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

"rise--!!"

With a roar, Bai Ze's arms bulged with veins, and he actually managed to lift a boulder weighing tens of thousands of kilograms.

The boulder was dozens of times larger than him, yet it seemed like a toy in his hands.

"Go get it!"

Bai Ze twisted his waist and precisely smashed the boulder onto the platform that Ji Lingxiao had just leveled.

"Thump!"

The earth trembled.

Bai Ze shook the sweat off his brow, grinned at Jiang Yining, revealing a set of big white teeth, and deliberately twitched his chest muscles a couple of times.

"Ningning! Look how strong I am! From now on, I'll take care of all the heavy chores around the house! I promise I won't let you get tired!"

Jiang Yining finally raised her head and glanced at it.

"Hmm, not bad."

There are only three words.

But Bai Ze was already so happy he was practically ecstatic. If his tail had a physical form, it could probably flatten the foundation.

Chu Jinglan stood aside, looking at the two brutes who only knew how to use brute force, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He held a scroll of array diagrams he had found somewhere, while his other hand constantly calculated the directions.

"vulgar."

Chu Jinglan shook his head, then took a step forward, and his righteous energy transformed into countless golden characters, which flew and arranged in the air.

"A 'Spirit Gathering Array' should be set up here to draw spiritual energy from all directions; a 'Defense Array' should be set up over there, which cannot be broken by anyone other than a Great Ascension Stage cultivator; and here..."

With a light tap of his fingertip, Chu Jinglan caused the golden characters to take root and instantly transform into exquisite array foundation stones.

The once desolate ruins were transformed into a vibrant place under the influence of this formation, with even the withered plants sprouting new buds.

"Ningning."

Chu Jinglan turned around and smiled gently, "A home should not only be sturdy, but also comfortable."

"The 'Vast Mountains and Rivers Formation' I designed is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it can also nourish the soul, making it the most suitable place for you and your children to live."

This directly elevates the quality of life to a whole new level.

Jiang Yining nodded, her eyes showing approval: "You've thought of everything."

Chu Jinglan's smile deepened as he glanced provocatively at Ji Lingxiao and Bai Ze.

See that? This is the proper structure of an empress.

Just as the three were arguing fiercely...

In the corner, a chilling demonic aura was quietly surging.

Ye Wuhen sat cross-legged on a black rock, his face somewhat pale.

He did not participate in those "rough jobs".

In his arms, Sanbao was opening its little mouth like a bottomless pit, greedily devouring the purest primordial demonic energy from Ye Wuhen's body.

That was the power refined from the Demon Lord's heart's blood. It was highly poisonous to ordinary cultivators, but for the Three Treasures, who possessed the Chaotic Demon Body, it was the best milk powder.

As demonic energy was channeled in, Sanbao's originally weak aura began to rise rapidly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his little face. He would occasionally reach out his chubby little hands to grab Ye Wuhen's face.

Ye Wuhen let her hold him, and his phoenix eyes, which were always filled with violence, were strangely calm at this moment.

"Is the Demon Lord acting as... a wet nurse?"

Situ Kong was carrying a log as he passed by when he couldn't help but mutter something recklessly.

next second.

A black demonic fire appeared out of thin air and precisely burned off Situ Kong's eyebrows.

"If you say another word, I'll rip your tongue out." Ye Wuhen didn't even raise his head, his voice chilling.

Situ Kong covered his bald eyebrows and ran away with a mournful face.

Ye Wuhen looked at the child in his arms, then at Jiang Yining, who was directing the crowd in the distance.

This feeling... is very strange.

He had been a killer all his life, and he had previously planned to devour this daughter.

I never imagined that one day I would give up the opportunity to gain great power for a woman.

But he didn't dislike it.

There was even... a secret pleasure.

It's as if that shattered dream in the illusion is being pieced back together little by little.

"A wall needs to be built here."

Jiang Yining's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

She pointed to the center of the platform that Ji Lingxiao had just leveled and drew a line.

"Separate this area."

"Why?" the four men asked at the same time.

Jiang Yining said matter-of-factly, "This is my master bedroom, and that's the children's room. We need to have our own private space."

"And what about us?" Bai Ze pointed to himself. "Where do we live?"

Jiang Yining blinked and pointed to the outermost ring of pigsties that had just been built... oh no, the wall.

"Isn't there some empty space over there? Let's build a shed and make do."

The mighty Sword Master, Demon Emperor, Confucian Sage, and Demon Lord actually have to live in a shack?

"No way!" Ji Lingxiao was the first to object. "I want to live next door to you."

"Me too!" Bai Ze shouted. "I want to live next door too! I want to stay with Ningning!"

"There are only two rooms next door," Chu Jinglan stated calmly. "It should be me; I am her husband..."

"Get lost!" Bai Ze roared. "This isn't an illusion; it's the edge of my demon realm! Let's settle this with our fists! Whoever wins gets to live here!"

"Then let's fight!"

It looks like another full-blown brawl is about to break out.

"Wow--!!!"

A loud cry instantly silenced the entire room.

The four men froze instantly, all turning to look at the exquisitely beautiful baby girl.

Jiang Yining walked over, took the child from Ye Wuhen's arms, and skillfully soothed him.

Then, she raised her head and looked at these arrogant men with a half-smile.

"Want to move into the main house?"

The four men nodded frantically.

"Then let's see how they perform." Jiang Yining turned around, leaving them with a cold and aloof back view. "Their current performance scores... are all failing."

Watching Jiang Yining leave with the child.

The four men, standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, exchanged glances.

In that instant, the tense atmosphere changed.

A flame called "involution" burns fiercely in their eyes.

Performance score?

Then we'll crush you all!

No one can take my place in Ningning's heart!

Soon another major achievement emerged.

Ji Lingxiao stood in front of the newly completed "mansion," his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised. His handsome face, which was usually icy, now revealed a hint of arrogance, as if he were waiting for praise.

This is a palace entirely carved from obsidian.

Not a single nail was used, not a drop of mud was used.

It was entirely due to his unparalleled mastery of the Supreme Emotionless Sword Intent that he was able to cut, hollow out, and carve the entire massive obsidian mountain.

The wall surface is so smooth and flat that it can even reflect a person's image.

The eaves are upturned, and every corner is so sharp it could cut your finger.

The entire building exudes a cold and aloof aura, and it is practically the architectural embodiment of Ji Lingxiao himself.

"Ningning."

When Ji Lingxiao saw Jiang Yining leading the child over, he immediately stepped aside, making way for his masterpiece behind him.

"It's finished."

He even glanced at Bai Ze, who was playing with mud next to him, out of the corner of his eye, his eyes filled with the overwhelming sense of how technical skill could completely overpower physical strength.

The mud in Bai Ze's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Chu Jinglan stopped drawing the half-finished array diagram in his hand.

Even Situ Kong, who was struggling to make contact, stared wide-eyed at the black palace that reflected a cold light in the sunlight.

Jiang Yining glanced at the magnificent building.

It is indeed magnificent, completely black, solemn and dignified. In any sect, it would be the perfect place to enshrine the spirit tablet of the ancestral master.

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

Ji Lingxiao made a "please" gesture, his tone carrying a certainty.

Jiang Yining, holding Da Bao and Er Bao's hands, stepped through the gate.

As soon as I stepped across the threshold, a bone-chilling cold instantly shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

"Achoo—!!"

Jiang Lei sneezed loudly, and snot bubbles came out of his nose.

Chu Anyan shrank his neck, silently circulating the Purple Star Emperor Qi within his body to ward off the cold, and also hid behind Jiang Yining.

"Mommy, it's so cold."

Da Bao sniffed and reached out his little hand to touch the wall.

"Don't touch it!"

Jiang Yining reacted quickly and grabbed her son's hand.

Just as Da Bao's finger was half an inch away from the wall, a fine layer of frost had already condensed in the air.

That wasn't a wall at all; it was sword energy.

In pursuit of sturdiness and perfection, Ji Lingxiao infused his sword intent into every inch of the stone.

This house is indeed indestructible; even a full-force attack from a Mahayana cultivator would likely leave no mark.

The problem is, this thing doesn't protect its owner.

If an ordinary person stayed inside for even a short while, they would definitely be sliced ​​into sashimi by these ubiquitous sword energies.

Jiang Yining released Da Bao's hand and turned to look at Ji Lingxiao who had followed her in.

Ji Lingxiao is still waiting for the evaluation.

"Is this the house you built?" Jiang Yining asked.

"nature."

Ji Lingxiao nodded, even pointing to the bed that looked rock hard: "I used ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Jade Marrow on that bed. Sleeping on it while cultivating can suppress inner demons and allow you to progress by leaps and bounds in a day."

Jiang Yining walked to the bedside.

Before I even touched the edge of the bed, my fingertips felt a sharp pain.

"Ji Lingxiao".

Jiang Yining withdrew her hand and looked at him speechlessly.

"Do you want me and the children to live here, or do you want to freeze us in place and preserve us for tens of thousands of years?"