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

Jiang Yining snapped out of her daze and shook her head seriously.

"How could that be? I'm just jealous of his...talent."

Ji Lingxiao became increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed.

Every time a deadly sword move was unleashed, Situ Kong would somehow manage to twist his body and dodge it with incredible agility.

It's like a slippery loach.

A white figure darted out from the roof of the stone house.

"Situ Kong!!"

Bai Ze had long disliked this blind man and took this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Nine fox tails swept over, completely sealing off Situ Kong's space to move.

"Two against one? Have you no shame?!"

Situ Kong let out a strange cry, and the tortoise shell in his hand spun wildly, emitting a large amount of golden light.

With Bai Ze joining the fray, the previously one-sided situation instantly turned into a chaotic melee.

Jiang Yining looked at the spells flying everywhere and rubbed her temples in exasperation.

Just when things were in complete chaos...

The void suddenly cracked open.

Crimson demonic clouds rolled in, as if they would devour the entire world.

Ye Wuhen was dressed in red, his robes wide open, revealing his strong chest. He stood barefoot in the void, with strange blood lotuses blooming beneath his feet.

The previous nonchalance was gone from that eerie face; instead, it carried a chilling solemnity.

He didn't look at the three fighting; his scarlet eyes were fixed on Sanbao, who was chewing on his toes in the cradle.

Chaotic Demon Body.

Ye Wuhen recalled the Grand Elder's excitement when they were about to leave the Demon Realm.

"Your Majesty! That child is one of only two Chaos Demonic Bodies in this world."

"If you can devour it, you might greatly increase your strength and be able to ignore the suppression of the Heavenly Dao in the Floating Realm."

Ye Wuhen was still holding the newly made bracelet in his hand, and hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

In the end, he didn't leave. He returned to the Demon Clan's forbidden area and spent three whole days studying ancient texts, eventually finding a way to devour.

According to the methods in ancient books, if one can use that child to fill the void within oneself, one will definitely be able to directly break through to the late Mahayana stage.

Ye Wuhen has been stuck in the late stage of the Fusion Formation for a full three hundred years.

This Heavenly Dao is like a giant cage, tightly restricting his power.

No, and it wasn't just him.

All cultivators in the Integration Stage who wish to break through to the Mahayana Stage will receive this treatment.

Ancient records state that the Floating Cloud Realm is merely a lower-level, second-tier small world, and the Integration Stage is already the maximum level of existence allowed here.

How could Ye Wuhen be willing to die after cultivating for a thousand years and reaching the peak?

Five years ago, during his tribulation, if he hadn't used all his trump cards, he would have been annihilated by the Heavenly Dao's scheme.

Later, Ye Wuhen consulted Situ Kong for a divination, which predicted that he would have a breakthrough opportunity within ten years.

So this is the child.

"My dear daughter, the demon race is a dog-eat-dog world."

Ye Wuhen chuckled softly, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared directly above the cradle, his long, slender, white hand reaching out to grab the child without hesitation.

"Night Without a Trace! How dare you!"

Jiang Yining's pupils shrank sharply, and her Golden Core stage spiritual power surged wildly, causing countless vines to rise from the ground in an attempt to block her.

However, in the face of a powerful being at the Integration Stage, these vines were as fragile as paper.

"Get out of here."

With a casual wave of his hand, Ye Wuhen's black demonic flames instantly burned the vines to ashes.

It looked like that evil claw was about to touch Sanbao.

"Buzz!"

A righteous aura transformed into a golden wall of text, forcefully blocking the demonic claws.

"Even tigers don't eat their cubs, Ye Wuhen, you're worse than an animal!"

Chu Jinglan held a folding fan in front of the cradle, his face ashen.

Ji Lingxiao and Bai Ze, who were engaged in a fierce battle with Situ Kong, also noticed the unusual change on this side.

"Night Without a Trace!"

Ji Lingxiao spun his longsword, unleashing a terrifying sword aura that traversed a hundred feet, slashing straight at Ye Wuhen's back.

Bai Ze spread its nine tails, transforming into nine streams of light that blocked all of Ye Wuhen's escape routes.

"You want to harm Ningning's child?"

Bai Ze's handsome face was filled with murderous intent.

"Let's ask if I, the Emperor, will agree first!"

Nightless was forced to retreat to defend.

He retreated rapidly, a blood-red scythe materializing in his hand, barely managing to block the three's combined attack.

"Bang!"

The shockwave exploded.

Ye Wuhen was thrown back dozens of feet by the shock before he could finally regain his footing.

He shook his slightly numb wrist, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Aren't you three being a bit too nosy?"

Ye Wuhen coldly replied, "This is my child. I can do whatever I want with him. What right do you outsiders have to interfere?"

"Since the child calls me father..."

Chu Jinglan's face was cold and stern: "Those are members of my Chu family."

"fart!"

Bai Ze retorted, "He's clearly calling me! I'm the godfather!"

Ji Lingxiao didn't speak, but silently stood in front of Jiang Yining, the Wentian Sword in his hand humming.

Jiang Yining picked up the child and stepped behind them.

That damned demon Ye Wuhen, he clearly had a soft spot for Sanbao before, how come he changed his mind as soon as he got back?

Ye Wuhen looked around.

Ji Lingxiao, early stage of the Fusion Realm, a sword cultivator, and the best in offensive combat.

Chu Jinglan, in the early stage of the Integration Realm, is a half-saint of Confucianism and Taoism, and his methods are unpredictable.

Bai Ze, mid-stage of the Fusion Realm, possesses a powerful physical body among demons.

One against three.

Even if he were the Demon Lord, he wouldn't gain the slightest advantage.

Forcibly taking it is definitely not an option.

Ye Wuhen's scarlet eyes darted around, and his gaze suddenly fell on Situ Kong, who was not far away and was preparing to sneak away.

"blind."

Ye Wuhen suddenly spoke.

Situ Kong paused, muttering a curse under his breath, and turned around with a blank expression.

"Huh? Who called me? I can't hear you, I'm blind."

A wicked smile curled at the corner of Ye Wuhen's lips.

"As long as you help me hold off these three good-for-nothings, I'll take the child away."

"I will give you half of the assets in the Demon Realm Treasury."

The air fell silent instantly.

Half of the assets?

What does that mean?

Although the Demon Realm has a harsh environment, it is rich in various rare ores, magic crystals, and poisonous herbs.

Over thousands of years, that would be an enormous fortune, enough to rival the wealth of a nation!

Ji Lingxiao frowned: "Situ Kong, don't be reckless."

Chu Jinglan also said in a deep voice, "A gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way."

Bai Ze went even further, threatening, "If you dare help him, I'll go and tear down the other half of the tiles in your Heavenly Mystery Pavilion!"

Situ Kong stood there, his expression shifting unpredictably.

Struggling and hesitating? No, he's doing the math.

"that……"

Situ Kong swallowed hard: "Ye Wuhen's words are not enough; a deposit must be paid first."

Without saying a word, Ye Wuhen took out a black storage ring from his pocket and threw it over.

"This contains a million top-grade spirit stones, which can be considered a deposit."

Situ Kong caught the ring and scanned it with his divine sense.

That face, which had previously carried a hint of superiority, instantly blossomed into a wide smile.

"Alright!"

Situ Kong held his bamboo staff horizontally, and in a flash, he stood directly next to Ye Wuhen.

He faced Ji Lingxiao and the other two with an upright and dignified expression.

"I'm sorry, all of you."

"It's not that I'm disloyal, it's just... he gave me too much."

"There are thousands of mouths to feed in the Tianji Pavilion; I was forced into this situation!"

Jiang Yining stood at the entrance of the stone house, watching this scene, her teeth itching with anger.

"Situ Kong! I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!"

Situ Kong coughed lightly, his handsome face quite deceptive.

"Miss Jiang, we fortune tellers are by nature defying the will of Heaven."

"Being punished by heaven is commonplace for me; as long as the money's right, I'd rather be struck by lightning than take a bath!"

The situation reversed instantly.

The original three-on-one situation turned into two-on-three.