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

Jiang Yining didn't respond, but instead crossed her arms and asked a question with a half-smile.

"Third Elder, I see you have extraordinary talent and cultivation. May I ask your age this year?"

The air suddenly went silent for a second.

The Third Elder's leg-kicking motion suddenly froze.

His gaze darted around, looking at the roof and then at the crack in the ground.

"Well... for those who cultivate immortality, life is long, and age is just a number, so why bother?"

"Patriarch Jiang, we're looking at the heart, the compatibility of souls!"

"Besides, I'm not that old, I'm in my prime, in my prime!"

The Third Elder puffed out his chest, trying to show off the vitality of his young body.

Jiang Yining raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Bai Ze, who was carrying the person.

"Little White, do you foxes call this what you call a prime of life?"

Bai Ze sneered, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Middle age?"

"He's too ashamed to say it!"

Bai Ze grabbed the Third Elder by the back of his collar, like he was dragging a chicken to be slaughtered.

"Ningning, don't be fooled by this old man."

"When he celebrated his birthday last time, I gave him a three-thousand-year-old blood coral."

"This old fellow is a full 1,500 years old this year!"

"puff--"

Jiang Lei, who was drinking water, spat out a mouthful of tea.

The Jiang family members around gasped in unison, their voices so synchronized they seemed to suck the wind from the desolate abyss dry.

The fox fur comforter in Yu Yuxue's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Her eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost.

"How much...?"

She's only in her early fifties this year, which is considered over fifty among mortals, but in the world of cultivation, she's just a beginner.

1,500 years old?

What does that mean?

That's more than ten times thicker than the Jiang family's genealogy!

She was actually talking about romance and nature with someone who could be her ancestor's ancestor's ancestor.

Yu Yuxue felt a churning in her stomach, a physiological resistance.

"You...you're an old monster?!"

Yu Yuxue retreated repeatedly, hiding directly behind Old Madam Jiang.

The Third Elder's heart broke upon hearing this.

"Yu Meizi! Let me explain!"

"We demons have long lifespans; 1,500 years old is really young!"

"By human conversion, I'm... roughly equivalent to you being forty years old!"

"This is truly the golden age!"

Jiang Yining waved her hand dismissively, as if trying to shoo away a buzzing fly.

"Fifteen hundred years old, and only forty?"

"Then your development is quite slow."

She picked up the fox fur comforter from the ground; although it was warm, it now felt scalding hot to the touch.

"Third Aunt is only fifty years old. You, a thousand five hundred-year-old, should stay away from messing with this young grass in our family."

"This generation gap is so deep that even filling the cracks in the abyss wouldn't be enough to bridge it."

"Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave."

Jiang Yining looked "unlucky".

"Don't let your bad luck ruin the Jiang family's fortune."

The Third Elder was struck dumb.

old?

He, the dignified Third Elder of Qingqiu, was well-preserved with shiny skin and fur, yet he was considered old?!

Bai Ze felt a strange sense of satisfaction seeing Jiang Yining's disgusted expression.

Serves you right for always lecturing me based on your seniority! Now you're getting your comeuppance!

"Did you hear me?"

Bai Ze was in a great mood. He picked up the Third Elder and walked out, his steps becoming lighter.

"If they think you're too old, do they really want me to translate for them?"

"Old man Gu, why don't you come with me to fight in the Southern Wilderness? There, we don't care about looks, we only care how thick-skinned you are!"

"No--!"

The Third Elder let out a piercing scream, his hands flailing wildly in the air.

"I refuse to accept this! Age is not a problem! Height is not a barrier!"

"Let me go! I want to elope with Yu Meizi!"

The Third Elder felt the pull on his neck and, in a fit of desperation, said, "Your Majesty, you're already 1005 years old, and you still want to take advantage of the Jiang family's teenagers... um."

Before Bai Ze could keep quiet, the old man revealed his age!

Didn't you see Ningning complain that they were too old?

That old bastard has no sense of martial ethics! Well then, he won't either!

"Ningning, wait for me to come back!"

Bai Ze unleashed a surge of demonic power, transforming into a whirlwind.

It swept up the still wailing "eighteen-year-old boy" and soared into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon.

Only that mournful echo remained, reverberating through the desolate, empty canyon.

"Yu Meizi—wait for me to come back—"

Yu Li and the other foxes felt ashamed that their elders had made them lose face, so they covered their faces with their sleeves and left with the Demon Emperor.

Yu Yuxue shivered and rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.

"What a terrible thing to do."

Madam Jiang patted her chest, looking terrified.

"Luckily, Ningning found out early, otherwise our family would have had to bring in a thousand-year-old monster as a son-in-law."

The Jiang family members all nodded in agreement.

too frightening.

How psychologically disturbed must this thousand-year-old monster be?

The once noisy abyss gradually quieted down.

Ji Lingxiao stood aside, watching the direction Bai Ze had gone, and snorted coldly.

"Shameless."

He expressed extreme contempt for the Third Elder's sycophantic behavior.

However, when his gaze fell on Jiang Lei.

In those cold eyes, however, a barely perceptible glint of... expectation flashed?

He walked over to Jiang Yining and said seemingly casually, "The wind is strong in this desolate abyss, and Lei'er is too young to withstand the cold."

"My sword energy can insulate against heat and cold, and nourish the meridians."

"Let Rai sleep with me tonight."

Jiang Yining: "..."

Oh man.

They were just laughing at the Third Elder for giving away blankets.

Now I can't help but want to send "human heating" myself?

These are all tsundere types who say one thing but mean another.

"Let's get to work first!"

Jiang Yining clapped her hands: "Everyone, keep working and try to get everyone settled before dark."

She turned around, preparing to check on the progress of the stone houses.

As soon as I turned around, there was a loud "bang".

His forehead slammed directly into a wall of flesh as hard as iron.

A cool, pine scent instantly filled my nostrils.

Jiang Yining covered her forehead, wincing in pain.

"Why are you so close... ouch..."

She looked up at Ji Lingxiao's cold, sculpted face.

This face is truly flawless.

He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a high and straight nose, and skin more delicate than the finest mutton fat jade.

He looked to be in his early twenties.

But... the image of the Third Elder's eighteen-year-old face is still vivid in my mind.

Jiang Yining's eyes instantly sharpened.

With a hint of inquiry, a hint of doubt, and a touch of newly aroused vigilance.

"Speaking of which..."

Jiang Yining's suspicious gaze made Ji Lingxiao's pupils shrink sharply.

"Sword Master, now that we're all partners in the same boat..."

"Shouldn't we reveal some of our secrets?"

She took a step closer, staring intently into Ji Lingxiao's eyes.

"How old are you this year?"

Ji Lingxiao's fingers, hanging at his sides, trembled almost imperceptibly.

The Adam's apple moves up and down.

For the first time, a feeling of "panic" appeared in those eyes that had never held anything but swords.

The wind stopped, and the insects on the ground became still.

Jiang Lei gripped the water glass tightly, and the Jiang family members all pricked up their ears and held their breath.

Ji Lingxiao felt his throat was dry, as if a fire was burning inside.

Jiang Yining's disdainful remark about the Third Elder, calling him "old man," was like an invisible sword hanging over his head.

He only needs to mispronounce one word.

The sword will fall, completely shattering his image in Jiang Yining's heart into that of an "old-fashioned bastard."

He looked into Jiang Yining's clear and bright peach blossom eyes, in which his own seemingly young face was reflected.

lie?