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

The market opened for half a month and started making a fortune every day.

Inside the most luxurious main hall in the center of the desolate abyss, Jiang Yining was nestled on a specially made golden nanmu soft couch, holding the account book that Butler Zhao had just handed over.

Fingertips swept across a dazzling array of numbers, each pause representing a huge sum of spirit stones entering the account.

"vomit--"

A sudden wave of nausea washed over me without warning.

Jiang Yining flicked her vermilion pen and poked a glaring red dot into the priceless ledger.

She clutched her chest abruptly, her brows furrowing. That familiar, intensely thirsty feeling of energy depletion instantly swept over her, as if a black hole in her dantian was frantically devouring her life force.

It's that feeling again.

Moreover, this time, it seems to be several times more intense than when I was pregnant with my first, second, or even third child.

"Ningning!"

A white shadow flashed by in an instant.

Bai Ze threw down the foundation stone he had just moved halfway and rushed to Jiang Yining like a gust of wind, still holding half a spirit fruit that he hadn't finished eating, with some dirt still on it.

"What's wrong? Is this fruit poisonous?"

Bai Ze nervously tried to crush the fruit in his hand, his golden vertical pupils instantly contracting: "I'm going to wreck that fruit stall right now! They dare sell poisonous fruit in the Desolate Abyss? They're tired of living!"

"Don't shake me, I'm dizzy."

Jiang Yining slapped away his muddy hands, her face pale and her lips bloodless.

The next second, three figures appeared out of thin air, and the resulting wind pressure made the ledgers rustle.

The Severing Thoughts Sword in Ji Lingxiao's hand hummed incessantly. His murderous aura swept across the surroundings, his sword intent instantly locking onto all living things within a ten-mile radius: "Who dares to plot against me? I'll kill them right now!"

Chu Jinglan's fingertips surged with righteous energy, quickly setting up three layers of defensive formations around Jiang Yining, preventing even a fly from getting in: "Ningning, don't panic, I have sealed off the space, even a Tribulation Transcending stage expert cannot harm you in the slightest."

Ye Wuhen was the most direct. Holding Sanbao, who was gnawing on his fingers, he casually pulled out a handful of top-grade demon pills emanating an eerie black aura from his storage ring: "Open your mouth and eat them. This is the Demon Realm's sacred medicine, 'Nine Revolutions Resurrection Fiend.' It can revive anyone who isn't completely dead."

"roll."

Jiang Yining pushed away the pill that looked like it could kill someone with a bad attitude.

"Trying to poison me?"

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the dizziness.

This feeling was all too familiar. The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within her dantian was trembling wildly, its branches and leaves swaying, as if two thirsty seeds were sprouting, frantically drawing upon her primordial power.

Two.

Twins?

Jiang Yining's eyes flickered slightly, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over the four men in front of her.

Lately, besides being busy with infrastructure construction and making money, I forgot to absorb Situ Kong and Bai Ze in the illusion...

"Let me take a look!"

Situ Kong ran over and carefully placed two fingers on Jiang Yining's fair wrist.

One breath, two breaths.

Situ Kong's usually shrewd eyes were now wide open like copper bells, his pupils trembling violently.

"How is it?"

Ji Lingxiao drew his longsword half an inch from its sheath, its cold light gleaming, pointing directly at Situ Kong's throat: "If I can't diagnose the problem, I'll use you as a sacrifice to my sword."

"This...this pulse..."

The pulse is slippery, like pearls rolling on a plate, flowing smoothly back and forth.

"This is...this is a sign of pregnancy!"

"What do you mean?" Bai Ze looked completely bewildered and scratched his head.

"that is……"

Situ Kong swallowed hard: "The patriarch has given birth to twins!"

The wind in the desolate abyss seemed to have stopped.

Only the sound of Sanbao smacking his lips was particularly clear.

The four men's eyes instantly focused on Jiang Yining's still flat stomach, their expressions varied and fascinating.

"How could this be? Could it be that in the illusion... your Myriad Spirits Embryo can also function?"

Bai Ze was the first to react, and all nine tails behind him popped out uncontrollably, swaying wildly, and the wind they generated swept the teacups off the table.

"That must be my baby fox!"

"absurd."

Ji Lingxiao snorted coldly, his sword intent surging, directly shaking off one of Bai Ze's tails.

"Illusions are not to be taken seriously. Ningning has been discussing swordsmanship with me these days. This child must have been born from the understanding of the Supreme Sword Intent of Forgetfulness. She is a good prospect for sword cultivation."

"No."

Chu Jinglan exuded a mysterious confidence.

"Ningning possesses a noble spirit and listens to me recite the classics every day. She must be carrying the fortune of Confucianism and Taoism, and is a literary star descended to earth."

Ye Wuhen didn't speak, but silently lifted the three babies in his arms higher, staring at Jiang Yining's belly with a sinister look.

Jiang Yining leaned back in her chair, watching the group of men arguing heatedly about "becoming fathers unexpectedly," a playful smile playing on her lips.

She did not deny it.

They didn't admit it either.

She weakly rubbed her forehead, her voice tinged with helplessness: "Stop arguing, it's giving me a headache."

The four men immediately shut up, their movements perfectly synchronized.

"Not enough energy."

Jiang Yining sighed, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest: "This time there are two, what if they don't get enough nutrition..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

"What do you want?"

Ji Lingxiao was the first to speak: "Dragon marrow? Phoenix blood? Or Nine Heavens Breath Soil? Whatever exists in this world, I will go and get it."

"Tacky."

Chu Jinglan glanced at him disdainfully: "How could those mundane things be worthy of Ningning? Ningning, I know that there is a 100,000-year-old 'Soul-Nourishing Lotus' deep in the North Sea, which is the best for nourishing the soul and stabilizing the fetus. Although the old Dragon King guards it, if I were to 'borrow' it, he would have to give me some face."

"Borrow what?"

Ye Wuhen sneered, revealing the Demon Lord's domineering nature: "Just rob it directly. There is an ancient ruin in the Demon Realm containing the 'Chaos Origin Stone' left by the Demon God, which is perfect for laying a foundation for the child. I'll go and blow up that ruin right now."

Bai Ze was so anxious that he scratched his head. In terms of wealth, he was indeed not as rich as the three old monsters, but he had one thing that others did not have—the entire demon realm was his backyard.

"Ningning! I have wildflower honey! It's a rare delicacy from Qingqiu, only produced once every ten thousand years! Drinking it will beautify your skin and even give your child a natural fragrance at birth! I'm going back to Qingqiu right now and empty the wine cellar!"

Looking at the four men who had already begun plotting how to empty the Three Realms, a glint of light flashed in Jiang Yining's eyes.

This is a ready-made pool of top-notch labor and resources; why not make the most of it?

"Everything is fine."

Jiang Yining said slowly, "However, this child came so suddenly, and I feel extremely weak. I need to nourish myself..."

She pointed to the empty storeroom: "Raising three children is expensive, and if we add two more..."

"Leave it to me!"

The four voices spoke in unison.

Without any further words, four streaks of light shot into the sky, heading in the east, west, south, and north respectively.

The speed was so fast that even the afterimage was not visible, leaving only the lingering sonic boom in the air.

Only Situ Kong remained kneeling on the ground, trembling.

"Family...the head of the family..."

Situ Kong looked dejected: "What about me? I have no money, and no treasures..."