffered from the oppressive force.

Yu Ji felt the surging power within her body and was utterly shocked.

She was just about to ask Lin Mo about his experiences during this time.

Rumble—!

The terrifying phenomenon of Lin Mo forcibly tearing apart the barrier between the two worlds when he descended completely alarmed the secret agents of the Zhenwu Division ten miles away, and even more so the entire capital of Daqian.

Suddenly, more than a dozen extremely powerful beams of spiritual energy burst forth in the night sky.

Followed by.

A piercing sound of something cutting through the air came from all directions.

"My husband—!"

A heart-wrenching scream, mixed with the violent fluctuations of the array, came from the distant horizon.

More than a dozen beams of light crashed to the ground.

The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy stirred up clouds of dust.

As the dust settled, a dozen stunningly beautiful figures appeared outside the altar.

Leading the group was Qin Ruxue, who was dressed in a phoenix robe.

She carried a long sword, looking fierce, but her eyes were red like a rabbit's.

Behind him were Chu Mengyao, Feng Niang, Bai Zhi, Ye Yunshang, Xia Man'er, Xia Ruoling, Xu Wenya and others.

Everyone was fully armed and exuded a murderous aura.

When they saw the man in the center of the altar, dressed in white, unharmed, and whose aura was a hundred times more terrifying than before.

The entire desolate mountain fell into a deathly silence.

Clang.

The long sword in Qin Ruxue's hand fell to the ground.

"Bang."

Xia Man'er smashed the black iron hammer in her hand at her feet, creating a deep pit.

Everyone stared blankly at Lin Mo.

It was as if even breathing had stopped.

Ye Meier tried to get out of Lin Mo's arms, but he held her tightly and she couldn't move.

"What? You haven't seen your husband for a while, and you don't even recognize him anymore?"

Looking at these women who would give their lives for him, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with deep tenderness.

This sentence was like setting off a switch.

"Wow--!"

Xia Man'er was the first to break down, rushing out like a cannonball and throwing herself directly into Lin Mo's arms.

"Brother Lin Mo! You're not dead! You're really not dead!"

She clung tightly to Lin Mo's waist, her tears and snot smearing all over his clean white clothes, crying her heart out.

Followed by.

Ye Yunshang threw away the frying pan, Xu Wenya lifted her skirt, and Xia Ruoling even abandoned her sword.

Gu Ling'er, covered in dust and dirt, squeezed into the crowd.

"Husband! If you had come back even one day later, I would have drained the Great Qian Earth's veins and used them as explosives to blow up the heavens!"

Gu Meng'er followed behind, wiping away her tears and crying softly and cutely.

"My lord, my sister really built a huge cannon..."

A dozen or so women rushed up and surrounded Lin Mo.

"My husband!"

"You bastard, you scared us to death!"

"Waaaaah... I thought I'd never see you again!"

The women burst into tears, venting all the fear, grievances, and longing they had felt during this time.

Lin Mo was surrounded in the middle, letting them punch and hug him.

He didn't use any protective aura, and took the hits of the women's fists head-on.

Qin Ruxue stood there, biting her lip tightly.

Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

She kept herself from breaking down, setting an example for everyone.

But now, looking at that perfectly healthy man.

All pretense crumbled instantly.

Lin Mo patted Xia Man'er in his arms and looked up at Qin Ruxue.

With a flash, he appeared directly in front of Qin Ruxue.

He pulled the stubborn woman into his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ruxue," Lin Mo said softly.

Qin Ruxue buried her face in Lin Mo's chest, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, her shoulders trembling violently.

"You bastard...do you have no idea how scared we are..."

"If you don't come back soon, Fourth Sister is going to blow the sky apart with a cannon!"

Qin Ruxue was crying so hard she could barely breathe, completely losing any semblance of her empressly dignity.

Lin Mo felt a pang of sorrow upon hearing these words.

He could imagine the immense pressure these women had endured during his absence.

"It's alright, I'm back."

Lin Mo gently patted Qin Ruxue's back.

Chu Mengyao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and stepped forward.

"It's good that you're back. Daqian can't do without you, and neither can we... do without you."

Fengniang and Baizhi nodded, their eyes red.

Just then, Ye Yunshang suddenly noticed Luo Xue and You Ruo standing not far behind Lin Mo.

These two women, one with white hair and red eyes, possessed an icy, frosty demeanor.

The other woman had a captivating figure and exuded a subtle, ethereal aura.

"My lord, who are these two...?"

Ye Yunshang narrowed her eyes warily.

She felt that the woman with the hot body looked somewhat familiar.

You Ruo was so frightened that she hid behind Luo Xue, her two fingers nervously twisting together.

Oh no, if they find out that I was the one who kidnapped their husbands, will I be ostracized by everyone?

Luo Xue remained calm, but a complex emotion flashed in her eyes as she looked at the enormous harem.

She knew Lin Mo had a family in the lower realm, but she didn't expect it to be this many times.

Lin Mo coughed twice, just about to explain.

Suddenly, a soft footstep sound came from behind the crowd.

Everyone turned around.

Su Qingyue, dressed in an elegant long dress, walked slowly towards them, supported by Shen Qinghe and Jiang Zhiwei.

Her face was still a little pale, but her eyes were brighter than ever before.

Most importantly, she was carefully holding a red swaddled baby in her arms.

Lin Mo was startled.

He released Qin Ruxue, his gaze fixed on the swaddled baby.

That's his bloodline.

This is his first child from both his previous lives.

Su Qingyue walked up to Lin Mo, her eyes red-rimmed, but a gentle smile on her lips.

"My husband, you're back."

"I'm back."

Lin Mo quickly stepped forward, rubbed his hands vigorously on his clothes, and carefully took the swaddled baby.

Inside the red silk was a plump, white meat dumpling.

The meatballs stared with big, black grape-like eyes.

When she saw the stranger pick her up, she didn't cry; instead, she grinned.

It even blew out a crystal-clear saliva bubble.

"Hey!"

Lin Mo laughed.

Extending a finger, I gently poked the meatball's soft cheek.

"This kid takes after me. I could tell he was handsome from a young age."

A barely perceptible wisp of dark golden immortal energy probed into the baby's body through the fingertip.

Lin Mo's face lit up with joy.

He was born with extraordinary talent.

A trace of primordial chaos still lurks within its body.

If this kid starts cultivating, he might break through even while drinking water.

"What's wrong, husband?"

Seeing Lin Mo's exaggerated expression, Su Qingyue immediately became nervous.

"It's alright, this kid will definitely be a prodigy in the future."

Lin Mo laughed and hugged the child even tighter.

"Honey, you've worked hard."

Su Qingyue's cheeks flushed slightly as she leaned on Lin Mo's shoulder.

"My husband, while you were away, I took it upon myself to give him a name."

"What's your name?"

"Lin An".

Su Qingyue looked down at the child.

"If my husband feels that this name is not powerful enough, we can change it."

Lin Mo shook his head frantically.

"No change, no change. Lin An, Lin An, may you be safe and sound. This name is a million times better than names like Long Aotian or Zhao Ritian."

"I've come to understand a truth now: the most important thing for a family to be together is to be safe and sound."