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

The steward's name was Wang Tong. He had been working at the Lingxiao Sword Sect for twenty years. His greatest skill was not swordsmanship, but rather reading people's expressions and demeanor.

He had seen Ji Lingxiao once from afar at the sect's grand ceremony.

Even the slightest hint of that person's aura carried a majesty that ordinary sword cultivators could hardly bear to look directly at.

Why is there a faint sense of similarity between this country woman and me?

Wang Tong squinted and carefully examined Jiang Yining.

Qi Refining Great Perfection? No, his aura is somewhat unstable, as if he has only recently established his foundation and his foundation is not yet stable.

How could such a low-level cultivator possibly be related to that great person?

"Perhaps it's just my imagination," Wang Tong thought to himself, shaking his head.

That lord cultivates the path of ruthlessness, regarding women as nothing, so how could he possibly have any connection with a mortal woman?

Most likely, this woman has been practicing some kind of unorthodox, cold-attribute cultivation technique, and the similarity in their auras is just a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Wang Tong's initial uncertainty gradually dissipated, greed overcame caution, and he resumed his arrogant demeanor.

"You are the head of the Jiang family?"

Wang Tong didn't get up, but just glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

"That's right." Jiang Yining bowed slightly, adopting a very humble posture.

On her way here, she had just learned about the Lingxiao Sword Sect from Jiang Hu.

This is the number one righteous sect.

Even the former city lord had to bow and scrape before the outer disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Not to mention that this time the person who came back was a butler.

The Jiang family is still too weak.

"I heard that three months ago, lightning struck here, killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Wang Tong got straight to the point, his gaze landing on Jiang Yining's face, trying to discern something from it.

"That is indeed true."

Jiang Yining remained calm: "On the day I gave birth, my Jiang family ancestors had a great lightning control array. Perhaps sensing the bloodline crisis, the array protected its master on its own, which is why it attracted the lightning."

"Oh? A grand formation?"

Wang Tong chuckled lightly: "As far as I know, the Jiang family's protective formation has long been abandoned. What kind of formation could possibly possess such power?"

He stood up and walked step by step toward Jiang Yining.

A spiritual pressure belonging to the late Foundation Establishment stage spread out, making the air in the hall thick and suffocating Jiang Yining.

"Patriarch Jiang, let's not beat around the bush. I've come here on orders from the sect to thoroughly investigate the emergence of this extraordinary treasure."

"That thunder contained the might of heaven, which probably cannot be triggered by an array. It is most likely that some kind of thunder-attribute treasure has appeared in the world."

Wang Tong walked up to Jiang Yining, his harsh face very close.

"Hand over the items, and this steward can guarantee your Jiang family's wealth and prosperity, and may even recommend you to join my Lingxiao Sword Sect as an outer disciple. Otherwise..."

He paused, then lightly flicked the longsword at his waist with his finger.

"It seems this place is about to change owners."

The threats in his words were undisguised.

Jiang Yining felt her breathing become somewhat labored.

The pressure from the late Foundation Establishment stage was indeed difficult for her to handle.

"Brew~"

At this moment, Jiang Lei suddenly ran out with a sword in his hand.

Two tiny sparks of electricity were gathering in those purple pupils.

He would attack if the person in front of him made any further moves.

Jiang Yining quickly reached out and pressed her son's little hand down, gently patting his back to calm him down and prevent him from acting impulsively.

This is the Jiang family's territory. If a fight breaks out here, it will cause too much damage to the family.

Moreover, killing this steward might attract even stronger people from the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Now is not the time to completely break ties.

Mei Qiyun arrived shortly afterward, saying, "Young Master, don't be impulsive."

Jiang Yining forced a smile: "The Jiang family consists entirely of women, how could we dare to hoard any precious treasures? That day was indeed a final burst of energy from the formation... but..."

She changed the subject and took out a storage bag from her sleeve.

"While sorting through the Blood Fiend Sect's relics, I found some trinkets."

"I was just thinking about how to hand it over to your clan when the immortal himself came."

Jiang Yining presented the storage bag with both hands.

Wang Tong took it and probed it with his divine sense.

His previously disdainful expression froze, and his breathing quickened.

Two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, plus three mid-grade spirit stones!

This is more than the salary he earned doing hard labor in the sect for ten years!

"Ahem." Wang Tong calmly put away the storage bag, the tension on his face dissipating, and his tone softening considerably.

"Patriarch Jiang, you are very kind."

He raised his hand to pat Jiang Yining's shoulder, but Jiang Yining subtly dodged it by turning her body to the side.

"Since it's a final burst of energy from the formation, that makes sense. The ancient formations are so mysterious that they are beyond our comprehension."

Having received the benefits, Wang Tong was too lazy to investigate the so-called rare treasure any further.

The sect only sent him to check the situation; they didn't specify what they wanted. Even if there were rare treasures, he couldn't keep them.

Being able to make this windfall is already an unexpected joy.

"Thank you for your understanding, Immortal." Jiang Yining breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Problems that can be solved with money are not considered major problems for the time being.

However, just as Wang Tong turned to leave.

His gaze inadvertently swept over the child next to Jiang Yining.

At this moment, Jiang Lei was looking at him with a cold gaze, his purple pupils carrying an unsettling scrutiny.

Wang Tong stopped in his tracks.

"This child..."

He frowned.

"This is my son, Jiang Lei."

Jiang Yining's heart tightened, and she quickly explained, "He has a lightning spiritual root and some talent. Please forgive him, Immortal."

The offspring of the Jiang family with extremely high talent in the Thunder Spirit Root will have a slightly purplish outer ring in their pupils.

Cultivators with other attributes will also have a matching color around the outer ring of their pupils depending on their spiritual root.

However, someone like Jiang Lei, who was born with a perfect Nine Heavens Thunder Body, is not one of those tiny colors on the outer ring.

"You call that a little talent?"

Wang Tong stepped forward and reached out to touch Jiang Lei's face.

"Such a deep eye color is quite remarkable."

Moreover, the child gave him a strange feeling, which made him instinctively want to find out what was going on.

"No need for you to trouble yourself, Immortal!" Mei Qiyun quickly stepped forward to protect the child.

Jiang Yining hurriedly prepared to take out her money again.

"What? Is there something you're hiding, Patriarch Jiang?"

Wang Tong did not retract his hand; instead, he quickened his pace and grabbed Jiang Lei's wrist.

Mei Qiyun quickly stopped them, and the two exchanged hands. Just as Wang Tong's fingers were about to touch Jiang Lei's wrist.

"Crack!" A muffled sound.

Jiang Lei raised his hand and slapped Wang Tong's hand firmly.

This move, though seemingly casual, was surprisingly fast.

Wang Tong felt a piercing pain in the back of his hand, as if he had been hit by something heavy.

He instinctively withdrew his hand and looked down.

My hand was covered in red!

He was a sword cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, whose physical strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, yet he was injured by a child.

"you……"

"No, don't touch me~" Jiang Lei grinned, revealing his pink gums.

He looked innocent and naive, but Wang Tong felt that his expression was mocking him.

"What great strength." Wang Tong's expression changed several times.

He gave Jiang Lei a deep look, then glanced at Jiang Yining, who looked wary.

I increasingly feel that this mother and son are not simple people.

Jiang Yining took out 100,000 low-grade spirit stones and stuffed them into his hand: "I'm sorry, the child is still young."

Wang Tong accepted the spirit stones, thinking that the child's talent was still young, even though they were on the other party's territory.

The sect will reward those who promote promising talents.

If he has exceptional talent, he might even be able to enter the inner sect through this.

"Forget it, I'm not going to argue with a child."

Wang Tong flicked his sleeves, his tone somewhat stiff.

"However, this child seems to have good talent. The sect will recruit disciples again in three years."

"When the time comes, Patriarch Jiang can bring him to give it a try."

After saying that, he didn't linger. He summoned his flying sword, which transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

Only after watching Wang Tong disappear into the horizon did Jiang Yining's tense body slowly relax.

"My darling."

Jiang Yining pinched his cheek helplessly.

They managed to get away with it for now, but Wang Tong's last words were probably more than just polite talk.

He probably wanted to take Jiang Lei to the Lingxiao Sword Sect to become an apprentice.

It is likely that discovering promising talents is also the task of their outer disciples.

But she didn't want to send Jiang Lei to that number one sect.

The son is acting strangely; he can still fool some people in a small place like Qingyun City.

When you go to places where elites gather, many things become harder to explain.

"It seems we need to speed things up."

Jiang Yining's eyes calmed down, revealing a sense of determination.

She must raise her cultivation level to the Golden Core stage, or even higher.

And if you want to quickly improve your cultivation level, besides elixirs, the fastest way is...

"Elder Mei, do you know of any other exceptionally talented young people in Qingyun?"

The topic changed so quickly that Mei Qiyun was a little caught off guard.

Didn't the head of the Jiang family just have a baby?

Why do you want to find a partner again?

Could it be that she's looking for someone to cultivate with? Yes, that must be it.

The Jiang family was in crisis before, and it was only because this girl in front of us cultivated with a demon that her cultivation level increased dramatically, which saved the family from their predicament.

"Patriarch, although dual cultivation leads to faster progress, however..."

Mei Qiyun blushed slightly as she advised, "We cultivators must ultimately rely on our own physical training and qi condensation to stabilize and improve our cultivation level."

Jiang Yining coughed lightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"The elder is right. I was just worried that someone might bully Lei'er in the future because my cultivation is not strong enough."

She vowed never to touch such a "heretical" practice as dual cultivation.

It's just borrowing some of their money to nourish the flowers and fruit trees...