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

As dusk fell, the night wind in the desolate abyss carried a hint of chill.

But the courtyard in front of the newly built Baiyu Academy was brightly lit at this moment.

A huge round stone table was placed in the center—this was a piece of evergreen granite that Bai Ze had specially carried back from the Stone Forest a hundred miles away to make a show of its strength. Its hardness was comparable to that of a magic weapon, and it was extremely durable.

The table was laden with steaming hot food.

Although the ingredients were limited, mostly spirit beast meat and wild vegetables from the desolate abyss, under Jiang Yining's guidance, and with Situ Kong, who was forced to become a "cook," the dishes were still delicious and visually appealing.

Braised saber-toothed rabbit, steamed Lingquan fish, stir-fried porcupine meat... the aroma was irresistible, making the three little ones drool.

However, no one dared to touch their chopsticks.

Because at this moment, the atmosphere around the dining table was even more tense than when the fight had just taken place.

"I want to sit here."

Ye Wuhen pointed to the spot to Jiang Yining's left, his tone domineering and unquestionable, while holding Sanbao, who was blowing bubbles, in his arms, "A daughter should stay close to her mother."

"joke."

Ji Lingxiao, with a cold face, slammed the Broken Thought Sword into the ground, directly blocking Ye Wuhen's path.

"There is an order of seniority. Da Bao is the eldest son, and I am Da Bao's father. This position should rightfully be mine."

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"When did seniority become the norm?"

Bai Ze plopped down in that spot, saying, "In the illusion, Ningning and I went through a wedding ceremony! I'm the proper husband!"

"How can illusions be taken seriously?"

Chu Jinglan waved his tattered fan, and with a flash, used Confucian and Taoist movement techniques to seize the position to Jiang Yining's right.

"I am Erbao's father and the Imperial Tutor. In terms of status and position, I should sit next to the head of the table."

Four men, fighting over two seats, are about to flip the table again.

Jiang Yining stood in front of the main seat, holding a bowl of soup in her hand. Looking at this group of men who were several thousand years old in total but whose minds seemed to be only three years old, the veins on her forehead throbbed.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Jiang Yining slammed the soup bowl heavily onto the table.

boom!

Although the evergreen granite table wasn't cracked, the dull thud silenced all four men.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Yining crossed her arms and coldly swept her gaze over everyone. "Then let's follow the rules."

"What rules?" Situ Kong poked his head out from under the table, holding a half-eaten radish in his hand, with an expression that suggested he was enjoying the show.

"Points system".

Jiang Yining pulled a small notebook out of her sleeve. This was the "Desolate Abyss Family Member Contribution Points Book" that she had just asked Situ Kong to make.

"In this family, we don't care about one's cultivation level or status, we only care about one's contributions."

Jiang Yining turned to the first page and cleared her throat.

"Ji Lingxiao, your performance in building the house today was poor, deduct 10 points; you were commended for your successful pest control, add 5 points. Your current score is: negative 5 points."

Ji Lingxiao's face instantly darkened: "Negative?"

"Chu Jinglan, you have made a contribution to building the academy, so you get 10 points; however, you were suspected of 'taking a concubine' in the illusion, which was a misunderstanding but caused a bad influence, so you get 5 points deducted. Your current score is 5 points."

Chu Jinglan paused in his fanning, his smile stiffening slightly: "Ningning, that was an illusion..."

"Shut up, any explanation is just a cover-up."

Jiang Yining interrupted her mercilessly.

How could we possibly give him a chance to accumulate more points? If he did, it would be harder to outmaneuver him.

"Bai Ze, you worked hard carrying bricks, so you get five points; but you fought and damaged public property today, so you get ten points deducted. Your current score is: negative five points."

Bai Ze was so aggrieved that his ears almost collapsed.

"Night Without a Trace".

Jiang Yining looked at the Demon Lord: "You've done a good job taking care of the child, so add five points; however, you instigated a war before, which was of a heinous nature, so deduct one hundred points. Your current score is: negative ninety-five points."

Night Without Trace: "..."

He wanted to kill someone.

But when he looked at Sanbao, who was smiling at him in his arms, he swallowed his anger.

"As for Situ Kong..."

Jiang Yining closed the notebook. "Negative score of 10,000. From now on, you're only fit to sit at the kids' table."

Situ Kong: I knew it.

"So," Jiang Yining pointed to the two seats next to her, "they currently have the highest points in this household."

She waved.

"Da Bao, Er Bao, come here."

The two little dumplings who had been watching the show from the sidelines immediately came running over excitedly.

Da Bao Jiang Lei climbed onto the chair on the left without any hesitation, and gave Ji Lingxiao a defiant look: "Move aside."

Ji Lingxiao was so angry that his hands trembled, but looking at his son's face that looked so much like his own, he could only silently back away.

Erbao Chu Anyan sat elegantly on the right, giving Chu Jinglan a sweet smile: "Daddy, the book says that a gentleman does not contend, so please sit across from me."

Chu Jinglan's lips twitched. This child, why doesn't he learn anything good, but only how to make his father angry?

Finally, the seating chart for this chaotic dinner party was finalized.

Jiang Yining sat in the main seat, with Da Bao and Er Bao standing on either side.

Four powerful figures who wielded immense influence in the cultivation world could only squeeze onto the long bench opposite them.

Ji Lingxiao and Bai Ze secretly sparred under the table, kicking each other to grab a slightly more spacious spot in the middle.

Chu Jinglan moved to the side in disgust, afraid of getting his hands dirty with the two men's sweat.

Ye Wuhen sat on the far side, holding Sanbao in his arms, and was also responsible for feeding Sanbao milk—of course, by feeding him demonic energy.

"Have a meal."

Jiang Yining gave the order.

The dinner table instantly turned into a battlefield.

"Ningning, eat this fish. I've removed the bones."

Bai Ze, quick as a flash, picked up a piece of fish and was about to put it into Jiang Yining's bowl.

"Snapped!"

A pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared and knocked the fish meat off the plate.

"Fish is considered a cold food, and Ningning has just given birth, so she shouldn't eat too much of it."

Chu Jinglan smiled and put away his chopsticks, then scooped up a bowl of spirit chicken soup. "It's better to drink soup to nourish your body."

"The chicken soup is too oily," Ji Lingxiao said coldly, a wisp of sword energy... no, it was a precise chopstick that picked up a piece of green vegetable. "Eat something lighter."

"Aren't you guys annoying?"

Ye Wuhen impatiently tucked the three treasures into his arms and placed the entire plate of braised pork directly in front of Jiang Yining: "Help yourself with what you want to eat, why all the nonsense?"

Jiang Yining looked at the mountain of food that had instantly piled up in her bowl, and then at the four men across from her who were eagerly seeking praise.

She sighed and divided the meat in the bowl between Da Bao and Er Bao.

"Eat your own food."

"Anyone who interferes will have ten points deducted."

The world became quiet in an instant.

The four men lowered their heads and ate their rice, their movements perfectly synchronized, as if they were performing some kind of sacred ritual.

Their eyes continued to exchange a sharp, piercing exchange in the air.

Only Ye Wuhen, because he was holding Sanbao in his arms, couldn't free his hands to eat.

Sanbao stared curiously at the plate of braised pork on the table, his heterochromatic eyes wide open.

Although she was only born not long ago, her Chaotic Demon Body allowed her to grow extremely fast, and she is already able to eat some complementary foods.

"Want some?" Ye Wuhen's heart stirred as he looked at his daughter's greedy expression.

This is a great opportunity to show fatherly love!

He clumsily picked up a piece of braised pork, blew on it, and carefully offered it to Sanbao's mouth.

"Ah—open your mouth, Daddy will feed you."

Sanbao opened his mouth and bit down on... the chopsticks.

"Click."

The pair of sandalwood chopsticks broke in two like crispy cookies under Sanbao's teeth.

Sanbao chewed for a moment, then spat out the chopstick fragments and braised pork with disgust.

"..."

That's ancient sandalwood! Its hardness is comparable to black iron!

Ye Wuhen looked at the remaining half of the chopsticks in his hand, but instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! As expected of my son! Such strong teeth! He'll be able to easily bite those hypocritical righteous men to death in the future!"

Ji Lingxiao and Chu Jinglan both turned pale.

Jiang Yining rubbed her forehead.

Can't we even enjoy this meal in peace?

"Night Without Trace, five points deducted," Jiang Yining said ruthlessly. "Inciting minors to commit violence, and also, damaging tableware."

Ye Wuhen's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

He glanced at Jiang Yining, then at his daughter who was still smacking her lips in his arms, and finally silently lowered his head, picked up the piece of braised pork that his daughter had spat out, and stuffed it into his own mouth.

This meal was so bad that I suffered from indigestion.