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

Those streaks of light on the horizon were incredibly fast, arriving in the blink of an eye.

The leader was dressed in the moon-white Taoist robe of a direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, standing on a flying sword, with arrogant eyebrows and eyes. He was none other than Lin Qingxue, who had tried to forcibly seize Jiang Lei's sword bone in that dilapidated temple.

She was followed by seven or eight inner disciples, each of them looking menacing.

Jiang Yining narrowed her eyes, her nails digging deeply into her palms as she held her hand hidden in her sleeve.

Enemy road is narrow.

Before the abyss was even built, the debt collectors came knocking.

Jiang Yining quickly glanced at Ji Lingxiao beside her.

Jiang Yining rolled her eyes and instinctively placed her hand on her stomach.

"Ouch……"

Jiang Yining suddenly clutched her stomach and slumped to the side.

"My stomach... my stomach..."

The three babies, who were originally quiet, seemed to be really stimulated and suddenly started churning inside my belly.

A sharp, piercing pain suddenly struck.

This time, she didn't need to act; cold sweat streamed down Jiang Yining's forehead.

Jiang Yining's lips turned deathly pale instantly: "I can't take it... my stomach... my stomach..."

A dense, black demonic aura uncontrollably emanated from Jiang Yining's body.

"What's wrong?!"

Ji Lingxiao's figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages.

He caught Jiang Yining just as she was about to fall to the ground.

"pain……"

Jiang Yining grabbed Ji Lingxiao's sleeve. The demonic energy surged through her body, as if it were about to tear her meridians apart.

Ji Lingxiao's expression changed drastically as his fingers touched her wrist.

An extremely domineering power was surging through Jiang Yining's body, particularly through her dantian.

"Master!"

Lin Qingxue's joyful call came from mid-air.

She had just landed and was about to step forward to pay her respects when she saw that her master, who was usually spotless and had a severe case of mysophobia, was actually holding a woman.

"Master..."

"Wait a minute!"

Ji Lingxiao didn't even raise his head; his phoenix eyes were fixed only on the woman curled up in pain in his arms.

He carried Jiang Yining like a whirlwind, found a stone house, went inside, and cast a spell to create a protective barrier.

"Bang!"

The heavy stone door slammed shut, sending dust flying.

Lin Qingxue's smile froze on her face, and her outstretched hand awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

The disciples behind him looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound.

Was that really their Supreme Elder who was so detached from worldly affairs and regarded all living beings as worthless?

Inside the stone house.

Ji Lingxiao placed Jiang Yining on the stone bed that had just been covered with soft cushions.

He didn't care that there was a bunch of disciples and followers watching outside.

All we know is that Jiang Yining is in a very dangerous state.

If that demonic energy cannot be suppressed, not only will the child be lost, but the mother's body will also be torn apart.

"Bear with it."

Ji Lingxiao sat cross-legged on the stone bed, helped Jiang Yining up, and placed his palms against her back.

The sword intent transformed into the purest and gentlest spiritual flow, continuously flowing into Jiang Yining's body.

Alternating between hot and cold.

Jiang Yining felt as if she had been deep-fried in a pan of oil and then thrown into an ice hole.

But the hands behind my back are very warm.

The heat emanated from through the thin clothing.

She barely opened her eyes and saw Ji Lingxiao's handsome face so close to hers.

The man's forehead was covered in sweat, a few stray hairs clung to his temples, and his brows were furrowed.

"Master?"

Lin Qingxue called out again from outside the door.

Jiang Yining suddenly had a wicked idea.

"grown ups……"

She leaned into Ji Lingxiao's arms.

Her hand wandered up to Ji Lingxiao's neck, her fingertips lightly tracing his bobbing Adam's apple.

"Outside...it's your good disciple knocking on the door."

"Aren't you going to go take a look?"

Ji Lingxiao's body stiffened abruptly.

The action of channeling spiritual energy almost disrupted the rhythm.

"Don't move."

He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse: "Calm down, or you'd better behave if you don't want to die."

"It hurts so much..."

Jiang Yining clung to him and whispered in his ear.

His warm breath sprayed onto his sensitive earlobe, sending a shiver down his spine.

"If your apprentice were to barge in and see us like this..."

"Do you think she might get so angry that she'll draw her sword on the spot?"

Ji Lingxiao closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

What time is it? Still being naughty!

His spiritual energy had already been largely depleted by the previous mountain-opening and land-plowing, and now he had to carefully control his sword intent to suppress the demonic energy, while also having to resist the woman's seduction.

Ji Lingxiao felt that he was undergoing a tribulation, which was even more difficult than the tribulation of lightning.

Outside.

Lin Qingxue stood at the bottom of the stone steps, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword.

"Senior sister, who was that woman just now...?"

A young disciple couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Isn't our master a cultivator of the Path of Ruthlessness? How come he's holding a woman...?"

"Shut up!"

Lin Qingxue turned around abruptly, her eyes fierce: "How dare you interfere in Master's actions!"

"But……"

Another disciple pointed to the tightly closed stone door: "Master has been inside for so long, and even set up a protective barrier..."

"Besides, when I looked at that woman just now, she had a seductive figure and was clearly not a decent person."

"Could it be that a demoness from this desolate abyss has used her seductive arts to bewitch Master?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding disciples became quite interesting.

Gossiping is human nature, and even cultivators are no exception.

Everyone kept their eyes down, seemingly lost in thought, though they dared not speak, their eyes communicating rapidly.

—Master, could it be that your old house is on fire?

—That woman seems to be pregnant?

—Hiss! This is terrifying to think about!

Lin Qingxue was furious when she heard these whispers.

She always considered herself her master's most prized disciple, and even harbored ulterior motives.

But Master was always cold and aloof to everyone.

Now, only men and women live alone inside this stone gate.

Lin Qingxue wanted to rush in several times, but she was afraid of angering her master, so she stopped herself.

She paced back and forth, her boots making a restless "crunching" sound as they stepped on the gravel.

Inside the stone house.

Jiang Yining's lips curled into a mocking smile. This Lin Qingxue was quite tolerant.

"Lingxiao..."

Jiang Yining suddenly sat up and cupped Ji Lingxiao's face in her hands.

The two were extremely close, their noses almost touching.

Her peach blossom eyes were shimmering with tears, carrying a hint of pain, but more so a seductive charm that could steal one's soul.

"Your heart is beating so fast."

"Are you afraid your apprentice will find out?"

At this moment, a fire seemed to ignite in Ji Lingxiao's icy blue eyes.

Reason collapsed to its absolute limit at this moment.

He is a normal man; even if he has cultivated Tao for thousands of years, he is not a stone.

The woman in his arms was soft and fragrant, with a faint scent of milk and herbs that held a fatal attraction for him.

Ji Lingxiao's hand unconsciously tightened, gripping Jiang Yining's slender waist.

The skin beneath my palms is warm and smooth.

With just a little force, I can completely integrate her into my bones and blood.

Jiang Yining felt the strength of the large hand around her waist and felt smug.

Old man, what are you pretending to be so serious about?

She opened her lips...