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

Can……

Ye Wuhen sensed it and confirmed that the blood flowing from the fetus was indeed his original demonic blood; there was no faking it.

Is it...

An even more bizarre thought flashed through Ye Wuhen's mind.

Unless, this woman is not some ordinary cultivator at all.

She herself is the bloodline of a powerful being from the upper realm who was left behind in the lower realm, or... the reincarnation of an ancient being.

Only in this way can the series of illogical events that happened to her be explained.

First, he was able to bear his heart's blood and not die, and then he was able to get entangled with people like Ji Lingxiao and Chu Jinglan.

Now, he has even come up with a "remote pregnancy" that he himself has never heard of before.

interesting.

It's so interesting.

Looking at Jiang Yining's tear-streaked face, Ye Wuhen suddenly chuckled softly.

"Heh...hehehe..."

His laughter echoed in the empty stone chamber, carrying a hint of neurotic madness.

Jiang Yining felt uneasy at his laughter, and her hand gripping his sleeve froze.

"Perhaps it's because your heart's blood entered my body?"

"Although it sounds outrageous."

Jiang Yining nodded, her face filled with sorrow: "But that's the truth. Otherwise, how do you explain the existence of this child? How do you explain all of this that I can't explain either?"

Ye Wuhen straightened up, pinched Jiang Yining's chin, and forced her to raise her head.

"You little liar, this is the price you pay for stealing my heart's blood."

His tone was full of malicious sarcasm: "Do you think my blood is so easy to take?"

Jiang Yining was forced to meet his gaze, her eyes brimming with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Ye Wuhen admired her humiliated yet defiant expression, and his mood inexplicably improved.

"However, don't even think about using this little thing to blackmail me."

He released his grip and casually wiped his fingers, which had just pinched Jiang Yining's chin, as if they were covered in something dirty.

"We demons have always been solitary and have little kinship."

"It's perfectly normal for fathers and sons to eat each other and brothers to kill each other for power."

A cruel smile curved his scarlet lips: "If one day I find this little thing in the way, perhaps... I will crush it with my own hands."

Jiang Yining's face revealed fear and anger at just the right moment.

She didn't expect this madman to have any fatherly love. As long as he didn't try to take the child from her, or even better, never acknowledge the child's existence, everything would be fine.

"You bastard... Don't touch her, I won't use her to ask you for anything!"

Jiang Yining used all her strength to squeeze out this weak curse.

"Thank you for the compliment."

As if hearing some pleasant praise, Ye Wuhen turned around in a good mood and walked towards the stone gate.

He had figured out the whole story and satisfied his curiosity, so he was too lazy to stay with this "troublesome" woman any longer.

The stone door creaked open.

Outside the door, three figures stood there like door gods.

Chu Jinglan stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a black python robe. His refined face showed no trace of a smile, and the golden characters swirling around him took on a sharp edge.

Bai Ze's nine fox tails swept restlessly behind him, his golden beast eyes fixed on the door.

Situ Kong squatted to the side, holding a jade slip in his hand, seemingly recording something, but his ears, which were facing the door, were perked up higher than anyone else's.

The moment the stone door opened, three pairs of eyes immediately fixed on Ye Wuhen.

Ye Wuhen paused, sensing the two undisguised hostility, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

He immediately noticed the expressions on Chu Jinglan and Bai Ze's faces, expressions that seemed to want to devour him alive.

Oh.

Ye Wuhen sneered inwardly.

A bunch of idiots.

Ye Wuhen didn't take their hostility to heart at all and strode out.

He was completely unaware that the meaning behind those three gazes was not the same as the "racism" he had imagined.

Ye Wuhen had no idea that he had unknowingly been burdened with a huge, dark, and morally corrupt label.

The door hadn't even been fully closed yet.

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded inside the stone house.

The entire roof, made of hard black granite, seemed to have been kicked hard from the inside, instantly turning into a shower of rubble that flew in all directions.

Just as Ye Wuhen reached the door, he paused. A piece of gravel the size of a millstone flew past his hair and hit the ground not far away, creating a deep crater.

His lips twitched slightly.

The commotion was so great that it could be said that an ancient, ferocious beast had broken free from its seal.

A chilling, domineering demonic aura emanated from it.

The black mist swirled in mid-air, instantly condensing into a huge black lotus phantom, making the entire desolate abyss resemble a ghostly realm.

Then came a burst of clear, bell-like laughter.

"Giggle giggle..."

The laughter was childish and innocent, yet it had a chilling quality that sent shivers down one's spine.

Jiang Yining collapsed onto the pillow, utterly exhausted, staring at the little meatball floating in mid-air, her eyelids twitching wildly.

It was a beautifully sculpted baby girl.

Her skin was as white as a porcelain doll's, and her tiny hands and feet, as delicate as lotus roots, were kicking wildly in the air.

Most strangely, she had a bright red lotus mark between her eyebrows, and her large eyes were naturally heterochromatic, one pure black and the other blood red.

The baby girl floated in the air, her left hand clutching a wisp of remaining black mist as a toy, while her right hand was happily munching on it in her mouth.

Seeing that someone was looking at her, she was not afraid at all, but instead spat a bubble at Chu Jinglan and Bai Ze.

"puff--"

The bubble floated in the air, and finally burst with a "pop," turning into a wisp of pure demonic energy that burned a black hole the size of a fingernail into Chu Jinglan's priceless black python robe.

Chu Jinglan looked at the hole in his clothes and fell silent.

"It's a girl! A soft, cuddly girl!"

Bai Ze's eyes lit up instantly, and his nine tails swayed so hard he almost took off.

The demon race has always been dominated by males and dominated by females, and the fox race hasn't produced a pure-blooded princess in thousands of years.

Bai Ze didn't care about demonic energy anymore. He rushed forward and opened his arms to hug her.

"Little darling, it's your Uncle Bai, come into Uncle Bai's arms!"

"Snapped!"

A long, powerful hand suddenly appeared and slapped away Bai Ze's hand.

Chu Jinglan stood in front of him with an upright expression.

"The Demon Emperor is clumsy and rough; don't hurt the child."

He skillfully took out a soft brocade handkerchief embroidered with gold cloud patterns from his storage ring, placed it in his hand, and then carefully extended it to the baby girl in the air.

"My darling, it's Daddy... Come to Daddy."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen turned around in astonishment...