Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

[For those who come in Q1, each of you will get a handsome guy, so please don't nitpick the details~]

[Because it's difficult for new books to gain traction these days, the author is currently writing three books a day to make ends meet. This book has a lot of handsome men, so if there are any plot points I've forgotten, please leave a comment and I'll correct them. Thank you to every little angel who reads this!]

"Smash this mourning hall! Let's see if that old bastard will hand over the land deed then!"

A shout, accompanied by the sound of a wooden door shattering, shook the white silk ribbons inside the room.

Jiang Yining felt a sharp pain in her dantian, as if something was draining her life force.

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a dilapidated window frame and a fluttering white banner.

Didn't she die in the apocalypse after being besieged by the zombie king and superhumans while fighting for that piece of mysterious black wood?

Unfamiliar fragments of memory flooded her mind, giving her a splitting headache.

The Jiang family of Qingyun City was once a third-rate cultivation family.

Half a month ago, the Blood Fiend Clan sought revenge, and all the male members of the clan died in battle to protect their family business.

The original owner of this body was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. Seeing her family's decline, she forcibly attempted to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, but went into a qi deviation and died.

This caused all the meridians in this body to be damaged, turning it into a mortal.

"Cough cough...you guys...you're trying to force this old woman's hand!"

Many cries and screams came from the front hall.

Jiang Yining managed to stand up and "saw" a piece of charred, withered wood rooted in her dantian.

The Divine Tree of Ten Thousand Spirits.

The extraordinary treasure she fought desperately for in the apocalypse, which led to her death, unexpectedly traveled through time with her.

However, this sacred tree seemed to be extremely withered at this moment, with its bark cracked and exuding an aura of lifelessness.

[I'm hungry, give me nutrients!]

It was conveying a message to Jiang Yining.

Anything that is the flesh and blood of the strong can become its nourishment.

If it doesn't find an energy source to replenish itself quickly, it will drain its host dry.

But once it absorbs enough nutrients, it can flower and bear fruit.

The Myriad Spirit Fruit can heal injuries, enhance cultivation, and improve talent!

But now that it's integrated into her body, the fruit can't detach itself freely, so she has to bear the fruit?

No, no, she's not human, she wasn't born human?

Only by having children can one become stronger?

Jiang Yining's expression was strange for a moment.

"Old Granny Jiang, the Blood Fiend Sect's final ultimatum is tomorrow at noon."

Outside the door, a burly man with a face full of scars strode across the threshold.

He was carrying a nine-ringed broadsword, and the back of the blade made a loud slapping sound as he slapped his palm.

"If you don't sign and put your fingerprints on this agreement today, and vacate your ancestral home, tomorrow it will be our young sect leader who comes."

Behind Zhao San were a dozen or so cultivators who looked like thugs. Although their cultivation levels were low, they were enough to deal with the old, weak, women and children in the room.

The old matriarch of the Jiang family slumped on the prayer mat, her withered fingers tightly gripping her deceased husband's memorial tablet, her cloudy old eyes brimming with tears.

"This is the last vestige of the Jiang family's legacy... You're severing our family's roots!"

Zhao San sneered and raised his foot to kick over the ever-burning lamp in front of him.

"Extinct roots? All the men in your Jiang family are dead, leaving only you women and the old, weak, and disabled. You think you can hold onto this auspicious land? Dream on!"

The mud-covered boot traced an arc in the air.

With a "ding," a small knife flew quickly, causing Zhao San to take a step back to avoid being stabbed in the foot.

A pale hand gently rested on the flickering eternal lamp.

Jiang Yining walked up to her grandmother.

Wearing a loose mourning dress, he looked even thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

But she stood there, her back straight, like a resilient green bamboo.

"All I want is a house, why make things more difficult?"

Jiang Yining's eyes held a hint of coldness.

Zhao San paused, his gaze falling on Jiang Yining's pale but still undeniably beautiful face.

The red mole between her eyebrows stood out strikingly against her snow-white skin.

It is said that women look best in simple clothes, as simple plain clothes can accentuate a woman's beautiful figure and slender waist.

A hint of undisguised greed flashed in Zhao San's eyes.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Jiang? I heard you went crazy from practicing martial arts? Looks like the rumors were wrong."

Zhao San knew that his young master also wanted to pluck this delicate flower, and if he could taste it beforehand...

"How about you come with me, Miss? As long as you keep me happy, I might let you stay in this house for a couple more days."

The thugs behind him burst into laughter.

Jiang Yining's expression didn't change much.

Having witnessed far uglier human nature in the apocalypse, this level of verbal provocation was insignificant to her.

However, with this body that has lost all its cultivation, it is no match for the cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining in front of it.

"Three days."

Jiang Yining held up three fingers, her tone calm.

Zhao San was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Are you trying to bargain with me?"

"This is not about bargaining."

Jiang Yining slightly raised her lips, the wind swirling around her clothes, creating wisps of smoke as it rose.

Her ethereal and majestic appearance drew admiration from everyone, proving she truly deserved to be called the most beautiful woman in Qingyun City.

"The Jiang family's ancestral home has a protective array. Although it is incomplete, if we fight to the death and self-destruct the array's core, what your Blood Fiend Sect wants to obtain may only become ruins."

Zhao San's laughter stopped, and the fat on his face twitched.

The Jiang family does indeed have a formation; if they really did self-destruct...

The sect leader wanted the complete Jiang Family Grotto Heaven, not a pile of rubble.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhao San narrowed his triangular eyes, his face revealing a fierce glint.

I'm giving you a way out.

Jiang Yining casually patted the incense ash off her cuffs.

"Three days from now, the Jiang family will move out of Qingyun City and hand over the land deed with both hands. This will save the Blood Fiend Sect from having to fight, isn't that better?"

"Ning'er! You mustn't!"

The old grandmother behind him let out a mournful cry, struggling to stand up: "This is what your father and grandfather risked their lives for..."

Jiang Yining didn't turn around, but simply made a downward pressing gesture with her hand behind her back.

The old grandmother seemed to be soothed by an invisible force, and subconsciously stopped crying.

Zhao San looked at Jiang Yining suspiciously.

This woman seems a little different than before.

Jiang Yining in the past, although she had some talent, was too soft-hearted and stubborn.

She stood there, emanating no spiritual energy, yet Zhao San felt a strange unease.

"good!"

After weighing the options, Zhao San snorted coldly.

"Three days! If you haven't moved out by then, don't blame me for being ruthless and selling your delicate young lady to a brothel to pay off my debts!"

After he finished speaking, he spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground and turned to leave with his men.

Only when the footsteps of that group of people completely disappeared did Jiang Yining's tense back relax slightly.

"puff--"

A mouthful of dark red blood gushed from her mouth, staining the white silk ribbon on her chest.

"Ning'er!"

The grandmother rushed over in a panic and supported her swaying granddaughter.

Several aunts and sisters also gathered around.

"Three days, where can we go in three days!"

Jiang Yining wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the desperate faces in front of her. Since she had borrowed the original owner's body, protecting her family would be a way of repaying this debt.

"If I can't come up with a solution in three days, we'll have to leave. Otherwise, we'll become fish on the chopping block of the Blood Fiend Sect."

As soon as she came out, the withered wood in her dantian trembled.

A powerful energy was sensed emerging outside Qingyun City.

That was a top-tier expert.

As long as a bit of flesh and blood can be obtained from a powerful person, even just a few strands of hair, the spiritual energy contained within can revive a withered tree and repair her body, giving the Jiang family a glimmer of hope.

"Grandmother, I need to go to the Cold Abyss."

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Yining's fair and delicate face.

The old woman was stunned: "What are you going to do? That Cold Abyss is a deadly place; I've heard that even Golden Core cultivators who go in may not come out!"

Jiang Yining looked at the mountains in the distance that were gradually swallowed by the night.

Her eyes were like those of a wolf that had been starving for a long time, finally spotting its prey.

"I'll go and find a way for the Jiang family to survive."

In any era, to survive, you have to fight and strive.

Sitting idly by and waiting for death has never been her style.

To survive, she was willing to brave even the most dangerous and dangerous places ahead.