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

"Cough cough cough—"

Jiang Yining almost choked to death on her own saliva.

She stared wide-eyed at her second aunt, as if she were looking at an alien.

At this moment.

The battlefield, which was originally filled with the smell of blood, was once again filled with hundreds of little ears focused on gossip.

The wind stopped, the trees fell silent, and even a few vultures in the distance, waiting to feast on carrion, hovered awkwardly in mid-air, their wing flapping slowed by half a beat.

"Male concubine?"

A cold snort, like the shattering of ten thousand years of ice.

The longsword in Ji Lingxiao's hand emitted a clear, melodious hum, and the air around the sword instantly distorted.

His beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint in them.

Her gaze swept coldly over the group of fox-clan beauties dressed in bright colors and heavily made up.

"Them?"

These four words are not very offensive, but extremely insulting.

The handsome fox-clan man named Yu Li, dressed in a pink silk robe, dropped his jade-bone fan with a "thud" to the ground.

He clutched his chest, looking at Jiang Yining with a pitiful expression that said, "I'm hurt."

"Miss Jiang... Although my cultivation is inferior to that of the Sword Master, I am gentle and considerate, unlike some people who are as cold as stone and have no idea how to serve others."

When Yu Li spoke, her eyes sparkled, and she deliberately softened her voice, trying to showcase the charm of the fox clan.

"Shut up."

Bai Ze also yelled in annoyance.

He, the dignified Demon Emperor, has not yet successfully ascended to the throne, and these misfits sent by the elders actually dare to overtake him, the leader.

He tossed his beautiful long hair, walked to Jiang Yining's side, and nudged Yu Li aside with his shoulder.

Jiang Yining unconsciously put her hand to her forehead, feeling that men's IQ would also drop when they fell in love.

"Second Aunt, these."

Jiang Yining rubbed her temples and explained helplessly, "These are friends who came to help us enter the Desolate Abyss..."

Aunt Jiang opened her mouth wide and glanced over the group of handsome men with fair skin and nails that were even more meticulously manicured than those of women.

Then he looked at the sword master, who was dressed in white as snow and seemed to be about to ascend to heaven at any moment.

And then there's that demon emperor who exudes an aura of "I'm the boss."

"Ningning, you don't need to explain, your second aunt understands."

Aunt Jiang gave Jiang Yining a kind smile that said, "I understand, don't be shy," and patted her hand.

She lowered her voice and whispered in his ear, "Our Jiang family is different now. You're the head of the family, so raising a few... is for the continuation of the family line. Your second aunt supports you!"

"Look at us, the Jiang family already has very few men, and now it's even more..."

As Aunt Jiang spoke, she secretly glanced at Bai Ze, lowering her voice even further.

"This breed is good; the children born from it will definitely have good genes."

Jiang Yining: "..."

My second aunt is just an ordinary person; she has no idea how sharp the eyes and ears of the big shots here are.

Her words probably reached the ears of those two men without missing a single one.

Jiang Yining must have been interested in Bai Ze's blood when they first met, but things have changed over time.

She's now occupying Bai Ze's land; what if she steals this neighboring grass?

Getting involved with the older, middle-aged, and younger foxes behind you seems like it could be a bit troublesome.

It would be best to steal someone like Ye Wuhen, who is arrogant and conceited, or Ji Lingxiao, who is a "cold and aloof innocent flower" who likes to be alone, doesn't have a family, and is easier to fool.

Oh wait, the Lingxiao Sword Sect behind Ji Lingxiao is also a problem.

Keep a close eye on Jiang Lei, and make sure he doesn't acknowledge you as his father.

What if his future sister or brother is a demon, and the righteous Lingxiao Sword Sect asks him to righteously destroy the demon?

Jiang Yining gave her second aunt an awkward yet polite smile.

"Second Aunt, they are... they are the newly recruited guest elders of our Jiang family."

"Yes, the guest elder is in charge of our security and... infrastructure work."

Aunt Jiang looked at the group with suspicion.

"Guest Elder?"

She tugged at Jiang Yining's sleeve again and whispered in her ear, "Shouldn't we get a monthly allowance too?"

"Where would we find the spare money to support such high-ranking elders?"

Jiang Yining waved her hand, her face full of righteous indignation.

"They don't want any money. They all admire the integrity of our Jiang family and came to help voluntarily."

"From now on, when addressing others, just call them Elder Ji and Elder Bai. As for your elders, just call them Xiao Xiao and Xiao Ze."

"Is that right, you two?"

Jiang Yining turned her head and looked at Ji Lingxiao and Bai Ze with a smile.

His eyes, however, carried a blatant threat.

Ji Lingxiao snorted coldly and turned his head away, which was taken as tacit agreement.

That was his son's elder, and he should indeed greet him as a junior.

Ji Lingxiao thought for a moment, and still politely cupped his hands in a slight bow.

Second Aunt.

Bai Ze stared at Ji Lingxiao in astonishment, feeling that when he first met Ji Lingxiao and Jiang Yining, Ji Lingxiao still had that aloof demeanor.

It hasn't been long, and even a dignified Sword Master is bowing to a mortal!

Even someone with an icy demeanor is lowering themselves like this...

Bai Ze blinked at Jiang Yining with a pitiful look, as if to say, "Can't you mention our more intimate relationship?"

Seeing that Jiang Yining remained silent, he could only nod reluctantly in the end.

"Yes...we did it voluntarily."

Aunt Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

"It's fine as long as it's free, it's fine as long as it's free."

She manages the household affairs of the Jiang family, and she is very frugal with the family's expenses, for fear that there won't be enough in case of an emergency.

In the past, when the men of the Jiang family were alive, they were generous, helping the common people and low-level cultivators.

These lousy men, they don't know anything about daily life, they only care about their own reputation and image.

He turned around and died; his wife and children almost became someone else's slaves.

If it weren't for Ningning's "diligent cultivation and arduous child-rearing," the men of the Jiang family would have been buried in a green meadow long ago!

However, Aunt Jiang certainly wouldn't dare to order the two venerable ones around.

She instantly switched into the role of a housekeeper, pointing to the spoils scattered on the ground and giving instructions to the twenty "laborers" behind her.

"You twenty guys in the back, stop posing and get moving!"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and help move these things!"

"Hey, you in pink... what are you doing wearing pink armor, you big man? Stop standing there, it looks kind of cold."

"Go, carry those dead demon wolves."

"And that one who looks especially like a fox spirit, go and move those boxes of herbs to the car."

The fox-clan men who were named looked at each other, their faces full of resistance.

They're here to vie for favor, not to be mere porters!

Just then, Jiang Lei came running over with his short legs.

He was also dragging a wolf's leg that was bigger than his body.

Her face turned bright red, and her forehead was covered in sweat, but she dragged herself into the car without saying a word.

Jiang Yining stood to the side, arms crossed, and spoke coolly.

"Oh, my poor son."

"He's only one year old and he has to do this kind of heavy work."

"She really doesn't have a father who loves her; she has to take charge of the household at such a young age."

"Unlike some people, who have a lot of strength but are not even as good as a child."

This statement is extremely damaging.

Ji Lingxiao and Bai Ze both felt as if they had been shot in the knee.